Chapter 1191: This Year I Won’t Return to the Wet Season

The people were quick to follow the advice. The county magistrate said that they would lend the money and buy a buffalo. The land would be easy to plant next year. This year, they would soak the land in water and plough it deeply after the harvest.

"Mingfu, can you use the kang to hatch chicks and ducklings?" The young man who had just spoken was looking forward to it.

"My landlord gave me the method, I must know it." Li Feng straightened his chest.

"Can you compost?" someone else spoke.

"Yes, I also brought test paper to know what the land looks like and what kind of fertilizer to use." Li Feng raised his chin slightly.

The people began to ask questions one by one, and every time Li Feng said he could, they smiled a little more.

"Okay, the meal is ready, let's eat." Li Feng tried his best to make himself look trustworthy in the process.

He had learned these things from Li Yi. When the people decided to believe you, you must not have any hesitation or retreat.

Because the people no longer need the truth at this time, they just think you are right, and then outline a more perfect result in their hearts.

There is only one thing you need to do, to strengthen the people's confidence and make them follow you.

Sure enough, the people of Shiyuan County were in a different spirit, as if their dreams had come true.

They ate meat with big mouthfuls, which was delicious, and drank soup with big mouthfuls, which was delicious. They accidentally bit their cheeks and spit out blood, but it didn't hurt.

Children are the most sensitive. When they see adults happy, they find that they are inexplicably happy.

"Mingfu, can we read newspapers? They say that we can learn to read on newspapers. The newspaper is turned over, and the back is empty, so people can practice writing."

An older child came to Li Feng with a bowl and asked yearningly.

"Yes, I brought the tools to print newspapers. I will carve wax paper for you, carve the content of the Chang'an newspaper on it, and then teach you."

Li Feng still spoke loudly, telling the people that there is nothing we can't do.

He did bring a lot of paper, paper for trade, and planned to take out some of it to print newspapers in the county first.

Nowadays, many places use leaves to write. The Buddhist scriptures in India are written on leaves. The long leaves are called palm leaves.

It is very similar to the leaves of palm trees, the shape of leaves used to make cattail leaves fans.

Use an iron pen to write, if there is no iron pen, use a needle. Not only in India, but also in the southwest of the Tang Dynasty, leaves are used as paper.

The people of the Tang Dynasty used good paper in many places, which was easier to write than Xuan paper. Li Yi "invented" it.

Xuan paper was also used to make ink paintings and write brush calligraphy. Xuan paper has its own advantages.

These papers are exported, and the price is not low. The method of papermaking has long existed. Others don't know it now, and they don't know it even if they know it.

Li Feng brought two kinds of wax paper, steel plate wax paper and handwritten wax paper, which can be printed by the same mimeograph machine.

Handwritten wax paper can even be painted on it, but steel plate is difficult, so steel plate is placed underneath for carving.

Amid the cheers of the children, Li Feng bowed in the direction of Chang'an.

He was thanking Li Yi. Li Yi bought him to Zhuangzi as a slave, and he had never lived the life of a slave before.

Li Yi did not beat or scold him, but only warned him if he made a mistake once, and expelled him the second time, which meant selling him.

Up to now, he has made many small mistakes, and no one has sold him. Selling him means death.

He is older than Li Yi, but he treats Li Yi as his father, godfather!

When many people are at a loss, as a slave, he can manage a county.

Countless students study hard, but they can't become a county magistrate.

He is leading the people of Shiyuan County to a better life. In terms of talent, he is not good enough, and those students are not good enough to govern the local area.

He doesn't need to recite scriptures, as long as he knows how to lead the people to find things to do.

"Write a letter back and tell the owner of the situation." The farmer next to him said to Li Feng.

"Okay, write about our methods and future plans. I guess I can't go back for the New Year this year." Li Feng thought so too.

He wants to turn Shiyuan County into a rich county and support the owner's face.

Tell the world what any slave in Li's farm can do.

Officials in other places should be careful. The owner will be angry and send all the farmers to replace you.

If you don't know what's good and what's bad, the owner will go there in person, and you'll be finished!

The people who were eating didn't care whether Li Feng wrote a letter or not. They were even more excited when they heard what Li Feng said.

"Yes, we will spend the New Year in our county. We will listen to you."

"It's warmer here in winter than in Chang'an. Just wear two pieces of clothes."

"How do you spend the winter in Chang'an? I'm scared just thinking about it. I heard that water freezes into ice. Can people freeze to death in the house?"

"Some people say that you have to take a stick to pee in the north in winter, and knock while peeing."

The people of Shiyuan County felt that they were close to the county magistrate and asked everything.

Li Feng swallowed a mouthful of meat: "We have heating in our village, so we can be naked in the house. Other people's houses have kangs, which the owner figured out."

"Is that so? What is heating?" The child didn't understand.

"Cut a piece of wild boar meat and put it outside in winter. Take it out at night and it will be as hard as a stone.

In our house, put a piece of ice in and it will melt in a short time. There is heating.

This winter, we can only heat the kang. I will teach you how to make a kang. The owner said that Guangzhou's winter is damp and cold.

It's just like the beginning of spring in our place. It's very uncomfortable. There are many rivers in our place."

Li Feng couldn't describe it, so he could only talk about it briefly.

He felt damp and hot in the current weather. When he woke up from a nap, he felt pain in all the bones.

Luckily, he brought chili powder and a lot of ginger, which helped him adjust.

"What is a fire bed? A plate?" Children have many questions.

"A plate is like a maze, UU reading wｗw．uukanshu.net one... I will build a kang when I build your house, and you will know.

Burn fire during the day, and don't burn it at night. It depends on the situation whether it is necessary to add a fire channel.

As long as the overall temperature rises over a large area, there will be less humidity, especially after the rain in Guangzhou in winter. The owner said that it rains here in winter."

Li Feng said to himself that he wanted to go back and not stay there.

He knows the temperature, the owner said, four or five degrees above zero, raining, cold and cold.

It's the feeling when it starts to rain in Chang'an after late autumn, the ground is wet and the house is damp.

The kang must be plated. Who stipulates that the kang cannot be burned unless it is frozen?

The people still don't understand and have never seen it. They always think that Chang'an's winter is hard to endure.

The information flow is not enough. In the past winters, there were always dead people carried out in Chang'an the next morning, frozen to death, indirectly or directly.

Nowadays, there is no such thing. Every family has a heated kang, and even if their noses freeze at night, their bodies are not cold.

In the places where roads are being built, people also eat stewed meat. They are not picky. It doesn’t matter whether it tastes good or not. As long as they have something to eat, they are good.

People in the Tang Dynasty eat pork. Otherwise, why do they raise pigs?

It’s just that the rich and powerful don’t like to eat it. There are few seasonings and few ways to process it.

“After the road is built, we will go back and start building houses. We will tear down the old houses and build new ones.

Everyone will help, building our own houses and others’ houses.

There is a salary for this, which is the money subsidized by the county government to the people. There is a stone mountain next to it, and we will use the stones to build houses.”

The farmer in charge of this place shouted to the people eating that the money for road construction would definitely not be given, and it was agreed that it would be provided by the Yan family.

Turning around, it’s no problem to build houses for the people, and give them money.