Sibao County, official office.

There was a crowd of people in front of the official office.

There was a small official sitting at the door, writing a register.

There was a long queue, and there were men and women, old and young, all wearing coarse clothes made of Gebu. Clothes made of this material were not very warm, even if the common people added reeds, catkins and other fillers inside and wore them inside and out.

A few pieces were still shivering from the cold.

The common people who have not yet had their turn can only hug their shoulders and stamp their feet to keep warm.

At the front of the team, the clerk asked: "What is it called?"

"My name is Wang Tieniu."

The clerk wrote the name and serial number on a blank piece of bamboo, handed it to Wang Tieniu in front of him, pointed behind him and said: "Take this thing and follow the path framed by the rope. Don't look too much with your eyes, and your legs

Stop wandering around, got it?"

Wang Tieniu accepts it with great gratitude.

The clerk rushed to the back and said: "Next one."

What is the Sibao County Government Office doing?

This matter goes back to a few days ago.

On that day, the government office suddenly posted a notice saying that as long as they were common people from Sibao County, between the ages of six and thirty-six, and of good appearance, they could come to the government office to participate in the selection event. The successful candidate would be rewarded with a reward of one

A piece of silkworm cloth, the loser also gets a consolation prize, half a pound of pork and a pound of cotton. The common people don’t know what cotton is, but they know about pork!

I guess this cotton can also be used for cooking.

How many families have a meatless meal on New Year’s Day all year round?

They don't want cotton but they want half a pound of meat!

Many people came over to ask how to win the prize, but the official in charge was tight-lipped and just said that he could come and participate. The common people were worried, but they couldn't resist the temptation of half a pound of meat, so they thought of coming over to try. The same was true for Wang Tieniu. This was the first time in his life.

Entering a county official's office, he didn't dare to look around even if the clerk didn't tell him to. He kept his head lowered and followed the line.

This place was the abandoned outer courtyard of the government office. It was simply cleaned up and put into use at this time. There was someone outside the door who was responsible for collecting the bamboo pieces. Then he pointed to the house and said: "Don't be nervous, just go in."

Less than a quarter of an hour later, he came out.

He was holding half a pound of pork and cotton in his hand.

The villagers who were still waiting in line hurriedly asked him what was going on inside.

Wang Tieniu said blankly: "...the big shots inside don't know what to do, they just want to see how happy, angry, and sad we are...isn't this a case of idleness?"

He was still stunned when he got the consolation prize.

Got the reward so easily?

Isn't this easier than picking it up for nothing?

I didn't expect big shots like these from the government to have such a habit.

The villagers were confused.

As more and more ordinary people received consolation prizes, three pieces of news took wings and flew all over Xiaocheng. First, these big shots in the government office had eccentricities; second, the pork in the government office was so fragrant that people drooled; and third, the cotton was not

Vegetables are things that keep you warm.

Although there is only one pound of cotton, it is warmer than four or five pieces of Gebu coarse clothes stuffed with reed catkins. The government also announced that cotton will be planted on a large scale in Sibao County. In the coming winter, they will be able to buy it at a low price.

Planting clothes.

Within a period of time, any store that sells cotton-filled winter coats will attract countless envious glances, and only close relatives and friends can try them on for a while. Wrapping your upper body in cotton-padded clothes will warm up your chilly body, which is leaking air everywhere.

The common people are eagerly looking forward to this.

Merchants with a keen sense of smell are even more aware of business opportunities.

I spent a lot of money to get in touch with the government and asked about cotton in a roundabout way. If I could buy it first and smuggle it to other places at a high price, it would be a huge profit every time!

However, promoting cotton is not the main purpose.

The ultimate goal of the official office is to form a theater troupe!

In the words of the protagonist, it is a film and television version of the story!

This is exactly why we have been selecting talents with acting talent in the past few days. By the way, we have used activities to promote Cotton to facilitate future promotion. After a lot of work, Cotton has been widely advertised, but people with acting talent have not.

several.

Her appearance is not outstanding, and she is decent at most, but that is not a problem. With the prayer book here, how many acquired beauties will not be there? Because Shen Tang only told Lin Feng a rough idea before, providing a general direction, and did not

Involving specific operations, this means that the "film and TV version of the story" plan can only be completed by everyone's imagination. This is really stumping for everyone who stayed behind.

In the end, it was Liao Jia who came to the rescue.

Without him, he has seen much.

As a gifted illegitimate son of a young royal family, Liao Jia was used to banquets, singing and dancing. It seems that the "film and television version of the script" is similar. The difference is that the former sings and dances, while the latter reads the script according to the script, plus appropriate scene arrangements.

, should be close to ten. It's just easier said than done. Common people are basically blind. It's so difficult to memorize large sections of dialogue between characters.

Liao Jia sighed: "This is too difficult..."

It is difficult for the chosen one to recite the dialogue.

It is even more difficult to let them act out the characters in the story.

Can't Lin Feng collect some story books in which the characters' identities are closer to the common people? The characters are either royal nobles or noble families, and literary scholars and courageous warriors are the standard. Even if the protagonist is really a commoner, the class will change in the subsequent development.

so--

"This 'Five Elements of Immorality' is really immoral!"

But when I think that if the plan is successful, the government can use it to influence the thoughts of the people under its rule, I feel that it is worthwhile.

Lio Jia was beeping endlessly until he smelled a sudden smell of blood. Looking in the direction of the smell, he pointed at Qishan's hand and said, "Yuanliang, what's wrong with your hand..."

Qishan was also looking at the palm of his hand.

A wound penetrated the palm of his hand.

There was an extremely violent martial energy near the wound, and Liao Jia suddenly stood up on guard. Qishan's expression remained as usual: "It's okay, there is some movement on the Lord's side. I think he has met a powerful enemy."

He decided to tear off a piece of cloth and tie up the wound.

Just as I was about to stand up, I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder.

Qishan's body shook twice and fell forward. Liu Jia quickly supported him with quick eyes and hands. The hand on Qishan's shoulder was soon stained red by the warm blood. Qishan took a deep breath and said: "Help me

Go to the side compartment and ask Dr. Dong to come over."

Dr. Dong obviously knows something.

When I heard that Qishan was injured, he hurriedly carried the medicine box.

When he came over, the number of wounds on Qishan's body had increased to seven. Dr. Dong took off his clothes, and Lio Jia's eyes widened suddenly when he saw the wounds on Qishan's body. The other wounds were not fatal, except for the one on his shoulder.

The waist and abdomen area...

Dr. Dong also saw it for the first time.

Said: "Please also ask the master to circulate the literary energy to protect the heart."

The movement of Wen Qi can speed up the healing of injuries.

Qishan said: "I'm protecting you."

After all, he also cherishes his life.

Dr. Dong took out the silver needle and burned it with fire.

Although the literary spirit of a scribe can also stop bleeding, the effect will be more rapid if it is supplemented by acupuncture. Dr. Dong was about to inject the acupuncture, when a bloody hole suddenly appeared on Qishan's arm. He sighed: "What happened to Mr. Shen?"

rival?"

Because Dr. Dong had treated Qishan several times, the origin of the wound was not hidden from him. As a doctor, he was impressed by the magic of this world every time he saw it. There are actually people in this world who can help another person share their burdens across thousands of mountains and rivers.

Hurt!

Qishan's face lost color due to blood loss.

Even speaking is a bit difficult.

He said: "He must be stronger than Gong Xiqiu."

Dr. Dong said: "That is really a powerful enemy!"

Qishan lowered his head and looked at the wound on his chest that was not leaking blood, but he felt lucky in his heart. His scribe's skills could bear half of Shen Tang's injuries. If all these injuries were inflicted on her body, she would not die.

, but also in a difficult situation.

Just as I was thinking about it, a mouthful of blood overflowed from my throat.

Doctor Dong handed him the veil calmly.

"Prayer book, wipe it."
To be continued...