Chapter 615 You are really being taken advantage of
"Master Fang, don't be surprised. Song Laizi always talks like this. Are you asking about our fish farming in rice fields?"
Wang Changgui glared at Song Lezi fiercely, having already scolded Song Lezi a hundred times in his heart.
I usually just let it go, but now I dare to talk nonsense in front of the county magistrate.
Song Laizi blinked his eyes innocently. He couldn't understand why the old village chief was staring at him. Could it be that he had become more handsome?
“Can fish be raised in this rice field?”
Fang Cheng suddenly became interested.
He has seen people raising fish in ponds, but he has never seen people raising fish in rice fields.
"Yes, sir, when it comes to raising fish in rice fields, it's all thanks to the village chief!" Wang Changgui cupped his hand.
"It turns out it's sir!" Fang Cheng said respectfully: "Only sir can come up with a good way to raise fish in rice fields!"
Bu Fan slowly shook his head.
How could he not know that Fang Cheng was complimenting him.
However, he also understood Wang Changgui's intention, which was to show him his face in front of Fang Cheng.
After all, Fang Cheng is also a local magistrate, and being taken seriously by the magistrate will be of great help to scholars.
But he doesn't need it.
"Master Fang, you have misunderstood. The fish farming in the rice fields is not my fault, but someone else's!"
Bu Fan did not hide anything and told the story of raising fish in rice fields in detail.
"It turns out to be that girl!" Fang Cheng suddenly realized.
"Sir, do you know Mingzhu?" Bu Fan said with a smile.
"Natural recognition!"
Fang Cheng smiled modestly.
Speaking of Zhou Mingzhu, he admired her from the bottom of his heart.
The owner of Comfort Home Soap.
Later, I got many ladies and ladies in the county to collaborate on a chicken game, and other ladies also participated in it.
Nowadays, Naken Daji's business in the county is booming.
"However, without your support, sir, this rice field fish farming may not be successful!" Fang Cheng complimented.
Bu Fan shrugged, noncommittal.
A good recipe never lacks supporters.
…
"Sir, I have a heartfelt invitation for my late birthday!"
Looking at the buckets of fish on the shore, Fang Cheng casually grabbed one. It was plump and heavy, and he suddenly had an idea in his heart.
"Is it fish farming in rice fields?"
Bu Fan had already seen what Fang Cheng was thinking.
"Yes, sir, this method of raising fish in rice fields is a good method. Once popularized throughout the world, millions of people will benefit from it." Fang Cheng said with a cupped hand.
"This rice field fish farming was Mingzhu's idea. If you want to popularize this rice field fish farming, you'd better ask her for her opinion." Bu Fan shook his head.
"Wan Sheng understands!" Fang Cheng saluted with his hands raised.
Wang Changgui and others sighed inwardly. They obviously had such a good opportunity to claim credit in front of the county magistrate, but they gave up such a good opportunity to Mingzhu.
Although it is true that fish farming in rice fields is what Mingzhu thought, it is a great achievement to know that fish farming in rice fields is not only popularized in the whole country, but also in the county.
Even if you don't say it's your own fault, there's no reason to extrapolate it.
Replace them with them.
to be honest.
They really can't be as selfless as Bu Fan.
But in Fang Cheng's opinion, what Bu Fan did was worthy of being considered a great scholar of the world.
…
after.
Bu Fan led Fang Cheng to visit the private school, followed by Wang Changgui and a group of clan leaders.
Fang Cheng found the teaching methods of the private school very novel, including the Go room, the Yaoqin room, the painting room, and the library.
During normal holidays, there would be many people in the Go room and the library.
But today, everyone went home to help catch fish.
"No wonder my husband can teach so many outstanding disciples, Wan Sheng admires me!"
Looking at the rows of neat shelves with books on them, Fang Cheng cupped his hands.
"You're welcome!!" Bu Fan smiled lightly.
Later, Bu Fan invited Fang Cheng to his home as a guest.
Fang Cheng naturally would not give up the opportunity to talk to a hermit scholar and readily accepted it.
Wang Changgui and the clan leaders knew that Fang Cheng's purpose of coming was for Bu Fan, so they said goodbye and left with a wink.
…
Fang Cheng stayed in the village for almost two hours before leaving.
Fang Cheng benefited a lot from these two hours, and before leaving, he even gave Bu Fan a teacher-student ceremony.
The carriage slowly drove out of the village.
Fang Cheng closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The thoughts he had while talking to Bu Fan echoed in his mind.
I always feel that I have grasped something vaguely, but something is missing.
It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of me.
Finally, Fang Cheng couldn't help but sigh.
He knew exactly what he felt just now.
"By the way, Zhang Long, didn't you say you wanted to compete with that Song Leizi? What will be the result?"
Fang Cheng remembered that Zhang Long had said that he wanted to compete with Song Leizi in martial arts, and he didn't know what the result would be.
"I lost!" Zhang Long said after a moment of silence.
"It seems that Song Leizi's martial arts is really good?" Fang Cheng was a little surprised.
"It's more than impressive, sir. You don't know something. That Song Leizi is far stronger than me. I can barely support three moves in his hands!" Zhang Long tightened his grip on the reins and said with a bitter smile.
Three moves?
Fang Cheng was completely shocked.
He knew Zhang Long's strength well. He was a master among martial artists, but such a master was defeated?
"Have you ever asked him where he studied?"
Fang Cheng had some thoughts and wanted to recruit Song Leizi to work in the Yamen.
"I asked, and he said that his martial arts was taught by Mr. Bu!" Zhang Long answered honestly.
"That gentleman?" Fang Cheng was surprised.
"That's right, Song Leizi said that Mr. Bu's martial arts skills are extremely high. Even with his strength, he can't even touch the corner of that gentleman's clothes!"
Zhang Long could no longer imagine how strong Mr. Bu's martial arts skills were.
In the carriage, Fang Cheng fell silent.
That gentleman is not only a hermit and a great scholar, but also a martial arts master?!
…
at the same time.
Under the peach tree.
Bu Fan held the book and leaned leisurely on the bamboo chair, looking at Song Leizi who was eating fruit with his legs crossed and asked, "What did you and Zhao Long do just now?"
"It's nothing, it's just that Zhao Long wanted to compete with me in martial arts, so I had a fight with him outside!" Song Leizi said without caring.
"Then who won?" Bu Fan became a little interested.
"Hee hee, it's me! That Zhang Long is very good at cooking. I knocked him down after two or three blows." Song Laizi clicked his tongue and said, "You are so addicted to food, I knocked him down several times."
"Oh, being invincible is so lonely!" Song Leizi couldn't help but sigh.
Bu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.
He knew who Song Leizi learned these words from without asking.
However, he was not surprised by Song Lezi's strength.
Song Leizi is still very talented in martial arts.
Moreover, he often came to him to ask for some tonics to strengthen his body. His strength was probably at the level of a first-class master, and ordinary people were no match for Song Laizi.
"Well, if you feel lonely, you can practice with me!" Bu Fan glanced at Song Laizi.
"Village Chief, you better spare me. I'm arguing with you because I'm just having an itchy skin. I'm looking for abuse!" Song Laizi trembled and shook his head hurriedly.
Bu Fan smiled and shook his head, ignored Song Lezi, and opened his friend's messages.
[Your friend Song Xiaochun wields a sword...]
After reading half of it, I went straight to the next one.
[Your friend Han Gang is practicing in seclusion]
It seems that as long as Han Gang doesn't wander around, he's pretty safe.
[Your friend Dani successfully transformed into a mortal]