Farmer of Shu Han Chapter 309

Chapter 309 The Turtle Who Wants to Fuck the Rotten Kun

As for why I think of Sangma when I look at Guan Ji, to be precise, I think of Sangma when I look at the clothes on her body. Of course, it is because the clothes at this time are basically related to Sangma.

Plant hemp and spin, and hemp thread to make cloth.

So hemp is the best source of plant fiber.

And there is the mulberry tree.

Mulberry leaves are used to raise silkworms, and silk is used to make silk.

Mulberry trees are relatively common tree species in later generations, whether in the south or the north, or even in the Northwest.

Feng Yong knew one thing when he was eating sand in the Northwest. Basically, as long as it is a larger village, there will be mulberry trees.

Sometimes when I train in the wild, I can't eat for a day. The mulberries on the wild mulberry trees on the roadside and the wild apples on the wild apple trees are life-saving food.

In the desolate Northwest, as long as the fruit trees are not planted in the yards and fields of farmers and have no specific signs, they are generally considered wild trees.

Although no one takes care of it, the fruit grows small and ugly, but at least it can coax the belly.

Most of the mulberry trees in the Northwest are grown for harvesting mulberries. As for the mulberry trees in the South, many are used to raise silkworms. They need to be topped every year to keep them from growing longer than two meters.

So Feng Yong is very familiar with the mulberry tree. He has seen it since he was a child, he has seen it from the south to the north, and he gave himself a bite to eat when he was the hungriest.

Especially at the craziest and hungriest time of training, when I saw food, I went crazy. I didn't even have time to pick the mulberries, so I just tore off a branch, like a pig eating food, and put the mulberries on it into my mouth with my mouth .

Sometimes even the mulberry leaves are chewed casually.

Feng Yong remembers that when pulling the branches of the mulberry tree, he often tore off a large bark.

So, mulberry bark is easy to peel.

What a mulberry tree...

If you don't peel off its skin and use it to make paper, wouldn't it be a waste?

Besides, mulberry is something that the government strongly encourages to plant, it is perfect!

Guan Ji, who didn't understand Feng Yong's plan, frowned after hearing this, "Brother, why bother to fight for it? Didn't my younger sister say that my brother's talent lies not in this, but in Dingguo Anbang... "

"It's not a matter of one breath." Feng Yong shook his head, thinking that there is no way to explain this matter to Guan Ji clearly now, so he had to find an excuse temporarily.

"Nowadays there are more and more children who can read and write in the school. It is too inconvenient to let them hold the wooden boards and slates all the time. This paper will have to be made by itself sooner or later. It will be made sooner rather than later. It's serious, buying and using it is not the answer after all.”

Wood and slate can only be regarded as the initial learning stationery. If you want to go further, paper and pen and ink are absolutely indispensable.

Guan Ji seems to have realized this after being reminded by Feng Yong.

He nodded in agreement and said, "My little sister didn't think carefully. The children in our workshop and school will use paper, pen and ink sooner or later. It turns out that my brother has prepared for it."

"There are not too many children in the school. They will always need paper, pen and ink in the future. If they keep buying them, I don't know how much it will cost. It's better to make them yourself."

Feng Yong smiled without explaining.

However, he was very interested in what Guan Ji said unintentionally, so he smiled and said, "Yes, this is our own workshop."

Guan Ji blushed, glared at Feng Yong with her beautiful eyes, and said angrily, "Brother, my little sister is telling you something serious!"

"Okay, serious business. We have to make the paper, pen and ink by ourselves, but the craftsman still has to think of a way."

He said this, but what Feng Yong thought in his heart was that if one-third of the children in the school had the opportunity to use paper, pen and ink in the school, it would be beyond his expectations. .

Because even if it is an aristocratic family, they only try their best to let their children understand and write.

If you want to go further, it also depends on talent and hard work.

Feng Yong is not a philanthropist, how could he let those children stay in the school without any worries and study until they can graduate?

Besides, he couldn't afford that cost either.

Have learned basic common words and basic arithmetic. If there is no further potential, then get out of school and go directly to the ranch workshop or even the mine for practice.

The flowers of the big man, if you don't go through the wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow?

And even if they were, they would certainly do better than their parents.

After all, people who can read and write and do arithmetic these days are placed in the army, even if they have no qualifications and background, and cannot be a grain and grass officer, they are still subordinates of the grain and grass officer.

If only 20% of those who stay in the school can remain, then Feng Yong will be very satisfied.

Even if it is 10%, it is a full harvest.

Isn't the reason why the aristocratic family lasts forever because of the inheritance of knowledge and accumulation of wealth?

For those Qianshou and their children who worked hard and wanted to survive, and then live better, and their children, Feng Yong could not give them the accumulation of wealth.

But he can give them the means to accumulate wealth.

He can also give them the inheritance of knowledge.

Although this knowledge is insignificant in the eyes of the aristocratic family, it is simply literacy, and some arithmetic, engineering and other things that they look down upon.

Although Feng Tubie's original purpose was to obtain better labor resources.

But if there are too many people, there will always be a part of people whose ancestral genes may be better, or who will suddenly explode. This is Feng Tubie's biggest expectation.

It doesn't matter if the ancestral genes are better, or the genes explode suddenly, as long as Feng Yongneng invests more, the return will be absolutely rich.

This little investment, the smallest is paper pen and ink.

Just in that way, it is possible to get a person who is a step further than ordinary accountants, comparable to chief managers and chief managers, and most of them are loyal subordinates.

If there are still people who can go further, then Feng Yong doesn't mind investing more, such as giving some network resources and sending him to the position of a chief official, as a county magistrate or county magistrate.

Those who have more qualifications than the top and more than the bottom, even if they are small officials, they can be considered successful.

As for the farther, that is the lucky one in a million. Feng Yong put his old face on and wanted to send people to the old demon Zhuge. I believe that the old demon Zhuge will also be very happy.

But in the end, who knows how many people will encounter this kind of situation in a lifetime? You might not even meet one.

There will be at least a few in the second case.

If Feng Tubie tries to increase the size of the soil turtle hatching pool he created, there may be more than a dozen or even dozens of them.

Anyway, the big man is short of talents, as long as it can be used, the quality does not need to be too high.

In fact, the most common one is the first one, which is to continue to work for Feng Yong or other masters, and live a much better life than their parents.

But even if it is the third type, it is hope, the hope of Feng Yong's servants and slaves, and this little hope is enough to make them work hard.

Well, everything for the child.

To put it more clearly, if you don't have a career that belongs to your own hematopoietic ability, it is a castle built on the beach, and it will collapse when a wave comes.

So although the motivation is impure, Feng Tubie still has a little extravagant hope for the last situation in his heart, that is, what if his own soil beetle hatching pond hatches a few rot kuns?

After all, I still have to rely on the big man for food, and my buttocks still have to sit on the big man's side.

This is called political correctness.

Later generations often lamented that there were no generals in the late Han Dynasty, but Jiang Wei alone could not hold up the sky of the Han Dynasty like his teacher.

Although the words are absolute, they express the dilemma of the late Han Dynasty, that is, the withering of talents.

The fundamental reason is that there is no talent training system of its own.

The north and the east are backed by aristocratic families, and the aristocratic families provide them with blood and talents.

Big men don't dare to rely on aristocratic families, and they don't have the ability to cultivate themselves. They all rely on picking up leaks. How long do you expect to last?

Do you really think you are a trash guy? Can you get rich by picking up trash? is it possible?

So in Feng Tubie's view, since the aristocratic family did not dare to take this path, they had no choice but to use their own master's magic weapon - vigorously create miracles!

Oh, I was wrong, it is to vigorously eliminate illiteracy, and then educate the common people.

Finally, use the huge number to impact and destroy the intellectual monopoly of the family.

The reason why Feng Yong did this is that there is a precedent, no, it should be called the latter.

The celestial dynasties of later generations also worked hard to eliminate illiteracy first, and then recklessly produced workers who barely fit the modern industry like an assembly line.

Finally, a code name of an international high-tech terminator was created, and the so-called high-tech technology was sold as international Chinese cabbage.

Of course, this also has disadvantages, that is, the lack of independent innovation ability.

But at least with the world economic miracle, at least it can make life better.

Can eat enough, can drink enough, so there are people who are full of food jump out, scolding how unreasonable the education system is, unlike my foreign father who implements elite education, which can cultivate excellent talents.

Being poisoned is elite education! At the beginning, the foundation was much better than that of the Celestial Dynasty, so why did it fall behind after so many years?

Looking at the monopoly of intellectual resources by the aristocratic family today, is there a sense of familiarity?

For the whole big man, isn't this situation a kind of elite education?

What is the final result?

Since he didn't dare to rely on the family, Feng Tubie was unwilling to endure the suffering of the war when he was almost sixty years old, so he had to try the road of self-help first.

An old man who is almost sixty years old, watching his descendants fall into the flames of war, he might be run around like a flock of sheep by the rebels, and he might starve to death at the intersection one day.

Maybe one day he will die under the weapons of the rebels...

Even if I was a high-ranking official at that time, I would be driven from Shuzhong to Luoyang by Wei Bing. With this old bone, how could I survive? I'm afraid I will be buried halfway...

It's scary to think about it.

So Feng Yong felt that even if the quality of the little soil turtles hatched by him was not good enough, as long as there were enough of them, they might be able to support the big man.

At least keep the big guy until the day he hangs up.

As long as the big man is still alive on the day he hangs up, then he can comfort himself by saying that I worked hard.

At least I'm not in vain to have played the World of Warcraft map that says “the stern man is alive, but whoever Yunhan is dead” is.

As for really hatching the rot kun, it means winning the special prize and earning a lot of money!

How fierce the rotten kun is!

Infinite swallowing and infinite evolution, if it is really about to hatch, Feng Tubie may have to rely on others to visit Chang'an Luoyang.

So this ground turtle hatchery is still going to be done, continue to do it, look for opportunities to make it bigger...continue to increase investment!

It's just this kind of unspeakable thing, but Feng Yong has no way to explain it to Guan Ji.

Guan Ji naturally didn't know that a soil turtle had such big thoughts in his heart, that he wanted to get Fu Kun!

She frowned slightly, "It's true what brother said, this craftsman, I'm afraid I still have to ask..."

Having said that, she paused again and looked at Feng Yong.

Feng Yong understood, nodded and smiled, "San Niang doesn't have to worry. I actually have the same intention, just ask Jincheng to see if I can help you."

As for the so-called Jincheng side, it is nothing more than the prime minister, the prime minister's wife, and the queen.

Although Guan Ji was sent by the prime minister's wife, she already had a heart for Feng Yong. The reason why she stopped halfway through her speech was because she was afraid that Feng Yong might misunderstand.

Feng Yong naturally didn't misunderstand anything, but made it clear by himself.

Seeing that Guan Ji was fine, he said a few more words to her, then let her rest well, and left the small courtyard by himself.

Just thinking about going to the construction site to continue working as a contractor, I saw Amei, who had gone somewhere with her fellow villagers, hurried over.

"Master, Li Langjun is back."

"Li Langjun? Are you trustworthy? He will come back when he comes back. What is he doing with my report?"

Li Qiu is not an outsider. He has spent more time in the textile workshop than in his own county government office. It is strange to come back.

"It's not Li County Magistrate, but Li Langjun."

"Li Langjun?"

Feng Yong repeated it in doubt, and suddenly realized, "Is it Wenxuan?"

"Yes."

"Didn't he say that it will take a few days to arrive? Why is it here so soon?"

Feng Yong was overjoyed, and immediately threw out all the thoughts in his mind just now. Anyway, the big man will not die until decades away, and he doesn't care about this moment.

"Where is Wenxuan now?"

"Return to the Lord, Li Langjun is leading people in the hall."

"Very good!"

Feng Yong ran away when he heard this.

"Has Wenxuan ever been well?"

Feng Yongren yelled before entering the door.

"Brother is here!"

Feng Yong's voice just fell, and only one person appeared at the door with a gust of wind, and he took a closer look, who is it not Li Yi?

"I haven't seen you for a few months, this little brother misses you so much!"

Li Yi went to Nanzhong for a few months, and his skin, which had already started to turn white, turned dark again. It seems that he must have been out in Nanzhong often and got a lot of sun.

Thinking of this, Feng Yong couldn't help feeling half serious and half joking, "It's really hard for Wenxuan this time. I also miss Wenxuan very much! Every time I'm short of manpower, I think of Wenxuan's good time."

Li Yi heard this, instead of being angry, he laughed, "I never thought that my younger brother is so important to my elder brother. It's really my honor."

Feng Yong also laughed, and his heart was filled with the joy of the reunion of brothers.

"I got a letter from Wenxuan a few days ago, and I still count the days, saying that you will arrive in a few days, why did you arrive today? Also, why didn't you send a message in advance, so that I can go to meet you."

Feng Yong laughed and asked again.

Hearing this, the smile on Li Yi's face faded away, he sighed a little, shook his head and said, "It's a bit of a surprise to return to Hanzhong early, I'll talk to my brother in detail later."

"As for not sending the news in advance, it's only because when I arrived in Nanzheng, my younger brother saw Yiwen, and knew that my elder brother was working hard here, and he had no time to do the same. Besides, my younger brother is not an outsider, so why bother my elder brother because of the etiquette of those outsiders .”

Feng Yong heard that Li Yi mentioned Zhao Guang, and he couldn't help thinking that he didn't know how Zhao Guang was doing.

It is not an easy task to find a prefect to ask for an account, hehe!

After the two finished talking about the past, Li Yi and Feng Yong walked back to the hall together, only to see that there were already nearly a dozen people sitting there, all of them old, middle-aged and young.

When they saw Feng Yong and Li Yi put their arms in, they all stood up and looked at Feng Yong.

"Brother, let me introduce you."

Li Yi pointed to one of them and said, "This is the old man Fan, who is unmatched in the world in acupuncture and moxibustion. Dr. Fan, this is the elder brother I often tell you about."

"I have never seen the old man Fan."

As a junior, Feng Yong hastily saluted first.

Although he didn't know why Li Yi didn't bring back news of Zhang Zhongjing or his descendants, but brought back a man surnamed Fan, but after hearing Li Yi's evaluation of this person, Feng Yong thought that this person might not be the descendant of Zhang Zhongjing?

(end of this chapter)

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