Let him explain these things.
How could Zhang Feng explain clearly?
He could only make up some nonsense.
The origin of these things. If he wasn't a liberal arts student, who the hell would pay attention to these things?
Fortunately, he had been thinking about potatoes during this period of time, which gave Zhang Feng time to recall the gradually blurring memories. But the effect was still very good.
Zhang Feng's bow was very sincere.
There was no trace of faking it.
This was a form of remembrance and sacrifice to the later generations. It was also a form of reminiscence.
Li Shimin and the others saw this.
They also gradually withdrew the smile on their faces, stood up, and imitated Zhang Feng, bowing to the east.
This kind of person, this kind of person who walked the world for the common people, was worthy of their bow.
When Li Shimin's subordinates saw the Emperor doing this, how would they dare to stand still?
Everyone imitated them and hurriedly bowed.
After a while, everyone who saw this side of the waterfall, although they didn't know what they were doing, the Four Great Scholars, the Divine Doctor, and the Dean were all bowing to the air. How would they dare to not follow?
After a while, Li Shimin's waist was sore. He patted Zhang Feng's shoulder and said, "Alright, your teacher is worthy of all of us to learn from. I'll find someone to bring an artist here next time …"
"Why do you still need an artist? Can't Old Man do it? "
Yu Shinan lightly patted Zhang Feng's shoulder and said, "Although your teacher has been wandering outside, your teacher is a senior that all of us need to remember. This kind of breadth of mind is also what White Deer College is looking for. Tomorrow, Old Man, take some time to tell me your teacher's story and I'll draw you a portrait of your teacher. When the time comes, we'll paste it all over the college for everyone to pay their respects!"
"No, we have to make a statue and place it at the entrance of the mountain. Also, we have to spread his deeds and let all the students in the world remember this mysterious teacher!"
"Believe me, this brother is right. This kind of person can be said to be at the peak. We … are really ashamed of ourselves!"
Xue Ji sighed and rubbed his red nose.
Hearing this, Zhang Feng realized that he had been led astray.
Was he supposed to dictate the portrait?
Who was he going to draw?
Biology tutor?
That was a woman!
Although Lao Tzu respected her, but …
If it was brought here, wouldn't everyone's jaws drop to the ground?
After giving it some thought, Zhang Feng's target was Uncle Liu, the dormitory manager who had always made things difficult for him during his university days.
This old fellow, forget it, I'll make you famous!
It could also be considered as payback for puncturing your tires more than ten times back then.
"Cough, cough. Let's not talk about this now. We'll talk about it later." Zhang Feng hurriedly changed the topic. ,
However, Yu Shinan and the others were stubborn people. In their eyes, this matter was worth more than opening a sect.
In the end, Zhang Feng could only compromise.
He promised that tonight, he would find a few people to finalize the portrait and the life story of the character.
Only then were they satisfied.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly said, "The thing this kid mentioned before is called potatoes. In a year, it can be planted for two to three seasons. As for the yield per mu … I haven't cultivated it for the time being. I'll only know how much it can yield per mu after it's cultivated. However, a rough calculation shows that it can yield at least three hundred catties."
Hiss — three hundred catties?
Li Shimin and the others looked at Zhang Feng as if they were looking at a monster.
Zhang Feng was talking about a conservative estimate. If it was a piece of white paper, then wouldn't it be …
However, at this time, Zhang Feng continued, "The key is that this thing can be preserved for a long time. It can be used to cook dishes, make soup, and eat as rice. The key is that this thing can resist hunger."
At this time, Li Shimin and the others were shocked speechless by Zhang Feng's words.
The few of them could only smack their lips and heavily pat Zhang Feng's shoulder, saying, "Brat, you have a good teacher!"
"Don't disappoint your master's kind intentions!"
Ouyang Xun's expression was extremely serious. He patted Zhang Feng's shoulder and stared at Zhang Feng's eyes, saying, "Kid, the Old Man was blind before. I always thought that the gun and the indestructible spear you made were too cruel. Now it seems that the Old Man was wrong!"
"Fine, fine, fine. The Old Man now knows your intentions. From now on, as long as you don't take the wrong path, the Old Man will pretend that he didn't see anything. However, if you let the Old Man know that you used your things to kill people, the Old Man will make a fuss even if he doesn't want his life. Do you understand?"
Zhang Feng nodded repeatedly and promised that he wouldn't muddle through his days in the future. Only then did the old men let him go.
Seeing that the emotions of the few people had been stirred up by Zhang Feng's words, Li Shimin couldn't help but be taught a lesson. He was even more eager to get the psychology that Zhang Feng was talking about.
Sun Simiao didn't care about this. He chuckled and said, "I think it's getting late. Shouldn't we test out the eighth set of radio gymnastics?"
When Sun Simiao said this, everyone suddenly realized that they had almost messed up their plan.
Li Shimin waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and let the students come up!"
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