"Just looking at the pictures and introduction, I really don't know if it's easy to use or not. Someone from Su Ming built it."
Zhu Yuanzhang has become accustomed to Xiaqiu Village's style of doing things. He always makes it first and then shows it to you.
Today there are only pictures, but no real objects. Find craftsmen to build them. If they are useful, follow the instructions above and build them in large pieces. They should be in an open area.
At the same time, keep a certain distance between the furnaces. If they are too close, people will be easily poisoned if they are burned together.
Zhu Biao turned around to find someone. He valued this very much. With more iron, people's lives would be more convenient.
"You can always come up with good things at critical moments. With more iron, it will be easier to plow the ground."
Zhu Yuanzhang picked up the tea next to him and said to himself. He knew that many people used wooden plows or stone plows without iron. Their cooking was delicious, but they lacked iron pots and oil.
Growing rapeseed in the south of the Yangtze River is relatively good, but other places are more bitter.
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"Hanhan, would you like some hot water?" The director and Hanhan came to the door of the library. There was a boiler next to it.
Below is a simple stove with no chimney and a copper kettle holder on it, which can burn coal and firewood. The stove has a grate, and the stove without a grate can only be filled with firewood.
There is also a long table and two long benches for people to rest. The bamboo tubes are cut into bowls. If anyone wants to drink water, they can ask the fire watcher to ask for it.
It is a convenient service provided by the library to the outside world. You can drink hot water to keep yourself warm in winter. If you are thirsty in summer, you don’t have to go to other stores to ask for water.
"Well!" Zhu Wentian sat down.
"Hey! The chief and Hanhan are here to change the dishes and wash them for you."
The person in charge of watching the fire was a lame man, a veteran, who couldn't do much work. He was hired to be in charge of the stove and was paid a high salary of thirty cash a day.
"Excuse me." The mayor nodded.
"Xiao Wu, are you thirsty? Have a drink of water?" Another older man came with a ten-year-old child. It seemed that they were related by grandfather and grandson.
"Drink, I'm cold." Xiao Wu shivered.
"Xiao Wu, sit over here. There are noble people there. Don't get their clothes dirty."
The older one took the child to the opposite side. He smiled at the elder and Hanhan, with humility in his smile.
"Hanhan, why don't we change clothes! People always avoid us outside." The head of the house didn't feel very good.
"No, sir. Hey, hey, hey!" Zhu Wentian disagreed. After getting dressed, others didn't want to cause trouble. He didn't want to always have trouble with some gangsters.
"No change, no change, uncle, how old is the child?" the head of the village communicated with the other party.
"To my lord, at the age of eleven, Xiaowu calls him uncle and brother." The old man replied and then gave instructions to the child.
"Hello, uncle, hello, brother." The child shouted timidly.
"Okay, um! Eat, here." Zhu Wentian took out a few pieces of candy from his pocket and pushed them on the table.
"Ouch! My Xiao Wu doesn't want to eat, he won't eat." The old man tried to push back.
"Whatever my Hanhan gives us, don't give us face." Li Chang's face sank, and Xiao Wu even swallowed his saliva.
"Thank you soon!" the old man reminded the child again.
"Thank you uncle, thank you brother." Xiao Wu's eyes lit up.
"Here." Zhu Wentian took out a handful of fried watermelon seeds from another pocket and pushed them over. He took out a handful himself and placed them next to the director.
"Thank you, brother!" The child thanked him directly.
"Lao Xu, let Xiaowu take it with you. You're welcome. Mr. Hanhan, water." The fire watcher held two bowls of water.
Then he turned around and sent two bamboo tubes of boiling water in front of the grandfather and grandson.
"Thank you, Uncle Li." Xiaowu recognized him.
The old soldier sat opposite the chief, and stretched out his hand to grab melon seeds from his side: "Mr., these two are grandsons. There are many children in the family. There are four sons. There is no separation of families. Except for the fourth, the other three have married daughters-in-law. .
Xiaowu's father works in the mines, and his mother does laundry. There is no one to take care of the children, so Lao Xu takes care of them when he goes out.
We were selling duck eggs today, and it looked like they were all sold, which was good. We could go home early. Normally, we would have to sell them until the afternoon. "
As he said this, he threw two spiced watermelon seeds into his mouth and sucked them to taste.
The headman took out a handful of watermelon seeds from Hanhan's pocket and put them in front of the veteran, and said to the old man, "It's good to have more children and grandchildren!"
"Yes, yes, there is no war now, we are stable, Xiao Wu lets the ducks go, and we will raise more ducks in the spring."
The old man was very proud when he heard people say that he would have many children and grandchildren.
"Old Xu, this is the shopkeeper of the Painting Library. Xiao Wu wants to read a book, so tell the director." The old soldier introduced the director again.
"Hey! The mayor of Dongliang Village in the Ming Dynasty? I'm blind. I'm blind. I only know that he is a noble person." The old man's attitude changed again and he seemed less afraid.
"If you want to read, go in and read. The library doesn't tell you who can and cannot enter. Ah! Is Xiao Wu literate?"
The manager suddenly became embarrassed. He didn't know how to read. What was he going to see?
"Pi, Kui, look. Uh-huh!" Zhu Wentian reminded from the side.
Li Chang slapped his forehead: "There is a book, wait a minute."
With that said, he got up and entered the library, went up to the second floor, and came back twenty-something with an extra book in his hand.
"Xiao Wu, take a look, this is called Kuiben's four-character miscellaneous calligraphy. It was printed by the emperor last year. It has pictures and words. You can read the pictures and read them."
The head of the library told Xiao Wu that since the imperial court had printed it last year, there would be no shortage of it in the library.
The old man stopped his grandson: "Xiaowu, come here and wash your hands, don't get dirty."
He led the child to the nearby tub, where there was a place to wash hands, a bar of soap and a hand towel.
After washing and wiping it clean, Xiao Wu couldn't wait to open the book and look at the pictures on it. For him, the words were the pictures.
"Shoes, this word is pronounced... shoe, duck, read duck, goose, goose..."
Xiaowu forgot about being cold and didn't care about eating. He stared at the pictures in the book to identify them and then read the words.
"Xiaowu drinks water, takes the book back to read, and will go inside to register later." The head of the house was afraid that the child would be thirsty or cold.
"Ah! Thank you, uncle." Xiao Wu carefully closed the book and put it aside, then picked up the bamboo tube and blew and drank, keeping his eyes on the book.
"Li Chief, can people like us borrow books?" The old man looked into the Li Chief's eyes, wanting to get a definite answer.
"If only scholars can borrow it, and the scholars don't need this book for reading pictures and reading, who will it be given to?
Take it back and read it slowly, or go in and go to the back. There are... scholars who don't wear very good clothes. You can read it there and ask them questions if you can't guess the words. "
The director gave a very reasonable explanation and took advantage of the scholars.
"Don't dare to ask others, they are all knowledgeable." The old man smiled awkwardly.
The veteran finally swallowed the two watermelon seeds and said from the side: "Why can't you ask? The library gives them free books and food, but it's not okay for others to ask them their words?"
"This is the truth. The library teaches the people, and if their moral character is lacking, then they are not the people the library should teach.
Not to mention those who are not well-dressed, even if they are wearing silk and satin, they will ask if they are caught. I made a mistake just now. I looked at the people on the first floor who paid money to sit and read. If they ask, if they don’t tell me, they will refund their money and they will never be allowed in. library. "
The village chief recognized the words of the veterans, and all of them were waiting to take the imperial examination to become officials. Now if you don't tell the child if you ask him a question, how can you really become an official?
(End of chapter)
