Fang Jing had nothing to do, made a pot of tea and sat at home, just sorting out the thoughts in his head, at least for the current situation, Fang Jing still wants to carry forward medicine and grow stronger, although he doesn't have that ability, but as long as he has a lot of resources and equipment at hand, everything can be realized.

The development of medicine was originally intended to be for Fangjia Village, but to the extent that it was for the general public to serve, as long as there are more people who study medicine, there will be more medical students at that time, once there are more people studying medicine, it will naturally spread to the whole Datang, even if it can't spread to the whole Datang, it can also spread to all over the world.

Although Sun Simiao and they have not agreed to some of Fang Jing's requests at present, as far as the development of medicine is concerned, it is impossible for Fang Jing to stop, even if there are not enough children in Fangjia Village at that time, at least there are many relatives in each family, and there are relatives and relatives, and the number of people is naturally not afraid of being small.

At this time, Fang Jing was thinking about where to put the medical professor's classroom, and how to arrange those medical students, but at present, the Fang Family School only has five classrooms, and it currently occupies three classrooms for a long time, and the large classroom is only used once a week, and there is only one classroom left.

A classroom can seat fifty people, Fang Jing feels that it is a bit too little, at least two hundred people at a time, right? Or more, but the school is so big, unless another school is built, otherwise, it won't be able to accommodate so many students.

"Jing Wazi, what are you thinking?" At this time, Fang Da came to Fang Jing's house on crutches, and happened to see Fang Jing's appearance in a daze.

"Uncle Dayong is here, come in and sit." When Fang Jing saw Fang Dayong coming, she hurriedly got up, invited Fang Dayong to sit down, and poured a cup of tea for Fang Dayong.

"Jing Wazi, you were very delirious just now, did you have something in your heart?" Fang Dayong took a big sip of tea and asked Fang Jing.

"There are indeed some things that I can't think of." Fang Jing responded truthfully to Fang Dayong.

"Oh? What else can be hard for you? Jing Wazi, you come and listen, Uncle Dayong may not be able to help much, but many people will always have multiple ideas. Fang Da was strange in his heart, what big things could stump Fang Jing on, but he hadn't appeared before.

"Uncle Dayong, isn't there one or two famous doctors in the village, my original intention was to leave the two of them in Fangjia Village, or to teach medical skills to our Fangjia Academy, but I think it's just like that, some fuss is made, I wonder if I can let more students learn medicine, or recruit a group of children to start studying medicine, so that it is good to carry forward medical skills, but the school is so big, and there is no place to go to school after recruiting students, didn't I think about this problem just now." Fang Jing was indeed a little clueless in her heart.

"Jing Wazi, medical skills are not something that anyone can learn, I heard the village tell me some time ago, there was a divine doctor in the village before, and it is impossible for the divine doctor to stay in our Fangjia Village to teach the medical skills of the little babies, so the divine doctor stays in our Fangjia Village, and not everyone can learn the medical skills of the divine doctor, Jing Wazi, are you thinking too much?" Although Fang Da was curious about Fang Jing's thoughts in his heart, as far as his knowledge was concerned, these could not happen at all, let alone a divine doctor.

"Uncle Dayong, how about you say that I will build another school in Fangjia Village? It's about teaching medicine. Fang Jing looked at Fang Dayong and said.

"Rebuild the school? This is not a trivial matter, in a place like our Fangjia Village, where is there still a place to build a school, unless the school is built at the foot of the mountain, but it will take many years to complete the construction, besides, we already have a school in Fangjia Village, and another school is built, is it a bit much? Fang Dayong may not understand Fang Jing's thoughts, for him, reading and literacy is important, but it also has to be based on the actual situation.

Although the village is a little richer at the moment, it is still a small village, it is still a village family, but it is not as good as a big city like Jinzhou, the county seat, there are so many people, there are so many fields, whether it can feed more and more people in the future is a big problem, how can it be possible to build a school again, and this money is also more, and the workload is also large.

Fang Jing couldn't, she had been thinking about medicine in her head, how to operate it, and she didn't come up with a way, if she really wanted to build a medical school, the students recruited must have read books and have a certain level of cultural literacy, but this was not what Fang Jing thought at all, maybe Fang Jing was a little selfish, and just wanted to drive the little babies of the relatives of Fangjia Village or the villagers of Fangjia Village, but if you really want to build a medical school, the students recruited must not be your own children, then it will be really cheap for outsiders.

"Jing Wazi, you don't have to think too much about this, if you really want to learn a little baby, then you can go to the school and ask carefully, and let the divine doctor bring a few disciples." Fang Dayong's ideas are also realistic, and they are also in line with the current era, but for Fang Jing, the pattern is a little small.

"Uncle Dayong, this is not a matter of foresight, after the two famous doctors think about it, I will discuss it with them, if those two famous doctors are willing to stay, it is the best, if you don't want to stay, I will think of some other way." Fang Jing had his own plans in his heart, after all, this matter was a big deal, and he really couldn't think about it with one head, so he had to go to Muramasa and discuss it with them.

"Oh, by the way, Jing Wazi, I heard your aunt say what kind of cart you are doing, saying that it is for Xiaolinghua, you can pull it for me to see, Uncle Dayong can't do anything else, but it's still okay to do bamboo art." Fang Dayong didn't discuss the matter of studying medicine with Fang Jing anymore, and explained his intentions casually.

"What's going on? Okay, I'll go and show Uncle Da Yong. After hearing this, Fang Jing got up and went to the miscellaneous room to pull out the unfinished cart and put it in front of Fang Dayong.

"This is a cart, huh? But your craft really needs to be improved, is your little cart like this or does it need to be changed? Fang Dayong pushed the small cart, although the wheels were a little unsmooth to roll, but for Fang Dayong, the style was the first time he had seen it.

"Uncle Dayong, this small cart style is like this, my craftsmanship has always been like this, and I can't improve it, I originally wanted to make this small cart for Xiao Linghua, but I didn't expect my aunt to tell you." Fang Jing looked at the small cart with a rough groove that he had made himself with some embarrassment.

"Leave it to me, I'll make a good one for you, although it seems simple, but it still needs to be polished and polished, and it can't be so many thorns for the little baby to sit on." Fang Dayong is still quite confident in his own craftsmanship, although he has never made a small cart before, but with Fang Jing's template, Fang Dayong can make it with confidence.

"Thank you, Uncle Dayong, let's drink tea for a while, anyway, it's not in a hurry, Xiaolinghua is only so big, and it will have to wait until half a year to use it." Fang Jing carried the teapot and poured tea into the cup for Fang Da.

"That's not a hurry, since Xiao Linghua came to our village, there has been a lot of fun." Fang Dayong is actually quite envious of other people's many little babies.

Now Fangjia Village, is not as poor as before, everyone hopes to have a few more little babies, in ancient times, there are many small babies in the family, indicating that there are many sons and many blessings, branches and leaves, and the incense is vigorous, but for Fangjia Village, this does not seem to be suitable, there are few men in the village, how can there be more sons and more blessings? We can only hope for the next generation.

Fang Jing and Fang Dayong sat in the hall chatting a little, and occasionally laughed for a while, but most of them were Fang Dayong preaching Fang Jing's age, or saying some mother-in-law words, which made Fang Jing sometimes embarrassed and sometimes helpless, thinking that he would quickly blast Fang Dayong away and save himself a big head.

It's not that he really doesn't want to get married, it's just that he doesn't have a suitable object, not to mention that there are still a lot of things in Fangjia Village that have not been completed, otherwise Fang Jing would have run out of Fangjia Village to play everywhere, but Fang Jing didn't know, there are many villagers in Fangjia Village, they are worried that Fang Jing is an incompetent person, and if Fang Jing really knows about it, it is estimated that he will have to vomit three liters of blood.

"Uncle Dayong, don't say it, you see that Xiao Linghua is awake." Fang Jing finally waited until Xiao Linghua woke up, just looking for an excuse to flash people.

"Okay, Uncle Dayong won't say much, but you have to think about your mother-in-law, you see that you have to talk about your mother-in-law in two years, you have to hurry up as an elder brother." Fang Dayong didn't want to let go of Fang Jing in the end, so Fang Jing trotted to the house, picked up the crying Xiao Linghua and came to the rescue.

"Uncle Dayong, you can drink tea, I'll go make milk powder for Xiaolinghua." Fang Jing took Xiao Linghua to the stove room, brewed milk powder, and left Fang Dayong to sit in the hall alone.

Fang Dayong was also helpless, this matter, it was not his turn to talk about it, but Fang Jing's aunt always went to his house to say a few words when there was nothing to do, but as Fang Jing's father's best neighbor and Fang Jing's elder, he had to come to persuade Fang Jing, although it didn't play a role, it was better than not saying it.

After Fang Jing brewed milk powder for Xiao Linghua, she began to tease Xiao Linghua, although Xiao Linghua was only more than two months old at this time, she could already tell who was who, just like this Fang Jing at this time, Xiao Linghua knew each other, every time she saw Fang Jing, she would always call aa, and I didn't know if Xiao Linghua had a special liking for Fang Jing, or if she was held by Fang Jing since she was born.

As the little baby gets bigger and bigger, the appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and the time interval between sleeping and waking up will of course increase, so usually Fang Jing's family will prepare some hot or warm water to make milk powder for Xiao Linghua, otherwise if you go to boil water, then this time will take an hour or two, and by then, Xiao Linghua is probably so hungry that she will cry.

After a while, Chen Erlin and his wife also came back from the field, and saw Fang Dayong sitting in the hall drinking tea, while Fang Jing was holding Xiao Linghua and feeding milk powder.

"Uncle, aunt, you are back, then you can help me greet Uncle Dayong, and I will go to the village house." Fang Jing actually wanted to get away from it quickly, so as to save herself from being attacked again, and she could also go to Muramasa to discuss the matter of studying medicine.

"Okay, then you can go." Chen Erlin didn't say anything, he accompanied Fang Dayong to drink tea, chatting casually, while Fang Jing hugged Xiao Linghua and slowly walked towards the village house.

Along the way, when the villagers saw Fang Jing holding Xiao Linghua over, they would always say hello, and the women would always come over to tease Xiao Linghua, pinch Xiao Linghua's cute little face, so that Xiao Linghua would not be quiet when she drank milk powder, as long as anyone came to pinch Xiao Linghua's little face, Xiao Linghua would always prune her mouth, as if she was going to cry.

When he came to Murazheng's house, he didn't see Murazheng, he probably went to the field to be busy, Fang Jing couldn't, so he had to hold Xiao Linghua and start to wander around, and after a while, he went to the villagers' houses that built new houses to take a look, and then went to the big banyan tree to take a look.

Fang Jing didn't want to go home now, Fang Jing was sure that Fang Dayong had told his aunt what he had just said, if he went home now, he probably wouldn't be able to live.

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