Farmer of Shu Han

Wu Ming didn't know whether his ancestors had accumulated virtue, but he knew that he must have accumulated virtue.

Wasn't he able to get those few pages of medical books because of his own kindness when he was in prison?

As for the contents of governing people that were burned, it seems that it is God's will now. If you really get an official position, you can't go back and reward your mother-in-law.

Today's Wu Ming specially wore a brand new dress, holding the toolbox that Feng Yong asked to make for him, and was waiting in front of the pigsty.

Hearing Feng Yong's question, he quickly bowed and replied, "Back to Feng Langjun, except for the two who died, the remaining villains have been seen one by one. The wounds are all in good condition and have not deteriorated."

"That's good."

Feng Yong nodded in satisfaction, castrated more than 30 cats in a row, and only two died. This skill is already very good. Even in later generations, there will be times when you miss, so you can't force too much.

He looked at the few half-children standing behind Wu Ming. There were Han and Hu, all aged between thirteen and fourteen, and they were all children picked from families who had not been naturalized.

"If you follow Master Wu, you must study hard. This is a good craft. Master Wu is willing to teach you, that is your blessing. If you learn it carefully, it will be of great use in the future."

Feng Yong looked at the boys who were only three or four years younger than himself, but he spoke earnestly like an elder, "This is your best chance. If you really learn well, not only will your family members be naturalized, but you can also learn to read in school. There is nothing better in the world than studying for a year."

Those who speak forcefully pretend to be old-fashioned, but those who listen take it for granted.

After hearing this, the middle-aged man had an extremely excited expression on his face, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Feng Yong.

There is no way, even in later generations, this age is also the age that most likes to chase stars.

What's more, Feng Tubie's halo enveloped the entire textile workshop.

The textile workshop is the most sacred place in the eyes of all adults and children in Nanxiang County, and everyone is proud to enter the hall.

They are already a little over-aged. It stands to reason that if they are over fourteen years old, they will basically lose their qualifications to enter the church-the labor force is too scarce. Fifteen years old is considered a small mouth, and even in many places, thirteen years old is already a A complete labor.

Even they themselves know that when they reach fifteen, they are already the pillars of the family - the pillars of the family mean that they have to think of ways to support the family.

But if the lord let them enter the school, it would be different. Not only food, but also the clothes they wear are covered in the school. Even if they only stay there for a year, they will be superior to others when they come out.

After Feng Yong finished speaking, he looked at Wu Ming again, "Master Wu, how are these children doing these days? Didn't they bother you?"

Wu Ming waved his hands again and again, his face full of panic, "I can't be called Feng Langjun as a master. These children will be regarded as the seeds of reading in the future. Being able to teach them such a thing, the villain is really a virtue accumulated by the ancestors... ..."

With my little skill, I'm afraid I can't even count as a cheap career, right? Feng Langjun liked it, it was his luck.

"Don't say such things, I have said before that there are not so many rules here. From now on, all craftsmen with skills like you will be called masters, so that it will show that your skills are very good."

Feng Yong's face was serious, "I don't care what happens outside, but I have the final say on this textile workshop, and outsiders can't control it here."

As he spoke, he glanced at Fan Ah and his disciples and grandchildren who had come to watch the excitement, and his tone became more serious.

"I'm going to put the words here today. If you really can do your craft well, you can castrate these dolphins like capons, and then teach these children well. The official letter in my hand, There must be one for you."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Ming knelt down on both legs, and his voice was a little choked, "Please rest assured, my lord, even if the villain is desperate, he will do this well."

Alright, let's just call him Master.

Feng Yong's words were heard in the ears of Fan A and others, causing a commotion on the spot.

Someone looked at Jiang Wan who was beside Feng Yong, but saw that his face was not the slightest bit unhappy, but was looking at all this with interest.

Yizhou Diannong School Wei You Sima has already decided that it is Li Yi.

As long as he returns to Jincheng to report back to His Majesty and the Prime Minister, the appointment will be considered effective.

As Li Yi's identity as the right Sima, Wu Ming's identity cannot be on par with Li Yi's, so he can't be the left Sima, and the rest are the four Caos.

But the four Caos under Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei were just the prime minister's temporary idea. To put it bluntly, these four positions were for Feng Mingwen.

Feng Mingwen, the Yizhou Diannong school lieutenant, has no rights. What else can the four Caos under his name do besides help Feng Mingwen?

In other words, these four Cao not only have to do things, but also have no authority at hand. At most, they are given a background.

This is an opportunity to give the people around Feng Yong a status, so that he can win people's hearts, which is a small benefit.

After all, logically, Feng Yong's contribution is not small, and the reward should be given.

But he is not very old, and the reward is too high all of a sudden, and he is suspected of killing him. Giving him some other rights is also a kind of compensation for the reward.

That's why Jiang Wan didn't care who Feng Yong gave the positions of the four Caos.

Unexpectedly, the local turtle didn't play cards according to common sense, and gave Wu Ming such a place so easily, which really surprised and greatly interested Jiang Wan.

This Feng Mingwen was called Feng Manzi, and there was really a reason for it.

Textile workshops are self-contained, and there is no distinction between good and low ones, but only good and bad ones.

But his unreasonable situation makes people speechless—the textile workshop is now the only one owned by a big man, and he created it all by himself. Before it appeared, no one would Know what it should look like.

But it is too important to the big man, and it involves too many interests in all aspects.

Everything in the textile workshop, except Feng Mingwen, was what Feng Mingwen said before someone else could figure out the way inside.

What he says is the rule.

Jiang Wan has been in Nanxiang for so long, and the questions he asked Feng Yong were all things that he couldn't understand, but he didn't comment on the things in the textile workshop, no matter whether he thought it was right or wrong.

All he has to do is to see everything here in as much detail as possible, and report to the prime minister after returning to Jincheng.

The rest is up to the prime minister to judge.

Therefore, although what Feng Yong said just now was a bit excessive, Jiang Wan just pretended not to hear it.

Fan Ah saw that Jiang Wan just stood aside and watched without speaking. Although he had expected it, he was still quite surprised.

Not speaking means that he agrees with what Feng Langjun said and did, at least he will not object.

So, this Wu Ming is really about to stand up?

Fan Ah recalled how enthusiastic Feng Yong was towards him when he first came, and even proposed to pick out some gifted children from the school and ask him to bring them to collect herbs to identify them, but he actually refused on the spot. ...

Doesn't it mean that he also rejected a great opportunity?

Even if he is old, as long as he agrees to Feng Langjun's request, and then opens his mouth with the cheek to introduce his most talented descendant, will Feng Langjun refuse?

Fan Ah looked at the disciples around him who were looking at Wu Ming with fiery eyes, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

I'm old, I'm old, I'm timid, I was scared out of my wits by that thief...

This Feng Mingwen asked the angel to see Nanxiang thoroughly these days, which shows that he is calm in his heart, that is to say, he may have thought wrong at the beginning.

"Okay, don't look like this. Are you sure you can castrate this porpoise today?"

Feng Yong personally pulled Wu Ming up and asked a question.

Wu Ming's body was still swaying, and his eye circles were a little red, probably because he hadn't calmed down yet, so he smiled embarrassingly after listening to Feng Yong's words.

"Back to Feng Lang... to the master, the villain dare not lie to the master. This job, when the villain was in Nanzhong, he also changed a few mountain porpoise cubs with Orion to practice, but, it was only the few mountain porpoise cubs later on. Only one survived."

"Although it is clearly drawn in the master's book, the villain can't guarantee it. I'm afraid..."

Speaking of this, Wu Ming hesitated.

"What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid."

Feng Yong saw that Wu Ming was a little flinching, so he quickly cheered him up, and pointed to the pigsty, "I've already planned to train you for all the piglets here. What are you afraid of if a few die? Ten dead I'm not afraid of a few or dozens of them."

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Wan again, and said, "If you don't believe me, just take a look at it. This is an angel sent by the imperial court. I said the same thing at breakfast today. If you don't believe me, just ask."

Anyway, Jiang Wan, an old man, hangs around in the textile workshop every day, eating and living for nothing, and at this time, using his identity as a tiger skin can be regarded as a use value.

Besides, he is even interested in manure retting, so what is it to prove to a barrow?

Feng Yong is not afraid that he will lose face.

In front of Feng Yong, Jiang Wan talked about etiquette at the beginning, but after a long time, he could see clearly the nature of the local turtle, and he was never polite in front of him.

At this time, it was to give him face, so he smiled and nodded immediately, looking like an elder, "Yes, Captain Feng did say that. Master Wu, you can do it boldly, even if the dolphin is dead, take it directly to the cafeteria Cooking meat is just a reward for everyone."

This old man, I also said the last words, steal my lines!

Hearing the angels call him master, doesn't this show that the court recognized the lord's statement?

Wu Ming's eye circles started to turn red again, and even taking advantage of others not paying attention, he wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand, blushed and loudly assured Feng Yong.

The basic meaning is that he has been with pigs all his life, and he will definitely do the job well, and will not disappoint the expectations of the lord.

"All right, all right. Hurry to work, hurry to work."

Hearing this, Feng Yong hurriedly urged.

You are a barrow, even if you don't want to fight with pigs, when you deal with those piglets later, let's see how other sows fight you!

Jiang Wan had a strange expression on the side, and he didn't know whether he was holding back a smile or felt that this matter was too ridiculous.

After hearing this, Wu Ming quickly nodded in agreement, turned around and greeted the boys behind him to start preparations.

It can be seen that Wu Ming has prepared for today's event.

Needless to say the tools, what rope, hot water and other things have already been prepared.

"I seem to have Li pepper in the hot water, why is that?"

Wu Ming led the people into the pigsty. Jiang Wan looked at the kid following him holding a pot of hot water with something soaking in it. After careful inspection, he realized that it was Li Jiao.

Those who are Lijiao are Zanthoxylum bungeanum.

"Sterilize."

Feng Yong said casually.

Jiang Wan didn't expect Feng Yong to know, but he never expected to get an answer, so he couldn't help but look at him strangely, "You know this too? Also, what does disinfection mean?"

"I'm guessing and talking nonsense." Feng Yong coughed dryly, without changing his face, "Sterilization is what my teacher said, it is to prevent wounds from suppurating."

"Hua Tuo's medical skills are famous all over the world. Putting Li peppers in the water to boil, I think there must be a reason. How can you guess?"

Jiang Wan glanced at Feng Yong with some contempt, lifted his robe, and followed into the pigsty.

It seems that not only did he retting the manure, but he also had to watch the barrows clearly.

What's the point of a barrow?

When I was a child, I watched a lot after school. Not far from the school, there was a market spontaneously formed in the countryside. On the days when the lunar calendar ends with 258, the villagers around will come here to trade with their own things.

This is commonly known as the market.

At the corner of the market, there is an abandoned cattle pen, and every market day, a barrow and capon maker will appear.

Feng Yong also squatted there curiously to look at it.

The barrow had a pair of extremely nimble hands, and a very sharp knife.

First fix the little piglet, then sterilize it, and finally cut it with a knife...

Amidst the piercing cry of the little piggy, the two little eggs just fell into his hands.

If it is a capon, it has changed to another set of more complicated tools, one of which has a thin silver wire on it.

First, I used a knife to make a cut on the side of the cock's ribs, and then stretched the wound open. I don't know how to do it. Anyway, I watched the tool go in through the wound, and the thin silver wire on it pulled a few times, and then Just take out the little egg...

At that time, I wondered where the cut off eggs would end up. Later, some friends really asked, and the old man didn’t know whether he was teasing us or answered seriously: "Take it home and fry it..."

I was ignorant when I was a child, but when I grow up, think about it, I was able to watch this scene without changing my face and even with great interest, how big my heart is!

Anyway, when I grew up and thought of that scene, I always felt a cool feeling down there.

Feng Yong wasn't interested in following in to see it, let alone hearing the shrill and desperate cry of Little Piggy, so he walked out right away.

It is human nature to watch new things and liven things up. With Jiang Wan taking the lead, the people inside can watch Wu Ming's performance with peace of mind.

Just thinking about what that new suit would look like in the end, Feng Yong couldn't help but chuckle.

But thinking about Wu Ming wearing new clothes on purpose, isn't it just for the moment when he looks good today?

It doesn't matter if you don't have experience, if you do a lot, you will have experience. Feng Tubie doesn't intend to mention anything. The experience he summed up is the most profound.

Besides, he didn't understand this at first, and if he talked too much, it would tie Wu Ming's hands and feet instead.

On this point, Feng Yong's attitude towards Wu Ming is somewhat consistent with Jiang Wan's attitude towards the textile workshop.

"Feng Langjun is here alone, what are you thinking?"

Standing outside alone, Feng Yong suddenly heard a voice behind him asking.

It turned out that Fan Ah noticed that Feng Yong came out alone, and immediately followed him quietly.