Feng Yong had no experience in raising maggots, and he didn't even understand the complete process. He could only do experiments based on fragments of what he knew in his previous life and his own inferences.
Raising earthworms is much simpler for Feng Yong. Earthworms like fertile land, or they can turn less fertile land into fertile land, which is a good thing.
People in the Three Kingdoms already have a vague concept of land fertility. They have already adopted the practice of rotating cultivation to rest the land and restore its fertility. They even have the practice of digging weeds into the ground to make fertilizer. But the most direct way to restore land fertility is
It is spreading farmyard manure on the ground, but no one has thought of this yet.
For example, in the Feng family's village, people defecate everywhere and there are cow dung everywhere on the road. There has never been a concept of centralized treatment. This made Feng Yong feel disgusting at first, and now he feels it is wasteful.
Cow dung, leaves or straw are chopped into pieces, then mixed with soil in a certain proportion and fermented. It is the best thing for raising earthworms and is also a good thing for fertilizing the land. From now on, the housekeeper must pay attention to the matter of farmyard manure.
Feng Yong thought while writing down the idea of raising maggots and earthworms on the bamboo slips.
He raised his head and looked at Yaomei, who was standing aside waiting to serve, and saw her big black eyes full of admiration. Even her breathing was much lighter than usual, for fear of disturbing Feng Yong who was writing.
"Can you read?"
Shake his head.
"Want to learn how to read?"
He hesitated and shook his head.
"Do you know what this is called?" Feng Yong shook the pen in his hand.
"Pen."
The voice is very soft.
"What about this?"
Shake the bamboo slip again.
"Bamboo pieces?"
Clearly doubtful.
"This is called bamboo slips. What is this called?"
"Paper. I have one at home. It was brought back by Aweng."
I'll go! It seems that Chou Er's statement about taking that piece of paper back as an offering is really not nonsense.
Feng Yong thought to himself, and at the same time shook the pen in his hand, and asked again, "What is this called?"
"Pen."
"what about this?"
"Bamboo Slips."
"what about this?"
"Paper."
"Do you want to learn how to read?"
Nodding, then suddenly thought of something, she shook her head again in panic. Seeing Feng Yong's meaningful smile again, Yaomei quickly lowered her head and said in a voice like a mosquito, "My maid dare not..."
"Go to Uncle Zhao and ask for a sandbox and branches. Just say it was my order."
Reading and literacy have been the privilege of nobles since ancient times. Later, it gradually became popular among some ordinary landowners. As for ordinary people, reading and literacy has never been included in the scope.
Those so-called children from poor families mentioned in later generations at least carry the word "family". A poor family is also a family, and at least they have the qualifications to study. As for ordinary people, they are called Qianshou, and they have never been regarded as complete people, at least not until the Three Kingdoms.
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On the one hand, there is no qualification to study and no capital to study. On the other hand, teaching Mongolian children to read was a big problem in ancient times. Only Mongolian children can be made to recite it repeatedly, and only if the children have mastered enough
The rhyme can only be matched by words, and the last step is to "start talking", and "starting to talk" means talking about the meaning of the article.
This method is extremely inefficient. It not only requires a lot of resources, but also requires a lot of time and energy. It is impossible for ordinary people to afford it.
Even for many families who have the means to study, when their children reach the age of ten, the most important thing is not literacy, but learning a life skill.
Whether it is the most humble business, a craft, or managing a farm, you can only learn a life skill so that when you get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, you will have the skill to support yourself, your wife and children.
Therefore, in this era, literacy and reading are discussed separately. Children from wealthy families may be able to write a certain number of words, may recognize most of the words, and may even be able to write a letter that can be understood by others.
Letters from home, but if you want to write an article, most people may not be able to do it. This is literacy, but they are already considered scholars.
And those who are truly qualified and capable of further study are not all capable enough to continue studying. Because some are not smart enough, or some do not have the talent to study, they will be eliminated again.
The rest are the most elite type of people. So, this is why the ancients regarded reading as a sacred thing. Those who can read their own opinions through reading are indeed considered the smartest people. As for
Writing a biography and writing a book is already called lasting fame.
Before and after the founding of New China, the illiteracy rate was more than 80%. By 2000, it was only less than 7%. Among them, night school literacy played an important role. When Feng Yongqian was in elementary school, in the classroom closest to the school gate, he still had a
There is a sign for night school literacy.
There is one factor that cannot be ignored in the success of literacy, and that is Hanyu Pinyin. This thing that was originally used to eliminate Chinese characters ended up becoming a major contributor to the popularization of Chinese. It cannot but be said to be a great irony.
But it has to be admitted that Chinese Pinyin is a great improvement over the previous Chinese characters that could only be notated using straight characters or inverted characters. And Feng Yong now has this killer weapon, although the ancient and modern pronunciations are not exactly the same.
But the usage of pinyin is the same.
Teaching Yaomei to read was just a sudden idea and a temporary interest. Feng Yong wanted to know whether using the Chinese Pinyin method to teach people to read and read would be faster than the methods of this era. As for Yaomei, can she learn it herself?
How much depends on her own talent.
Knowing that Feng Yong wanted the sand table to teach Yaomei how to read, the housekeeper's eyes changed when he looked at Yaomei. He didn't know what this reminded him of, but he nodded and praised: "This Yaomei looks really good."
We are so lucky to be able to attract the attention of our Lord. If there are really many literate people in the house, others will think highly of us. From then on, the Feng family has really become a heirloom of farming and reading, and it is not in vain that the Lord has worked so hard to gain it.
everything."
Feng Yong couldn't answer this, but he couldn't directly deny what the housekeeper said, so he could only nod his head, "Uncle Zhao is here just in time. There is another thing about raising chickens that Uncle Zhao needs to worry about."
At that moment, we talked about the accumulation of cow dung, and specifically said that from now on, both humans and animals will be dealt with in this way.
After Butler Zhao heard this, he looked at Feng Yong with a very strange look. If it weren't for the cover-up of the saying "Zhuji Wengzhi", he would have thought that Feng Yong was insane again.
If Jincheng exists as the only center of the Shu Han Dynasty, then there are two centers in Jincheng City, one is the nominal center, the Imperial Palace, and the other is the actual center, the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In the prime minister's house, Zhuge Liang was sitting on his knees in front of the desk, meticulously reviewing the documents in his hand. The forty-two-year-old man had a thin and handsome face, a calm and confident demeanor, and his sharp eyes swept away the bamboo slips on the desk.
After that, he "swished" his right hand and wrote down his own opinions, then rolled it up, put it aside, and then picked up the bamboo slip on the other side... He glanced ten lines at a time, without pausing, and there was almost no hesitation.
Ma Di hurriedly came in holding a scroll of letters, looking a little worried, and said anxiously to Zhuge Liang sitting on the seat: "Prime Minister, urgent report from Nanzhong!"
Zhuge Liang said "hmm" and pointed to the side. He lowered his head to review the bamboo slips and said, "Put it here and look at it after I finish reviewing the document."
"Prime Minister, should you read the urgent report from Nanzhong first?" Although Ma Di put the bamboo slips away as instructed, he persuaded him, "Nanzhong has rebelled!"
"Nanzhong has been dissatisfied for a long time, and Soochow has newly acquired the land of Jingzhou, so it is bound to have a desire to spy on Shu. Now that the late emperor has passed away, and the master is young, if Soochow colludes with Nanzhong, Nanzhong will rebel. What's so strange about it?
?" Zhuge Liang said, without stopping his hands, he put the approved bamboo slips aside, then raised his head and said calmly.
Ma Su was startled. These words seemed familiar. Did someone seem to have said similar words a few days ago?
"But Prime Minister, if the rebellion in Nanzhong is related to Soochow, then Soochow will definitely take action. Cao Wei is powerful in the north, and they will seize the opportunity to invade. Sichuan is surrounded by enemies on three sides. What should we do then?"
After hearing this, Zhuge Liang's movements stopped and he sighed softly, "Yes, since the death of the late emperor, I have been thinking about what to do if the emperor is attacked on three sides."