When the old peasant heard the woman's voice, he immediately laughed and said to the old man, "Honorable guest, that's the old man who has come to deliver food......

"Oh......" The old man nodded, smiled and arched his hand, "I won't bother the eldest brother......"

As he spoke, he was about to leave with the help of his disciples, but the ghost sent him to see the pieces of food in the woman's basket at the moment he turned around.

"What's that?" The old man couldn't help but ask.

He had never seen that kind of round, white-looking food.

The old farmer listened and replied with a smile: "This is the 'cake' that the servant taught us to make, and the 'Zhang Gong cake' in the Xiangting is made by grinding wheat and baking it on the water stove, which is soft and delicious, far superior to other things...... Would you like to try one? ”

"Wheat milling?" The old man took a deep breath and said to the old farmer: "Dare to love the old brother, give me a ......"

After a while, a piece of so-called 'Zhang Gong Cake', which was still warm and fragrant, arrived in the old man's hand.

This cake was a little hard to the touch, but when it was broken, there were many honeycomb-like structures inside, and the old man gently broke off a small piece and put it in his mouth.

Oh, for some reason, he burst into tears.

"Master Dong!" The old man trembled his hands, tucked the rest of the bread into his sleeve, and carefully treasured it: "The disciple wants to offer this cake to your gods!" ”

Before the teacher's death, he called on the imperial court countless times to pay attention to Sumai and attach importance to Sumai!

He even wrote to the Son of Heaven many times, and even wrote to the Minister of Sanfu, emphasizing the benefits and benefits of Sumai.

But......

Not to mention the officials, the people don't believe it!

Wheat rice is rough and unpalatable, not to mention the elderly and children, even adults are difficult to swallow, and its taste is even worse than bean soup.

Therefore, for a long time, the people of the world have not cared much about wheat as a miscellaneous grain on the slopes and wasteland.

So much so that for a while, the old man was also suspicious, thinking that the teacher was wrong?

But now......

The old man knew that the teacher was right!

The seemingly rough wheat is unexpectedly different......

"Restructuring, changing, and staying in the wheat ......" The old man felt his heart tremble.

Because he found that it seemed that the teacher's pursuits and propositions during his lifetime could be coherent.

It seems to be an inconspicuous Sumai, but it contains a great mystery.

After changing the method, wheat with the worst taste can make food that tastes several times better than corn - and more importantly, it is sweet and delicious, even an old man like him who has lost his teeth and almost can't read, can swallow it!

It was also at this moment that the old man knew that he had to correct his attitude and carefully investigate Xinfeng.

Perhaps, maybe......

That Zhang Zizhong didn't lie, he was indeed sure that he would build a well-off society and open the way to a peaceful world!

If so......

The old man raised his head, he knew what he should do - do whatever it takes, take everything out, and escort him!

…………………………………………

An hour later, the old man stood stupidly on a next to the Wei River and watched a huge waterwheel, slowly turning, drawing water from the Wei River up the channel.

The clear water immediately flowed into the distance to nourish and irrigate the thousands of acres of land nearby.

But what made him even more unable to take his eyes off was a small wooden house attached to the waterwheel.

As the watermill turned, there was a creaking sound from inside the wooden house.

At the door of the wooden house, there are farmers, carrying bags of wheat and beans in line.

"This is where wheat flour is milled...... the old man sighed in his heart: "It's really exquisite, unprecedented......"

"Teacher ......" has been supporting his coachman, and finally couldn't help it, and asked: "The disciples and others followed the teacher, in the Xinfeng Township Pavilion Village, to observe his governance and observe his law, which is really a little puzzled...... Please ask the teacher to give me ......"

"Is this Xinfeng rule a Confucian benevolent government or a Legalist tyranny? Yang or Huang Lao's inaction? ”

In the past hour, everyone felt that their three views had been baptized.

It's like someone has a hammer and slams it on the top of their heads.

On the one hand, the village pavilion they passed, the people lived and worked in peace and contentment, and the pavilion was in order.

Even on the roads and inside and outside the village pavilions, there were patrol militias composed of pavilion chiefs or village gentry, armed with knives and narrow bows, patrolling back and forth.

And outside the village, you can see all kinds of words that are painted on the wall and nailed to the roadside everywhere.

Some are murderous, full of threats and intimidation.

Words like 'no one lifts, morning glory house, whole family exile' are very gentle expressions.

Some extreme texts, and even gambling curses and vows, 'Whoever does not raise it, will be my enmity' with the urge to kill

But on the other hand, there is a warm side everywhere.

As far as they could see, even the faces of the poorest people in the pavilion were filled with happiness, ease, and yearning for the future.

And what they saw and heard in the village pavilion made them tremble, ecstatic, and pondered.

This Xinfeng is simply a freak!

It is like the Qin State under the rule of the Legalists.

The tentacles of the government directly extend to the peasant households, and all the people are told what can and cannot be done.

Whoever violates the law will be punished, there is no emotion to talk about, and there is no reason to distinguish.

The government has even set a monthly ceiling on how much food can be purchased for all categories of people.

With the identity of the household registration, buy grain with bamboo charms.

Simple and brutal, clear and direct.

But it is also very much like the prototype of the future world that countless people think about day and night.

Here, the people live and work in peace and contentment, even if the production in Guanzhong is reduced now, the people are not panicked.

The poorest people, supported by the government, with families of less than 10,000 yuan and two or two sons, are allowed to 'fake land', and the tax is as low as 30%!

There were also agricultural officials who instructed the people in farming and taught them to use various farming tools.

The government even rented all kinds of farm tools to the common people to use.

Ploughs like those and three-legged seeders were all rented by the government for the common people.

All kinds of strange tricks and tricks, and things that change machinery and ornaments can be seen everywhere.

It makes people in a trance, and there is an illusion that they don't know what year and when they are this year.

"I don't know......" The old man also sighed when he listened to his disciple's question, but there was one thing that was already very clear - Xinfeng was changing, and everything in Xinfeng seemed to be new.

New technology, new countryside, new food, new farming methods.

This coincides with the long-standing pursuit of the Ram School.

Tuogu reformed the system, changed the world, and reformed the system for the Han system.

But everyone is beating the drum in their hearts and has questions.

Is this the royal paradise that Confucius pursued?

Is this the path to the peaceful world that Dong Zi yearns for?

But one thing is clear - the current Xinfeng path is the right one.

If only they could do what they promised and promised.

So......

The old man knew that even if it was not the royal paradise pursued by Confucius, the people of the world would regard it as a royal paradise.

The world is big, and the practicality is the greatest!