In later generations, China built railways as if it were fun, often tens of thousands of kilometers, but in the Ming Dynasty, it was only necessary to build a road of less than 20 kilometers, and Ma Du was almost embarrassed to death.

It's not that there is no money, no technology, there is no land, this is not a joke, from Yingtian to Fangshan is a flat and abundant water, it is a rare fertile land, there are many noble farms, and there are also many small and medium-sized landlords.

In fact, these people are easy to deal with, Xungui is just a matter of Ma Du's words, and the landlord is also easy to dismiss, they know that as long as they give enough compensation, it is very simple to give up a piece of land.

The most difficult thing is that Ma Du has always thought that the most lovely and simple little peasant, as soon as he heard that there was a noble lord who wanted his family's land, he cried, made trouble and hanged himself as if he wanted his life.

I told them that it was clear that I was buying land, not grabbing land, but I didn't believe it, saying that the Mongolian lord used such a trick back then, even if he sent the silver to his eyes, and said that he had never seen the silver and didn't know whether it was true or false.

Ma Du had no choice but to change the route, building a road along the desolate beach of the Qinhuai River to the riverside wharf, and made a plan to do it, but the group of small farmers who were unwilling to sell their land came to find work.

Seeing them happily counting copper coins to Fangshan every evening to buy wine and meat, Ma Du was so angry that his liver hurt, and he didn't fire them for squid because they worked hard.

After taking a turn on the construction site closest to his home, Ma Du instructed the steward: "The farm is about to be busy, so let's stop the work first, and then resume work when the seedlings are planted." ”

There are no professional migrant workers, even if Lao Zhu is engaged in engineering, he has to pick the idle time to do it, Ma Du naturally does not break the rules, otherwise those imperial historians who pretend to be coercive will impeach him.

was about to go home to take a shower and change clothes, when a person ran quickly in front of him, "Grandpa stay, grandpa stays!" ”

Ma Du stood up and asked, "It's Huang Yuanwai, do you have something wrong?" ”

"The villain just got a jar of good tea, I want you to try it!" Huang Youcai said as he took out a jar of tea from his sleeve, and he knew that it was the best tea just by looking at the jar.

"I'm afraid there's something wrong with Huang Yuanwai."

Huang Youcai smiled wryly: "I know that I can't hide it from my grandfather, the villain drank with the steward of your match workshop yesterday, and I heard that he said that as long as you pay a sum of money to the house, you can get the recipe for making matches, but is it true?" ”

"It turns out that this is the case, it is indeed true, but it was not handed over to the mansion but to the academy, and the recipe for the match was made by the students of the academy."

Matches, a business with little technical content and thin profits, Ma Du felt that it was better to let it out as soon as possible, otherwise it would not be popularized, and it would not be able to form an industry at all by relying on the Ma family's half-star output.

Huang Youcai rubbed his hands and said, "How much does it cost?" ”

"Not much, only two hundred taels is enough."

"It's only two hundred taels? I guess I'm going to sell it to someone else. ”

"Naturally, Da Ming is so big, can you eat it alone? I'm not afraid to die! Now a box of matches can be sold for ten yuan, and the profit is still passable. ”

"Yes, yes, the villain will go to the academy to pay the silver." Huang Youcai stuffed the tea leaves to Zhang Wuliu, and went in a hurry.

As soon as Ma Du arrived at the door, he saw Bi Lin rushing over, the father and daughter almost bumped into each other, Ma Du reached out and knocked on her head, "It's almost dinner, where are you going in a hurry?" ”

Bi Lin shook the cloth burden in her hand, "Hmm...... The dumplings were steamed at home, and the children took some to Mrs. Shunde and Doni to deliver some. ”

"Good! If you have a heart, go early and come back early! ”

"Hmm!" Bi Lin responded and ran briskly towards the academy, but halfway through the barren beach, she plunged into the dense forest, the forest path was narrow and crooked, full of gravel and thorns, but she walked on the ground as quickly as a rabbit.

Seeing that the path was about to come to an end and suddenly turned, he came to a cave in the forest, Shinemon was guarding the stove as usual to cook rice, and when he saw Bi Lin hurriedly turned around and kowtowed, "The Lord is back!" ”

"Hmm!" Bi Lin untied her baggage, "Tie Chou, do you like sweet dumplings or salty dumplings?" ”

"I like all the iron ugly that the Lord has given me!"

"Then I'll give you a salty one, there is bacon in it, and it tastes very fragrant!" Bi Lin took one for Shinemon, carried a small cloth bag into the cave, and as soon as she entered, she was surprised and said, "Master, why are there so many people today?" ”

I saw that in addition to Gu Zifeng in Shandong, there were more than ten other people, including monks, Taoist priests, Confucian scholars, merchants, and some wearing short brown characteristics that were not very obvious, but from the family items they carried, it could be seen that there were farmers, woodcutters, fishermen, and even a dwarf.

Gu Zifeng beckoned to her, "Bi Lin, come here!" ”

"Oh." Bi Lin came to him and asked, "Master, are these people your friends?" ”

"Yes, they are all friends of the teacher, and you came here today to get to know them!"

Bi Lin put down the burden in her hand, "Then the master still doesn't introduce the apprentices, let me meet them one by one." ”

"Good!" Gu Zifeng got up and pointed at a monk and said, "This is Master Huiyuan!" ”

"Bi Lin has seen Master Hui Yuan!" Bi Lin is not the etiquette of the daughter's family, but the etiquette of a martial artist who clings his hands and fists.

"Amitabha!" The thin monk immediately returned the salute with his hands right, and took a string of prayer beads from his wrist, "A little greeting gift, and please ask the donor to smile." ”

Bi Lin stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "The red sandalwood is very valuable, but the elder does not dare to say goodbye, and Bi Lin has thanked Master Huiyuan." ”

"Good! Hehe......" The monk smiled and said no more.

Gu Zifeng pointed to the old man next to him whose eyebrows and beard were already snow-white, and said, "This is Mr. Bai!" ”

"The younger generation has seen Mr. Bai!" Birling stepped forward to salute.

Lao Ru stared intently at the jade plate dangling under her neck, and replied: "No courtesy, please accept it with a little heart!" ”

As he spoke, he took out a fan from his sleeve and handed it over, Bi Lin hurriedly took it with both hands, "Thank you, sir, Mr. likes this jade plate?" It's for you! ”

She said that she was about to take off the jade card, but the old man hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The old man just took a casual look, but he didn't dare to accept it." ”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Bi Lin looked dazed, not knowing why a small jade plate did not dare to accept it.

"Bi Lin come here, this is the Iron Fan Dao man!"

Gu Zifeng pulled Bi Lin to introduce his friends to him one by one, and everyone gave Bi Lin a gift, Bi Lin opened the burden, "Thanks to the generous gifts of the elders, Bi Lin can only return the gift with zongzi, and I hope you don't dislike it." ”

She carried the small baggage and distributed it to everyone one by one, and gave more to the dwarf and told the dwarf to eat more to grow bigger, which made the dwarf smile bitterly.

Bi Lin finally took out a large zongzi from the baggage, which looked very strange, and handed it to Gu Zifeng, "Master, this apprentice specially wrapped it for you, and there is a lot of bacon and dates in it." ”

Gu Zifeng said with a bitter face: "Where is there a rice dumpling wrapped with bacon and dates, the barbecue you made last time pulled the stomach for the teacher for three days, but I don't dare to eat what you made anymore." ”

Everyone laughed again, and the white-eyed old man quipped: "No matter how delicious it is, it is always sincere, and there is such a well-behaved apprentice, even the old man who eats poison." ”

"That's it, Master doesn't know how to be blessed when he is in the midst of blessings!" Bi Lin peeled off the reed leaves and handed a lump of raw rice balls mixed with candied dates and bacon to Gu Zifeng's mouth, "Master, eat it!" ”

After eating the zongzi, a group of people gathered around to talk to Bi Lin, it didn't matter what was important, it was all the words of adults coaxing children.

Bi Lin is a drama spirit who has seen a big scene, so she naturally will not have stage fright, and she can talk eloquently in the face of a group of strange adults, she is clever and polite, which makes a group of adults laugh.

Gu Zifeng looked at the sky outside, "It's not too early, Bi Lin hurry home, don't let your family come out to look for you." ”

Bi Lin got up from the stool and said to everyone: "Bi Lin has gone home, and she will come back tomorrow to talk to the elders." ”

She gave a salute and turned around and walked out of the cave, but everyone kept sending them outside the cave, Gu Zifeng turned his head to look at the white-eyed old man beside him, "What does Mr. Bai think?" ”

The white-eyed old man nodded and said, "Since it is the person chosen by the ancestor, I have nothing to say in the Ming Sect. ”

The thin monk smiled: "What a good boy!" ”

The Iron Fan Daoist stepped forward, "Elder Huiyuan's words are too thin, and he wants to say that this girl is a dragon and phoenix among people." I remember that when I first met the Sect Master, she was seventeen years old, far from the bearing of this little girl. Looking at her pace, I'm afraid she has learned the Dharma King and become kung fu! ”

Gu Zifeng stretched out his hand, "It's forty percent!" ”

"What a seedling!" The merchant stepped forward and said: "Iron Fan Lao Dao, you want to say that the first sect leader Xiaojiazi said bluntly, in my opinion, this is not strange, and I don't look at Han Shantong's background, what is her identity, and the plane tree is naturally a phoenix." It's just that it is debatable whether the great plan for the founding of the kingdom mentioned by His Holiness will work. ”

"Nature works." A boatman with a pulp said: "Sun Protector should not be in the sky, I don't know how powerful his Lao Tzu is, but I have seen Fang Shan change from a barren area to more prosperous than Yingtian."

There must be Dongshengzhou, the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty have been building ships and preparing to go to sea, her family wants ships and ships to have wealth and wealth, and it is not a dream to go to sea to establish a country with the power of her family, this sect leader I admitted. ”

The dwarf smiled and said, "I also recognized the sect leader for the two zongzi she gave me, but I remember how disgusted the sect leader was when he saw me." ”

Monk Huiyuan said: "When I first established the sect leader, I thought that the Dragon and Phoenix Imperial Court still had residual strength. But the first sect leader was obsessed with personal grudges, and he took risks and ventured into the world, and now the remnants of the Dragon and Phoenix Court have long been exterminated by the Jinyi Guard, and the sect members who still remember King Xiao Ming, but they all want to be a great Ming Shunmin.

The Holy Sect is now not attached to the hearts of the people, unless there are troubled times again, looking at this pseudo-clear atmosphere, I am afraid that there will be no chance for hundreds of years, and it is difficult to say whether my Holy Sect will still be there at that time. It is the best choice to go to sea with pious sects to build the White Lotus Buddha Kingdom, and maybe the poor monks will have the opportunity to take a look. ”

When everyone heard this, they also echoed it, and Gu Zifeng said: "What are you waiting for!" ”

He lifted his hem and bowed to Bi Lin's back that was about to disappear, "Subordinates send the lord!" ”

The others also knelt down and bowed their heads, "My subordinates send the Lord to you!" ”