In the small shack, Shu Guan was sitting on a wooden bed wide enough for one person, with his legs bent and a wooden board on his thigh. On the wooden board was a piece of yellowed white paper, holding a pencil in his hand. The dim kerosene lamp next to her emitted yellow light, and a few big words were written seriously on the white paper: How to feed 700 ancient people.
Shu Guan wrote very seriously, just like his attitude towards this matter, but his handwriting was crooked.
In this life, although the old lame man taught him to read calligraphy when he was a child, because Shuguan had already known those characters for a long time, he never studied them seriously, let alone practiced calligraphy.
Of course, his handwriting in his previous life was not very good. In his time, everything was electronic, and no normal person could write with a pen!
He was quite talented as a Taoist priest. Looking at the ghostly handwriting on the paper, Shu Guan muttered.
Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether the handwriting looks good or not. Thinking clearly about what to do next is the most important thing.
Shu Guan recalled what Taoist Chen said in the afternoon:
"The living needs of your family members in the next few months will be borne by Guan Nei."
Shuguan was naturally very grateful for this matter, but this sentence also revealed another meaning, that is, Taiyiguan would not support these people in Taoyuan Village forever.
Moreover, when Daochang Chen gave him one hundred silver dollars, Senior Brother Mu's words "accept it for the time being" are also worth pondering.
Of course, Shu Guan never wanted others to keep raising these people in Taoyuan Village.
If someone can support you for a while, can they support you for a lifetime?
But it is not an easy task for villagers like Taoyuan Village, who barely know a word of Chinese characters and have always lived in that isolated valley with no contact with the outside world, to support themselves in a place like Jingcheng.
At this moment, Shu Guan suddenly regretted why he had not been greedy and dug out a few night-light pearls in the underground palace.
In a mood of self-pity, Shu Guan picked up his pen and continued to write under that line of title:
"Do hard work."
This was what he thought as he looked at the docks in the afternoon.
The people in Taoyuan Village are illiterate and have never seen the world, so they can only buy strength at the beginning. There are about two hundred young and middle-aged people in the village. Let them go to the pier to carry bags first. They should be able to Feeding other people for now.
However, this is only a temporary measure. If you keep working hard on the dock, you may live at the bottom of society for the rest of your life and never make it out.
Then, Shu Guan wrote a second line of words on the paper.
"Learn to read and read."
It is still necessary to teach Taoyuan people to read, and then let them slowly learn other livelihood skills.
Especially the children in the village must be allowed to go to school, and this must be done as soon as possible. If it is delayed for a few years, many children will be past the age of entering school.
However, it would definitely cost a lot of money to support so many children in education. It would definitely not be possible to earn tuition fees just by working hard and supporting other people in the village.
Shu Guan's eyes flashed.
It seems that this matter can only be figured out by oneself.
I will soon become a true practitioner and will have power far beyond that of ordinary people, so it shouldn't be difficult to obtain a certain amount of wealth in this world...
At this time, Shu Guan suddenly thought of something, that is, neither Li Zhixia nor Mu Yao looked like rich people.
Of course, you can say that it is because people like Li Zhixia and Mu Yao are indifferent to fame and fortune and have no intention of pursuing worldly wealth, but Shu Guan also firmly believes that it is impossible for all practitioners to be such noble-minded people.
So are the other practitioners, like the Taoist priests in Shanjing Guanzhong, invisible to the outside world and not visible to others?
Shu Guan felt that this should be the case, otherwise the world would have been in chaos long ago, and it seemed that the warlord lady didn't even know that practitioners like Li Zhixia existed.
It would be interesting if that were the case.
This shows that there is still some kind of power in this world that restrains these powerful practitioners, preventing them from doing whatever they want.
But what is that kind of power?
Maybe after three days, when he goes to see his master, maybe he will tell him.
Then Shu Guan's eyes fell on the white paper in front of him again, wondering if there were any other ways to make the Taoyuan villagers live a better life. At this moment, the curtain of the shack was opened, but it was Zhang Yadan came in carrying a bowl.
"Brother Mazi, Brother Dahu and the others just went to the river and fished out a few fish. I made a pot of fish soup. You can have a bowl too."
Shu Guan's heart moved. As the saying goes, you can eat mountains if you rely on the mountains, and you can eat water if you rely on water. Although these people in Taoyuan Village are illiterate and have little knowledge, they are all good hunters and fishers. Now they live by the river, which can solve part of the food supply in the early stage. Source question.
"Brother Mazi, what are you thinking about? Drink it while it's hot."
Seeing Shu Guan staying there in a state of concentration without saying anything, Zhang Yadan handed over the bowl.
Only then did Shu Guan come to his senses and took the bowl of fish soup from Zhang Yadan. Then he discovered that what Zhang Yadan was wearing today was no longer the loose coat in the village, but the one in the outside world. Women's clothing.
It was already early May, and the weather was getting hotter. Zhang Yadan wore a half-sleeved thin shirt, revealing a section of her white, tender and delicate arms. The thin shirt clung to her body, making Zhang Yadan's exquisite figure extremely embossed. The figure is perfectly displayed.
Shu Guan remembered that in the evening, Taoist priest Chen from Taiyiguan sent a batch of clothes. It seemed that Zhang Yadan had already changed into them first.
But for girls, it is natural to love beauty.
After taking a look, Shu looked away and focused on the fish soup in the bowl.
There were a few emerald green onions floating on the milky white fish soup, exuding a strong fragrance. I had been sleeping in the open air for a month, but I hadn't had a good meal.
Shuguan drank the fish soup in a few sips.
"Brother Mazi, does it taste good? But it's definitely not as good as your craftsmanship."
"tastes good."
Shu Guan smiled and handed the bowl back to Zhang Yadan, but did not raise his eyes and instead stared at the white paper on his lap.
"Hey, Brother Mazi, what are you writing?"
Zhang Yadan came closer to Shuguan without realizing it, and a wisp of the girl's unique fragrance passed into Shuguan's nose.
"Brother Mazi, you seem to have written these words wrong."
Looking at the white paper on Shuguan's lap, Zhang Yadan exclaimed softly.
Only then did Shu Guan realize that he had unconsciously used the simplified Chinese characters from his previous life.
"I'm doing mind mapping."
Shu Guan said casually.
“What is a mind map?”
"Well, this is difficult to explain. I'll teach you when the time comes."
But it’s really time to teach Zhang Yadan something. In the original Taoyuan Village, Zhang Yadan was one of the few people who could both read and think. Now outside, maybe Zhang Yadan is the fastest to truly integrate. People from outside society.
"Yadan, you go to bed early, I will take you shopping tomorrow."
"Shopping? What is shopping?"
Zhang Yadan asked curiously again.
Shu Guan sighed. This was another question that was difficult to explain, especially for a girl who had never left Taoyuan Village.
Even for someone as smart as Zhang Yadan, it will be a long process for her to truly understand the outside world.
"You'll find out when you go tomorrow."
In the end, Shu Guan could only prevaricate.
After Zhang Yadan left, Shu Guan originally wanted to finish this mind map, but found that he could no longer calm down.
From time to time, Zhang Yadan's beautiful body that he saw just flashed through his mind.
Alas...this is a physiological problem after all.
However, in my current body, is my impulse towards that aspect too strong?
Shu Guan absentmindedly threw the white paper with more words in the title than the content on the bedside and lay down.
If grandpa hadn't died, maybe he and Yadan would be husband and wife now.
When I was a teenager, I wanted to marry Zhang Yadan as my wife.
But those were his thoughts when he was in Taoyuan Village, but Shu Guan himself also knew rationally that if he really liked Zhang Yadan, he couldn't seem to say.
It was just a tacky ideal that he wanted to marry the most beautiful girl as his wife in the closed environment of Taoyuan Village.
Now in the outside world, many things will change.
Including the feelings and relationships between people.
Shu Guan is even sure that in a few years, when the villagers of Taoyuan Village truly integrate into the outside world, it will be difficult to maintain the current scene of unity and like a big family.
Everyone will have their own ideas and pursuits, and then some people will leave here and no longer even consider themselves a member of Taoyuan Village.
People's hearts and the world are always so realistic and a bit cold.
Shuguan didn't finish the mind map, but while lying on the bed, his thoughts became extremely divergent, thinking endlessly, and then fell asleep unknowingly.
