44. Chapter 44: Exploring where to go in confusion (third update)

Author: Farmer's One Pot

Chapter 44: Exploring where to go if confused (Third update)

"Yi Chang! I'm waiting for the class to get up to speed. Do you still have an empty account book? Give us one."

The four officials studied for a moment, and Li Zhixian asked for the account books with an embarrassed smile.

"Yes, they are all bound on good paper. It takes a lot of time to draw this grid."

Li Chang looked as if this was indeed the case and turned around to get an empty account book.

Li Zhixian and others realized this again. There are experts in other villages, but they still need help to look after the accounts?

How can the accounts be kept in this way? I have learned it, I have learned it, and I will send it back to the superiors.

The paper used in the account books is indeed good paper and does not rot easily. I bought it in Xuancheng.

One advantage of living here is that pens, ink, paper and inkstones are cheap and of good quality.

Hui brush, Hui ink, She inkstone, rice paper.

If you buy it locally, you will save one long-distance transportation fee and merchant profit fee.

If you speak the local language, there are many workshops where someone is willing to give a little extra.

This paper looks to be of similar quality to Chengxintang paper, and the village is willing to spend money on it.

Four people from Li Zhixian County were studying a new accounting method, and the chief sat in a box containing money and read a book.

He was reading the revised Compendium of Materia Medica that Hanhan occasionally wrote in his spare time.

Whenever I have time, Hanhan writes a little. I go to Xuancheng and buy medical books that have been published before, so that they can be used for treating diseases in the village.

Zhou Zong continued to walk around the village, looking at everyone who suspected that he was an expert, including the older man who was sitting there rubbing the rope.

After turning around, he came to an old man sitting under the shade of a tree and weaving sacks: "Old man, are you busy?"

"You're not busy. Are you from the prince? Is the fish delicious?" The old man kept moving his hands.

"It's delicious! It's the first time I've seen a fish feast. I always felt fishy when eating fish in the past. Why doesn't it smell fishy in our village?"

Zhou Zong knelt down to help smooth the twine. He saw that the old man's face was rosy and his expression was peaceful.

"We had fish in the evening, and the boat went out again. I'll bring it with you when you leave tomorrow.

Fish smells fishy, ​​and fishy fish means evil. When cooking fish, the heart will be right and the fish will be fresh. I have said: Governing a big country is like cooking small fish.

The main ingredient is fish, which should be fishy when eaten, and seasonings are supplemented.

Just like the way of a country's economy, state affairs are the mainstay, and scholars, farmers, industry and commerce are supplementary. Both are indispensable.

Green linen is easy to fold, retted linen is square and strong, silk threads are made into strands and condensed into shields.”

The old man said, "I heard it all from what my grandson told me. He taught me that some things he had forgotten, and some he had written down."

Hanhan is really good at teaching children, just like telling stories.

Zhou Zong: "..."

His eyes became larger and brighter, his whole body trembled, and his legs became numb.

I found it, I found it, the hermit master was making sacks, and he gave me some guidance.

"Child, why are you trembling? Are your legs numb? You have been squatting for a long time. There is a wooden block next to you. Sit down!"

The old man looked at the other party's look and shook his head.

"Oh!" Zhou Zong also discovered this problem. He sat down first and slowly moved towards the wooden pier with his hands.

"Old man, how long have you been in Xiaqiu Village?"

After finally moving to a place, Zhou Zong climbed up and rubbed his legs.

"Sixty-two years ago!" the old man responded with a smile.

"Ah? So long?" Zhou Zongyi thought wrong! Since the master has a powerful way to help the village make money, why didn't he take action before?

"I can't help it. I've been in the village since I was born. Move over here and help me straighten the line."

The old man just got used to being followed by others, and people ran away.

Zhou Zong endured the numbness in his legs and rubbed his legs together. While working on the twine, he asked: "Old man, what do you think of our Ming Dynasty?"

"See with your eyes! How else can you see? When I was a child, I dreamed of eating meat every day. I didn't expect that it would actually happen when I got older.

If you hadn't... uh... had the chance to live for such a long time, how would you dare to think about it, right?

You have to cherish the good days, just like...change a new one, this one is broken, and the sand will leak out from here first."

The old man said, pointing to the twine next to him, "This one is no longer good. Find a new one."

After listening to the old man's words, Zhou Zong realized that this was a mistake.

"Aren't you?" He was depressed.

"What's wrong with me?" the old man asked.

"No, you are." Zhou Zong explained.

"What is it?" the old man asked again.

"It's me, it's me. I need to urinate. I'm going to find the hut! Dad, you're busy."

Zhou Zong got up and limped away, his legs still numb.

The old man watched from behind and muttered: "Excuse me, Hanhan is here? Hanhan has been eating with you for such a long time, and you don't even know, hey hey hey hey!"

Zhou Zong didn't know what he had missed. As he walked, he thought, there are experts. This old man must have learned what he said after listening to the experts.

Then I thought about it, isn’t this nonsense! Who doesn’t know that there is an expert hermit in the village? Which is the key?

He thought that he had finally arrived at the latrines. There were four latrines in the village, and each latrine was divided into men and women, who all squatted in pit style.

As soon as he came in, he saw his men standing there buzzing.

"Boss, I saw several similar ones, but none of them turned out to be the same. Are all the people in Xiaqiu Village so knowledgeable? An uncle actually taught me the Analects. It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away."

His men greeted him and talked about their experiences.

He sniffed: "It's so hot and the latrine smells bad. What's going on on the ground?"

The toilet in the village is made of cement, including a squatting position that slopes downward, and there is a large wooden bucket next to it, which contains water.

A piece of bamboo extends from the wall, with holes in it for inserting incense sticks.

There is also a box inserted on the wall behind each squatting position, with raw edge paper inside.

“The villagers told me that when I was done, I would rinse it with water and spread lime in the pit so that not even a single maggot could be seen.

If you use rough paper to wipe your buttocks, if you don’t use bamboo blades, you won’t be able to wipe it clean.”

The people under my command knew the situation and specifically asked about it.

Zhou Zong untied his belt: "Is that so? You're rich! I also met an old man who told me that I said that governing a big country is like cooking small dishes. Where is the master hiding?"

"Boss, do you think they will tie up the master and hide him in a secret cellar, and ask him how to make money?"

The subordinate thought of a possibility and his expression became serious.

"You haven't finished peeing yet? You were peeing when I came in. Do you think the masters are fools? And you teach them knowledge?"

Zhou Zong didn't believe it. It was not easy for an expert to deceive these villagers. If he was caught, the news would have been spread through the hands of the villagers.

"The crucian carp soup was so delicious during the meal, I drank four bowls."

The men finally finished, shook off, fastened their belts, etc.

He took another look: "Boss, are you angry? Your urine is yellow. Remember to drink more soup at night!"

"Drink more soup at night? Because I wet the bed?" Zhou Zong glared at him.

At this time, someone came in at the door, heard the conversation, and answered: "I'm angry! There is herbal tea in the village, you can drink it as you like."

I can't get used to the taste, so I have rock sugar mung bean water, which can also extinguish fires and prevent heatstroke, and is made with well water.

Otherwise, just go to... find a pharmacy in the village and see if there are any medicines that can be used."

"Thank you, big brother." Zhou Zong's men thanked him.

Zhou Zong also finished, and the two went out. His men took him to a small ditch outside: "Boss, have you seen that big bucket? Wash your hands and scoop out water to wash."

"There were so many things going on in the last latrine." Zhou Zong had no choice but to pick up the ladle of kiln water and lowered his voice: "Just now that person seemed to want to say who he was looking for, but he changed his mind again."

"Yeah! I heard it too." The subordinate nodded.

"Let's go! Let's drink herbal tea and rock sugar mung bean water first. The rock candy is made by someone else!"

After Zhou Zong washed his hands, he felt even more angry.

The whole village seemed to be hiding something, and no one said anything.

There is no wood today. Thank you brothers and sisters for your rewards, monthly tickets, recommendation tickets, and collections! The farmer bows! Hehehehe!
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