warring states careerist

Chapter 14
The god stick is not scary, but the god stick himself does not believe in the existence of gods.

Shi Shi asked a question, but instead of answering it in a hurry, he used the excuse that the children would be coming to hear the story soon.

Leave suspense and talk about it later, or maybe because there are too few people for the time being, we will talk about it when there are more people.

The Mohists' Minggui and Tianzhi are loopholes that cannot be resolved and cannot be strengthened.Even if he didn't believe it, since he wanted to rely on the Mohists to make troubles, he had to talk about it.

Not long after dinner, some children came to the courtyard before the clay pots were cleaned.

A few sensible children picked some wormwood along the way and added it to the fire in the courtyard. The smell of burning wormwood is disliked by mosquitoes. It can repel mosquitoes, and it is also convenient to listen to stories around.

Shi is very good at telling stories. In this era, even the crudest storytelling skills will attract many people.

Children and idle adults, blinking their eyes, listened to the story of the state of Chu that happened thousands of miles away and half a hundred years ago, and threw themselves into the river as an insult to the man who was begged by Wu Zixu's daughter not to reveal his whereabouts. The strange woman was deeply moved.

The story stopped when it was most important, and said that it was already too late, so don't miss it and go to work in the field tomorrow morning.

The crowd dispersed, accompanied by the stars.

The crowd came again, accompanied by the sunset.

In this way, this small courtyard has become a gathering place for more and more people from nearby villages to enjoy the cool at night.

In the beginning, there were only twenty or thirty children, and seven or eight adults.

Later, there were forty or fifty children and twenty or thirty adults.

The story begins with Wu Zixu hanging his head and laughing at the subjugation of the country, to Cangjie’s creation of characters and changing the color of the world; River reclamation put an end to the civil war of succession, the Zhou Dynasty complied with Tianzhi and well field colonization, abandoned slaves and reduced the use of sacrifices and sacrifices, and then what Tianzhi should look like under today's production conditions...

Later, each family took turns to prepare some firewood and light the fire. Every night when they listened to stories, they rolled hemp strips around the fire, learned to weave summer mats out of reed poles, or dug holes out of burned wood to make flails. And all sorts of weird stuff.

Even in the end, people began to feel that the courtyard of Luhua's house was too small, and moved the location to the valley field.Using the mats woven with reed poles that I just learned, I built a pergola that can keep out the summer rain and autumn wind.

About a month later, Shi Ye finally organized a collective action to replace the original public welfare power of the village commune. He led these people who listened to stories all day long, learned how to weave seats, made flails, and complained, and gave a gift to a family of orphans and widows in the village commune. The roof was renovated.

The simple roof of thatch and reed mats can always keep out the rainwater that increases with the thunder.

But he has never talked about the will of heaven and ghosts and gods. He thinks it is not the time yet.

Since the heavenly ghost is dead and the will of heaven can be pushed, there is only this world but no afterlife, let alone hell or heaven.

There are no hells and heavens, evil ghosts, and reincarnation. If these village gangsters believe in the existence of paradise, they can only see it in this world.

Let them see hope, touch reality, and experience the kind of happiness that they could not imagine before.

This kind of hope and reality, when there is no power, no land, no money, no cattle and horses, can only rely on the seeds that have been sown but not yet harvested.

Before harvesting, sow the fantasy of Jiuzhong Paradise; after harvesting, you can touch the hope of Jiuzhong Paradise.

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To plant, you need to know the solar terms.

The Yin calendar used by the State of Song is one month earlier than the lunar calendar that Shi is familiar with, and the first month of the Yin calendar is the twelfth month of the lunar calendar he is familiar with.

Although the calendars are different, the most basic winter solstice is the same. On this day, the shadow of the wooden pole is the shortest, and the winter is not like the summer solstice when the sky is full of clouds and affects the observation. This day is very accurate in all countries.

The weather at this time was also much warmer than in the previous life. Shi Shi heard that Wei said that he had seen crocodiles, and that the state of Song would be Henan in later generations, so it was obviously much warmer to have crocodiles here.

The seeds in his hands can basically be harvested before winter comes, the frost-free period is sufficient, and the solar terms are basically right for later generations to harvest twice a year or three times every two years.

About the seeds, only Luhua and Wei know, and they are also the first two people who have heard "Heavenly Questions", so don't worry about them talking about it.

The selected land is well hidden. Although the millet always looks dejected after earing, and cannot be used as a green gauze curtain that can only be used as sorghum, it is enough to hide some people's sight.

The three-acre land has already been vacated. Although Wei felt sorry for pulling out all the well-grown seedlings, he was also full of joy after the corn, cotton, peanuts, and sesame seeds germinated.

Put the sweet potatoes at home, and use the moist sand to urge the young shoots; all the potatoes have several petals, buried deep in the soil to embrace the sunshine with the power of life; after the sunflowers grow up, they are most afraid of flocks of birds, so they are planted in the yard before they bloom. It is somewhat similar to the Phoenix Roosting Tree...

What surprised the reeds and reeds the most was not that these seeds really sprouted, but the proper planting method.

Before dawn, I took the wooden Lei and went to the field.

Digging the original soft ground deeply, relying on simple stone hoes to prepare the ridges, half a step at a time, this is completely different from other places.

At noon, when others are resting, I carry a wicker basket on my back and pick up dog and cow dung in the rice paddies.Every evening before dinner, he would go to the mud pond again, dig out a basket of mud, and fill it in his three acres of small land.

Between each row of ridges, the unpleasant-smelling mugwort leaves are carefully buried, so that the mole crickets and maggots who are accustomed to living underground can move away helplessly, away from the unpleasant smell.

A few days before the seeds were planted, every night I leaned against a small shed set up with a mat to frighten the mice that came out at night.

Corn pollination depends on the wind, so corn should be planted very densely.Otherwise, the pollen would fly around and not fall on the ears, and the corn kernels would be sparse like the teeth of a 70-year-old man.

Carrots like water and fertilizer and need deep digging to loosen the soil.Otherwise, the carrots grown on the stiff ground cannot be called ghost fingers, or that ghost looks like Wu Dalang that day.

Sweet potato leaves like to take root. If you need to remove these rooted roots at ordinary times, but at this time, you need to let them take root more to grow more tubers.

Pumpkins like to climb vines, but you can't let them get too close to peanuts, otherwise you will kill peanuts...

Different crops require different methods.

Farming is a technical job, not the least technical job, but this technology has penetrated into the hearts of everyone in Zhu Xia's descendants, so that people think it is the most humble and least technical job.

In Wei's view, this is not serving the dealer, it is comparable to the slaves serving the nobles in the private fields of the nobles in the distance.

If the land is to be tended in this way, it will be exhausting for a person, and a family with more than a hundred acres of land, such intensive cultivation is not enough.

He didn't know that before the era he was familiar with, there were many people and little land, and intensive cultivation had become the instinct of the farm family, and it was no longer the rough and rough years of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States period.

In just one month, Shi's shoulders became thicker due to carrying the basket all day, his hands had calluses from being in close contact with the wood all day long, and his body lost a lot of weight.

In addition to being busy with my own affairs every day, I also help Wei and Luhua with the field work during the day.Even though neither brother nor sister need it, he still does the same. From the perspective of mutual benefit, his family lacks the most labor force. He is a long-term worker who only eats and doesn't need money.

In the evening, I support my tired body and tell stories to adults and children, some simple disease prevention, and some simple and practical handicrafts that can be done in the slack.

When you are too tired to bear it, you will hide in a place where no one is around, cheer yourself up, tell yourself that if you want to do great things, you will have to suffer a lot, and you must ensure that the first wave of harvest will scare everyone, so that you can talk about Tian Zhiming Ghost, so that he can have a reputation before Mozi comes back.

Humans are the toughest and most enduring animals, inferior to cattle and horses, and everyone does not know where their limits lie.

Shi didn't know, but after a month, he knew that he was able to endure so much hardship.

Two months later, it was even hotter.

After a summer rain, those expensive seeds kept stretching their arms towards the sky with strong vitality.

Four rows of corn grow as thick as the thumb of a nobleman who draws a bow all the year round; sweet potatoes are covered with a small piece of land and are still expanding; potatoes are not attacked by ladybugs smuggled from America and have no natural enemies; sesame seeds are rising steadily and have bloomed Small yellow flowers; wild bees and butterflies dance together in pumpkin flowers the size of a child's palm; too little sorghum to count as a green gauze but still standing straight; the first male flower of peanut has fallen and pierced the soil and wants to meet the female peanut...

Under the simple pergola next to it that can keep out the scorching sun and summer rain, reeds and reeds have become frequent visitors. I can't get enough of these growing crops with joy.

Compared with the scattered seeds scattered all over the sky, the rows of crops are like the most elite soldiers, which is indescribably magnificent.Those spreading green leaves and yellow flowers bear the hope of several stones per mu that I heard a few months ago.

I chose two carrots, dug them out, washed them, and handed them to the siblings. They had a sweet and crunchy taste, and Lu Hua thought they were the best things she had ever eaten.

I have long since lost the panic I felt when I heard the word "ghost finger", but instead I am full of gratitude to the ghost.

The juice rippling in the mouth and tongue, reluctant to swallow it, but chewed it into a paste like fine sand that is common on the banks of Shangqiu River, feeling it carefully with the tip of the tongue.

After a crisp sound, Luhua handed the remaining half to Shi.

"Why don't you eat?"

Shi didn't pick it up, and said with a smile: "I'm tired of eating. Now ghost finger is a good thing, even if you eat it every day, you won't get tired of it, at least it's better than starving. But we Mohists, we hope that people in the world will eat it." Tired of ghost fingers, finally found that millet and wheat are delicious."

Lu Hua thought, how could anyone get tired of ghost fingers?If you choose by yourself, you would rather eat ghost fingers every day. If it is cooked, it must be very sweet.

Maybe one day, I really get tired of eating, but at most I find that millet and millet are more delicious than this ghost finger. What is wheat?How can it be better than this thing?

After another crisp sound of biting off the ghost finger, Luhua approached Shi, and said in a low voice: "Little brother, you must have never eaten wheat, right? The wheat is not delicious, and the skin will not taste good even if it is boiled for a long time." .”

She thought, ghost fingers, black jade, summer sunflowers, these things, you must know better than me whether they are good or not.

But wheat, I eat too much, it really doesn't taste good.If you say wheat is delicious, others will laugh at you.

I don't want people to laugh at you.Nobody can.She thought, and then thought that she should make herself a nice new dress.

(End of this chapter)