If you want to find a way to supply for a long time, of course, you have to produce it yourself.

That is, to open a academy.

Take the path of Confucius, Guiguzi, Xunzi, and Dong Zhongshu.

It's just that this road is not easy to walk!

Full of thorns, the road ahead is bumpy.

Zhang Yue doesn't know, do you want to take such a path? Can you follow such a path?

From the bookshelf, he took a few books at random, Zhang Yue closed his eyes and entered the space again.

Put these scrolls under Jin Yumu's body.

With a stabbing sound, the flowers of Jin Yu wood siphoned up.

Countless bright golden threads were sucked into the buds from the book.

Then, as if with a full burp.

The buds bloom and the fragrance is overflowing.

Zhang Yue was immediately immersed in it, almost carried away, but fortunately he remembered the purpose of this trip, held the last Qingming, and silently recited in his heart: "Abacus lesson!" ”

It's also the best correlation he can think of.

Those last abacus lessons in the late nineties.

In an instant, he found that he seemed to have traveled through the universe, penetrated time, and traced back to the river of memory.

The sound of reading aloud is in my ears again.

It was the alma mater of the elementary school, which had been almost completely forgotten by memory, and the verdant shade of the trees shaded the windowsills of the school and blocked the invasion of sunlight.

The young and beautiful female teacher who had just graduated from college and was assigned to the school stood on the podium, holding the lesson preparation record prepared last night, and reading aloud with the whole class: "One by one, one by one, one by five, one by four, one by nine, one by one......"

One by one, the abacus clanged.

The young Zhang Yue took the abacus brought by the family and read aloud to the teacher on the table, moving the abacus while reading.

All this, as in yesterday, as in just.

Clear and profound, with an unobstructed view.

Time flies, beyond the cold and summer, across the spring and autumn.

Dozens of abacus lessons waved by.

Those former innocence and childlike fun have also passed away in a hurry.

Finally, Zhang Yue opened his eyes, and he was shocked to find that he seemed to have completely mastered the abacus technique.

There is no need for an abacus, and both hands are already automatically turning the abacus.

No matter what you want to calculate, as soon as the question comes to mind, your finger immediately moves the empty abacus in the air, and the answer immediately emerges.

"Is this a benefit for krypton?" Zhang Yue thought to himself: "Automatically strengthen the skill ability of backtracking? ”

He knew very well that he had never mastered such advanced abacus skills.

To put it mildly, in the abacus class of the primary school that year, he was definitely not the one who listened carefully.

And such a strong abacus ability is probably not available to those teachers who taught him abacus formulas.

It is about the ability that only those professional accountants can have.

Skills that have been accumulated over time after a lot of tempering.

However, he automatically mastered this ability, which may require more than ten years of abacus calculation immersion for others to initially possess.

Even conditioned reflexes were formed!

"This krypton gold thing is really good...... Zhang Yue laughed.

It seems that this space is very welcoming to Krypton players.

It's encouraging itself to be krypton?!

Whatever its intentions are? Does it serve any purpose?

It doesn't matter.

The important thing is that you can benefit and borrow its hand to protect yourself and your loved ones in this era!

Standing up, Zhang Yue stepped forward and picked up the jade fruit that had fallen to the ground.

This jade fruit bears exceptionally beautiful.

The mellow and lustrous, blue and white colors, flowing like a work of art, and the touch of warmth and fiery coexistence, makes Zhang Yue's love unstoppable.

And its size is also beyond any previous jade fruit, almost the size of an egg.

It is dozens of times larger than the jade fruit produced for the first time!

Judging from past experience, the ability it can exert to give birth is probably dozens of times that of the first jade fruit!

After these seven or eight verifications, Zhang Yue now understands.

The efficacy of the fruit is geometrically proportional to its size.

The larger the jade fruit, the stronger the effect.

Such a jade fruit is probably the largest jade fruit that these Jinyu trees can produce!

The best that can only be produced in the unique kryptonite state!

Of course, such a treasure cannot be used casually, it has to be used on the tip of a knife.

After thinking about it, Zhang Yue put it on the bamboo slip platform not far away and carefully treasured it.

…………………………………………

When I opened my eyes, the candlelight in the bedroom was already fading.

In the dark night, Zhang Yue's eyes were bright.

Even in such darkness, his eyesight was not affected, and he could see almost the entire bedroom.

This is an ability that he already had more than ten years ago.

Eyesight is almost a bug.

It is like an atavism to regain the eyesight that the ancient ancestors exercised thousands of years ago when they fought against fierce beasts and poisonous insects.

Never forget: humans were once the most terrifying animals on this planet, the creatures who stood and have always stood at the top of the food chain.

The so-called lions, tigers, and bears are just the prey of human ancestors.

Even if the dinosaurs are resurrected, they can only end up with mammoths and saber-toothed tigers!

But now, Zhang Yue found that he seemed to have some more abilities.

Strength!

In the muscles, it was as if it had exploded.

He even had an intuition, now, it was Xiang Yu in front of him, Lu Bu came out with a halberd, and he also had the strength to fight!

This seems to be the benefit given by space after krypton.

To be precise, it should be the aroma of Jin Yu wood that stimulates his body, makes him return to his ancestors, and regains the ancestral memories that have long been forgotten by brocade clothes and jade food and comfortable life.

He strode out of the house and into the courtyard.

When the brown horse on the shackle saw him, he immediately neighed happily.

Zhang Yue smiled and said, "Of course I won't forget your ......"

As he spoke, he put a pot of space water, a few wheat stalks and a few bean leaves into its manger.

'Xijun' immediately became cheerful, chirping and chirping.

In the past ten days in the Zhang family, this BMW, which is already a very divine horse, has now become more handsome.

It has distinct muscles, its eyes are large and bright, its hooves are more developed, its mane is silky satin, and its running speed and endurance have improved considerably.

What's more – it's a mare.

This means that it may be the ancestor of a good line of horses.

In other words, its value will probably be unlimited!

The Han family wants a good horse, just like a young man longs for the admiration of a girl.

For the sake of horses, the Han family even launched the Dawan War, expeditioning thousands of miles, crossing the desert and the Gobi, making the Dawan people kneel down and offer their national treasure - sweat and blood BMW!

However, now, in Zhang Yue's eyes, the most important value of this horse is not its preciousness and cherishment.

Instead, it is Zhao Rouniang's pet, a horse that can protect Zhao Rouniang.