"No matter how strange it is, it is not a long-term solution."
Lin Feng carefully put the cotton seeds into the box.
Luan Xin asked her: "How can it last long?"
"As a Hucaobu, I naturally teach the best grains and the best methods to the people under my rule." When the young man said this, his eyes were kind and calm, and he seemed to have some compassion for the Buddha.
"My lord often said - it is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish. The older I get, the more I understand the weight of this statement. Even the literary scholars who have reached the pinnacle of literature do not dare to talk about immortality.
People will die, and a hundred years later they will be covered in loess, but the hope of inheritance will not be extinguished easily."
Suppose Lin Feng alone can keep the people under his lord's rule well-fed and clothed without having to run around in life, but how long can this state last? At most one generation, but countless future generations still need to live, and there is only one Lin in the world.
wind!
so--
"Be like Hou Ji! Learn from Lei Zu!"
"Good ambition!"
Luan Xin immediately clapped his hands and praised him.
Gu Chi also subconsciously raised his lips.
It doesn’t matter how many people taught Lin Feng.
At this time, she was only six or seven months older than Shen Tang, who was exiled back then, and had just passed the age of cardamom. If ordinary people of the same age have such ability, not to mention being arrogant and complacent, they will inevitably be complacent, and even worse, they will lose their ability.
The original mind gives rise to some impetuousness.
Lin Feng, however, is like an old monk who has entered samadhi. His mind is astonishingly calm. He treats the way of a scribe and has acquired Samadhi at a young age.
As it stands——
The summit of Wen Dao is just around the corner.
Truly achieve "the blue is better than the blue".
"It's all because of the teacher and the lord who taught me well. I'm just trying to make Luanhu Cao laugh." Only at this time, Lin Feng would show a little shyness, but he was quickly cleaned up and returned to his usual calm appearance.
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Because the cotton seed was discovered in Hucao's treasury in Sibao County, Lin Feng invited Luan Xin to meet his lord together, and the credit would be shared equally. Luan Xin, however, gave up and declined, saying, "Without Linhu Cao Huiyan, this thing would not be possible"
How can we 'see the light of day again'?"
Naturally, Lin Feng would not choose to follow the tide.
She is not very old, but she knows what it means to be human and worldly.
Luan Xin has a special status. If he can't handle it well and leave a knot in the other person's heart, leading to a estrangement between him and his lord, then the gain will really outweigh the losses. What's more, there is indeed someone who has contributed to this matter. The three of them went to the county government together.
At the official office, the lord will still be writing in bed at that time, and he is still far away from his next duty.
"Why are you three here? We don't have enough manpower?"
Shen Tang was worried that all three of them were here to ask for help.
At this moment, even if she has three heads and six arms, she can't change it.
Neither Lin Feng nor Luan Xin wanted to say anything first, so Gu Chi accepted the job unceremoniously: "Of course I'm here to congratulate my lord."
"Joy? Where does joy come from?"
Monk Shen Tang was confused. She had been having a hard time these past few days. She was almost overwhelmed by government affairs. She would sit in the government office and work with her eyes open, and work in her sleep with her eyes closed. The writing brush in her hand would smoke. She guessed: "
Could it be that there is some progress again?"
The "income" mentioned in this article is the redemption money.
She still has a few captives here that she hasn't sold out.
Gu Chi shook his head. When Shen Tang saw that he was not sure, he looked at him suspiciously: "Wang Chao, are you really not kidding me?"
It was impossible for him to tease the lord, not even in his lifetime, and he didn't want to be tricked by Qi Shan and others. Gu Chi wanted to give it away, but Shen Tang didn't cooperate and guessed that it was no longer interesting: "Master, you might as well open it and take a look.
Look what's in here."
Shen Tang opened it doubtfully.
Inside the box lay quietly the seeds with plump grains.
She immediately understood: "What kind of grain is this?"
"The seeds of Baidiezi were discovered by Lingde and Gongyi today in Hucao's warehouse in Sibao County. Lingde gave birth to several plants with his literary energy. It is estimated that they are harvested once a year..." Because after hearing this, Shen Tang's expression was dull.
, Gu Chi couldn't continue talking.
He asked softly: "Lord?"
Shen Tang came to his senses when he called out: "You mean Bai Diezi?"
Gu Chi and the three of them nodded in unison.
Lin Feng felt uneasy, fearing that a good thing would turn into a bad thing, so he whispered: "Master, what's wrong with this thing?"
【Snapped!】
A loud sound came from under Shen Tang's palm.
Luan Xin looked at the obviously sunken five-fingerprints on the table, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly. He suddenly felt a phantom pain in his right hand. The next breath, he saw Shen Tang getting up from the same spot, and said: "Fuck, Bai
Isn’t the stack just cotton?”
The artifact she had longed for had just arrived?
"Cotton?" Gu Chi muttered.
He has a very good memory and remembers that the word "cotton" was often on the lips of his master. At that time, the master was still tossing the silk quilt. Although he finally got it covered, the high cost and outrageous efficiency made her disgusted.
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So I kept thinking about it all day long if only I had cotton.
"Is this the cotton my lord is talking about?"
"Yes! Although most cotton varieties have not been improved, and the yield may not be high, it can keep warm, at least much better than the summer cloth made from magat." Grass cloth, as the name suggests, is used to make summer clothes, and magat fiber is woven.
Made of cloth.
This thing is fine to wear in the summer, but suffers in the winter.
The poorest families at the bottom can only fill the layers of their clothes with reed catkins, poplar catkins, willow catkins, etc., and the cold resistance can be imagined. The conditions are slightly better, they have livestock at home, and they can also save some duck, goose, and chicken feathers.
Better ones can use animal skins such as pigskin and sheepskin. Although earthen kangs have been vigorously promoted in recent years and the cost of heating by fire is low, there are still poor people who die at home every cold winter. Although Shen Tang is the head of a county,
Holding the national seal in their hands cannot save them from the cold and despair.
Now that cotton is delivered to your door, isn’t it a gift from God?
Shen Tang gave Lin Feng two big bear hugs.
One was for Lin Feng and the other was for Luan Xin, but it was not appropriate for her to hug Luan Xin, so she asked Lin Feng to take his place.
She was overjoyed: "My dear Lingde, you are destined to be famous throughout the ages and your name will go down in history!"
"Cough cough cough——"
Lin Feng was a little dizzy from being photographed by her.
Her lord was agitated and couldn't control her strength very well. Lin Feng hurriedly pretended to beg for mercy: "My lord, if I keep filming, I'm afraid I'll be 'eternally' ahead of schedule." She knew that cotton seeds could save people, but she had no specific picture in her mind.
, even if you are happy, it is not true.
However, Shen Tang's bear hug made her understand a little bit - the master is a person whose expression remains unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain. He has never seen something that can make her excited and lose her composure on any big occasion. How can he really do that?
Benefit all people!
Only then did Shen Tang let go of Lin Feng.
The good news relieved her from the fatigue of the whole day.
"Wangchao, go and send the order for Yaohe to come over!"
Gu Chi bowed his hands and accepted the order.
"Yaohe" is none other than Shen Zhi, and her name "Yaohe" was taken from Bai Su. Unlike Lin Feng, who is extremely talented and specializes in farming and mulberry, Shen Zhi is older, not very talented, and has only managed to cultivate for a long time.
Dan Mansion is still far away from condensing literary hearts.
If there is no accident, there will be no hope in this life.
Although she has little literary talent, her literary energy also has the effect of promoting growth. However, due to the age limit of her talent, no matter how hard she practices, the progress of accumulating literary energy is as slow as a tortoise crawling.
Shen Zhi was discouraged. She found that although she had little literary talent, she was good at handling flowers and plants. So she recognized the reality and concentrated on making rouge dew, dealing with flowers and plants all day long.
Bai Su and others who were close friends with her also helped her collect flower seeds. Over time, the small yard became fragrant with the fragrance of flowers regardless of the four seasons.
One day, she was basking in the sun in the courtyard with her daughter in her arms.
Occasionally, she heard a word of wisdom in her dream. A woman with mature charm, graceful figure and wonderful fragrance knocked on the door, and she woke up instantly.
When I woke up, the garden was full of spring scenery.
Thousands of flower petals pressed on the branches, and thousands of colorful butterflies came from nowhere and fluttered among the flowers. The colorful butterflies floated in the air, fragrant and fresh. At this time, there was another oriole singing, lightly landing on her shoulder. Shen Zhi looked at this scene, and her mood was unprecedentedly magnanimous.
Relaxed, as if this skin has been reduced by three points. Shen Zhi is intoxicated, and the daughter in her arms is still ignorant. She rests her chin on her mother's shoulder and giggles non-stop.
Shen Zhi was awakened by an extremely slight cracking sound. At this moment, she saw the flowers in the courtyard gathering in a whirlpool, and she, or her Dan Mansion, was at the center of the whirlpool. As for the butterflies in the garden? There were no other butterflies anywhere.
It is made of flower petals.
So inexplicable——
Shen Zhi condensed his literary heart.
Wen Xin's grade is low, only the lower middle grade of the eighth grade.
His writing skills are sparse, and it takes a lot of effort to arrange a flower package.
But that is genuine Wenxin!
The way of condensing the literary mind is strange, and what is even more strange is that after she woke up from the dream, she also awakened to the way of the scribe - [The garden is full of spring scenery].
Once activated, the flower seeds will madly absorb the energy of heaven and earth, regardless of solar terms or shame, one will bloom on the spot!
This chapter has been completed!