Chapter 5: Dean Wind
At this time, Dean Feng was still racking his brains about how to solve the current difficulties.
His eyes slowly turned to a sword hanging on the wall, and he got up and walked over to the sword and took it off.
With a thud, he pulled out the sword, but it was a broken sword.
A soft gaze fell on the sword: "Old friend, is it only you who can help me?"
Dean Feng's mind fell into memories from a long time ago.
......
A middle-aged man in a majestic costume looked at the young Feng Ji and said, "Wan'er won't meet you again, you can go." ”
"No way, Wan'er won't. Uncle, we love each other with all our hearts, please fulfill it. ”
"Shut up, you are just a commoner, and Wan'er is the daughter of my King Wu'an, your status is very different, there is a difference between high and low, you are not worthy of my daughter at all. ”
Feng Ji continued to plead: "Uncle, I will be good to Wan'er. ”
Wu'an Wang Hun didn't care: "There are many people who will be good to my daughter, and it's not your turn." ”
"Uncle ......"
After all the good things about the discipline, King Wu'an is still hard-hearted.
He took a long breath: "Uncle, if I have to take Wan'er away today." ”
King Wu'an snorted coldly: "Arrogant, if it weren't for Wan'er begging me bitterly, how would I be here to talk to you so much? ”
Feng Ji gritted his teeth and clenched his fists and said, "Uncle, I'm offended." ”
As soon as the words fell, the sword qi around his body swept and rushed towards the backyard.
"Boy, if you dare to break into my Wu'an Palace, you are looking for death yourself. ”
An invisible golden hand formed in the air, and one palm slashed towards Fengji.
As soon as Feng Ji slashed out with his sword, the surrounding air was filled with a sense of coldness, and thousands of sword qi slashed towards the golden hand.
King Wu'an snorted coldly: "Carving insect skills." ”
With a big hand, the sword qi was instantly annihilated, and Feng Ji's sword also collapsed.
He flew upside down, blood spurting wildly, and there was only one thought in his heart: "Is this the strength of the number one martial artist? In vain, I boast of being the number one sword in the world, and I can't even catch a single move." ”
King Wu'an was furious: "Boy, I'll send you on the road now." ”
Raise your hand to kill Feng Ji on the spot.
"Dad, don't. A woman rushed to the ground and pounced on Feng Ji to protect him.
King Wu'an quickly withdrew: "Wan'er, didn't you promise me not to see him again?"
"Dad, it was you who promised me not to kill him first, and it was you who broke your promise first. ”
"That's also his own death, no wonder he is a father, and those who dare to challenge my King Wu'an have only one way to die. ”
Blood kept spilling out of Feng Ji's mouth, but he didn't care, just looked deeply at the woman standing in front of him, one hand clasped tightly with the woman's hand.
Seeing this scene, King Wu'an shouted violently: "Boy, you are looking for death." ”
"Dad, if you want to kill, even I will kill you. ”
"Wan'er, do you want to blackmail your father?"
"My daughter doesn't dare, my daughter just wants him to leave safely, I promise that I won't meet him again in the future, please let him go. ”
King Wu'an waved his sleeves: "That's it, compromise for my father one last time, spare his life." If he comes to you again, don't blame the Father, and go back now. ”
The woman looked at Feng Ji with pity: "Brother Feng, forget me and live well." ”
Two lines of clear tears poured down, and then got up and left.
......
Dean Feng came back to his senses, shook his head, and inserted the sword back into the scabbard: "The past Feng Ji is dead, and I am just a teacher. ”
At this moment, a blank voice came from behind him: "Dean." ”
Dean Feng felt as if someone had broken his heart, and hurriedly put the sword back in its place.
As soon as Cang Man came in, he went straight to the topic, and told Dean Hefeng about the matter, but he just concealed the origin of the spiritual liquid, and said that it was left by the master for himself.
The reason why Dean Feng didn't hide it was because he couldn't hide it, and it was useless to have more than half a tank of spiritual liquid in the backyard, and if he had to water the mulberry tree later, he would be discovered sooner or later.
As for saying that the spiritual liquid is something else, it would be too much to underestimate Dean Feng.
In Cangman's view, Dean Feng has a mysterious background and is a person with considerable strength and insight. It is also because of this that the master entrusted himself to the care of Dean Feng back then.
It's just that I don't know why he can stay here and teach all the time.
Dean Feng trembled with anger when he heard Cang Yu's words: "How can you waste things so much?"
Cang didn't care and said: "It's not a waste, is it? I don't feel distressed, why are you distressed?"
Dean Feng let out a long sigh, knowing that the reason why Cang Mang did this was all for the sake of the academy. criticized the vastness on his lips, but his heart was warm and very moved.
Dean Feng couldn't wait to see those mulberry trees, and after seeing that there were still half a tank of spiritual liquid, he said, "These spiritual liquids can be saved, if they still need to be watered, then dilute a few more." ”
Cang Mang reminded: "It can't affect the quality, otherwise the gains outweigh the losses." ”
"I know this, and I'll do the watering later, you young people, you're big-hearted. ”
looked at the sun: "The students are about to come to class, and I will explain the matter of raising silkworms to them, after all, they are all doing this at home, and they are much more professional than you and me." ”
Dean Feng took this matter over, and the vast expanse was also happy to be idle.
The matter of raising silkworms was quickly arranged by Dean Feng.
The college is facing great difficulties, and everyone wants to do their part, and everyone is gearing up to hear that there is a solution to the college.
But when they heard that they were going to raise silkworms, the students couldn't help but be a little disappointed and a little suspicious. Many of my classmates raise silkworms at home, and they know too much about how much money they can make from raising silkworms.
This mood did not last long, and the students were as enthusiastic as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.
Because they found that these silkworms matured unusually quickly.
Next, there is no need for Dean Feng to arrange specific tasks, and the students themselves do the division of labor.
The first 20,000 silkworm eggs have already formed cocoons one day after hatching. A thousand cocoons were left behind to propagate offspring, and the rest were peeled out after the students had processed them overnight. Perhaps because of the special reason of mulberry leaves, it was ten catties more than the expected twenty catties of silk, and a total of about thirty catties of silk were produced.
Cang Mang couldn't wait to carry this batch of silk to the trading house and sold it for 6,000 spirit coins at a price of 200 spirit coins per catty.
Cang Mang was very satisfied with the harvest of the first silkworm cocoon, and returned to the academy happily with six thousand spirit coins in his hand. Although it was still a lot short of the eighteen thousand to buy the elixir, the time was only just over two days.
Looking at the six thousand spirit coins in front of him, Dean Feng's happy beard was about to rise.
Just when the two of them were secretly happy, a student ran in while shouting: "Dean, senior brother, come and take a look." ”
The hearts of the two of them hung in the air, and they didn't know what had happened.
Seeing that there was no panicked look on the student's face, the two of them relieved themselves and followed the student to the silkworm room.
Seeing Dean Feng coming, a student immediately said, "Dean, look, these silkworms are different in color, and they are actually golden." ”
Dean Feng looked at it seriously, and immediately recognized it, and said happily: "This is the Golden Silkworm King." ”