It's not really about invention; it's all about studying the accumulated experience and achievements of predecessors, understanding them thoroughly, and then guiding others to do the same.
"I've made almost everything that's useful. Next, I'll focus on researching my medicine powder. Don't try to make me research anything else on a whim. Lin Fuhai's grandson and Lin Cong are quite good at recognizing characters. They can already recite the Three Character Classic and the Hundred Family Surnames. With a little more practice, they'll be able to recite them from memory."
From now on, the printing of books can be handed over to these few students with a talent for reading; he can practically be a hands-off manager.
"You have no ambition at all. Don't you have any other pursuits besides poison?" Song Tantan shook her head in exasperation.
"What good is it if I have ambition in this desolate wilderness? All I can do is protect the village from wild beasts and make sure everyone has enough to eat and wear. As for dealing with wild beasts, I have developed a powder and planted poisonous plants outside the wall. Is that safe enough?"
As for the issues of having enough to eat and wear, aren't you and Aunt Song there? Those are enough. All that's left is to live a good life, do things you enjoy to pass the time, otherwise what else do you want to do?"
Song Tantan choked, and it took her a while to find her voice. "It's not that I'm telling you to do anything big, it's just that your attitude towards life is wrong. It's too negative. You should be more energetic and more positive."
"I would love to jump around and make myself look healthier and more energetic, but you have to understand my constitution. If I jump around as often as you do, my body will not be able to handle it, and I might end up bedridden for months. How can you bear to do that?"
"Alright, stop with the old-fashioned language. Do you think I can't understand?" Song Tantan pretended to pinch her forehead, pulled up a chair and sat down. She then took out some cherries, grapes, and dried bamboo shoots from the supermarket and started eating them happily without inviting him.
The wild fruits picked from the mountain didn't taste very good either; they had little flesh and were very sour, which she didn't like. She preferred the fruits from the supermarket.
"Today, Chen Jinhua told Zhu Xiu that the chestnuts and hazelnuts she picked have been dried and ground into powder, and she's waiting for you to teach them how to make chestnut cakes and chestnut pancakes," Ye Moxun said, sitting down and eating fruit.
"Let Auntie teach me. It would be strange if a little kid like me were so capable." She clearly wanted to slack off, but she gave herself a perfectly respectable reason.
Ye Moxun's dark eyes flickered for a moment before he lowered them, concealing his emotions. Song Tantan was a cunning little devil; she would encourage others to do whatever she wanted. The "Four Great Inventions" being made in the village, as well as many other things, were all her ideas.
However, she only encouraged others to carry out the work; she herself was not enthusiastic about doing it. She brought him a bunch of books from the supermarket, made him copy and translate them, and coerced and lured him to encourage other villagers to research and develop this and that together.
He was inwardly resentful, but his face remained calm. In the end, Ye Moxun only sighed softly, "Oh well, who told him to have a cheat code and never worry about food or clothing? He can easily control me with that."
He had no backbone and succumbed to the food she offered without much resistance.
None of this matters, but sometimes Ye Moxun would think about the future, what would happen when they grew up? In ancient times, men and women were not supposed to have physical contact. Now they were young and it was fine for them to get together every day, but in a few years they certainly couldn't be so casual.
"Song Tantan has something to ask you." Ye Moxun looked directly at her with a serious expression.
Seeing how serious he was, Song Tantan stopped eating and sat up straight. "Speak quickly if you have something to say."
“In ancient times, people would start talking about marriage at the age of fourteen or fifteen. Although you are only six years old now, in about eight years someone will come to your door to propose marriage. Will you marry then?”
Song Tantan seriously began to think about it. This was a problem she would have to face sooner or later, and she had no intention of avoiding it. "I'm fine, but I'm a little worried about my aunt. She'll be eighteen after the New Year."
Eighteen years old is considered quite old in ancient times. A few gossipy women in the village had previously spoken ill of her, but after she warned them, no one dared to deliberately talk behind her and her aunt's backs. However, she guessed that people would still gossip when they couldn't hear her.
Song Zhuiyan had no plans to get married, and no one in the village dared to propose marriage to her. She was too fierce, and none of the eligible young men could control her.
She herself didn't care what others said. Before she transmigrated, she was already in her early thirties, and the villagers had gossiped about her quite a bit, but she never took it to heart.
Walk your own path and let others talk.
Song Tantan couldn't stand the gossip. She felt sorry for her aunt. In her past life, she always felt that she was a burden to her aunt. She had raised her to adulthood, but she was afraid that her aunt would not accept her after marriage, so she never got married.
Now that she's transmigrated, she's only sixteen years old. She and her aunt have been here for a little over a year, and they'll be eighteen after the New Year. They're already at the age to get married, which is really ridiculous.
In her opinion, no one in the village was good enough for her aunt. The only one who could be considered a good match was Zhong Qingyi, but Zhong Qingyi was also an older man, turning twenty-seven after the New Year.
Although age shouldn't be the deciding factor, the problem is that my aunt and Uncle Zhong often go hunting together, spending a lot of time alone together. If they were really interested in each other, things should have started to look more serious by now.
Song Tantan had also observed the two of them and found that, regardless of whether it was Aunt Shang or Uncle Zhong, they treated each other as brothers. They used to fight people together, and now they hunt together. They would do any kind of work together, but they had no intention of developing feelings for each other.
If possible, she hopes her aunt can find someone she likes and who likes her back to marry, so she won't be alone forever.
“My uncle is indeed getting old. A few years ago, before we fled, I thought about finding him an aunt, but he was oblivious and refused to get married.” Song Tantan kept talking about her aunt and also mentioned Zhong Qingyi’s situation.
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