"Yuanzhi, what did you think of?"

"Teacher, the student thinks...... This method of arranging the three colors is good, but after all, it needs to be visible in order to transmit the message...... Sometimes when encountering special situations such as dense forests, ravines and hills, and fog, this is not easy to use!

So, students think that they can actually send a message through the sound of drums, whistles, or even the kind of cannons you set off, and that they can arrange the corresponding text by changing the urgency and soothing degree of the drum beats and the number of drums in one breath......

At night, information can be transmitted by blocking the lights the number of times and the degree of urgency within a breath......

If you are too far apart, these will fail, and you can hang a huge color bar on the flying ball and send a message by arranging the color bars to ......"

Wang Zhirong was so shocked that he shot the case......

Isn't the sound transmission method that Xu Shu said is Morse code transmission?

The bamboo stick knocked last night was so effective!

His own disciples, although they are suspected of being top-notch, are very powerful and fight for face at once!

Other people's disciples can't beat a cold fart with three mallets; A disciple of his own family, three bamboo sticks can knock out three great inventors!

Lao Tzu is so awesome!

It is time for the little emperor Liu Xie to award himself a lifetime achievement award for education!

With these three inventions of these three disciples alone, Wang Zhirong felt that he could regard the world's heroes as chickens and dogs!

Ordinary heart! Ordinary heart!

Wang Zhirong calmed down his excited mood......

"The bamboo stick is a good knock! You've all got the hang of it! Do you want to invite you to have a bamboo stick meal for the teacher, and ensure that you will all take off tomorrow? ”

Wang Zhirong pulled out his big bamboo stick whip that exuded a jeweled aura and had a halo of Xiu'er...... The three apprentices scattered birds and beasts......

Of course, they could see that the teacher was in a good mood and was just joking, and of course they wouldn't be stupid enough to really pout their butts and take another beating......

These three got the permission of the teacher, and went to do their own business again, Guigu College set up a scientific research fund, and they could apply for a large amount of money to prepare materials, hire labor, travel and study, and so on......

Now Zhuge , Pang and Xu have received a large amount of money and food from Ma Liang, who is in charge of the accounts, and the three of them have begun to study in depth...... Of course, if these three things are deeply combined, there is greater value mining...... Wang Zhirong has already opened this magic box, how many devils can be released, now it depends on the three of them......

Other students have mediocre qualifications and a late start, and are still studying below the sixth grade of primary school, and the specific degree varies from person to person...... Wang Zhirong only taught Cui Zhouping, Shi Guangyuan, Meng Gongwei, Ma Liang, and Ma Jian a few disciples who made rapid progress, and others who didn't understand, these people each contracted a few, and they must be responsible for giving them the church, otherwise the big stick will serve!

Fortunately, in these years, everyone is a good teacher, and they can teach people tirelessly, and there are very few juniors...... Relatively speaking, the children of the displaced people who are specially recruited are more hard-working, especially able to endure hardships, not only can keep up with the progress of learning, but also dig sweet potatoes the best, with thrift, hardship, empathy, helpfulness, gratitude, poverty and other excellent qualities......

When they went home to visit their parents and brothers, they talked about their mentor, and everyone was grateful, saying that the mentor was a god sent by God to save the suffering farmer, and that he was very merciful and compassionate...... Then, they wept and recited their teacher's poem of compassion to their parents and brothers......

This thing is called poetry, but in fact, it is also a catchy vernacular, which talks about the actual situation and personal experience of farmers, but all farmers can empathize, so it can cause great resonance......

These farmers who were taken in, listening to the poems of compassion for farmers, remembered all kinds of encounters in the past, and then looked at the mountains of sweet potatoes in front of them, the grain distributed in the clay jars, and the fields that belonged to them outside, and remembered that all these things were given by Mr. Guigu, and Mr. Guigu could make such poems of compassion for farmers, which was really a farmer's benefactor, bosom friend, and a god who helped the suffering......

So, everyone knelt down in the direction of the academy, wept silently, and swore that in the future, it would be all Mr.'s...... And let his son kneel down and swear that in this life and this life, he will live as a man and die as a dead man of his husband, and repay him with his life and everything......

Of course, the children of the outcasts were full of gratitude, and they swore in unison, and they decided to be unswerving and never betray their vows......

The poems were quickly passed on by word of mouth among the farmers in the mountains, and then to the ears of the garrison who had nothing to do, and gradually spread to all parts of Jingzhou......

Of course, their proliferation is at the bottom.

As for the diffusion between the big families and literati, of course, it was passed on by the three old immortal water mirror gentlemen, Sima Hui, Pang Degong, and Huang Chengyan...... They are already frequent visitors to the Guigu Academy, do they go up the mountain and take people to pull a few carts of meat, fashionable fruits, vegetables and so on......

The three of them are immortal to the mountain, of course, Wang Zhirong has to be entertained with good wine, and sometimes he can mix instant noodles or hot pot......

Since the stock of the pot is not much, it can only be disassembled, add some oil, meat, spices, and cook all kinds of meat, vegetables, sweet potato chips, tofu and so on in a large clay pot with charcoal......

A self-heating pot is homemade through various additives, and it can be used for seven or eight people to eat a table, although the taste is much lighter, but compared to the diet of this year, there are chili peppers and monosodium glutamate, which are thousands of times more delicious than the minced meat cooked in this era, and the old guys still eat very refreshing......

When he first arrived in this world with this research institute, there were still peppers and tomatoes in the kitchen, and after Wang Zhirong knew that he had passed through this terrifying fact, he collected the seeds of these things...... Fortunately, the chili peppers are dried chili peppers, unfried dried chili peppers, and there are full seeds, and the seedlings are successfully raised...... The germination rate of tomatoes is pitifully low, and five seedlings are raised from the seeds collected by a dozen tomatoes......

Now the harvest is ...... I didn't even want to eat a tomato raw, and after peeling off the seeds, I stewed a pot of beef......

The pepper seedlings were successfully raised, a large patch was planted, and it was not collected until all the seeds were red and the seeds were full, and the seeds were dug up, and after drying, they were collected like treasures...... As for the chili meat, after it is dried, it is made into chili powder......

After autumn, when the three old immortals came up, they were just in time for the chili noodles to be ready, and the beef and mutton were brought in, and all the students were eating hot pot in the courtyard around the big stone pot!

The three old immortals frantically joined, eating spicy hot pot and sipping strong wine, and everyone quickly fell into a carnival......

It was a feast to celebrate the harvest on the mountain......

The harvest of sweet potatoes has subverted people's perception of food in this world!

After the homeless people on the mountain left enough rations, the sweet potatoes paid up were piled up, and it was estimated that there should be millions of catties! In fact, this is only the output of more than 300 mu, and the minimum yield per mu of this thing is four or five thousand catties!

"There is no idle land in the four seas, and the farmers are still starving to death!" Mr. Shui Jing held a glass of wine, stepped forward and saluted Wang Zhirong with both hands, and then bowed at Wang Zhirong's feet, and Pang Degong and Huang Chengyan also bowed!

"Hey! Old man, what are you doing? Wang Zhirong was shocked, "Kong Ming, Shi Yuan, Yuan Zhi, help me up, the old men are drunk!" ”