Chapter 70 You understand Lu Bu

Author: Coriander should be added to crucian carp soup

Chapter 70 You understand Lu Bu

Tian Ping lay straight on the couch, staring at the morning light outside the window, and his whole body turned gray, like a flat salted fish.

What he should have thought of long ago is how could a person like Boss Cao who trains daily soldiers and likes to sleep on his back not snoring...

"Ha~" Zhongping yawned, slowly sat up from the couch, pinched his nose, and tried to stay awake.

Cao Cao was indeed very considerate. After getting up at the morning of Yin, he thought that Zongping was still "sleeping" and did not call the maid to serve him, so he changed his clothes himself.

He turned around and helped Zhongping tuck the quilt, then blew out the candlelight, then gently pushed the door away, and there was almost no sound throughout the whole process.

However, as soon as Cao Cao left, Zhongping opened his eyes. He could not sleep at all after hearing the snoring for a night.

It’s just that Cao Cao was so sincere that Zhong Ping couldn’t bear to swear this kind of good intention and pretended to be sleeping soundly.

When the morning light entered the window, Zhong Ping stroked the quilt that Cao Cao had tucked him in a tucked manner, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Mr. I am still resting, sir, please wait."

The voice of Tan Nu came from outside the house. Zhongping was wearing cloth boots and guessed that the person outside the house should be Xi Zhicai who came to discuss water conservancy with him.

He did not call Tan Nu to serve inside. After washing himself, he invited aloud: "Pingxu is waiting for you, Mr. Xi can come in directly."

The shadow of the curtain outside the door moved slightly. The first thing Zhongping saw was the bamboo fan that lifted the curtain, and then the corners of the clothes that were slightly yellowed were rubbed, which looked like they should be made of burlap.

As the man entered the house, his flat nose wings closed and he smelled the light smell of wine. Instead, he exuded the sweet smell of malt.

"Xi Zhong, Xi Zhicai, has met the Tai Shi Ling."

Xi Zhicai smiled and bowed, bowed slightly for a moment, then stood up, and his posture was freehand. For a moment, Zhongping imagined the famous scholars of the Wei and Jin dynasties on the murals, who were straightforward and romantic and admired themselves.

This person should match "light fur and slow belt, without shoes but clogs".

"Zhong has ordered people to transform several agricultural tools painted by Taishi Ling and sent them to Sima's office, waiting for trial. Zhong believes that since this thing is improved by Taishi Ling, how to use it still needs the guidance of Taishi Ling?"

"Pingzheng has this intention, and I would like to personally try it in the fields to see its effect. At the same time, I will examine the terrain and repair water conservancy."

Zhongping rolled up his lower skirt casually and sat cross-legged on the couch. Xi Zhicai had a magical atmosphere, which made people relax as they chatted, and involuntarily took off their guards and became close to each other.

"Mr. Xi, please sit down."

When Xi Zhicai saw Zhong Ping's rude behavior, he not only did not feel discomfort at all, but instead took off his numb shoes calmly, got on the couch barefoot, and crossed his legs like Zhong Ping.

"The Taishi Ling also has unique insights on the construction of canals and dams?"

He was a little surprised at this moment. It was not because of Xi Zhi that he didn't believe in Zhong Ping. It was because the other party was too young and was born in Chang'an and had no experience in farming.

Suddenly, he heard the meaning of Zhong Ping's speech. He seemed quite proficient in water conservancy, so Xi Zhicai was inevitably a little surprised.

Zhong Ping couldn't find a reason to make excuses for a moment. His face was calm and his tone was natural: "I understand a little, but I understand a little. Ping is just talking about it on paper. Whether it can be effective must be adapted to local conditions."

Xi Zhicai was confused by Zhong Ping's overly plain expression, and couldn't help but doubt his life: Is Tai Shiling's expression serious, "Water Conservancy, Xiao Daoer, just have hands?"

Or is the threshold for strategists so high now?

I'm not worthy...

"Dongwuyang is on the side of Luoshui. It is prone to flooding during the rainy season. If the estuary is silted, the river often hangs on the bank and crushes the embankment; it is prone to drought during the dry season. Only by tracing the source to the upper reaches can water be used for irrigation, which is not easy."

Xi Zhicai briefly introduced the geography of Dongwuyang County and was more interested in the solution proposed by Zhong Ping.

The drought and flood in Dongwuyang was indeed difficult. He and Xun Yu had discussed for a long time, but they only decided to strengthen the embankment, regularly clear the dredge, and open up branch canals, which were used by previous generations.

If you work with a set of methods, it will be slower, but it will work.

"Well..." Zhong Ping thought that this question sounds so familiar... The river hangs on the bank? Isn't this a river on the ground? And what kind of drought death is like, and the flood death is like water... So Luoshui is the little Yellow River, right?!

I finally got so many geography questions about managing the Yellow River before the college entrance examination, and finally came in handy! From this point of view, I still took the bonus of liberal arts!

He smiled confidently and replied slowly: "There is a plan to protect the embankment and solve the problem of mouth."

"Use straw ropes, branches and reeds as raw materials, mixed with gravel, and run across them with huge bamboo ropes, and then rolled up and tied up. The diameter ranges from one to three to four meters, and the length is about a hundred meters. Placed on the dangerous part of the dike, it is called "油无" and can be combined with the dragon gate."

"It's just that the body is too long and the manpower cannot press it. The slaughter cannot reach the bottom of the water. It is easy to see rivers and the ropes and cables are often broken. It is thought that sixty steps can be made of three sections, each section is twenty steps long, and the cables are connected in the middle. Go to the first section first and wait until it reaches the bottom before pressing the second and third."

"At the same time, the farmland water conservancy law was promulgated, and officials were sent to take charge of this matter. Anyone who could propose land planting methods, point out the pros and cons of ponds, dams, and ditches, and if it was effective, it could be awarded according to the utilitarian size."

"Reward the people to build water conservancy projects in various places and reclaim wasteland."

Zhong Ping thought it was a professional counterpart, and the edited "Chinese Law" finally came in handy.

He originally thought that in ancient times, his law student would have no place to use his skills.

"As for drought resistance..." Zhong Ping scratched his head. He didn't do much drought resistance. Every time he took the Yellow River management exam, he basically tested how to fight against floods and prevent waterlogging.

However, it is still rainy and it is still far from the dry season. With this time, it is enough for Zhongping to recall the knowledge points of his previous life.

If it really doesn't work, isn't there any brother Tong? When Boss Cao implements my strategy, he might get a reward for drought resistance?

"There is a priority for the matter. If the difficulty of rain and flood is solved, there is no need to worry about drought. What do you think?"

"Be a real good idea!" Xi Zhicai rolled up his sleeves, his eyes shone, he took off the wine tube from his waist, and poured it into his mouth with "ton ton" and poured it into his mouth.

Zhong Ping was stunned and watched the wine slide down the corner of the other person's mouth, half hanging on his beard, half soaking his chest and wet his sleeves.

He knew why Xi Zhicai died early in history. He only drank this way, even if he was not poisoned by water, he would be choked to death...

After all, if Xi Zhicai pours into the bamboo tube, it is completely in line with the definition of water poisoning caused by excessive water intake or excessive discharge of water.

As for why it is not to die of drunkenness... With the smell of alcohol, the probability of death from drunkenness is not as high as that of drowning by alcohol.

"The Grand Historian Ling Liang Ce assists wine, and Zhongsheng drinks nectar!"

Xi Zhicai pulled over his clothes and wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth. He was about to put away the wine tube, but stopped and turned to Zhongping to "Amport":

"Although Zhong's wine is not as good as the 'Nine-fried sweet li', it uses bamboo as a utensil and bamboo fragrance to make wine, which has a unique and sweet taste. If Taishi Ling loves wine, he must drink it."

Zhong Ping really wanted to refuse on the grounds that "minors are not allowed to drink". The scene where Ji Zhicai drank was too shocked to him.

Just looking at him, he felt as if he was drunk and didn't want to try it out in person.

However, the other party’s Amway poem is indeed very attractive, both bamboo fragrance and sweet... What a temptation for Zhongping, a person who eats corn porridge with cold fungus every day!

"Ping is not good at drinking." Zhong Ping gave Xi Zhicai a vaccination first. Although the other party's alcohol content was definitely not high, this was the first time Zhong Ping's body drank alcohol. Who knows if he would get drunk...

Well, with my age, I can handle it completely without panic!

He took the bamboo tube that filled the wine and sniffed it first. As Xi Zhicai said, the faint fragrance of the wine was dyed with the aroma of green bamboo, fresh and tempting.

Zhong Ping took a sip with a tentative sip.

...Hey? It's sweet, it feels like the wine brew I've eaten in my previous life.

It smells strong, but it tastes very good.

He couldn't help but remember the male articles he had read: Time travel is standard with distilled wine, and it is a must-have rice, do I want to do it too...

Bah, what are you thinking!

Although the Han Dynasty still had certain measures to ban wine since the abolition of the wine policy promulgated during the reign of Emperor Wu, it was relatively loose, and even agreed to the legal existence of private brewing.

However, in the current situation in Dongwuyang, it is difficult to ensure that the people have food rations and make wine, let alone the loss of distillation and purification, and the requirements for the quantity of grain...

If you really want to do distilled liquor, it is probably possible to travel to Wenjing. After all, the national treasury had a lot of surplus grain at that time.

If you dress as a royal relative, it is absolutely fine to drink it privately. If you want to make money from this, you can also achieve it by reselling among the nobles.

However, you must ensure that you cannot be pulled off, otherwise this private cause will become a good handle for taking advantage of the situation.

In short, if you travel to the pre-Qin and Han dynasties, it is best not to start a business by distilling liquor.

Zhong Ping was wondering whether to write a "Time Traveler Guide" to show off his excellent qualities of being helpful and remind the time traveler later...

Forget it, what do you want to do now?

"This wine is elegant and delicate, with a long aftertaste. Ping only feels full of fragrance. If described in a poem, it feels like 'Sitting alone in the bamboo grove, playing the piano and whistling again, people in the deep forest do not know, and the bright moon comes to shine'."

Zhong Ping shamelessly plagiarized Wang Wei's poem.

It is strange that "Li Bai's Hundred Poems on Wine Fighting" is that ancient poems must be matched with wine. Only when the two are harmonious can they show their taste.

Zhong Ping was still guilty, but Xi Zhicai grabbed his hand and burst into tears: "Zhong Ping has been drifting for a long time, and he regrets that he is a wine, and it is hard to find a soulmate. Unexpectedly, there is a person like Tai Shi Ling in the world!"

"If the Grand Historian Ling does not abandon him, he will be loyal to him as his eldest brother!"

Why is this Xi Zhicai Bribu angry?

You understand Lu Bu...

Zhong Ping and Xi Zhicai held hands and looked at each other with tears in their eyes, but they were speechless and choked.

If you guess correctly, you should be over twenty this year...

Call me a thirteen-year-old eldest brother?

Difficult clams.

For a moment, Zhongping began to doubt whether the Xi Zhi in front of him had been traveled through time.

After all, the difference between the other party's romantic affair as a famous scholar in the Wei and Jin dynasties and the image of the current... is really a bit big.
To be continued...