"Are you going out again?" Aunt Agen asked.
"Yes, we have things to do. We'll come back after we've finished," Song Zhuiyan replied perfunctorily. "Our main task this time is to see Young Master Liu and the others off the mountain. We'll talk about other things in a couple of days. We're exhausted right now and need to rest. Everyone, go back first and we'll talk about it later."
“Yes, everyone, disperse. Miss Song and Young Master Zhong just got back and haven’t even had a sip of water before busying themselves distributing things to everyone. They must be exhausted from traveling for so many days. Let them rest and stop arguing.” Lin Fuhai spoke up, and everyone quieted down, grinning as they took their things and left.
After everyone left, Song Tantan immediately closed the gate. Two years ago, the fence was demolished and a brick wall more than two meters high was built. From the outside, you can't see anything inside the yard.
"Finally gone! The villagers were so hospitable, they were so noisy I almost had tinnitus. I need to take a shower right now and catch up on my sleep. Nobody wake me up, I want to sleep until I naturally wake up." She was at Zhong Qingyi's house because they needed to divide the belongings.
However, her house is right next door, just a dozen steps away. You can walk through the back door, which is very convenient.
She slept until the next morning without anyone waking her up for breakfast or anything. She slept for a full twenty hours. Only a pig could compare to her insatiable sleepiness. And yet, she felt hungry when she woke up.
She slipped into the space, washed up, and didn't come out immediately. Instead, she leisurely ate breakfast in the space. Just as she was finishing, she heard Ye Moxun calling her from outside.
"Tantan, come out quickly, wake up!" In the past two years, he would just knock a few times and go in to arrest people, but as he got older, he couldn't do that anymore.
It was already quite inappropriate for the two of them to be alone in a room. To barge in without the owner's permission would be disrespectful to Song Tantan. He could only enter after she gave him her permission.
Well, actually, Song Tantan used to lock the door when she slept, so he could come in anytime. But after she learned to lock the door, he couldn't just pick the lock, could he? That would be too impolite and morally reprehensible.
Song Tantan slowly cleaned up the dishes and washed them before leaving. This dawdling took a quarter of an hour. Ye Moxun, on the other hand, was patient and waited.
"Here, take this." Since he came so early, he must want something delicious, so she simply took out a plate of food and handed it to him.
Ye Moxun choked for a moment, his expression turning sour. "I've already eaten. I'm here to talk to you about something, not food."
"Oh," Song Tantan didn't seem to mind. He put the food back into his spatial storage if he wasn't going to eat it. "What's the rush?"
"Didn't you tell me last time that you've used up a lot of the things in the space over the years, leaving a lot of empty space?" Ye Moxun winked meaningfully.
"And then, get to the point." Song Tantan wasn't in the mood to listen to his suspense. Having just woken up, she wasn't exactly refreshed; she felt lethargic and lacked energy.
"Let's put some cement, paper, and printing wood out to sell, so everyone can make some quickly. We won't pay them yet, but we'll record how much each family took and settle the accounts later after we sell them." Ye Moxun slept all afternoon yesterday and woke up in the evening, then went for a walk outside.
It wasn't a coincidence on the way; Liu Chengyu was waiting for him on purpose. Anyway, they just bumped into each other. Everyone in the village knew what kind of person Ye Moxun was; he only acted like a person and had any energy in front of Song Tantan.
Once he's away from Song Tantan, he always keeps a straight face and doesn't like to talk to people. If you ask him something, he'll respond, but his attitude will be cold, so cold that you can't even have a conversation with him.
Unless he needs something from you, villagers rarely take the initiative to contact him. At this moment, Liu Chengyu stood at the crossroads with a gentle smile on his face.
Normally, he would have returned the smile, but Ye Moxun only glanced at him indifferently. Seeing that the other party didn't speak, he remained silent and tried to walk past him.
Liu Chengyu's smile froze. Why did this person not appear as expected? Yesterday he seemed like a gentle and easy-going person, but today he suddenly seems to have changed his personality. Is he in a bad mood?
Judging from the situation, forcing his way in like this wouldn't yield any information. He's a proud person, after all, his status is what it is. If he didn't need someone's help, why would he repeatedly lower himself to curry favor with them?
The people of Songlin Village were quite strange; they didn't give him much face and always ignored him, which really angered him. But he wasn't the kind of person who was narrow-minded or held grudges easily.
Ignorance is no excuse, and besides, the villagers are busy with farm work every day. After finishing their farm work, they chop firewood or pick wild vegetables. They are never idle. It makes sense that they don't have time to pay attention to him.
Liu Chengyu inherited his father, the wise king's, kindness and generosity, which is rare. Moreover, although he is kind, he is not foolish; in fact, he is quite intelligent.
He recognized that Songlin Village had many talented people, all of whom had been cultivated by the Ye and Song families. Ye Moxun, in particular, was a prodigy, according to the villagers.
The paper and printing techniques that the villagers learned were all things that Ye Moxun had read about in books and then taught to them. He also designed cement and biogas digesters, which they had never seen before. The former could be used to pave the ground, build houses, and construct city walls, while the latter was used for agriculture. Both were very beneficial to the people and the world.
I heard that he is a highly skilled doctor, and several young men with excellent medical skills, such as Ah Zhu and Shui Sheng, are his apprentices.
If this person can be used by his father, then why worry about not being able to pull the Great Jin Dynasty out of the mire in the future?
Zhong Qingyi is also a useful one. He is skilled in martial arts, bold and meticulous, and should be very brave on the battlefield. He may even be able to become a general in the future.
Song Zhuiyan is also a rare talent. She is good at raising pigs and can also use biogas digesters to make fertilizer while raising pigs. It is said that it also has the effect of repelling insects. She is not only good at breeding, but also has the skills to farm. The yield of the grain she grows is half again as high as that of others.
Songlin Village is small, but it has everything you could need, including a wide variety of fruits. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that there could be so many fruits he had never seen before, as well as many vegetables.
In Liu Chengyu's eyes, the people of Songlin Village are all talented, especially the young people. He was thinking about how to persuade them to return to Jiangnan with him.
"Young Master Ye, may I have a word with you?" Liu Chengyu followed Ye Moxun's footsteps, his attitude sincere.
"No." He wasn't in the mood. Without being told, he knew what the other person wanted to say. Didn't they just want to know how cement and biogas digesters were made?
Want the secret recipe? Show him your sincerity, otherwise forget about it.
The Great Jin Dynasty is still in chaos. What's the use of rushing to get these things now? It's not too late to talk about it after the world is at peace and the war is over. It's not something that can be done in a year or two to make the country prosperous.
"The task is arduous and the road ahead is long," these words were spoken to Liu Chengyu and his son.
"What, you..." Liu Chengyu's expression changed, somewhat annoyed. He hadn't expected the other party to have such an attitude, but he managed to hold back his anger.
This person is so rude and arrogant. Well, he's not in the mood to talk to him now. He's already humbled himself enough by offering his warm face to someone who doesn't reciprocate his cold shoulder. Does he really have to beg him?
Doesn't he have any shame?
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