As soon as it got dark, many people in the village went to bed.
But the men did not relax their vigilance, and the patrols became more careful. As they walked, they discussed digging new traps.
These traps should be set outside the village walls, but no deadly traps should be placed.
Yes, they learned a lot from Mr. Song, and "organ" sounds knowledgeable.
Niu Daochang said: "What if someone from another village stepped on it accidentally, wouldn't it kill someone? So I just made it simple without hurting anyone, mainly to give us a wake-up call."
Shi Ping thinks it makes sense.
"It's different in the village. When people come to the village, you won't be polite to them," Niu Daochang continued, "We have to keep the stones tied to the trees. Those are good things. Just cut the hemp rope and just
It will fall down, several bandits were restrained by us in this way."
But you have to keep an eye on it from time to time so that the children in the village don't get hurt accidentally while playing.
Niu Daochang thinks they need to put more thought into this aspect.
Some sharp tools must be buried on the wall to prevent them from climbing up in one go.
"Is this how the stockade was built?"
Shi Ping suddenly spoke, "Everyone, look at me, and I'll look at you."
That's right, why didn't they think before that how could the village have such a high wall? It's not like they were full and had nothing to do. They must have experienced these things to be in today's situation.
Niu Daochang said: "So, when we go to the village to do work, we can ask them more questions."
The men's eyes lit up, and they knew what to do next.
Zhao Luoyang didn't know what Niu Daochang and the others were talking about. She was busy exchanging farming books to read. This time the system gave her a full hour to read the books.
When it got dark, she excused herself to take a rest, then immersed herself in the system and started reading books.
The book was very thick, so she could only jot down the contents and think about it carefully later. With such concentration, she could not finish reading the last few dozen pages.
But it's enough for her.
In particular, several farm tools recorded in the book are of great use.
After finishing her work, she took another look at her charm score. Her charm score was still beating. She looked outside and saw that her father and Uncle Niu should be talking in the kitchen.
This time the bandits entered the village, for the sixteen households, in addition to protecting themselves and their families, they also gained a lot of insight by obtaining those things.
People without knowledge cannot see far away. Where does knowledge come from? If it is not accumulated from generation to generation, it can only be experienced by oneself.
With this wave of charm points, Zhao Luoyang has made a lot of money.
At dawn, Zhao Luoyang had a dream. She followed her aunt Luo Shi to Beijing, and received a letter in the winter. The letter said that her grandmother and father had encountered bandits in Taozhou.
Grandma, father, third aunt and Yuan Bao were killed by bandits, and fourth uncle lost an arm.
Now only her mother, Yuan Rang, Yuan Ji, third uncle, fourth uncle and fourth aunt are left in the family.
She was stunned there, tears kept falling, and she opened her mouth but could not speak. She wanted to go to Taozhou to find her mother and the others, but her aunt held her tightly.
She couldn't imagine losing so many relatives all at once. How would her mother and younger brother live their lives without her father?
And the grandmother who loved her the most... was just gone, and she would never see them again.
Her heart felt like it was about to burst, and the pain made her breathless. All of this was like a nightmare, and she wished she could wake up from the nightmare.
Zhao Luoyang cried louder and louder, and suddenly she heard someone calling her.
"Luoyang, Zhao Luoyang."
The voice was so urgent that she seemed to wake up all of a sudden. The haze of nightmares gradually dissipated from her mind, and she finally understood clearly that those were dreams and those were reality.
Zhao Luoyang opened his eyes and heard voices coming from the yard.
"Shh, call me Sister Luo later."
"Mom, just get used to it!"
It's her breasts and her mother's voice.
Zhao Luoyang breathed a long sigh of relief, those were really all dreams. But this dream was too real, as if it really happened.
"Are you having a nightmare?" Shi Jiu's voice sounded again in his mind.
Zhao Luoyang responded: "I dreamed that I went to Beijing and received news from Taozhou that they were killed by bandits."
Shi Jiu was silent for a moment and said, "Thank you for not going to the capital." At that time, he still felt that Zhao Luoyang's choice as a host was wrong.
Zhao Luoyang smiled and said, "I have to thank the system. If the system doesn't make my illness better, I won't be able to make the decision." It took a lot of effort for her to get her parents to change their mind about sending her away.
After getting dressed, Zhao Luoyang did not rush out. Instead, she took out a pen and ink to write, roughly jotting down the useful things she saw in the farming book.
Of course, there is no need to write too detailed, just a few words and a brief picture, in case she forgets, it will be enough to remind her of it.
Things exchanged from the system should not be exposed to the public, so as not to fall into the hands of others.
After the ink dried, Zhao Luoyang wanted to put it away, but after thinking for a moment, he took the paper out of the house.
When Luo Zhenniang saw her daughter running out, she immediately said: "What are you going to do? We are going to eat soon. After that we have to go to the village. Don't miss our business."
"Got it." Zhao Luoyang responded and ran out. Now her mother was much more enthusiastic about going to the village than she was. When they were dealing with bandits yesterday, her mother and Widow Xie were still saying that the looms were not enough and they should add more.
Looms and hands.
Shi Jiu said: "Go to Mr. Song's house?"
"Well," Zhao Luoyang said, "it's better to leave this piece of paper with Mr. Second Grandpa, who can also help look after it."
Shi Jiu said: "It's okay, let your husband be prepared, so that you won't catch him off guard by suddenly talking about it."
Suddenly talking about making farm tools would take at least a few days of discussion. If Zhao Luoyang took out the drawings all at once, everyone would be suspicious. It would be different if he threw the drawings at Mr. Song's place.
Anyway, the pot on Mr. Song's back is already big enough, and it won't be a problem if he carries more.
Zhao Luoyang entered the room and bowed politely to his husband.
This is indispensable. No matter how noisy you are on weekdays, you must always keep the respect for teachers in mind.
After the rules were over, Mr. Song's face darkened. The only thing his young apprentice had in common with his previous disciples was this bow.
Other than that...it's completely different.
In the past, he was the one who made trouble for his disciples, but now it is his disciples who are making trouble for him.
"Sir," Zhao Luoyang said, "I told you about farm tools before. I have had some thoughts recently and wrote them down on paper. I will leave the paper with you first and I will fill it in when I think of something."
A few pieces of paper were pushed over like this.
Mr. Song said: "You are young and have never worked in the fields. What farm tools do you know?"
Zhao Luoyang nodded honestly: "So, I still have to make a decision, sir."
He looked like he was being taught, which made Mr. Song feel quite comfortable.
Mr. Song continued: "The incident with the bandits is over, what are you going to do?"
"The Chinese New Year is coming in less than half a month," Zhao Luoyang said. "It's time to take a break. Sir, don't be too anxious. It's not too late to think about many things after the Chinese New Year."
He said it very relaxedly, as if he was about to take a rest.
Mr. Song wanted to reprimand him a few words, but after thinking about it, this period of time was really not easy, so he waved his hand: "Go!"
Before Zhao Luoyang left, Mr. Song handed her two books: "Don't forget to read."
After Zhao Luoyang left, Mr. Song took a sip of tea and looked at what his apprentice had written. He opened the piece of paper and scrawled a few words on it, and drew a very ugly picture.
Mr. Song didn't pay attention at first, he chuckled and shook his head, but the further he looked down... his brows furrowed, and at the end he put down the tea in his hand and concentrated on thinking.
Half an hour passed in silence.
Only then did Mr. Song raise his head. This was not nonsense. He had really drawn a lot of farm tools and memorized land selection and planting methods.
What did he say? She is young, what kind of farm tools does she know?
Yes, what kind of farm tools do you know? So you sent these to his house and wanted to get them out of his hands, right? In this way, no one outside would question or speculate.
By the way, he had to look at this broken picture and calculate another accurate drawing so that Zhao Xueyi could do it.
The little fox calculates clearly and divides his work clearly.
I didn't even explain to him how I came up with this picture or how it came about.
There were so many doubts about the little fox that he didn't bother to ask, so he just threw it out of the water.
What kind of thing did he accept for himself as a closed disciple?
Mr. Song was so angry that he slapped the paper on the table. He shouldn't have read it, so he wouldn't have to pay attention to this scammer.
But after a moment, Mr. Song couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.
Do those things really work?
It can be done with just a few modifications, and is it easy to use?
Mr. Song felt a prick in his heart.
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After the sixteen households had eaten, they drove donkey carts to the village as usual.
Everyone looked happy, as if nothing had happened.
As soon as Zhao Luoyang jumped off the donkey cart, Bai Yuying ran over and grabbed her: "I heard that bandits entered your village? It scared everyone. The patriarch said that he would take you there when you come. She wants to