Bu Fan frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about Zhou Mingzhu's words.
"The king of heaven overshadows the tigers of the earth?"
Zhou Mingzhu kept looking at Bu Fan's face, and saw that the look of confusion on Bu Fan's face became a little more intense, and it didn't look like he was faking it.
Zhou Mingzhu was confused.
"One to one makes one, one to two makes two?"
"Smecta?"
"hello?"
Zhou Mingzhu asked several questions in succession.
"Mingzhu, are you still ill? Why are you saying such incomprehensible words? Do you need me to check on you again?" Bu Fan asked kindly, frowning.
"Village Chief, I'm fine!"
Zhou Mingzhu was startled, realized something, and shook her head violently.
"Are you really okay?" Bu Fan asked confused.
"It's okay, look at how strong I am!" Zhou Mingzhu patted her chest, looking like a man.
"That's not called strong, it's called puffy. It's not good for your health!" Bu Fan said kindly.
"Don't worry, I'm exercising to lose weight now!" Zhou Mingzhu said confidently.
"That's good. If nothing happens, I'll go to private school!" Bu Fan nodded.
"Village chief, wait, I have another question?" Zhou Mingzhu hurriedly called Bu Fan.
"Oh? Is there anything else?" Bu Fan asked curiously.
"Um...how do you know about blackboards and chalk?" Zhou Mingzhu bit her silver teeth and asked.
"That's what you're asking about. It's a coincidence!"
Bu Fan sighed, "You also know how difficult it is for children in the village to learn to read, especially pen, ink, paper and inkstones. How can ordinary people afford it?"
Zhou Mingzhu nodded in agreement.
“So, I was thinking about what could replace pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and I saw Tie Dan from Uncle Li’s house using charcoal to draw on the ground.
I think it's good to use charcoal, but writing on charcoal is fine, but it's hard to wipe clean.
Later, I thought about many ways, and finally found that by grinding gypsum into powder and adding some water, the result would be very good for writing.
In order to make it easier for the children to write in the future, I made it look like a small stick.
And this blackboard is because the chalk is white, and the words written on the black board will be clearer and easier to erase."
Bu Fan said it simply, but Zhou Mingzhu couldn't help but feel sad, and a figure who worked hard for her children appeared in her mind.
"Village Chief, you are so awesome. Did you know that your ideas are at least five thousand years ahead of the ancients." Zhou Mingzhu gave a thumbs up and praised.
"Niu Cha? Mingzhu, what are you talking about that you don't understand?" Bu Fan frowned.
Zhou Mingzhu immediately covered her mouth and said, "Village Chief, I made a mistake. What I just meant was that you were very powerful!"
"Forget it, it's almost time, I should go back to the private school!" Bu Fan shook his head.
"Village Chief, if I ask you something again, do you suspect that I have been possessed by something?" Zhou Mingzhu said with some guilt.
"Why?" Bu Fan asked.
"Isn't my... temperament different from before?" Zhou Mingzhu hesitated.
"Then do you think you are?" Bu Fan asked again.
"Of course not. I couldn't figure it out before, but now I figure it out. Men are like big pig's hoofs, which will only affect the speed at which I can draw my sword!"
Zhou Mingzhu put her hands on her hips and said proudly.
Bu Fan: "..."
"Village Chief, that's not what I meant. No, I didn't say you were a big pig's trotter, and that's not right either.
I mean, I figured it out, men will betray you because of other things, but family members who love you will not!" Zhou Mingzhu explained quickly.
"Okay, okay, you don't need to explain, I understand what you mean, Liu An is not a good man, just you can figure it out!" Bu Fan said with an elegant smile.
"You can rest assured that I am a scholar and I never believe in ghosts and gods!"
Zhou Mingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, but Bu Fan's next words immediately made her tense.
"However, in your case..."
Bu Fan paused and looked at Zhou Mingzhu carefully.
Zhou Mingzhu's body stiffened and she swallowed.
It's over.
It's over.
This time it's going to be a dead end.
"However, your situation is probably caused by the oppression you suffered from the Liu family before. Do you need me to prescribe you some soothing medicine?"
Zhou Mingzhu secretly wiped away cold sweat.
Village chief, can't you finish your sentence at once?
She was so scared that she peed just now, okay?
But when she thought of those dark, bitter medicines, Zhou Mingzhu immediately shook her head and said, "Village Chief, there is no need to prescribe medicines. I have something else to do. Can I leave first?"
With that said, Zhou Mingzhu slipped away like a round ball.
Bu Fan couldn't help but laugh.
"Odds and evens remain unchanged, the king of heaven covers the tigers of the earth, Smecta, what are these, I am still a beautiful butterfly!"
Shaking his head, he got on the back of the little white donkey and headed towards the private school.
[You change a top villager, reward: Hunyuan Baojing]
[Hunyuan Baojing: an innate defense treasure, bred by the vitality of heaven and earth, with extremely strong defense]
Innate defense treasure.
This reward is good.
…
A few more days passed.
Since Song Leizi got close to Tofu Xishi in town, he often gave him tofu in the afternoon.
Although tofu is delicious and tender, it will make you tired if you eat too much, but Song Laizi still enjoys it.
"Village Chief, did you know that Zhou Mingzhu's family has recently started a small business, and his two brothers have not gone to the town dock to unload goods."
Song Leizi sat under the peach tree with his legs crossed and said.
"Oh? What kind of business are you doing?" Bu Fan held the book in his hand and raised his eyes.
"I heard that pig offal is made into some kind of skewers, but I don't understand. It's just skewering the pig offal into skewers, boiling it into a pot, and selling it in the town."
Song Laizi clicked his tongue and said, "Village chief, tell me where I can eat that thing. It smells weird."
Bu Fan smiled.
The pig's guts are the pig's internal organs and intestines.
Once this thing is processed, it is indeed a delicious food.
"The Zhou family also loves Zhou Mingzhu. They will do whatever Zhou Mingzhu tells them to do!" Song Laizi sighed.
"Maybe Zhou Laogen's family was worried about Zhou Mingzhu and couldn't think about it, so they let her go!" Bu Fan smiled and continued to read with his head down.
"You can't get used to it. I don't have to think about it now. No one eats that stuff!" Song Laizi complained.
Bu Fan raised his eyes and glanced at Song Leizi, who had a look of disgust on his face.
He didn't say anything and continued to read with his head down.
…
In fact, Song Lezi was not the only one who had this idea.
Even many villagers in the village didn't think Zhou Laogen's business could be done.
Is this even necessary to ask?
What is the pig going into the water?
That stuff smells weird.
Especially the intestines.
No matter how I wash it, it still smells like pus.
Don't ask them how they know.
Some villagers even sighed for Zhou Laogen's family, wondering how they could give birth to a prodigal daughter like Zhou Mingzhu.
It was not enough to commit suicide before, but now he has come up with some kind of incense stick.
From now on, Zhou Laogen's family will suffer.
first day.
Zhou Laogen's business was just as the villagers thought, and he didn't sell any of it at all.
Some villagers began to persuade Zhou Laogen not to engage in this pig business.
"Uncle Lao Gen, how can people in this town eat pig waste?"
"Yes, even we will not touch this thing unless we really have no food to eat. How about you learn from Li Er's family and sell braised pig's feet?"
Listen to the discussions of the surrounding villagers.
If Zhou Mingzhu hadn't stopped him, Zhou Laogen and his family would have argued with the villagers.