If the county magistrate asked them to lend it to him, they would lend it to him. If they could buy a water buffalo for next year's crop, they would soak it in water and plow it again.
"Ming Residence, do you know how to hatch chickens and ducks with the kang bed?" the young man asked expectantly.
"My Dongzhu taught me this method. I must know how to do it." Li Feng puffed out his chest.
"Do you know how to compost?" another person asked.
"Yes, I also brought a test paper. I know what the soil looks like and what kind of fertilizer to use." Li Feng lifted his chin slightly.
The people started to ask questions one after another. Every time Li Feng said he knew how to do it, their smiles would increase by a little.
"Okay, the meal is ready. Let's eat." Li Feng tried his best to make himself look trustworthy.
He learned this from Li Yi. When the people decided to believe you, you could not have any hesitation or retreat.
This was because the people did not need the truth at this time. They only thought that you were right and then sketched out a more perfect result in their hearts.
There was only one thing you needed to do. That was to strengthen the people's confidence and make them follow you.
Sure enough, the spirits of the people in Kaiyuan County were different. It was as if their dreams had come true.
They ate the meat in big mouthfuls. It was fragrant. They drank the soup in big mouthfuls. It was fragrant. They accidentally bit their cheeks and vomited blood. It did not hurt.
Children were the most sensitive. When they saw the adults happy, they found that they were inexplicably happy.
"Ming Residence, can we read the newspaper? They said that we can learn to read from the newspaper. When the newspaper is turned over, the back is empty. It's for people to practice writing. "
An older child carried a bowl in front of Li Feng and asked with yearning.
"Yes, I brought the tools to print the newspaper. I will carve the waxed paper for you and engrave the contents of the Chang 'an newspaper. Then, I will teach you."
Li Feng still said loudly to tell the people that there was nothing they could not do.
He did bring a lot of paper, paper used for trade. He was going to use some of it to print the newspaper in the county.
Nowadays, many places were using leaves to write. The Buddhist scriptures in India were written on leaves. The long leaves were called palm-leaf scriptures.
They were very similar to the leaves of palm trees. The leaves were shaped like palm-leaf fans.
They used a stylus to write. If they didn't have a stylus, they would use a needle. It was not only used in India. The southwest of the Tang dynasty also used leaves as paper.
The people of the Tang dynasty, on the other hand, used good paper in many places. Paper that was easier to write on than rice paper was' invented 'by Li Yi.
Xuan paper was also used. Xuan paper had its own advantages when making ink paintings and calligraphy.
If these papers were to be exported, the price would not be low. There was already a method to make paper. Others did not know how to do it now, and even if they knew, they would not.
Li Feng brought two types of waxed paper, steel waxed paper and handwritten waxed paper. The same type of waxed paper could be used on mimeograph machines.
Handwritten wax paper could even be used to draw on it. Steel plates were more troublesome, and the bottom was covered with steel plates to carve.
In the cheers of the children, Li Feng bowed in the direction of Chang 'an.
He was thanking Li Yi. Li Yi had sold him to Zhuangzi as a slave. He had never lived the life of a slave before.
Li Yi did not beat or scold him. He only said that he had made a mistake once. If he was banished a second time, he would be sold.
Until now, he had made many small mistakes. No one sold him. If he was sold, he would die.
He was older than Li Yi, but he regarded Li Yi as his father. Godfather!
When many people were at a loss, as a slave, he could manage a county.
Countless students studied hard, but they could not become a county magistrate.
He was leading the people of Zhaiyuan County to a better life. In terms of literary talent, he was not good. In terms of governance, those students were not good.
He did not need to memorize scriptures. He only needed to know how to lead the people and find things to do.
"Write a letter back and tell Dongzhu about the situation," the farmer next to him said to Li Feng.
"Okay, write our methods and future plans. I guess we won't be able to go back this year." Li Feng also thought so.
He wanted to turn Zhaiyuan County into a rich county and support Dongzhu's reputation.
He wanted to tell the world what a random slave of Li Family Zhuangzi could do.
Other officials should be careful. If Dongzhu is angry, he will send all the farmers to replace your position.
If you don't know what's good for you, Dongzhu will personally go and you will be finished!
The people who were eating did not care if Li Feng wrote a letter or not. When they heard Li Feng's words, they were even more excited.
"Yes, we will listen to you during the New Year in our county."
"Our winter here is warmer than Chang 'an. You only need to wear two layers of clothes."
"How do you spend the winter in Chang 'an? Just thinking about it makes me scared. I heard that the water freezes into ice. Can people freeze to death in the house?"
"Some people say that in the north, you have to take a stick to pee in the winter and knock it while peeing."
The people of Zhaiyuan County felt close to the county magistrate and asked about everything.
Li Feng swallowed a mouthful of meat: "Our Zhuangzi has heating. We can be naked in the house. Other people have heated kang beds. Dongzhu figured it out."
"Is that so? What is heating? "The children did not understand.
"Cut a piece of wild boar meat and leave it outside in the winter. Take it out overnight and it will be as hard as a rock.
In our house, put a piece of ice in it and it will melt in a short time. There is heating.
This winter, we can only heat kang beds. I will teach you how to make a fire kang bed. Dongzhu said that the winter in Guangzhou is wet and cold.
It is just like the beginning of spring in our place. It is very uncomfortable. There are many rivers there. "
Li Feng could not describe it and could only say it simply.
The weather now was humid and hot. When he woke up, he felt pain in his bones.
Fortunately, he brought chili powder and a lot of ginger. He could adjust his body.
"What is a heated kang bed? A plate? "The children had many questions.
"A board is like a maze. One … When I build your house, you'll know.
You can light a fire during the day and don't need to do it at night. It depends on the situation.
As long as the overall temperature is high, there will be less humidity. Especially after it rains in Guangzhou in winter. Dongzhu said that it rains here in winter. "
Li Feng said to himself. He wanted to go back and did not want to stay here.
He knew about temperature. Dongzhu said that it was four or five degrees above zero. When it rained, it was cold and gloomy.
It was the feeling when it started to rain after late autumn in Chang 'an. The ground was wet and the house was moist.
They had to make a kang bed. Who said that they could not heat a kang bed if it was not frozen?
The people still did not understand. They had never seen it before. They always thought that the winter in Chang 'an was hard to endure.
There was not enough information. In the past winter, there would always be dead people carried out of Chang 'an the next morning. They had frozen to death, indirectly or directly.
Now, there was no such thing. Every house burned a kang bed. At night, the nose was cold, but the body was not cold.
The place where the road was being repaired also ate stewed meat. They were not picky. It was good enough to have something to eat.
The people of the Tang dynasty ate pork. Otherwise, why did they raise pigs?
It was just that the rich did not like to eat it. There were fewer seasonings and fewer ways to deal with it.
"After the road is repaired, we will go back and start to repair the houses. We will tear down the original houses and build new ones.
Everyone will help. We will repair our own houses and other people's houses.
There is a salary. It is the money that the county government subsidizes to the people. There is a stone mountain next to it. We will use the stone to build the houses. "
The villager in charge of this place shouted to the people who were eating. They would definitely not give the money to repair the road. It was agreed that the Yan family would provide it.
There was no problem for them to repair the houses for the people as long as they paid.
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