Li Zheng walked in.
Xiao Changhe immediately went up to him and asked, "How is Master?"
Li Zheng shook his head: "He hasn't woken up yet. The doctor at the medical center said that he has qi and blood stasis caused by excessive worry and needs to rest for a while."
"How could this be?" Xiao Changhe froze on the spot.
Qingshan Village is not considered wealthy, and the village originally had no money to build a school and hire teachers.
Ten years ago, this Confucius passed by Qingshan Village and said he was optimistic about the Feng Shui here, so he took his mute slave to live there.
He doesn't want to restrict cultivation, as long as the village takes care of food and housing.
So Li Zheng led people to expand two rooms next to the village ancestral hall. One room was used by Confucius to live in, and the other room was where the children had classes.
The villagers of Qingshan Village do not have high requirements. As long as their children can recognize a few words and write their names, they are considered successful.
All in all, there are only seventeen or eight children who are really studying under the Master. Now that the Master is ill, these seventeen or eight children have suddenly lost their backbone, and studying in the future will become a problem.
"My wife will definitely need money for medical treatment and medicine. Brother Li Zheng, if the money is not enough, you can ask me to wake up."
Li Zheng sighed: "Don't worry, I have found the best doctor in the county to diagnose my master's pulse, but he is old after all. Whether he can wake up depends on him."
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That night, Xiao Changhe took Xiao Jing to see Confucius again.
Confucius was alone, with only a mute slave by his side to look after him.
Now after falling ill, there are people coming and going in the yard. They are all villagers who come to visit. Everyone has given them everything. Food, eggs, and firewood are piled in the yard in a mess.
Xu Zhengxiang gritted his teeth and simply took out a hen that was laying eggs from the chicken coop and handed it to the mute slave: "Master is not in good health. This is for Master to replenish his body. You can stay here for a while and skim off the oil slick on it." Then I’ll give it to the Master to drink.”
The mute slave nodded and obeyed these instructions.
Without books to read, Xiao Jing also joined the autumn harvest.
Today Xiao Song and Xiao Changhe went to cut rice, while Xiao Mu took Xiao Jing to Carpenter Tan in the village to study the parts of the threshing machine.
They broke down the things needed in the picture, picked out the more complicated parts, and explained them to Carpenter Tan one by one, explaining the sizes and requirements. After everything was done, they took the things back and assembled them themselves.
Xiao Mu thought more.
It's just that this thing is so new that if it is really useful, it can be regarded as a great achievement. This credit belongs to Luoluo and cannot be snatched away by others.
Carpenter Tan is very good at his craftsmanship. After three days, all the parts were completed, and even the raised wooden nails on the roller were very strong.
Xiao Mu was very satisfied with it and paid 450 Wen according to the originally agreed price.
Seeing Xiao Mu gathering up these scattered pieces of wood and preparing to take them away, Carpenter Tan couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing with these? I have been a carpenter for so many years and I have never seen anything like this!" "
Xiao Mu smiled: "My wife wants to make an object, but I don't know if it can be done yet. If it can be done, Uncle Tan, you won't have to worry about business in the future."
Carpenter Tan was confused and watched Xiao Mu leave with his things.
After returning home, Xiao Mu and Xiao Jing immediately started to assemble everything one by one.
The detachment rollers and connecting gears inside were all made by Carpenter Tan, and the ship-shaped baffle below was nailed out by Xiao Mu himself in the past two days.
Carpenter Tan has superb craftsmanship. The brake mechanism is polished smooth and round, and the gears fit perfectly.
If there was something they didn't understand, Xiao Jing, Xiao Mu and Ye Luoxin got together to study it. Although Xu Zhengxiang blamed them for delaying the work, the mysteriousness of the few people made her frightened.
On the fourth day, Xu Zhengxiang finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"What are you doing every day? Everyone is working, how about you? After studying a few broken wooden boards, you are almost ready to find flowers! Today Sister-in-law Li told me that half of her rice has been harvested. We don’t even have half of it at home.”
"Mom, don't worry, we'll be there soon." Xiao Jing's face was full of excitement.
What he has learned in the past few days is something he has never learned in books before. For him, it is novel and has a sense of accomplishment. Seeing that the thresher is about to be completed, he can hardly contain the excitement in his heart. .
"Okay, okay, I'll give you another half a day. If you can't get it done this afternoon, just work hard for me. When this time is over, you can study as much as you like!"
Yang Feng was also very curious about what they made. Since Xu Zhengxiang had been working, she was too embarrassed to be idle. She could only watch the three people poking at the pile of wood while working.
It was the first time she made something like this, and Ye Luoxin truly felt what it meant to speak but not to do it.
At this moment, she extremely regretted not studying the structure of the threshing machine carefully when she was reading the book. If she had known that it could be used, she should have imprinted those pictures in her mind, so that she would not have to spend so much time.
Fortunately, Xiao Mu is very capable with his hands. He could correct some parts that were not made correctly. There were some small parts that needed to be made of iron, so he immediately went to the blacksmith in the village to make them.
When Xu Zhengxiang called them to eat at noon, Xiao Jing suddenly let out an "ouch" and shouted: "It's done, it's done!"
"What's the name of the ghost at noon!" After Xu Zhengxiang finished scolding, he looked expectant: "Is it really happening?"
Ye Luoxin raised her head with a smile on her face: "Mom, it seems like it's really done. Let's give it a try."
Xiao Mu straightened the machine and applied force with his feet. The roller in the middle really started to move. With the movements of his feet, the rollers spun faster and faster.
Ye Luoxin picked up a handful of rice from the ground and handed it to Xiao Mu. Xiao Mu put one end of the rice ear on the roller. With a swiping sound, the rice grains flew around, were stopped by the baffle, and fell to the bottom of the machine. On the ground, in just a blink of an eye, a handful of rice was threshed cleanly.
"Mom, it's done!" Ye Luoxin and Xiao Jing said in unison.
Xu Zhengxiang was standing far away and didn't see clearly what was going on.
Seeing that it was really useful, she quickly stepped forward: "Quick, do it again and let me see."
Xiao Mu stepped on the machine again, and just turned it over, and a handful of rice was removed cleanly.
"Hey, this is too fast!" Xu Zhengxiang didn't care about eating and went into battle himself, holding a handful of rice and operating the machine.
When she saw the rice grains falling off one after another, Xu Zhengxiang could no longer hold back, tears flashed in her eyes: "How did this child's brain grow? How did he come up with such a useful thing?"
