This King Zhou is not stupid

When Song Lun came to the courtyard, it was indeed as he said, there were nearly a hundred chickens in his family.

This may be nothing in modern times, but it was not a small amount in ancient times. According to the rate of one egg per chicken per day, eggs alone can make a lot of money.

The feed is also cut grass by oneself, which can be made by mixing a small amount of grain residue.

"Father, why do we raise so many chickens? I don't think there were so many chickens half a year ago."

"I didn't know how to raise chickens before, and I couldn't even feed people. How to raise chickens. Last time, the child of your uncle's family brought a farming book. It talked about how to make feed and how to raise chickens. After that, I made up my mind to raise chickens. If you raise more, your grandson will be able to eat eggs every day."

When talking about his grandson, Song Lun's eyes lit up.

Goudan looked embarrassed, he was busy with work and didn't care much about marriage.

Thinking about it now, I feel a little sorry for his father.

Fortunately, the Ministry of Human Resources has recently considered that it is difficult to find a partner due to busy work, and often organizes social gatherings of the third department of Yaoyaoling, hoping to solve this problem internally.

After all, only people from the third division of Yaoyaoling understand the difficulties of the third division of Yaoyaoling.

Chapter 420 Nine: This song should only exist in the world, it is rare to hear it in the sky

Chickens are killed, bled, plucked, and gutted.

Song Lun skillfully cleaned up an old hen. The dog egg was next to him, and he used spells to condense hot water. The hot water can pluck the chicken feathers better, and it can also prevent the chicken blood from coagulating, making it easier to clean.

When Song Lun chopped up the chicken rack with a big knife, Song Lun's daughter-in-law also came.

By the way, mother-in-law also means daughter-in-law, not a curse word, it is purely a dialect.

"Oh, the dog is back!"

Goudan's mother was carrying a basket of green onions and peppers. When she saw Goudan, she quickly put the basket at the door and ran over quickly.

"Mother." Goudan didn't dare to move.

Don't look at his mother's gentle look, when he was a child, he had to eat doubles from his parents, which were harder than his father's.

"Why stand there stupidly? Sit down."

"oh oh."

Goudan sat down, he was obviously a young man, but he was like a child in front of the two of them.

Goudan's mother also entered the kitchen. After a while, the smell came from the kitchen. The aroma of chicken, chili, and green onion made people feel choked up and salivate at the same time.

This is the legendary 'smelling the chicken to quench thirst'.

One chicken can make several dishes. Chicken legs, chicken feet, chicken wings, chicken heads, chicken breasts and other parts can be used as special dishes, but Song Lun only made a large plate of spicy chicken.

This is what Goudan didn't have in his childhood. He only had chicken soup when he was a child.

"It's delicious."

The dog egg smiled.

"Maybe, I really haven't been home for a long time."

Goudan also knows that home is very warm, but he can't stay at home all his life, the chicks will always leave the nest, and he can't stay at home all his life or only work near his home.

When he was a child, he used to envy the life of aristocrats who had no worries about food and clothing, and he wondered why he was not reborn into such a family.

Of course, that was when he was young and ignorant,

When he had no worries about food and clothing and learned about the life of the nobles, he realized one thing. If he wanted to live, he could not rely on others, but had to rely on himself.

Nobles, scholar-bureaucrats, and even the Emperor are busy. If they don't work hard, they may not be able to keep the inheritance left by their ancestors.

The so-called "reincarnation is good, you don't have to work hard for the rest of your life", this is pure nonsense, Goudan doesn't know how many people's homes have been checked by Fei Zhong and You Hun, because of their stupidity, their ancestors' century-old business was destroyed once.

"Son, how is working in the Ministry of Human Resources?"

"Very good, Zai Chaoge arranged a place for us, with all board and lodging included, but there is a lot of work."

Goudan doesn't feel tired, his aptitude is mediocre, and he's only half-step foundation building now, but it's not bad, you must know that monks like Zheng Lun and Chong Heihu may not have foundation building yet.

"How is the cultivation of immortality? Song Yi's family's grandsons are well-known Golden Core cultivators." Song Lun asked.

"Father, the teacher taught us that although we can catch up with others in the journey of cultivating immortality, we must not compare too much. The realm does not mean anything, and the heart is the most important thing."

Well, Goudan also knows that with his aptitude, he may end up at the Golden Core cultivation level in the end.

But so what?

He has already experienced the splendor of cultivating immortals, even if he can't climb to a higher place, he is still satisfied.

"That's right, you only compare your son with other people's children."

Goudan's mother also gave Song Lun a blank look, and then said to Goudan with a smile: "Son, it's okay, take your time to cultivate immortality, let's talk about your marriage first, when do you plan to go back to your hometown to get married?"

Goudan's heart skipped a beat.

Why are you talking about this topic again?

"This... don't rush."

"Why are you not in a hurry!" Goudan's mother's face was serious. "Boys should be married and girls should be married. It's time for you to get married. We are still waiting to have grandchildren."

"Then listen to your two arrangements."

According to the order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker, Goudan has nothing to do.

He has no desire to get married, he just has a little feeling for the opposite sex, but if his parents arrange, he will obey.

Let me first say that this is not because of cultivating immortals. Most of the mental methods of Jiejiao will not affect the xinxing, so there are all kinds of people in Jiejiao.

This is better, Di Xin doesn't want all monks to be 'monks', he hates 'monks' the most in his life.

To put it bluntly, it is called avoiding cause and effect, but to put it bluntly, it is to escape from reality, 'monk'?Zhu Yuanzhang used to be a monk, but in the end he was forced to resist by reality.

And abstinence is even more ridiculous.

Since the creation of heaven and earth in ancient times, yin and yang have been the most basic rules of the way of heaven, belonging to the foundation of the foundation, and the information engraved in DNA, unless it is the existence of a saint who does not distinguish between yin and yang, and a mixed holy body, otherwise it is outrageous to say that abstinence is outrageous.

Unless Di Xin wants to exterminate the human race, it is absolutely impossible for the "monk" to occupy the mainstream of Yin Shang.

After eating, Goudan helped his parents feed the chickens, wash clothes, fetch water, and worked until evening.

At this time, someone shouted outside the door: "There is a program on the curtain tonight, everyone can watch it."

The shout spread all over Songjiazhuang. After Song Lun heard it, he said to his wife and son: "There is a program tonight, let's watch it as a family."

"Okay." Goudan agreed without hesitation.

When he came to the center of the village, many people had surrounded him, and Goudan saw that there were even many of his colleagues around.

Presumably also on vacation.

The curtain was lit up, and at this time, some recorded storytelling stories were being played. Since Pangu opened the sky, some people had already seen these stories, but they still sat down and watched the show with eyes focused.

There are many stories about Hong Huang, and every fairy story can be written into a book.

Not to mention the wonderful events.

In this way, about half an hour passed, and after another story passed, the curtain returned to a brief darkness. Just when everyone was surprised, the curtain lit up again.

What appeared at this time was the essence of jade pipa. She was sitting on a chair in a gorgeous costume, holding a jade-faced pipa in her hand. The beauty was breathtaking.

Surrounding her are some other instrumentalists.

A certain room in the headquarters of Chaoge Dibu.

Many local monks are preparing for the first live performance of Yushi Pipa Jing.

"There is no problem with the signal transmission, everything is good."

"All the curtains received the picture."

"The program name and player information have been displayed on the curtain."

"Okay, everything is ready."

The monks in Dibu were in a hurry, and Yushi Pipa Jing was also very nervous. She waited for the signal from Dibu, and when Dibu made a gesture to start the performance, she took a deep breath.

There is no self-introduction as the title of the show is already displayed on the curtain.

The jade lute plucked the strings with fine fingers. At that moment, the melody like the sound of nature sounded in the ears of many people in the Yin and Shang Dynasties, and even some immortals were watching the show.

Chapter 430: No matter how hard you try, you can't compare with the emperor?

I dare not say that this song is shocking and weeping ghosts and gods.

But everyone is quietly listening to the prelude brought by the strings, the sound of nature brought by the finger plucking, which is rarely heard even in 33 days.

Some celestial beings who knew a little bit about the rhythm also felt something after listening to it.

Solemn and solemn, like a ceremony on Mount Tai, majestic and majestic, like the prehistoric universe.

The lingering sound is lingering and lingering for a long time. Although the jade pipa is beautiful, more people now appreciate her music more than her person.

Everything is going in a good direction.

But things backfired, and a system prompt popped up in front of Di Xin who was also listening to the music.

[Reminder: The cult organization has begun to take shape, please deal with it immediately. 】

"Can I remind you after listening to the song? It's only about 5 minutes." Di Xin complained helplessly.

That being said, something even more unexpected happened to Di Xin.

The picture on the curtain in front of him suddenly changed.

Turned into another person wearing a white faceless mask, unable to distinguish between male and female.

Di Xin widened his eyes.

"Hijacked the signal line? Good guy, this nima looks like a modern terrorist. Could it be... a time traveler?"

【no. 】

"Huh, scare me."

If it was a traverser, Di Xin would be in a dilemma, but the other party was able to hijack the signal of the Ministry of Earth, so it seemed that there might be a real threat.

The person on the screen said in a mixed voice of men and women: "My compatriots, let me introduce myself first. I am the leader of the Nameless Church. You can call me Nameless."

Dibu, at this time many Dibu monks were dumbfounded.

"Hey! When did the signal tower get tampered with?!"

"It's not a signal tower problem, it's a signal problem. Someone hijacked our local signal."

"Stop the live broadcast immediately."

Jade Pipa Jing looked at the flustered monks, knowing that her premiere had a big accident, she was relieved because her performance was over.

But she was also very disturbed, this time the matter was not easy to handle, and she didn't know if the king could do it.

At the same time, many people in the Shang Dynasty were also watching the live broadcast, and the masked person continued: "My compatriots, how long do you still want to lie to yourself in this decadent society? Look at the high-ranking He has the power, the harem, and the wealth that you will never have in your lifetime."

Di Xin frowned slightly.

This method of provoking conflicts is well used, because individuals are more or less hostile to the rich.

"Are you still working hard? No matter how hard you work, you will never be able to achieve the wealth that some people are born with. You deserve to be farmers all your life, but Di Xin can become the supreme emperor."

Di Xin frowned again.

Good guy, it seems that he has this strength after reincarnation.

Even if he puts his soul on an ordinary person, he can make this wealthy businessman better.

And this person seems to have misunderstood one thing. Di Xin's current foundation is not due to him alone. There are dozens of emperors of Yin Shang in front of him.

"Why are you still being oppressed by the Emperor? Are you all servile in your bones?"

"When will I oppress the people?" Di Xin was a little depressed.

In the past, people said he oppressed others when they didn’t have enough food and clothes to wear warmly. Now, when they eat and dress in different ways, people still say he oppresses them?

The co-author of the Emperor is to oppress the people to be the Emperor. Whether it is a good Emperor or a bad Emperor, he can only live by oppressing the people?

What kind of devil's thinking is this? Has this brother been stimulated by the emperor?

The masked man said a lot afterward.