That afternoon, Wenquan Valley Hospital received a batch of bamboo products and equipment, adding some assets to the originally empty clinic. As expected by Yiyi, Shen Wen received an order for racks, bamboo curtains, bamboo trays, bamboo chairs, and bamboo tubes with bamboo woven shells within less than half an hour after delivering the goods. Shen Wen approved this custom order without any money, and asked the guards to run errands to the factory and give priority to production.

In the evening, all the women in the village received a bamboo woven bag that made people scream. It was a luxury! Not only were the men allocated here, but even the bags were allocated. This benefit was too good! In a word, it was really too much! Along with the bags, there were also food boxes, daily necessities such as storage boxes and special small ornaments. The items distributed this time were particularly popular, beautiful and practical!

Feng Shui master Wang Yiyang, who was also an outsider and was being treated in the inpatient department, did not receive such treatment. He was hospitalized alone, and except for meals brought by male nurses, he was surrounded by waves of men every day like a monkey, and they took turns to diagnose his pulse and touch his body parts. He was a real guinea pig. It was no wonder that these doctors were the only patient in the hospital. He was the experimental carrier of all departments, which made him feel that if he did not cooperate, the experimental reports of these doctors would not be completed, and they would not pass the review and graduate.

The days in the hospital were so boring that Wang Yiyang wanted to cry but had no tears. If he had known this would happen, he would not have tried to show off his prowess. Why would he go to the battlefield? Thinking back to the time when the bright sword chopped him down, his soul flew up, and he was completely unable to resist. Whenever he thought of this, Wang Yiyang gritted his teeth in hatred. He held his breath and kept thinking about how to save his face. Wait, wait, wait, when he gets better and figures out long-range weapons, who the hell would go up to fight him! ? It must be said that after experiencing an incident on the verge of life and death, Wang Yiyang was really aroused to be determined to roll up, which is really a good thing.

On the other hand, after several twists and turns, Ling Wuxin finally found the home of the former Minister of Works who lived in seclusion in Jinsha Village. There was a farmhouse deep in the valley of the mountains and forests, a vegetable garden surrounded by bamboo fences, and a stone-built courtyard wall. It was solid and simple and integrated with the surrounding nature. From the appearance, it was really low-key, and from the polite hospitality of the doorman, it was clear that this was a polite and sophisticated family.

Ling Wuxin came well prepared this time. From the time he introduced himself to the time he was welcomed into the study to meet Minister Yang, who was already over 70 years old, the journey was quite smooth.

"Mr. Yang, I am sorry for disturbing you by coming to visit me. These are a few stones that I got by chance while traveling. Unfortunately, the people around me are not well-educated and cannot see anything about them. That's why I have the audacity to come to your house and bother you, old gentleman!" After greeting each other, Ling Wuxin went straight to the point and said that the purpose of his visit was to ask Mr. Yang to help him appreciate the stones.

"Your Highness, there is no need to be polite. I am only slightly knowledgeable, but my servant Yang Tong is quite knowledgeable about stones. Ah Fu, go and call Yang Tong to meet the guest!" Minister Yang was a little surprised to see that Prince Ning, the youngest son of the late emperor, was so humble and direct. Having dealt with the powerful for most of his life, he knew their actions best. Everyone used power and inducement to the extreme, and as a minister, he could only bow his head and cooperate.

Minister Yang looked at the stones of different sizes and shapes which were covered with black cloth on the table and fell into deep thought. He could not figure out Prince Ning's real intention for a moment, so he asked his servant to invite his own slave to come and help. The slave, Yang Tong, was his constant servant to the outside world, but in fact he was his right-hand man. This way he would not treat the distinguished guest unfairly.

The people in the study exchanged a few polite words, and about half a cup of tea later they heard noises coming from outside the study.

"Master, Yang Tong is here and waiting outside the door. Would you like to come in now?" The servant did not lead him directly into the study, but politely asked Mr. Yang for his opinion. From the humble things, he saw that Mr. Yang managed the family well, and everyone followed the rules and would not rush in on guests.

"Okay, okay! Let him in!" Old Yang responded hurriedly. He also wanted to know the real purpose of Prince Ning. Was it as simple as asking him to identify the stone? !

"Hello, master! Hello, distinguished guest! I am Yang Tong, a servant of the Yang family. How can I help you?" Yang Tong, a middle-aged man with dark complexion, bowed his head slightly in response to the salute, with an attitude neither humble nor arrogant.

"No need to be so polite, please take a seat! I'd like someone capable to help me take a look at these stones!" Ling Wuxin had some appreciation in his eyes. He asked the person to sit down and pointed at the stones on the table and spoke gently.

Upon hearing this, Yang Tong looked at the head of the family, Yang Shangshu, in surprise, but he only smiled and nodded, so Yang Tong had no choice but to do as he was told.

Yang Tong picked up a stone and repeatedly observed its appearance, from color, shape, luster and structure. He found that the stone in his hand was brown in color, with no particularly obvious luster overall, and only a certain metallic luster at the fracture. He took out a black stone wrapped in layers of animal skin from his pocket, and as soon as he approached the two stones, they were attached to the fracture. This phenomenon surprised everyone present. Is this really iron ore?

"It's magnetic magnetite!" Yang Tong said softly, and continued to test the next stone.

"This large piece should be a surface stone. The surface has weathered and turned reddish brown. It can be drawn with red marks and can be attracted by a magnet. It should be hematite! ... The last piece... can be seen through light under candlelight, and the degree of light transmission is good. It should be jade."

…The appraisal results came out, and as expected, every piece was a treasure. The study fell into silence for a moment at the result.

"Okay! Tong'er, you go down first!" Minister Yang pondered for a long time before saying to Yang Tong.

"Your Highness, this visit should not be as simple as identifying the ore, but I have to say it in advance. I am old and will not live for many days. I don't want to be involved in power struggles at an old age. An egg cannot beat a stone!" Minister Yang sighed deeply. He was not stupid. He knew that Prince Ning must have other purposes.

"Mr. Yang, your words are embarrassing to me. If I had the ambition to fight, I would not have lived in Shu for more than ten years. It's just that the world is not good now, and I can't bear to see the people in my fiefdom suffer, so I came up with the idea of ​​improving people's livelihood. It is our greatest ability to let them have fields to plant, food to eat, clothes to wear, and houses to live in! This time I came out to look for a way to survive, and I also want to get some help from you, sir. I need the help of capable people. Although iron farm tools have been around for thousands of years or even longer, they have not been widely used for various reasons. We should work harder. Improving people's livelihood starts with improving farm tools. As the saying goes, if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your tools. I think the same applies to farming..." Ling Wuxin stated the purpose of his trip, which was to get iron ore, smelt iron tools, and improve farming tools!

"Are you serious? It's only used for farming?" Old Yang could tell from Ling Wuxin's love for farmers. Farming is the foundation of all industries, and the people are the most direct beneficiaries. He was somewhat moved when he heard this. A prince who can see the suffering of the people is a good prince, and there are not many princes who are willing to condescend to ask for help for the suffering of the people!

In the next half day, in addition to asking questions in the study, Ling Wuxin also traveled around Yang Lao's hidden manor under the guidance of the family servants to see the profound family heritage of the Shangshu of the dynasty. To show his sincerity, Ling Wuxin temporarily decided to stay at Yang Lao's house for three days. He asked the secret guard to send a message to report the safety of the manor. During these three days, Ling Wuxin followed Yang Lao in and out, and also jointly investigated the cave that Yang Lao found in the deep forest. The layers on the cave wall were all black charcoal blocks that could burn. This was discovered by Yang Lao accidentally many years ago. Every winter, he secretly dug some and brought them back home to burn with charcoal. The wonder of nature is that it unexpectedly provides humans with treasures accumulated over thousands of years. Ling Wuxin realized that this black charcoal block must have a greater purpose, so when he left, he asked Yang Lao for a large bag of black charcoal to take back to the manor.

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