But the ancient craftsmen were not pedantic, after a while, they found that it was too hard, so they called a water wheel in the city to sprinkle water on the road, and after the road surface absorbed the water, it was like a heavy rain, which softened a lot, so that the construction progress was much faster.

After saying goodbye to Feng Fei, he returned to the capital, and Feng Fei watched the excitement for a while, but he didn't think it was interesting, so he asked Ma Wu to drive to the fields outside the city.

Now that it was time for the corn to sprout, there were many people busy in the fields outside the city, Feng Fei stopped in a field and saw an old man with a seven or eight-year-old doll working in the field.

The children of this era, five or six years old, are already very sensible, although sometimes naughty, but far from being as foolish as modern children, the children of the poor are in charge of the house, this little doll should be the grandson of the old man, and he followed his grandfather to work in the field at a young age, and he did it well.

Feng Fei raised his feet and bought into the field, and walked forward while observing the situation of the old man's seedlings, "Uncle, your corn is growing well, looking at the momentum, it is better than other families around." ”

The old man turned around and saw that it was Feng Fei, so he hurriedly put down the corn seedlings in his hand and bowed, and the little doll also followed the example of his grandfather.

Feng Fei squatted down and touched the child's head, "Little friend, what's your name?"

"Back to the prince's words, the little one is called a dog," the child's milky voice was childish, but he said something that only adults would say, which made Feng Fei laugh.

The ancients, especially the poor people at the bottom, all thought that the cheaper the name, the better it was to feed, until the sixties and seventies of today's world, some rural areas still have such customs, Feng Fei remembered that there were many people in Fengjiazhuang whose names were related to animals, especially dogs, all of which showed that the life of rural people at that time was too poor, so poor that they were afraid that they could not even feed their own babies, so they could only take cheap names, hoping that their children could live.

"Dog, how old are you?" Feng Fei asked kindly as he reached out to lift the dog to wipe the dirt off his face.

"Eight-year-old,"

"You helped your grandfather work at such a young age, didn't you go to school?"

"Grandpa said that the family was poor and couldn't afford to go to school......"

Feng Fei was stunned, the smile on his face instantly dimmed, he stood up and looked at the fields around him, there were many busy figures inside, there were many children as big as dogs, all wearing tattered clothes, and their faces were sallow, but there was no exception, all of them were buried in helping their families work, and none of them were crying and shouting.

Feng Fei suddenly thought that he had always wanted to change this dynasty, but he only thought about turning over for the peasants, and never thought of the situation of these dolls, even if these peasants had a lot of grain in stock after a few years, and their families had money, but how many literate peasants did they have in this era?

Is it because they don't want to learn? I'm afraid not, because the status of scholars in the Qian's Dynasty was still higher than that of merchants, because scholars could gain fame and fame and eat the emperor's grain.

Most of the private schools in the Qian's Dynasty were founded by scholars themselves, in order to earn some money to support themselves, because scholars were powerless and could not work in the fields, and they also stayed away from the lowly peasant work that only lowly peasants did.

After all, Confucius also said "The villain, Fan Chi also". Fan Chi asked Confucius for advice on how to grow crops. Confucius said, "I am not as good as an old peasant." Fan Chi asked for advice on how to grow vegetables. Confucius said, "I am not as good as an old vegetable farmer." After Fan Chi withdrew, Confucius said, "Fan Chi is really a villain." As long as the people in the higher positions attach importance to courtesy, the common people will not dare to be disrespectful; as long as the people in the higher positions attach importance to righteousness, the common people will not dare to disobey; as long as the people in the higher positions attach importance to faith, the common people will not dare not treat you with sincerity and sincerity. If this is done, people from all over the world will come to the country with their children on their backs, and where will they be able to grow their own crops?"

These are all things Feng Fei has seen on the Internet before, Fan Chi is one of Confucius's students who attaches importance to farming, but Confucius is perfunctory about farming, and after leaving Confucius, he was also said by Confucius to be a villain.

Of course, this is not to say that Confucius did not attach importance to agriculture, but Confucianism believes that people like themselves belong to scholars, and the role of coming to the world is to assist the king.

Therefore, the scholars of the Qianzhao Dynasty all thought that whatever position they were in, they should do their own work well, so they rarely took in the children who were generally born in the peasants.

After Feng Fei thought of these things, he had the idea of setting up a private school to teach poor children culture, but there was a difficult problem that was to spread ancient traditional ideas or teach modern knowledge.

It seems convenient and trouble-free to spread ancient ideas, but it is not easy to find a scholar who really befriends the peasants, on the contrary, teaching modern knowledge and having no teacher, Feng Fei feels that he is the only modern person here. But he is not capable of the job of a teacher at all, and it is even more uncomfortable to let him review his studies again from elementary school than to kill him.

However, not all scholars are high-spirited, as the saying goes, money can make ghosts grind, Feng Fei decided to use a lot of money to smash out a teacher.

However, this work can not be done all at once, and it has to be done slowly, so he turned around the fields of several households, and found that the corn is growing very well, and the summer corn in Feixian City is planted in May and June, and it can be harvested around the end of autumn.

After returning to the palace, Feng Fei and Hu Xiaoli returned to the farm in Tongye County, where the development of the farm was carried out in an orderly manner, and the crops and livestock irrigated and fed with the spiritual spring were very healthy, and there was no disease so far.

When he saw Shi Cassia Ming again, the careful Feng Fei found that there was a lot of black hair on his head, could it be that he really wanted to rejuvenate after taking Lingquan? But why didn't grandfather Feng Zhixian have this situation, and Ji Longhua didn't seem to have it.

"Shi Lao, you are getting younger and younger," Feng Fei greeted him with a smile.

Shi Cianming looked left and right, and whispered, "Thanks to Childe's spiritual liquid, I can have today." ”

"Then have you taken any other medicines?" Feng Fei thought to himself, Shi Cianming was an old Chinese medicine doctor, would he have prepared any great tonic medicines.

"Other medicines? No, old man, I have the same diet as everyone else every day, oh, by the way, I will take a piece of wild ginseng every day. Shi Cianming thought for a moment and replied.

Oh, wild ginseng, could it be that the spiritual liquid combined with wild ginseng has such an effect?

"Shi Lao, is that the kind you sold me last time?"

"Yes, but you're ginseng seedlings, and I'm eating old ginseng,"

"Oh, how many years is your old ginseng?"

"Wild ginseng is hard to find, I still got this one unintentionally many years ago, about 30 years ago. After Shi Cianming finished speaking, he asked, "If the son wants it, the old man will go and get it for you." ”

"No, no, you can stick to it in the future, but the wild ginseng is very powerful, don't eat too much each time. ”

Wild ginseng is a treasure, but Feng Fei is not so good as to win people's favor, and the ginseng seedlings in his space are not small now, and they will definitely be better than these thirty years in time.

"The old man has been dealing with herbs all his life, and he still understands this truth, thank you for your concern. Shi Cianming said respectfully to Feng Fei.

Saying goodbye to Shi Cianming, Feng Fei went to the animals he raised again, a servant in the stable was adding forage to the horses, the horses on the farm were all unusual, fat and strong, and their big eyes were full of aura, Hu Xiaoli suddenly walked up to a red horse.

The jade hand stroked lightly, and said, "Xiaohong, you have grown up a lot recently, do you miss me?"

The red horse snorted, rubbed Xiaoli's face with the horse's head, one horse and one person, like an old friend who hadn't seen him for a long time, it seemed that this horse called Xiaohong was the one that Hu Xiaoli often chatted with.

Feng Fei stepped forward and asked, "Xiaoli, what did it say?"

Xiaohong said that the forage has been a bit monotonous recently, and she wants to eat some fresh grass. Hu Xiaoli replied with a grin.

"Oh, it's quite picky," Feng Fei called the servant after speaking, "What did the farm use to feed the horses recently?

The servant immediately said respectfully, "Back to the master, today's grass has not been delivered, and yesterday's grass has been eaten." ”

"Oh, why don't you collect more?" Feng Fei knew that the forage for raising animals on the farm was all bought from outside.

"In Tongye County, only Lao Li and we have forage trading, and he is the only one in the entire county, and his family seems to have something going on recently, so there is less grass every day, but he said that the supply will be restored in a few days. ”

Feng Fei nodded after hearing this, waved his hand to let the servant stand down, and said to Xiaohong, "I heard it, I'll be back in a few days, wait patiently for a few days, drink more water usually, that thing is much better than forage." ”

Feng Fei and the others turned the farm around, and finally stopped at the chicken coop, a few servants were picking up eggs, the chickens of this era were originally part of the laying hens and broilers, but after drinking the spring water, these chickens not only grew big, but also had a lot of meat, and laid more eggs, on average, each one could lay two a day, and the collected eggs were sold to the nearby people at a low price by Shi Cassia Ming in addition to the workers on the farm to eat.

Feng Fei didn't rely on this egg money to make a fortune, and gave all the power to Shi Cianming for him to use when he took care of the farm in the future.

After visiting the farm, the two returned to the space, since there was the ancient world, Feng Fei rarely stayed in the space, and every time he passed by in a hurry, as a transit station.

After coming in this time, I found that the space has not changed much, because the current area is not small, so the slight increase is not as obvious as before.

As soon as the two entered the space, Xiong Da and the two dogs rushed over, surrounding the two of them, Hu Xiaoli giggled happily, kissed this, touched that, just like old friends.

Xiong Da is still the same bear-like, but he is already more human-like, not about appearance, but in his eyes, when Feng Fei looks at him, it feels like he is making eye contact with a human.

It's just that Xiong Da's IQ seems to be improving very slowly, looking at his appearance, like a five or six-year-old child, Hu Xiaoli rode on Xiong Da who was on all fours, and the two dogs followed behind him, and began to run around the space.

Feng Fei came to the vegetable field by himself and found that the mysterious sapling was more than a person tall, bearing three golden fruits, and there was a faint halo radiating out of the fruit.

Feng Fei stretched out his hand and touched the fruit, his spiritual power melted into it, and he wanted to feel what was inside, but he didn't expect that his spiritual power would sink into it like mud and sea, and he couldn't feel anything at all.