In the camp, Cheng Siping and Qian Shi were discussing, in Cheng Siping's thoughts, as long as Fang Jing told him the training method, he could train the soldiers in the camp to be more wolf-like.

"Are you saying that the gentleman is willing to teach you the training methods? You didn't lie to me? Qian Shi listened to Cheng Siping's words inexplicably, and at first thought that Cheng Siping was joking with him.

"Yes, Mr. is willing to teach me the training method, but he just said that it will take some time to sort it out, it seems that it is not possible for the time being, it will take some time, and it should be possible after a while." Cheng Siping responded to Qian Shi.

"Impossible, right? Will the gentleman pass on the art of war? You're not kidding me, it's the art of war? And it is also the method of military training, from ancient times to the present, the art of war is kept secret, not to mention teaching it to unrelated people, General Cheng, are you sure you are not joking with me? Qian stood up from the stool, staring at Cheng Siping with wide eyes, looking like I didn't believe it.

"Commander Qian, how could I lie to you, this is what I went to Mr.'s house with Wang Yanren just now to ask for advice, but Mr. personally agreed, if you don't believe it, you can ask Wang Yanren." Cheng Siping was a little confused by Qian Shi's fuss.

"General Cheng, this is the art of war, this is the art of training, don't you know that this is a big deal? If this is the case, then I have to write a letter to Chang'an and inform the Holy One to see what the Holy One thinks. Qian Shi confirmed that Cheng Siping did not lie to him, and stood in the barracks and walked around, beating his other palm with one hand, muttering in his mouth.

"Commander Qian, isn't it that Mr. hasn't given me his training method yet, why are you in such a hurry, when Mr. gives me this training method, it's not too late for you to write to the Holy Lord." Cheng Siping watched Qian Shi walk around the barracks, and his head began to hurt.

Of course, Cheng Siping understood in his heart that this art of war was a big deal, but Fang Jing was only a method of training the little babies, how effective it was, although he definitely had a great effect, but without actual verification, he began to write to the saint now, isn't it a little too early.

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to wait for Mr. to pass on this art of war to you, train for a while, see the effect, and then write to the saint to tell the saint, General Cheng reminds me that I am in a mess now." Qian Shi hurriedly stopped, sat back on the stool, and looked at Cheng Siping in front of him.

"Commander Qian, Mr. has explained that the art of war he passed on can only be used in the camp, and it is not allowed to be passed out, otherwise he will turn his face." Cheng Siping really didn't want to hit Qian Shi, but he had to tell him the truth, this was something that Fang Jing had told him, and it was really going to be spread, and when Fang Jing turned his face, he didn't know how to deal with it.

"What? Did the sir say that? This...... How is that good? Then I'll go and ask Mr. when the time comes, this is a big deal, but I can't be sloppy, alas, I can't spread it, it's a headache, so do I still want to write this letter? "The money waiter is starting to grow again.

"Commander Qian, you can write this letter, but you must write it clearly, Mr. doesn't want to spread it, it must have a reason, not to mention that this matter is a big thing, but it's not a trivial matter, and the saint should also know, but on Mr.'s side, you need Commander Qian to say it." Cheng Siping has his own plans in his heart, the two parties don't want to offend, and they can also let themselves learn this art of war, and maybe it is not impossible for their heirs to be used as heirlooms in the future.

At this time, Fang Jing was sitting at home, basking in the sun boringly, occasionally drinking tea, and a basket was placed next to the chair, and some raw peanuts were placed in the basket, and sometimes a few were peeled and thrown into his mouth.

'This raw peanuts are not as delicious as fried, try fried peanuts for a while, I guess these little girls should like to eat them. Fang Jing muttered in his mouth.

"Jing Wazi, what are you talking about at home alone?" This village was coming from not far away, but he didn't hear what Fang Jing said.

"Muramasa, I didn't say anything, I'm not thinking about something." Fang Jing stood up, looked at Muramasa, invited Muramasa to sit down, and poured a cup of tea.

"Jing Wazi, or will you enjoy it, this is tea and this bean, by the way, what kind of bean is this? Isn't it the peanuts you said last time? After tasting a few peanuts, Mura Zheng felt that it tasted good, but this peanut was only planted by Fang Jing's family, and Fang Jing had not yet popularized planting.

"Murazheng, this is a peanut, the seeds are too small, after a few years of cultivation, our Fangjia Village can also plant some, this can be squeezed for oil, can also be eaten as a vegetable, and if you drink wine, it is a perfect match." Fang Jing took a few peanuts and peeled them to eat, and explained to Muramasa in his mouth.

"That's good, you say the seed is too small? This is already much better than soybeans and tastes better than soybeans. After tasting a few peanuts, Muramasa took a few sips of tea.

"Muramasa, do you have something to say here?" Fang Jing stared at Mura Zheng, wondering in his heart, if there was nothing to do, Mura Zheng would not usually come to Fang Jing's house, and if he did, he would come as a family, but he would not come alone.

"Jing Wazi, I have discussed with the old guys in the village these days, can we repair the house in Fangjia Village? It's like building your house. Mura Zheng looked at Fang Jing and said.

"Murazheng, this is a good thing, of course I don't have any opinions, you see that every household in the village is still a thatched house, and only my three houses are slightly better, if outsiders come to our Fangjia Village, they will think that I am the landlord of Fangjia Village." Fang Jing quipped.

"Jing Wazi, you are really right, if it were me, I would also think that you are the landlord of our Fangjia Village, this building is really beautiful and sturdy, you say that it is feasible for everyone in the village to build such a building?" Mura Zheng stood up, raised his head, and looked at the three houses of Fang Jing's family with a look of envy.

"Murazheng, it is estimated that it is unlikely, to build this building, in addition to stones and wood, the most lacking thing is cement, but the Hu businessmen who sold me cement last time have already returned to their country." Fang Jing really didn't want to deceive Murazheng, it was better to use less cement, although Fang Jing had also seen the firing of simple cement from books, but Fang Jing knew that without craftsmen and raw materials, it was basically impossible to complete.

"Huh? Jing Wazi, you said that this Hu businessman who sells cement has left our Datang? Then this ......" After listening to Fang Jing's words, Muramasa didn't know what to do.

"Murazheng, if you really want to build it, just build a floor and go to the county or Jinzhou City to buy some mortar, which is also okay, but if it costs, it will be relatively higher." Fang Jing came out of the village and came up with an idea.

"This, you can get it, now each family has some savings, it should be possible to renovate a building, the specific cost, I will calculate it then, Jing Wazi, you sit first, I'll go back to the old guys to discuss." After the village finished speaking, he didn't care about Fang Jing, and walked directly to the village with his legs raised.

Fang Jing sat on the chair and continued to be his little landlord, drinking tea, not throwing a few peanuts, calculating the cost of a new building in his heart, it is estimated that it will be seventy or eighty yuan, but it is not much, and it is only a year's greenhouse vegetable money.

One afternoon a few days later, Fang Jing took out the long-cherished little locomotive from the miscellaneous house of his building, and the little children in the family either carried the carriage or resisted the wooden track, and went to the square on the left side of the school.

"At the beginning of the year, you should inform all the students to come to the square for class, and each person will move a stool out, and the class will be held in the square this afternoon." After Fang Jing and the others put down all their things, they shouted to the junior high school, and after the junior high they listened, they all trotted towards the academy.

"Mr. Fang, why are you going to have a class in this square today? Didn't you use it in a large classroom? Qin Shu and the three gentlemen also walked over from the school hall with a stool, looking at some strange-shaped items placed in the square.

"Three gentlemen, today is not in the big classroom, today in this square, mainly experiments, it is inconvenient in the big classroom, so I came to this square." Fang Jing explained to the three gentlemen.

Not far away, the guards of the camp reported to Cheng Siping and them in the camp, saying that Fang Jing was preparing to go to physical education class again, which Cheng Siping had already conveyed to the guards that as long as Fang Jing was in class in the square, they had to inform them.

And the women who rubbed linen and weaved silk under the big banyan tree also began to be curious, although in the past they only saw their own little babies listening to Fang Jing's command and training, but they looked good, and they would also perform at home for their elders to watch, and the elders of the family also appreciated it greatly, although they didn't understand it very well, but it looked good, and only the parents who had been soldiers at home knew what Fang Jing was teaching.

"Students, from tall to short, line up well, sit on their own stools, and there will be an experiment in a while, so please watch carefully, and don't make a loud noise." Fang Jing shouted loudly to the students who were a little messy.

After the students heard Fang Jing's shout, they were arranged by their class leaders, and after half an hour, they sat down in turn, and Fang Jing's small train had already been installed, and the wooden barrel not far away contained a lot of burning charcoal, and a basket contained some unburned charcoal.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be quiet, we are going to do an experiment here this afternoon, and this experiment is also what I have talked about in class, and today's experiment is to verify the previous experiments, so please watch it carefully." Fang Jing shouted loudly to everyone sitting in the square.

After Fang Jing finished speaking, he began to pour water into the small locomotive, added charcoal, closed the valve, and waited for the water in the locomotive's boiler to boil.

There were a lot of soldiers standing not far away, as well as the villagers and women, all of whom were very curious, they had only seen Fang Jing and the little babies doing some strange actions or giving some instructions in this square in the past, but they had never seen Fang Jing do any experiments, and they couldn't even understand what they heard, so they all gathered around to see how Fang Jing's class was taught.

"You must be curious, what is this, this is called a steam train, but it is just a small version of the experimental train, what is a steam train, in fact, it is a car that can move forward by fire and water, and then you will see that a car with fire and water can keep running forward, so please don't make a noise, sit on a stool and watch." Fang Jing pointed to the small train and introduced it to the students.

"Nourish...... Click...... ......"After Fang Jing pulled down the valve, the little train began to spew out some steam, and the power of the steam pushed the propulsion device, and the big wheels began to turn.

"It's moving, it's moving." The soldiers and villagers not far away, covering their mouths, pointed to the small train and started to move, staring at the small train with their eyes wide open.

"Bang dang...... Bang dang ......" Fang Jing continued to pull down the valve and stopped at the acceleration position, and the little train increased its speed and began to rotate along the wooden track.

"This ...... This...... Oh my God, is this a miracle? The villagers and soldiers couldn't believe the scene in front of them at first, they didn't know how Fang Jing did it, let alone how the monster in front of them advanced.