Chapter 9 Strive to be a slut

Yun Lang looked at his muddy hands and laughed, often doing things that Dazai didn't expect would be of great benefit to the two of them for a long time in the future.

Once the stove is ready, the next step is naturally to bake and then keep warm, otherwise the stove will blow up.

Dazai was surprised to see Yun Lang make a strange stove out of coiling with sticks of cement, his craft was very skillful, as if he often did these kinds of work.

Yun Lang was busy all night, and Dazai saw him go out countless times, until dawn, and then fell asleep on the bamboo slips.

Dazai got up very early, sat on the edge of the fire and sharpened the wooden slabs with a knife, and recently because Yunlang came, there were a lot of things that needed to be recorded.

Standing barefoot on a cold stone would make people go crazy, and Yun Lang wrapped his feet in two wolf skins, still shivering from the cold.

It was only after he pulled out the stove that was completely covered with plant ash that he felt better.

The furnace is fired very well, there are no cracks, and the inner cavity is not large, which is enough for Yunlang.

After all, all he wanted was a knife and a few awls, and if he could, he wanted to make a kitchen knife that worked.

With Dazai's help, Yun Lang placed the anvil on a thick wooden pier, which was at a height that suited his current stature.

The charcoal-burning kiln has been cooled for enough time, and after it is opened, there is still a heat wave spewing out of it.

It's no wonder that tigers and doe like to lie on top of the charcoal kiln for the past few days.

Seeing that Yun Lang was burned into charcoal, Dazai sighed, took out a piece of formed charcoal and said to Yun Lang: "A hundred exquisite works are of great benefit to the country, this is a truth that everyone knows.

At that time, all the workers of Daqin were subject to the country, and Daliangzao acted as a sixteenth-level lord to act for hundreds of workers, and it cannot be said that he did not value the hundred workers.

It's a pity that most of the people who operate the hundred workers are domestic slaves, and once you succeed me Dazai, you will be among the five doctors of the ninth level of the knighthood, and if you play with these cheap industries, you will be punished by the head of the left, and you will attract the ridicule of others. ”

Yun Lang started to add charcoal to the stove and said with a smile: "I need a pair of shoes now, and before I can make shoes, I need to get a suitable awl."

Now, it's just the two of us, in front of you, I have no scruples, as long as I live comfortably, I can do anything. ”

Dazai sighed again and said, "What the old man is worried about is your passable temperament.

The scholar is the son of a daughter, and he can't sit down, even if he drinks a spoonful of food, he should abide by his demeanor, and he will not change his original intention even if he dies.

Without such determination, even the Marquis of Lie Che is just a monkey. ”

Yun Lang looked at his black hands, and then at Dazai, who was dressed in tatters, and he didn't see any difference between the two.

"Can't starving to death discard the dignity of a scholar?"

"There are sages on Shouyang Mountain."

"Do you want to drink the water of the stolen spring when you are thirsty?"

"Nonsense, I Daqin established the country by law, from father, son, brother and sister, not allowed to sleep on the same kang until the whole country uses a uniform size of liters, buckets, catties, and two.

and then organized a group of ten families, supervised each other's violations of the law, and hid and did not report to nine households.

Then those who are engaged in land reclamation will not receive land taxes for nine years, those who cultivate the fields and weave cloth are particularly good, and those who have accumulated a lot of grain are exempted from taxation and labor.

interpersonal disputes, resorting to the government, prohibiting private duels, fighting against the enemy, and rewarding with beheading; You must have meritorious service in battle to be promoted, and noble merchants, if you do not have military merits, cannot serve as government officials.

There is a law for every kind of thing, everyone acts according to the law, slaves live by a hundred jobs, and scholars and doctors give advice to the state, and they rule the herdsmen for a living, and each does his own way, and there is no trespass.

Kongqiu's words are just the thoughts of a family, and they cannot be fully believed. ”

Yun Lang's mouth opened wide, and he said in surprise: "We are Legalists?" ”

Dazai habitually looked at the white clouds floating in the sky and said, "Only because of the Shang monarch's change of law can my Qin State become the Seven Heroes of the World."

Li Si legislated, only then can I have the opportunity to dominate the world in Daqin, and there is nothing wrong with us calling ourselves Legalists. ”

"But, these two died so miserably."

"The leopard leaves its skin when it dies, the goose leaves its voice, and the name of the person dies, which is a meritorious work for the ages, and a trivial matter of life and death."

Yun Lang turned his head in pain, he decided not to talk to this kind of person who took his life seriously.

The two have only been together for a month, and this guy has twice taken his life for the sake of fame and fortune.

In the future, if it is possible, you must stay away from this kind of person, standing with them, it is worse than being struck by lightning, God knows that one day, because of being close to him, he was connected by his ideals, and finally was divided by a certain powerful person.

The bad guys in this world are all alive and well, and the good guys can only stay famous by selling miserably, and fools know the trade-offs.

Yun Lang feels that he is a layman, and if he is not a layman, he will not die because he can't stand his wife's nagging.

It is right that the laity like some mundane things, whether it is to bargain with the vendor and save a penny, or to produce an extra bucket of wheat in the field, even if it is to take an extra look at a beautiful woman on the street, and the pleasure of lust is a good thing.

As for the fact that future generations read their own tragic history and gave birth to ambitions, he is not proud at all.

When you die, your body rots and you have nothing left, and you have a fart to keep your name.

Yun Lang didn't destroy the stove and throw away the hammer in the first place, which made Dazai very disappointed.

He admits that Yun Lang is a very bright student and will definitely be able to have a great future in his studies.

At the same time, he also admitted that if he wants to transform Yunlang into a real scholar, there is still a long way to go.

The first thing to hit in iron is the fire tongs, and the fire tongs brought by Dazai are full of Qin and Han styles, simple and clumsy.

After passing through the skin blower, the stove gave Yun Lang a lot of face, the flames were blazing, and the color changed from orange to cyan, and under the high temperature, it didn't take long to burn a broken iron sword red.

The big hammer needs a lot of strength to pick it up, Yun Lang didn't have this ability, so he had to use a small hammer to fold the broken iron sword into two layers, and then while the iron was still hot, he swung the hammer violently, and the carbon in the soft iron was smashed out.

Without coke, under the action of the blast skin, the charcoal burned out in a short time, and seeing the charcoal decreasing little by little, Yun Lang almost gave up his majestic plan.

After a long day, the charcoal was used a lot, and Yun Lang was exhausted before he finished a small pair of fire tongs.

Dragged back to the stone house like a dead dog by a tiger, Dazai sat in the very clean stone house that Yunlang cleaned up and drank water leisurely.

No matter what Yunlang produced, it couldn't touch Dazai's heart of the warriors.

He was so relieved that he took the fire tongs made by Yun Lang, and threw the charcoal that Yun Lang had burned into the fire pit.

This guy doesn't like to work, but he likes to enjoy the convenience that Yunlang brings him.

For example, he is now uncomfortable without changing his clothes once a day, even though he only has two torn clothes.

The grace of saving lives is greater than the sky, Yun Lang naturally doesn't care about these, and after being dragged back by the tiger, he has to struggle to get up and make chicken soup for everyone.

Since the last time Yunlang boiled a pot of pheasant soup in a gray pottery pot, Dazai has basically stopped cooking.

Yun Lang has always been the pursuit of not getting tired of eating, the days have been miserable, if there is no expectation of food every day, there is no quality of life at all.

The dried wild boar meat is forced out of the fat by the hot water, and when the fat is mixed with star anise, Sichuan pepper, ginger, and wild onion, the rich aroma permeates the stone house.

The thick boar leg bone with a large piece of fat pork that did not need to be cooked, was cooled by Yunlang and placed in front of the tiger.

The tiger now enjoys eating cooked food, and although most of its food is bloody, the salty cooked meal every night is still the tiger's greatest enjoyment.

Before the tiger could get his mouth, the pork leg bone was taken away by Dazai, and he complained as he ate: "It's a waste to feed such a delicacy to the animals." ”

Wild beasts are protective of food, and it has nothing to do with taming or not.

The tiger king roared, and before he could pounce and snatch the food, a thick wooden stick struck the tiger on the head, and he didn't know how Dazai did it.

The Tiger King, who was still sad and angry just now, staggered and took two steps on the ground, and then fell to the ground.

Dazai threw away the wooden stick in his hand, glanced at the tiger and then looked at Yun Lang and said: "A beast is a beast, and only by learning the rules can it continue to live, if one day it has the heart of killing the master, it should be skinned and fried." ”

Yun Lang put down the wooden spoon and arched his hand: "Jin is taught!" Dazai and the beasts fight for food, and they lose their identity. ”

Dazai put down the pork leg bone that he was about to eat and said, "Slaves and scholars, one on the flat ground and one in the sky, slaves and beasts are in the same row.

It is the way of heaven for the old man to take the food of the beast slave and fill his stomach.

Since Zhou Tianzi lost the world, the world has risen together, the nations have been fighting endlessly, and strange schemes have emerged one after another, and strange people and strange people have sprung up even more often.

Those who fight for the world are scholars, those who power the world are scholars, and those who serve the world are scholars.

Scholars control the people like cattle and horses, drive the common people, slaves go to the arena like watching children's play, scholars are the masters of the world, and giving and asking is a gift from God.

Yunlang, you should remember that you are a scholar, and you can have compassion, but you can't abuse it.

Just like today's tiger eclipse, it is used to drinking blood on weekdays, you rashly give it cooked food, once you get used to eating cooked food, it will be lazy to hunt, and I have no source of food.

Therefore, it is the principle of heaven to abide by its path, and it should not be changed rashly, otherwise it will be the disaster of biting the umbilicus. ”

Yun Lang felt that Dazai was brainwashing himself.

Any great truth is justified for a certain period of time, until it is extinguished by another, greater truth.