Zhang Feng didn't have any other intentions.
To put it bluntly, he just wanted to tell everyone that they could get free education.
You could go to school for free here, even if you were a blockhead. But at the very least, you had to have the ability to support yourself.
If you didn't even have this ability, you should scram back to where you came from.
However, the meaning of these words was even more different in everyone's ears. But now, Zhang Feng's words dispelled the worries of the people in Chang 'an. On the other hand, he was telling the refugees that if they wanted to stay here, they had to rely on their own abilities. It was impossible for them to steal chickens and dogs.
At this moment, after the citizens cheered for a while, they once again joined in the construction of the White Deer Institute in a frenzy. There was no other reason other than that they wanted to show Zhang Feng their capabilities.
On the other side.
Zhu Zi's father and the others were basically dragging their families along.
Without Du Gou saying anything, these people even brought a dozen big pots. Moreover, they were using the same kind of pots used to cook pig's food.
At this moment, more than a dozen pots were set up. Smoke rose in spirals from the kitchen chimneys.
At this moment, on the other side, in front of Du Gou, this kid still had some backbone. He didn't want a single person. He set up a small table and placed the four treasures of the study on it. He only called an old man who knew how to read and write. He checked the identities of the people who bought the food to see if there was one person per household. Then, he distributed the food and registered it.
Although he was a little flustered previously, after more than a dozen people, he was able to start selling the food in an orderly manner.
On the other side, Wei Shuyu, Cheng Chumo, and Zhangsun Chong were giving orders. No, it could be said that they were bare-chested and carrying pieces of rocks on their backs. Some of them had taken off their clothes and were only wearing a piece of cloth. They were jumping into the mud to make mud.
Even the women and children were following the women at the construction site. They were scraping tree bark or weaving bamboo frames.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng nodded in satisfaction.
Looking at the busy Old He, Zhang Feng quietly called Old He to the side and said, "Old He, this porridge, you have to control it to the extent of one or two meters per person. First, pour the porridge into the dozens of big wooden barrels. You have to remember this clearly. Later, you call Zhu Zi's father, or you, one of you, go over there and catch 30 chickens and 30 ducks. Clean them all up, then take three big pots and boil it as hard as you can."
Old He couldn't help but be stunned.
"That's not right, Feng Zi. These chickens and ducks are such good things. How can you waste them like this? Logically speaking, if there wasn't enough food, wouldn't it be the same if they added some grass and roots? How could he add such a good item? Wouldn't that be a waste? "
"You know nothing!"
Zhang Feng glared at Old He.
"Look, this is all physical work. How can you do it just by drinking? In less than three days, this person will be exhausted. Just do as I say. "
After saying that, Zhang Feng ignored Old He, who was exasperated with his failure to live up to his expectations, and turned to Zhu Zi's father and said, "I have a bag of things in my house. Don't ask what it is. You only have one pot. When the porridge is ready, add two pounds of it to each pot. You ask, and you do it!"
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Zhu Zi's father was still in a daze. When he reacted, Zhang Feng had already run away.
Zhang Feng didn't do anything else. He was just tinkering with his new thing.
He was tinkering with a porridge that could resist hunger. Bone Strengthening Powder, plus chicken, duck, and pig porridge. To put it bluntly, it was eight treasures porridge.
In this era, it was definitely not enough to just drink porridge. If a person's appetite was lacking in oil and water, even if you gave him a bowl of rice, he would still be able to finish it. However, if he was given enough oil and water, not only would he be able to save on food, but he would also be able to resist hunger and strengthen his body. This was the real good stuff.
Previously, he had collected those locusts next door, which he didn't have time to sell, or prepared to use as feed for pigs, cows, and horses. Now, he got them all in baskets. Basically, this was a great help to him.
However, only God knew how many more refugees would come by then.
He only hoped that there would be fewer refugees. Otherwise, he would have a lot of fun.
Thinking about it, Zhang Feng came to the pig farm in the valley.
At this time, Zheng Tufu had already brought his son, Zheng Wencai, and a large group of workers here to scold those craftsmen. They had hurt the pigs all over.
Seeing Zhang Feng coming over.
Zheng Tufu was shocked.
He hurried over and said, "Brother Zhang, this is not a place you can come to! It's too dirty. Go quickly! "
"No, no, no, I'm here for you!"
Zhang Feng pointed at the pigs, which numbered at least three thousand, and said, "How about it? I'll leave all these to you. Is it okay? "
Zheng Tufu stared at him when he heard that.
"You're looking down on me, aren't you? Our Zheng Family has been butchers for generations. We don't have any other skills, but we do have some skills when it comes to butchering and selling meat. But this group of bastards, how could they ruin these oily and slippery pigs like this? If these pigs are kept like this, they'll be finished sooner or later! "
Zhang Feng was interested.
"Then what do you think we should do with these pigs?"
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