Wan Dong was surprised to be able to be classmates with a famous chef, and his eyes changed when he looked at the vendor.
But the vendor didn't react much.
After all, there are many people studying together. If we talk about classmates, half of the chefs in Fenghe County can say that they have taken classes with famous chefs and cooked with them.
When there are too many people, it becomes less rare.
But in Wan Dong's eyes, such calmness was even more extraordinary.
So Wan Dong asked, "Is this place specifically for training chefs?"
The vendor replied, "More than that, there are a lot of things to teach here, fewer for children, more for adults. You can learn to read and count, and some other subjects I'm not familiar with. Once you learn them, you can take the exam."
"I wonder what kind of test it is?"
"The county magistrate said before that there will be a talent selection exam every three months. If you pass the exam, you will get a job. If you are selected by the factory, you can also receive a monthly salary."
Wan Dong had never seen a factory, but during the days since he came to Fenghe County, he learned from other people's gossip that the factory here was a very good job, and it would be a good thing if he could get in.
But in the end, Wan Dong did not send his children to school in the city, nor did he register himself.
His son was puzzled by this, but he didn't ask immediately. Instead, he waited until they were out of Fenghe County City before he lay on his father's back and muttered, "Daddy, aren't you going to school?"
Wan Dong said in a gentle voice, "Don't worry, I will definitely go to school. It's just that the city is too far from where we live, so it's not convenient to travel back and forth."
The little kid tilted his head and said, "But I heard from the uncle selling cakes just now that you can learn while working."
Wan Dong paused for a moment, but quickly resumed his pace, saying softly, "When the County Magistrate left us here, he asked us to rebuild that deserted village. Now that we have just the beginning, how can we just abandon it?"
There were some things that Wan Dong didn't say explicitly.
He always remembered that he was a refugee who had fled here and had neither relatives nor roots in Fenghe County. He used to think that being able to read and write was good enough among ordinary people, but in Fenghe County, it was simply not worth mentioning.
Here, even the vendors selling cakes and pastries from carts can read and write, speak eloquently, and are classmates of famous chefs!
So everyone is literate?
Wan Dong was somewhat shocked, but at the same time, he also knew that if he wanted to settle down, he had to be patient, stand with other refugees, and complete the tasks assigned by the county.
So Wan Dong said, "When we get back, Daddy will go to the nearby village and ask if there's a private school we can send you to. Then you and the other kids in the village can go together, okay?"
"Daddy, is school fun?"
“Of course it’s fun.”
The child immediately became happy, nodding happily and shaking his head: "Then will Daddy go with me?"
Wan Dong shook him and replied with a smile, "Not yet. The village isn't built yet. Let's talk about it after it's built."
The child's face wrinkled when he heard this.
He was still young, and although the journey was extremely difficult, he was small in size and had a small heart. After settling down in Fenghe County, he had forgotten the sad journey of escape.
So the child, unlike adults, didn't think much before speaking, so he was particularly frank: "But these days I only saw Daddy digging holes with them. What are they doing?"
This sounded simple, but it stumped Wan Dong.
Because he didn't know what to do.
The county only gave them a map and asked them to dig all the ditches and pits that needed to be dug in the village according to the map, but never told them the purpose of doing so.
Even the term "ecological new countryside" was something he heard from the peddler just now.
As for how to do it specifically, Wan Dong himself wasn't quite sure and couldn't give an answer at the moment.
At this moment, you can see people busy at work from a distance.
And this place is very close to the deserted village they are building.
His son pressed his father's shoulders, straightened his upper body, and looked forward with all his strength: "What is that? There are so many people!"
Wan Dong also stopped and saw a group of strong men moving things down from the carriage.
They looked like ordinary laborers from Qi State, and there were quite a few of them.
And the things they were carrying looked extremely heavy.
Wan Dong squinted his eyes and took a closer look. He whispered, "Those are... iron rods? What are you doing with so many of them?"
Obviously no one could answer him now, and the little kid on his back looked even more confused.
But soon, the father and son's attention was no longer on these iron things.
Because they found that among those people, there were a few who dressed particularly differently.
The clothes she wears are neither silk nor linen, but look exceptionally soft and bright in color. Her hair is mostly short, and she is different in every way.
They are surrounded by guards from Fenghe County. To be able to access such a level of security, they must be either rich or noble.
Wan Dong was a little slow to react, but fortunately his son was quick to respond. He patted Wan Dong on the shoulder and said, "Dad, they look like the paintings hanging in the school just now!"
Just one sentence made Wan Dong's body tremble violently.
The painting the child mentioned is hung behind the screen wall of the county school. I heard that it was painted by Master Mo himself.
And the person above is the immortal from Langyun!
Before, I had only heard that there were immortals in Fenghe County, but since they were taken in, they did nothing but dig holes and pile up earth. Their usual range of activities was only one acre and three mu of land. They seldom went to the county town, and no one had actually seen the immortals with their own eyes.
Now when he suddenly saw it, Wan Dong felt his calves trembling.
So he immediately covered his child's mouth, fearing that he would disturb the immortal king and the fairy.
Then he bowed from a distance and performed a deep salute, then carefully walked towards his village.
But the students didn't notice them at all.
In other words, after two years of experience, the people of Langyun can remain calm about all kinds of reactions from the indigenous people.
At this moment, all they see are the busy people in front of them.
Ji Liang originally wanted to see the construction progress of the ecological new countryside that he had taken the lead in designing, so he came by to take a look at the situation, but now he couldn't take his eyes off these busy people.
He approached Shao Zhu and asked, "What are you doing?"
Shao Zhu didn't even look up, staring at the phone in his hand, and replied casually: "Laying railroad tracks."
Ji Liang was stunned: "Railroad tracks? Where did they come from?"
Shao Zhu pointed north and said, "It's done in Jiangyi County. After Fenghe County started producing paper last year, County Magistrate Duan became envious of Fenghe County's factory. Coincidentally, one of our departments at the school needed a place to conduct on-site experiments, so the two sides hit it off. Jiangyi County built the factory, and the school also had a place to prepare experimental reports."
"So, they went to make iron?"
"Not only that, this time I plan to build a simple small rail car to test the waters, and also build one for Fenghe County to help with the construction of your new countryside. After a while, when the school builds a steam engine, we can upgrade it."
Ji Liang: ...
They came out to do the task themselves, that is, to take the lead and lead those impoverished indigenous people who had fled famine to plant crops, dig ditches, and do some ecological agriculture and popularize scientific breeding.
But they actually want to use the steam engine directly?
It’s about to take off!
Ji Liang couldn't help but ask: "Isn't it too fast?"
Shao Zhu was very calm: "It doesn't matter whether it's fast or slow. The school's laboratories are not for decoration. There are so many majors that won't be idle every day. Besides, our primary goal is to boost the development of this world. There is no need to wait for the natives to follow the routine."
Ji Liang seemed a little hesitant.
Then he heard Shao Zhu slowly say, "Otherwise, when you want to go back, will you be old enough to be friends with your father?"
Ji Liang: ...
After silently thinking about the scene for a while, he made a quick decision: "You're right! Do it, we must do it, and do it quickly! I can do it! I can do it!"
But soon, Ji Liang discovered that while he was getting excited, Shao Zhu had been staring at his mobile phone.
He came over and asked curiously, "What are you looking at?"
"live streaming."
"...Why is there still a live broadcast business?"
"After the system upgrade, everyone has a new feature in their app. You can watch other people's task progress in real time, and it can also relieve stress during busy tasks. There will be rewards, all in the form of points, and you can also open one."
Ji Liang thought for a moment and shook his head: "I usually either farm or watch others farm. No one will watch if I open it."
Shao Zhu looked at him, and after sizing up and down this sixteen-year-old young man who was studying in the gifted class, his gaze fixed on his face, which never got tanned, and said seriously, "Don't worry, there must be one."
"Why?"
"I hope you have a clear understanding of your appearance."
Ji Liang blinked and muttered softly, "But they're looking at farming, not looks."
Shao Zhu patted his shoulder and said seriously, "What we see in live broadcast is the face. Thank you."
Ji Liang: ...Oh.
At this time, the picture on Shao Zhu's mobile phone changed.
Inside, there were spacious roads, towering city walls, and neatly arranged crowds of people.
Many of them were wearing official uniforms, and the ones leading them looked particularly familiar.
I've only seen it on Gongzi Yun before.
Ji Liang was quite curious: "Where are they?"
But before Shao Zhu could answer, he heard Kun Jingming's low and calm voice coming from the phone: "We have arrived safely in the capital of Qi."
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