The team continued to move forward. In the evening, they found a spacious place to set up camp and sent out scouts to spread out in all directions.
In the middle of the night, the scout at the front came back and reported that he had found signs of human activity in the area. There was the light of torches.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan did not expect to be so close to the other side. According to the distance and the time it took for the scouts to travel, they estimated that they had only traveled about 20 miles.
While telling the scouts to rest, Zhang Xiaobao got up to discuss with Wang Juan.
"What's there to talk about? Who said that all people can only live together? Three thousand people. Do you think this lousy place is suitable for so many people to live together? What the scouts saw should be a small group of people with a bad status in the group.
They are arranged to live outside. When they encounter danger, they have to report to the people inside. If they encounter an enemy, they can resist for a while. Moreover, there must be flat land around the people inside, suitable for farming. "
Wang Juan analyzed from the social hierarchy.
Zhang Xiaobao thought about it and said, "If it were me, I would be very willing to live outside, especially the river next to it. I would rather guard it than go back and live with more people. I don't need many, just give me 100 people to manage. That's enough."
"You stay, we'll go back. You use salt to hire 100 people. I'll come and see you in three years." Wang Juan smiled and said to Zhang Xiaobao.
"Bickering, what I mean is development. What development can we get by staying in a ditch? How can we expect a Brahmaputra River? Every year, the floods will confuse them, not to mention how to use it.
What is this place? Look, it's going to rain again. The weather is so stuffy. They live here and really rely on the weather to make a living. It was not easy to grow wheat, but when the heavy rain comes, it will be washed away. Who cares?
It's different outside. For example, on the road we came here, there is a large plain formed by the river. This river is not very wide, the current is not very fast, and the deepest place when crossing the river is only about four meters.
Find a place with a more stable mountain to build a house, then raise cattle, sheep, pigs, and poultry, such as ducks and geese. Build terraced fields on the mountains opposite, plant wheat, and grow rice in the alluvial land below.
Is it better to set up wooden rafts on the river, hang fishing nets, dry the fish caught in the nets, and store the food than not being close to the river? How good is your life? "
Zhang Xiaobao went along with his own thoughts. He felt that the locals did not know how to live and would not become rich. They threw away all their advantages and squeezed there to live. Now that there was no strategic location there, why bother?
As Wang Juan listened to Zhang Xiaobao, she suddenly thought of Sanshui County. At that time, it was only a medium-sized county. The river did not connect to the capital. Life at home was not bad. It was close to the mountains and the water.
The life of a farmer was far worse than that of the people in the capital. What should be used was not used. It was not that the locals did not want to use it, but they did not know how to. They were used to a way of life. If they wanted to change, they needed a lot of courage and courage.
If it were not for her and Xiao Bao, perhaps the life of a farmer would still be the same. Sanshui County would still be the original Sanshui County. How could it become the first county of Tang Dynasty?
"Wait for the future." Wang Juan heard the thunder outside, but she was not worried. When they set up camp, they had already considered this situation. There was no danger at all, even if it was raining heavily.
"Wait for the future?" Zhang Xiaobao began to put on his coat. During the day, he was not tired sitting in the carriage. At night, he had rested enough. Now was the time to take a look at the camp, especially the little ones. When they saw the rain, they ran out excitedly.
Wang Juan also put on her coat. She was not wearing the normal clothes of this era. Those kinds of clothes were strenuous. Now, it was popular to use buttons and chains.
After putting on her coat, she said to Zhang Xiaobao, "When we occupy this place in the future, you can tell the Tang people your idea and let them build it. They can even build a simple dam.
We can't count on the locals. They don't know how to build dams. Our Tang people are smart. When there is no cement and steel, they can build dams one after another. Why do we need special high-grade cement to reinforce the canals? Wisdom. "
"That's right. We are so smart. India is so poor. After more than a thousand years of development, they want to compete with us? It will tire them out. But it is because they are stupid that many species that have disappeared from our place are preserved.
Our people are too smart. Animals and plants are no match for us. Today, there is one species, tomorrow, there will be two pairs. Then, when we talk about something, we look at Bangladesh and India. I really can't say whether it is right or wrong. "
Zhang Xiaobao really looked down on the people here. He felt that they were not a threat and could be bullied whenever he wanted. After so many years of development, China did not even have a place of its own. India still had a large area of empty land and a large population. How could it be crowded?
The most interesting thing was that as a Buddhist country, they did not have their own historical records. They had to write their own history based on other people's records. How sad was this? An ordinary civilization could not do this.
Thinking of history, Zhang Xiaobao could not help but laugh.
Wang Juan was puzzled. When she walked out of the tent, she asked, "Are you very happy?"
"Just so-so. When the little monk came, he made people speechless. He called him Mahayana God, Liberating God, and so on. Later, when I write a travel book, India will use it to compile its own history. Now, let's have someone write a history and tell the Indians that they used to be slaves of the Tang Dynasty. They should continue to be slaves. Anyway, they still have the slave system now. How much trouble can we save, right?"
Zhang Xiaobao chuckled as he spoke of his idea. It was as if he was very happy to be able to fool others.
Wang Juan stood outside and looked at the sky. There was no trace of the moon and stars. It was pitch black. The sound of the diesel generator could be heard. The searchlight shone up and dark clouds could be seen rolling in the sky.
After hearing Zhang Xiaobao's words, she curled her lips. "How free. If you have the time, why don't you let people write books? Our textbooks are much worse, especially the basic language. There are very few good articles. Children learn from the moment they are born. Their intelligence can't keep up. Do you think they are like Xiaoyuan?
Children waste a lot of time on the basics of language. Why don't you design more books for language teaching? To put it more bluntly, when they grow up, they can slowly learn more things.
When that time comes, those who don't want to learn don't learn. It's not necessary to write the Book of Songs to be amazing. You can also launch satellites into the sky. "
"That's where you are wrong. People who have the ability to launch satellites have a good foundation in literature. At the same time, they have a solid foundation in foreign languages. For example, people like me are better at learning foreign languages."
Zhang Xiaobao praised himself without blushing.
"You are trying to fool people, not to launch satellites. Oh, you can also say that you are trying to launch satellites. Do you know Indian? The little monk came over and had a good communication. "
Wang Juan thought of a problem. Not to mention here, there were many dialects that she could not learn. How did Tang Seng speak to people in the past? One language could be used everywhere?
Zhang Xiaobao puffed up his chest and said, "I do know a little Indian language, and I can still use it now. The Indian language hasn't changed much, just like our Tang Dynasty. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to understand the poem at all. When I read it, I realized that the rhythm and other things are exactly the same. It's just that the pronunciation of the words needs to be read according to the poem.
For example, 'slant' can be read as' xia ',' hui 'can be read as' huan ', and' huai 'and so on. It's much easier than memorizing words. "
"Then when you meet the other party, you will be in charge of communicating. If you can't, get someone to find 'Chronicles of the Western Regions' and compare it to the situation." Wang Juan gave Zhang Xiaobao a task.
Zhang Xiaobao shook his head and nodded. "I can communicate with the other party, but I can't compare it to what the little monk wrote. It's too fake. After he translated it, I can't read it. It feels like the people here are like us and can speak classical Chinese casually. Who am I trying to fool? I took a few glances and then stopped. It's boring and I don't need it. I'm not here to have a normal cultural and technological exchange with them. "
As the two of them were talking, the rain poured down. The two of them put on their raincoats and rainboots and strolled around the tents.
Xiaobei and the others woke up as expected. They also put on their raincoats and stood outside the big tent to look at the sky. Every time there was a flash of lightning in the sky, they would cover their ears and wait for the sound of thunder. The rumbling sounds seemed very interesting to them.
"If you don't enter the tent, do you want to be struck by lightning?" When Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan came over, the little guys didn't notice. They were startled by Zhang Xiaobao's shout.
"Oh, I thought there was a sudden thunder in our ears. We came out to take a look. It's stuffy inside the tent, so the lightning won't strike us. There are lightning rods set up higher up. In fact, we want to see how the lightning looks when it hits the lightning rods. Brother, you said that lightning is also electricity. If we can use it, then we don't need to use other things to generate electricity, right?"
Xiaobei stepped on the gathered water and jumped in front of Zhang Xiaobao.
Zhang Xiaobao nodded first and then shook his head. "Lightning is indeed electricity, and the voltage and current are not small. If the electricity of one lightning bolt can be stored, it will definitely be enough for more than ten thousand people to use for half a year.
But because there is too much energy, we don't have a way to store it. It comes and goes quickly, unless there is a way to slow down the speed of the lightning when it disappears unnaturally.
If there is such a technique, it is enough for us to collect more energy. Why do we have to focus on collecting lightning? "
"Oh, is it because our technique is not good enough?" Xiaobei said disappointedly.
"Yes, you're still far from it. It's not easy to conquer nature. Moreover, there are many masterpieces in nature. For example, in movies, under the circumstances of special topography and rock structure, as well as the current thunderstorm, some images and sounds can be recorded. When the next thunderstorm occurs, it can be reproduced.
It is the same principle as the equipment we use to shoot movies. Humans learn a lot of things when they adapt and study nature. So, the subject of nature is not simple. "
Zhang Xiaobao explained to his younger siblings.
"We can already film, but we are here. I don't know if it will be screened. I want to film many movies in the future," Xiaobei said.
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