Chapter 71 Husi Family
Jiang Wei was suspicious of Jiang Anning.
Patriarch Jiang felt a little excited while listening to the conversation between the two.
"Muramasa also knows about this? Planting mulberries and raising silkworms?"
He originally thought Jiang Anning was fooling around, but he didn't expect Jiang Wei to know about it too.
In the eyes of Patriarch Jiang, Jiang Anning is just like them. They are all mud-legged. What knowledge can they have?
I just got lucky and made money from embroidery work, so I can live a comfortable life now.
But Jiang Wei is different.
His nepotistic relationship with the county magistrate is convincing enough.
Listen to him, there must be nothing wrong!
Jiang Wei pursed his lips: "Planting mulberry and feeding silkworms has been around since ancient times. Silk reeling and weaving have brought huge wealth to many families... Nowadays, there is no greater benefit than silkworms in the world. Lake's argument."
"It is true that in many villages, the land is not suitable for growing crops such as rice and millet, so they have adapted to local conditions and shifted their focus to planting mulberry trees to make a living by raising silkworms and reeling silk."
“Among them, Hu silk is favored by the aristocratic class for its fine, even, strong, soft and white silk body. Even Taizu was full of praise for it and appointed it as an imperial tribute to the palace. From this, Huzhou became famous in the territory of Huzhou. , spawned several Husi families.”
When Jiang Wei mentioned the word "Aristocratic Family", his tone was slightly disdainful.
He seemed to look down upon him.
Jiang Anning was even more curious, who was Jiang Wei?
The scope of knowledge is so vast.
Originally, she was worried that she would not be able to trick the villagers into planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms... After all, it would be extremely difficult to achieve such a skill with no one to guide and teach it, and it would be impossible to achieve it with just enthusiasm.
It can be said that it is no different from an idiot talking about dreams.
Jiang Anning looked at Jiang Wei calmly, guessing the person's identity.
Jiang Wei was also staring closely at Jiang Anning, trying to see if he would react and reveal his flaws.
"Aristocratic family? They just rely on planting mulberry trees and raising silkworms? And they are appreciated by the great ancestor and appointed as royal offerings?"
Patriarch Jiang was so shocked that he was almost speechless.
This dynasty has had fifteen emperors since Emperor Taizu...
Since the time of Taizu, they have been appreciated and become an imperial family. How many years have they been prosperous and prosperous!
Patriarch Jiang felt excited just thinking about it.
If he could become such a talkative person in a big family, he would be able to wake up with a smile even under the Nine Springs!
He looked at Jiang Wei with some uncertainty, and his tone was much more respectful: "Muramasa, is everything you said true? Is this really a way to make money?"
"Make money?"
Jiang Wei sneered and shook his head with a smile: "It's not just about making money, has the patriarch ever heard of this?"
"What?"
“There are specialties in the art industry!”
Jiang Wei smiled: "At least half of those who can enter the weaving house to take errands are from these silk weaving families."
"Errand? Does this mean... being an official?"
When Patriarch Jiang thought about that possibility, his face flushed with excitement, and he even found it hard to breathe.
"That's not true."
Jiang Wei smiled and poured cold water on the person: "Zhizao Mansion is not an official government office."
"At first, it was supervised by the weaving eunuch, and later it was changed to the minister. Now, it is under the control of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Strictly speaking, it is an imperial merchant who supplies fabrics to the imperial court."
The heat in Patriarch Jiang's heart suddenly cooled down.
"But, there are different machine rooms in this weaving house, and the technical division of labor is very detailed. There are spinners, warp pullers, thread makers, etc. There are many craftsmen of various types."
"There are so many craftsmen, there must be someone to manage them, right?"
"So officials were set up, and under them there were experts, foremen, etc., who supervised the technology, supervised the craftsmen, and were people of no rank who were engaged in weaving."
When Jiang Wei talks about grades, his tone is always contemptuous.
He smiled: "But even though he is as big as a sesame seed, he still has some rights."
"It depends on what you think, patriarch."
The Jiang clan elder blushed.
Naturally, he wanted his descendants to be able to eat official food.
But he always felt that there was something wrong with Jiang Wei's tone.
"What can I think? If I hadn't heard what you said, I wouldn't have known that there was such a world outside."
Patriarch Jiang mumbled a haha, without revealing the little things in his heart.
Jiang Wei sneered, but he didn't expose the person's little thoughts.
"So, An Ning said that planting mulberry trees can make money, isn't he lying to us?"
Someone couldn't help but asked in an urgent tone.
"But none of us know how to raise silkworms. Even if we plant mulberry trees, it will be useless, right?"
"It's impossible to learn! Since An Ning and Muramasa both said it's possible, are you still afraid that they have no way to find someone who can raise silkworms to teach us?"
"Yes, aren't there some aristocratic families? Just invite someone to teach you, right?"
"But why do they want to teach us? If sericulture is really so profitable, then why do they teach us the heirloom skills to make a living?"
"I believe Muramasa and An Ning will find a way!"
Most people in the village were afraid of missing out on such a good way to make money, so they all spoke up to Jiang Wei and Jiang Anning.
Some people were fishing in troubled waters and said: "Muramasa and An Ning are a pair of real talented and beautiful people. From now on, they will lead us to make a fortune and live a good life. Are we still worried about not being able to eat meat every time?"
However, this obviously flattering statement was just right and hit the horse's hooves.
The people around him glared at him with contempt on their faces.
Jiang Wei's face didn't look good either.
Who wants to be with that woman, a bitch, a talented man and a beautiful woman...
At best, he reluctantly allowed Jiang Anning to be his concubine, serving her by his side and playing with her as he pleased.
When he drains the value of clues from people, if he gets tired of them, he can give them away or imprison them.
A man is indeed a man, but a woman?
Jiang Wei glanced at Jiang Anning, but he really couldn't say against his will that this woman's appearance was as good as salt.
Jiang Anning only felt unlucky.
If she had not maintained the illusion of innocence at this time, she would have rolled her eyes.
“It’s not difficult to learn the art of raising silkworms and reeling silk.”
Jiang Wei's easy-going tone reassured everyone.
He glanced at Jiang Anning: "When it comes to silk reeling, the most famous Hu silk family is the Huzhou Sang family."
"Twenty years ago, the eldest lady of the Sang family married the second son of the Jiang family in Lingnan with her inherited skills. They formed a good marriage between the two surnames. At the same time, she also brought the Hu silk skills to Lingnan."
"But it is a pity that although Lingnan also grows mulberry and raises silkworms, the Jiang family, including the Jiang family, was once famous for its yam yarn. There are also many sericulture farmers living in nearby villages, who specialize in providing them with white embryo yarn."< br>
"Maybe it's because oranges grow in Huaibei and they grow as oranges, and oranges grow in Huainan and they grow as oranges. The eldest daughter of the Sang family failed to succeed and promoted the method of sericulture suitable for making lake silk in the Jiang family."< br>
"In addition to the characteristics of being thin, even and rich in tension, the most praiseworthy thing about Lake silk is that it can hang two more copper coins than ordinary earth silk without interruption."
"The eldest lady of the Sang family planted mulberries and raised silkworms in Lingnan according to the skills inherited from her family. Although the silk she baked was fine and even, and the pulling force was a bit better than the local silk, she couldn't bear to hang an extra copper. Tin.”
"So much so that after buying it, many people claimed that it was fake Husi. Even though the Jiang family did not promote it as comparable to Husi at the time, they were still affected and were labeled as piracy, which ruined their lives. Several businesses.”
Jiang Anning felt strange.
Why does Jiang Wei always glance at her when he talks about the eldest daughter of the Sang family?
The villagers scratched their heads as they listened to this story and couldn't bear it anymore.
"But what does this have to do with us? It can't be that the eldest lady of the Sang family was kicked out of the house by the Lingnan Jiang family, or that she abandoned her. Can we invite someone to learn how to raise silkworms?"
Jiang Wei smiled: "Clever!"
"The eldest lady of the Sang family has indeed been abandoned by the Jiang family of Lingnan."
He deliberately said: "However, she is still the wife of the Jiang family."
Someone boldly speculated: "Could it be that the eldest lady of the Sang family, incognito, remarried someone from our village?"
The people next to him burst out laughing: "You really have to wonder, that was twenty years ago, not to mention that Lingnan is hundreds of miles away from us, how did the eldest lady of the Sang family come here? She is so young just because of her age. It’s going to be hard to face off...”
Many people immediately began to ask their grandmother if she was the eldest lady of the Sang family.
Jiang Wei also laughed, and when everyone was speculating, he finally answered: "The eldest lady of the Sang family is not here."
Everyone was disappointed. "But the eldest daughter of the Sang family does have a daughter in our village."
Jiang Wei dropped a shocking news.
Someone hesitated and said, "Looking at age, the daughter of the eldest daughter of the Sang family must be seventeen or eighteen years old, right?"
In an instant, everyone started asking if their young wife was the daughter of the eldest daughter of the Sang family.
Jiang Anning frowned slightly.
I always feel that there is something in Jiang Wei's words.
And the way he looked at her made her feel very uncomfortable.
She felt uneasy, and her hands unconsciously twirled the fabric of her skirt.
Jiang Wei noticed the panic and raised his eyebrows.
This woman really knows something!
Otherwise, why would you be so uneasy when you hear him talking about the eldest lady of the Sang family?
Jiang Wei felt a little proud.
Hey, woman, you were discovered by me after all, right?
Seeing that he would beat anyone who was angry, and forced his wife to admit that she was the daughter of the eldest daughter of the Sang family, Jiang Wei was quite satisfied and slowly told the truth.
"No need to make wild guesses anymore. The person you are looking for is actually far away but right in front of you."
After listening to Jiang Wei's words, the angry villagers not only failed to calm down, but became even more excited. They pinched their daughter-in-law's neck and asked, "Tell me, is it you? Are you the biological child of my father-in-law and my mother-in-law?" ”
"No, no, tell me quickly, is my mother-in-law the eldest lady of the Sang family who knows how to raise silkworms?"
The beaten new daughter-in-law choked her throat with tears and begged: "I'm not, I'm not, I'm really not, I don't know what the eldest daughter of the San family is, Muramasa, save me, save me...I'm not anything The eldest daughter of the Sang family, I am Chen Xiaohua, the daughter of Chen Sansi, who sells jujube steamed buns in Zao Mantou Village. I am not..."
The overly familiar scene awakened many bad memories in Jiang Anning's body.
"Let her go!"
Jiang Anning stood up, pulled away Jiang Wei who was in front of him and rushed to Chen Xiaohua's side.
Chen Xiaohua's man's hand relaxed, and then he felt that he had been intimidated by a girl, which was really embarrassing.
He felt uncomfortable all over, and felt that the eyes around him were laughing at him.
"What does it have to do with you if I discipline my own wife?"
With that said, he reached out and pulled Chen Xiaohua back, slapped her harder, and was about to slap her down.
Jiang Anning is relatively tall among girls.
At this time, she still felt that the other party was powerful, tall and strong, charging towards her with the overwhelming force of a mountain.
Almost instinctively, she switched places with Chen Xiaohua.
"Careful!"
"Peace!"
Sui Ran and Aunt Fang exclaimed and rushed forward in a hurry, trying to block the slap.
Jiang Wei frowned at the side, feeling unhappy.
Why didn't I realize before that Jiang Anning liked to meddle in others' affairs so much?
Later, she entered his backyard as a concubine, but she still liked to make trouble so much that she was afraid of causing him a lot of trouble.
The one from the Song family is a pampered one.
She often doesn't even give him face. If Jiang An Ning gets in trouble again, she might get angry.
Even though Jiang Wei hadn't even decided yet, Jiang Wei was already considering whether he should allow Jiang Anning to be his wife.
When the time comes, she will be able to settle down in a house in the capital, which probably won't be aggrieved to her.
In the flash of lightning, Chen Xiaohua's man's slap had already fallen.
Aunt Fang and Sui Ran had no time to step forward.
This room is indeed spacious, but it can't hold so many people squeezed into it at once.
Bang!
The huge sound made many people turn their heads and close their eyes, unable to bear to look.
It hurt just to hear such a loud noise.
"Fuck, Jiang Anning, I'm going to kill you!"
The man Chen Xiaohua covered his loose teeth and lay paralyzed on the ground, roaring helplessly and furiously.
"Come here."
Jiang Anning calmed down: "I want to see if you kill me or if I kill you first!"
She raised her foot and stepped heavily on his abdomen. Her words were obviously light, but they gave people a sense of eeriness and terror for no reason.
Chen Xiaohua's man only felt that when he passed by a mass of graves a few years ago, he really couldn't hold back the panic and fear of soaking in yellow water after urinating, and it was not as serious as now.
He swallowed his saliva one after another, pursed his lips, and did not dare to say anything for a while.
Jiang Anning's eyes looked as if she would rush up and slit his neck at any moment... Oooh, oh mother, it's so scary!
Chen Xiaohua's man almost cried.
Moreover, this girl didn’t know what she had eaten, and her strength was frightening.
He just punched him so hard that one of his teeth fell out.
He almost peed in fear!
Because of the fear in his heart, the tooth was swallowed, and he managed to avoid choking to death.
Just here, there are still two loose teeth, which are already crumbling.
Only then did everyone dare to open their eyes and look.
Unexpectedly, what they thought was the scene where Jiang Anning was slapped to the ground and unable to get up did not happen.
"Hey, dear, my son, what's wrong with you?"
Jiang Dagui's grandson Jinhua opened her eyes and saw her son collapsed on the ground with blood on his mouth. She immediately threw herself at him without shedding a single tear of distress.
"Mom, you have to make the decision for me, Jiang Anning, this little bitch, she, she beat me!"
Sun Jinhua immediately turned around fiercely and glared at Jiang Anning, as if she wanted to tear the person alive to relieve her anger.
Jiang Anning had no expression on her face. She just casually broke off a corner of the brick from the edge of the kang and played with it slowly in her hand.
Sun Jinhua immediately said angrily: "You bastard, you must be ignorant and have made An Ning unhappy. Otherwise, why didn't she come and beat me instead of others?"< br>
Jiang Dagui was dumbfounded, as if he didn't recognize his mother anymore, and stared at the person in stunned silence.
"Mom, are you my biological mother?"
Usually the water his wife brings to wash his feet is a little too hot. When his wife hears something, she would hold it by the person's ear and curse her for an hour.
Occasionally when he feels unhappy, he will deliberately pretend to have his feet burned while his mother holds his wife's ear to scold her!
But now, his mother not only did not stand up for him, but gave Jiang Anning a slap on the ear, so hard that she knelt down and begged for mercy.
He even scolded him in turn...
Is this justified?
His mother has changed!
If Sun Jinhua could hear what her naughty son was saying, she would definitely give him a motherly slap.
You are such a weakling, you didn't see the little girl's picture, and the bricks in your hands made a banging sound!
When I meet such a strange and powerful girl, I'm afraid she doesn't even have enough eggs in her head to squeeze her!
Still showing off?
But stop it soon!
Sun Jinhua pulled Jiang Dagui up, nodded and bowed to Jiang Anning with an apologetic smile: "An Ning, don't be angry, this kid is at fault, I will teach him a lesson later! I, I will use the fire stick, and I will spank him!"
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"Hahaha, don't be the same as him hahaha..."
Jiang Dagui, who was originally worried about his mother's change, accidentally glanced at Jiang Anning's hand, then lowered his head to look at the small pile of soil at his feet, and instantly put out the fire.
Without anyone’s guidance, my IQ returned to its original position: “Yes, I’m sorry!”
He almost wanted to kneel down.
I looked around and saw that there were too many people, so I felt embarrassed and stood in an awkward stalemate, wondering whether to kneel or not.
It’s pure fiction, with no specific background... The author is historically illiterate, lacks common sense, has no culture, is empty-headed, and has extremely poor writing skills (in the middle of the night, I saw someone complaining about an author who wrote “an old hen that has been raised for six or seven years” because he has no common sense. , it is impossible to keep old hens for six or seven years, I am afraid, I am really afraid)
But I’m really illiterate and I didn’t lie [Sincerely jpg.] You are welcome to correct the errors in the article. I will make corrections after reviewing the relevant information
The Lake Silk here is related to [Intangible Cultural Heritage - Jili Lake Silk] in an imaginary way, which is not completely consistent. I also made it up in relation to the Weaving House (mainly because I am really uneducated, so I checked again and again, and the more I checked, the more complicated it became. I don’t have enough brain power) so I used some of the information + made it up myself
As for some people saying that the heroine might have a hidden identity like a princess... This is impossible. The heroine is an ordinary person, a commoner who knows a little bit of craftsmanship. If you have to say what identity she has, she can probably do it. I’m considered a craftsman