Yanzhou, Dong'e City, outside the gate of the fertilizer workshop.

A young man with a donkey and a cloth robe, under the guidance of Fang Guang's guard, strode into the workshop.

Compared with forty days ago, Xu Shu's expression was a little less sharp and fiercely arguing with Fang Guang, and more inexplicable restlessness that he tried his best to suppress.

Fang Guang saw at a glance that Xu Shu's hands, hair, and clothes were covered with grass clippings and dirt ash, as if he had been intercepted by a bandit and escaped in the soil.

"Yuan Zhi? What are you? Was it intercepted by Lu Bu's halfway? ”

"No, Datong, I'm actually in Dong'e, dormant in the fields for a few days, every day watching the Qingzhou military households, Xuzhou Mintun work, I haven't come here, today I still listened to General Tai Shici's words, I know that you are back, this is how you appeared!"

"Mr. Datong, the output and operation of your Cang Tingjin have already been memorized by Yuan Zhi!"

"The land in the world, if the pieces are operated and managed by Mr., all the people of Kyushu are afraid that there will never be a risk of freezing and starvation!"

"Xu Shu is here, first for the people of the world, thank you sir!"

After Xu Shu finished speaking, he made a respectful gesture to Fang Guangbi in front of him, and Han Hao glanced at each other, and his heart was very shocked.

You must know that in the Han Dynasty, even if there were famous people who were courteous and virtuous, but no matter how high or low the gate valve was, everything would be famous!

The family background is not enough, even if the high door is polite to people, the indifference in the heart, and the forced gaze, how can it be exhausted.

Even Cao Cao himself, he had to rely on killing the side to give way to Liwei in order to barely suppress the Yanzhou gate valve.

Fang Guang was born, compared to after Cao Song, it was far worse, how could Xu Shu also be born in the middle grade, so pretentious, out of sincerity, compared to the loss of the fight and commitment to do things, it is not the same.

Fang Guang has been in this world for such a long time, he has seen the white eyes of the gate valve of I don't know how many, and the eyes of Xu Shuli who couldn't help but be so respectful also turned slightly red, and he grabbed two steps to support Xu Yuanzhi, a celebrity.

"A little bit of small road, where to talk about the benefit of the people, even if there are miraculous skills, if it is not managed by talented and virtuous people, everything will not be possible, Yanzhou, the world, we will have to work together in the future!"

"Datong, do you know that the bean sprouts are less than twenty days old, and they have already grown stronger than the other half, how difficult it is?"

"I used Mr. Wolong's method to calculate, the power of this fertilizer workshop can grow three percent of the mu, plus deep irrigation, fifty percent, it is not a problem!"

"If Zhuge Kongming comes with me, I will definitely pay homage to Mr. when I see this festival!"

Xu Shu kept talking about Zhuge Liang in his mouth, which made Fang Guang's heart feel hot.

Regardless of the Shu Han lineage, Liu Bei brothers, in this troubled era, how much darkness hidden under the sun, Zhuge Kongming, Wuhou, are all people he respects.

Bow to the end, after death, the power of Yizhou and one state to challenge Cao Wei, such a strategic pattern, thousands of years of history, how many people can do it?

Fang Guang's heart suddenly became hot, and he couldn't help but ask.

"Yuan Zhi, Zhuge Kongming, is the best in the world, you may persuade him to serve Ming Gong, if you can come to Yanzhou, I should do my best to guarantee that Ming Gong reuses Mr. with my net worth, that is, I am Mr. Mister's deputy, and there is nothing to say!"

Thinking of the power of Zhuge Fangguang's combination, Sima of the other department rubbed his hands and laughed a little silly all of a sudden.

Xu Shu shook his head in embarrassment.

"Datong, I really told Mr. about this, Mr. has great ambitions, and he is not willing to go out of the mountain for the time being, even if he wants to go out of the mountain, I am afraid he will not come to the Ming Gongshi!"

Xu Shu didn't want to talk more about this matter, Fang Guang sighed in his heart, and didn't ask any more.

He suddenly had a bad premonition, Wu Hou was afraid that his fate would have a different intersection in the future, and in the final analysis, his exposure to Liu Xuande was one-sided.

Maybe in the eyes of some celebrities, he is aiding the abuse, and then splashing the dirty water with the big ears.

"Master Sima, Zhuge Kongming won't come if he doesn't come, and now the most important thing in Yanzhou is not an adult!"

"Don't hide it from Datong, before this Ming Gong's expedition to the west, I want to meet the lord with the adults, this fertilizer workshop, everything is good, but white ash is rare!"

"Yuan Shao, several states in the south of the Yangtze River, I have asked the merchants to transport this thing, this thing must be burned with charcoal!"

"Now the people's power in the world is mostly used for farming and warfare, the price of firewood and charcoal is quite expensive, white ash, and it will be gone in a few days, how can this workshop continue?"

Zao Yuan's face was full of sadness, and he diverted the topic, leading the discussion to the current major events.

Dongjun Ling, the tone was bitter, and the joy of Xinfei's success disappeared without a trace.

When Fang Guang heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and his heart suddenly dawned, during the Han Dynasty, this quicklime was fired from charcoal. This thing, troubled times will not be cheap!

The big boss is famously poor, and now he is touching the golden school captain, and he is still looking for ancient tombs to excavate in various places.

Xun Yu, Guo Jia, it's not easy to get enough military rations, where can I have the money to buy quicklime?

"Where does Ming Gong have money, or Xun You brought Wan Guan family wealth here, and now Ming Gong, I'm afraid that he will plunder the Quartet!"

"White ash is expensive, let's make it ourselves, charcoal? My white ash, this thing is burned, it costs money and effort, with charcoal, I remember that Hezhong, Hedong, Guanzhong, all have this thing! ”

Ancient coal, called coal, the Han Dynasty this thing was not popular in the world, looking at the jujube, Han Hao was at a loss, and Xu Shu on the side opened his mouth to explain.

"Coal, but it is the most in Guanzhong, the black hard stone, I only say this thing in the southwest of the land, used to burn the tower to ward off evil spirits, it turns out that it can also refine white ash? Datong, everything in the world, and what you don't know? ”

Xu Shu's eyes widened, looking at Fang Guang in surprise, the more he dealt with the teenager, the more he felt that this Yellow Turban Captain gave people an unfathomable feeling.

This kind of feeling, even Zhuge Kongming failed to let him feel it.

"This thing is everywhere, you need to dig wells, support, ventilate, drainage, I can draw a map for you here, Zaojun Order, this thing Yanzhou has a plan, where there is no fire in the mountain, the belly of the mountain is this thing!"

"You can send scribes to inspect the soil under the jurisdiction of the Ming Gong, dig out the charcoal, burn out the white ash, and sell it to Yuan Shao, Li Xuan, and Liu Biao!"

"Also, copper and iron, as long as I find the ore, I also have a refining method, and when the time comes, the sharp knives and guns under the command of the Duke of Ming will not be comparable to other states!"

The more Fang Guang spoke, the happier he became, but he didn't notice that Zao Yuan and Han Hao, when they heard the word scribe, their faces suddenly became gloomy.

"Datong, Dongjun now, there is a shortage of scribes, and the children of scholars are all attached to Xun Yu, Xun You brothers, or Guo Jia and Cheng Yu! Even if you let you come to Dongjun, you don't want to do the transcription of the master book, let alone let them inspect the state and county? ”

"I'm about to talk to Datong about this matter, ordinary white ding, illiterate, fertilizer workshops, proportions, etc., all of which have to be stared at by me and General Han's cronies, there are many things to do in Dongjun, and there is a shortage of people everywhere!"

"Datong, can you invite the lord to transfer some scholars to come here with ink on their chests?"