What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 306 Harvest (1)

Since he can stay for one more month, Xu Ji is not in a hurry.

He sat up in a leisurely manner, walked out of the Crystal Palace, rode on the big buffalo, quietly disappeared, walked out of the sand and water, and walked towards the mountains and rivers of Liujun County.

Today's Liujun has thirteen counties.

Every county has already established a complete system of 'Committees of All Beings'.

It is also reluctant to establish a bottom-up system.

Temporary needs can be met!
But Xu Ji knew that this was just a stopgap measure.

It's the younger generation in Liujun who don't have the means to grow up.

Use self-government to represent the government, use the situation of the committee and the supervision of willow to deal with problems.

The future of Liujun still needs a strong centralized system!
Unification and centralization!
"Perhaps, from next year, we can try to conduct civil service examination and selection..."

"Councils can be turned into oversight and consultative bodies..."

"Well! I want to have a good talk with Professor Chen Ke about this matter!"

……

Master Tongtian sat on the balcony with his eyes closed.

He counted the time, every minute and every second.

Strangely, however, this switchover did not come on time.

He opened his eyes, picked up his phone and glanced at it.

"It's 7:15..."

"What's going on?" Tongtian Cult Master asked, "What happened?!"

However, as a saint, Master Tongtian will not panic no matter what happens.

He's just going to find out why.

"Is it because Xu Ji is doing something extraordinary in the prehistoric world?" Master Tongtian couldn't help thinking.

"Or for some other reason?"

……

In the golden autumn of September, the breeze blows the plains of Liujun.

The golden wheat waves are rushing like waves.

The heavy ears of wheat hang down one by one.

Full of wheat grains, full of grains!

Even, many ears of wheat are surrounded by slight fluorescence.

This is evidence of Reiki!
Zhao Shuo stood on the ridge of the field, silently looking at the wheat field in front of him. His wife and children were sitting by the side of the field.

"Dalang, your father is amazing!"

"This year, I taught a student who was admitted to Liucheng to attend lectures!"

"People from the village are here, and I want to choose your father to be a teacher in the township school in the village, teaching everyone to read and write!"

"Maybe I can choose a land in the future!"

Hearing his wife's words, Zhao Shuo lowered his head, feeling a little guilty, but he didn't show it, he just said lightly, "Ah Yu, let's go, let's go back and help clean up the grain drying field!"

"Good!" His wife is the daughter of a refugee.

Two years ago, Zhao Shuo was sent to this new immigrant village by Liujun officials. Because he could read and write, he was assigned to be a teacher in the village.

He teaches children in the village to read and write, and occasionally plays a guest role in helping adults to literacy.

The main purpose is to teach people to recognize their own names, and then remember some simple weights and measures and arithmetic.

At first, Zhao Shuo resisted.

How can a dignified noble son degenerate to this point?So he was very perfunctory, even a little loose.

But as time went by, he got used to it here.

Unknowingly, he became a part of the village.

Although he is still withdrawn, everyone in the village respects him very much.

It's like respecting the craftsmen in the village.

Therefore, someone soon came to matchmaker and married his daughter to him.

The days passed bit by bit like this, and he gradually got used to it.

With his wife and children, he entered the village, and came to the center of the village, where he opened up a sun-dried flat made of cement.

Here, all the men, women and children of the village have gathered and are cleaning the public land.

Most of the immigrant villages in Liujun are collective.

Except for their respective families, everything else is public.

Public ownership of land, agricultural tools, food, and incense...

The reason is also very simple.

Immigrants who have just arrived have nothing.

If they want to survive and live well, they must work collectively.

And the benefits of collective labor are enormous.

First of all, the reclaimed land can be cultivated and sowed in a unified way.

Large farm implements can then be purchased or leased.

In terms of hiring monsters, there are also advantages, and there is room for bargaining.

Zhao Shuo's family could have been spared from cleaning the grain drying yard.

As a teacher, Zhao Shuo even has the privilege of not having to work.

This is what everyone in the village discussed.

Immigrants are poor and cannot afford Shu Xiu, so they can only rely on supporting teachers to retain talents!
Therefore, seeing Zhao Shuo's family also picked up the broom and wanted to join the labor.

Immediately, someone came to dissuade him: "Mr. Zhao, you should rest... We are responsible for the matter here!"

Others also said one after another: "Yes! Yes! Rest, sir!"

This year, a young man came out of the village who was admitted to Liucheng and was able to attend lectures in front of the Heavenly Venerable.

The whole village is a sensation!

Because this immigrant village has only been established for three years.

Naturally, everyone felt that Mr. Zhao taught well.

Be more polite to Zhao Shuo's family.

Naturally, how could he be willing to let this gentleman participate in physical labor?

Can't wait to confess!
Even in the village!
Famous teacher!
Zhao Shuo shook his head, and when he was about to say something, there was a rumbling sound from outside the village.

When he turned his head, he saw the village chief riding on the back of a huge bull demon.

"I've rented it, I've rented it!" The village chief shouted happily: "Come out and see, young and old!"

Everyone stepped forward one after another, but they saw the bull demon riding the village head, holding a huge metal weapon.

The sharp blade with cold light, the eye-catching eyebrows trembled.

Zhao Shuo couldn't help but stepped forward to observe it.

"This is the harvester..." He sighed: "It really is a supreme weapon!"

He has heard of this object, and it is said that it is a holy object passed down by Tianzun.

Liujun's sharp weapon!
With this thing, there is no more toil in harvesting the wheat.

With the power of the monster clan, it is easy to harvest hundreds of acres of wheat a day!

The village chief jumped off the cow's back and said, "Of course! This thing is a harvester!"

He turned to Zhao Shuo and said, "Sir, I still need to trouble you. Starting today, I will bring the children of the village to record the harvest of the spiritual wheat in this village!"

Zhao Shuo nodded.

This year's spiritual wheat harvest is probably several times that of last year!
And spiritual food, including Lingmai, is what Liujun officials are most concerned about now!
I heard that even Tianzun is paying attention to this matter!

He heard the village chief say: "Sir, you don't know, our village is one of the first villages in Liujun to start harvesting!"

"So, Liucheng has already sent an order, saying that we should report the harvest of Lingmai and Fanmai as soon as possible!"

"Mr. Meng and the committee are waiting!"

"That's it!" Zhao Shuo lowered his head, "Okay, I will count the number of Lingmai as soon as possible!"

Three years of living in a farm family has washed away the luster of this former aristocratic dandy.

In order to survive, he had to face reality.

The reality, in turn, taught him survival, and also taught him human accidents.

(End of this chapter)