Wei Yi is not a cliché person, and he doesn't need Chen Sheng to kowtow to his teacher. In a few words, the master-apprentice relationship with Chen Sheng was finalized.

But this night is destined to be sleepless.

Chen Sheng put his body into a "big" character and was excited for a night on the underground mat in the corner of the room. It was as if he had seen the bright direction of his future destiny. The sound of the crickets in the corner of the wall was also more pleasant to hear in Chen Sheng's ears than before, as if it echoed the unrealistic throbbing in Chen Sheng's heart.

It has been more than half a year since he came to this world, and although Chen Sheng has worked hard to change his fate, the effect is not very ideal. For the first time tonight, I felt a possible turn in hope in life. From the names of those people obtained from the conversation with the teacher, he finally confirmed that he was really in a historical era, and many of the confusions in his heart about this era were also solved by Wei Yi in the content of the story.

After tossing and turning for half a night, he suddenly remembered that his name seemed to have something to do with a very awesome name more than ten years later, and he was extremely nervous.

That name has been written in the harsh history books, and it sounds very funny, but the end is very sad. It made Chen Sheng tremble for a long time, wondering if he would find a teacher to change his name after dawn. He is looking forward to being able to participate in this era and make a name for himself. But I don't want my fate to be as tragic as recorded in history.

"History may be like that, but that's in my absence, and now that I'm here, it's not like that anymore! I want to use this name to create a different history! After thinking for a long time, Chen Sheng thought of the words when the old Taoist threw him off the platform, and after he exhaled heavily, he clenched his fists and said fiercely. Isn't that what the old Taoist is doing to change all this?

He came into this world with nothing but his name and his medical skills, which did not give full play to his strengths. This name, he wants to keep. He firmly believes that the wheel of history will change dramatically because of his arrival. Although he still has no idea what that change will be.

Excitement, longing, hesitation and anticipation kept Chen Sheng awake at night.

Between the tosses and turns, the five more chickens crowed. Chen Sheng suddenly remembered that even if he worshiped the countryman as a teacher, he still couldn't solve the problem of his stomach, and the food stored at home was only five days, which was still his own amount of food, plus a teacher with a better appetite than him, this bit of food was not enough to eat and drink for two days.

Survival is the primary concern. Chen Sheng listened attentively for a moment, and found that the teacher was snoring evenly at this time, obviously still asleep, so he immediately tiptoed sideways and went to the kitchen to cook a pot of gruel and boil a bowl of medicine.

This is for Wei Yu. After doing all this, the sky was slightly bright, and looking up at the clouds in the sky, Chen Sheng exhaled a heavy breath of turbidity, and suddenly felt refreshed.

A new day begins.

……

"Chen Sheng......" The steward with a somewhat hoarse voice was on the ridge, and shouted loudly towards Chen Sheng's position. The steward's surname is Zhou Mingwen, a middle-aged man in his thirties, and a steward in charge of grain and livestock in the family of Mr. Zhang, the largest household in Yangcheng. Although the position of Zhou steward is not high, he is in charge of grain income and expenditure, which is a big fat shortage. Every autumn harvest season is the busiest time for Steward Zhou, and at this point every year, Steward Zhou's fat will drop a few catties.

Chen Sheng, who was sweating and harvesting rice, heard someone calling, straightened up and looked back. Seeing that it was Steward Zhou's call, he didn't dare to slack off, stopped what he was doing, strode closer, and said with a grin: "Steward Zhou, what are your orders?" "Although Zhou Wen usually has a mean behavior, he is really good to the diligent Chen Sheng, and in just a few days, he treats Chen Sheng differently. Chen Sheng was not bad impressed with him.

Looking at the short-term workers in the field, Zhou Wen's brows suddenly wrinkled, "Come, come, talk under the tree over there." As soon as Zhou Wen waved his hand, he walked behind with a gloomy face.

The heat was scorching at noon, and Steward Zhou naturally wouldn't stand in the sun sweating like an ordinary servant, he just needed to find a shady place to rest, and take a few evil servants to patrol from time to time.

"Steward Zhou, do you have any instructions?" Chen Sheng found that today's treatment seemed to be much higher, and he was puzzled. After following Zhou Wen to the shade of the tree, Zhou Wen actually poured him a bowl of herbal tea.

"Chen Sheng, you said that it would be great if all the servants worked as hard as you......" Zhou Guan sighed: "Look at that group of cubs, they are tired every day, how many years and months will it take for these thousands of hectares of rice to be harvested!" ”

When Chen Sheng heard this, he understood the reason why Steward Zhou was worried. Yangcheng, which originally belonged to the territory of the Qin State, was in the war in previous years, and the displaced people were lost, and the fields of Zhangfu were not afraid of not finding helpers to cultivate, so they organized a large number of homeless people to open up wasteland and farm, and made a fortune by buying and selling grain to the major warring states, but in recent years, with the stability of the war situation, the empire gradually established counties and began to settle the displaced people, and a large number of wasted land was developed, and the number of helpers was greatly reduced. In the busy farming season, there are not many short-term workers, and Zhou Wen, who is responsible for harvesting grain, is naturally in great difficulty, if he does not harvest all the grain before the rice is fully ripe, then he will not have to stay in the position of being in charge anymore.

Originally, there were still ten days to buffer the matter, so he could find more ways to solve it. But last night, Master Zhang asked Zhou Wen to hurry up, and he must rush the food within five days. Because a grain buyer raised the price by 30 percent to buy 5,000 stone of grain, he demanded that it be shipped as soon as possible.

Zhou Wen was in a hurry, he didn't know what to do, and when he was in a hurry, he thought of Chen Sheng, who was sweet and diligent.

This kid has always been an elf, the day before yesterday saw Zhou Wen make a mistake in calculating the accounts, and gave Zhou Wen some small suggestions, Zhou Wen will be suspicious of Chen Sheng's method, and found that the accounts of managing grain are much clearer. Zhou Wen had already made up his mind, and when the autumn harvest was over, he would recruit Chen Sheng into Zhang's Mansion and fight under him. First, it can help him deal with some complicated account books, and secondly, it can be regarded as helping Chen Sheng. Listening to Chen Daniu, this child is strange and pitiful in this world without relatives and no reason, and it is better to be a subordinate in Zhang's Mansion than to be a domestic helper outside, right?

Chen Sheng drank the herbal tea "gurgling", wiped the water stains on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Manager Zhou, in fact, if you want everyone to work diligently, it won't be very difficult." It's just that there are some ways you are willing to do it. ”

Zhou Wen's eyes lit up. He had always known that Chen Sheng had a lot of ideas, and he was overjoyed, so he took Chen Sheng's hand and said, "This is true, come and hear it!" ”

Chen Sheng pretended to have a bitter face: "But Manager Zhou, if I help you come up with this method, how can you thank me?" "Chen Sheng is not a bowl of herbal tea that can be passed away at will. In fact, he hopes that the longer those servants grind, the better, because there are not many days for the helpers, and if they work for one more day, they will get one more day of food.

"Well, if it works, I'll give you three loads of rice, no, five loads! In addition, I will get you an errand in the house, what do you think? Zhou Wen is also refreshing. He can still spend three or five quintals of grain at will. The "reasonable loss" of rice every year is more than three or five hundred quintals!

If it was in the past, hearing Zhou Wen's words, Chen Sheng would definitely be overjoyed. Being able to work in Zhang's Mansion can be regarded as a big improvement in the environment, but after worshipping Wei Yi as a teacher last night, Chen Sheng's vision has been much higher, he is a student of the dignified imperial scholar, and he went to be a servant, isn't this a smear on the teacher's face?

"Steward Zhou, it's okay in front, let's talk about it later, I don't want you to be embarrassed by my affairs." Chen Sheng couldn't refuse Zhou Wen either, so he had to express his wishes euphemistically, and the Zhang Mansion was also very strict in recruiting servants, and it was difficult for people like Chen Sheng to enter it if they were of unknown origin.

But Zhou Wen patted his chest and said heartily: "Don't get in the way, I can still do this little brother." "Dare Qing didn't understand the meaning of Chen Sheng's words, and lowered the shelf, claiming to be an old brother. Speaking of this, Zhou Wen's expression became sad again: "Brother Chen Sheng, what way do you deal with these thorns?" ”