Feng Yong had no experience in raising maggots, and he didn't even understand the complete process. He could only do experiments based on the fragments he knew in his previous life and his own inferences.
Raising earthworms is much simpler for Feng Yong. Earthworms like fertile land, or they can turn less fertile land into fertile land, which is a good thing.
People in the Three Kingdoms already had a vague concept of land fertility. They already had the practice of rotating cultivation to rest the land and restore its fertility. They even had the practice of digging weeds into the ground to make fertilizer. However, the most direct way to restore land fertility is to spread farmyard manure on the land, but no one has thought of this yet.
For example, in the Feng family's village, people defecate everywhere, and there are cow dung everywhere on the road. There has never been a concept of centralized treatment. This made Feng Yong feel disgusting at first, and now he feels it is wasteful.
Cow dung, leaves or straw are hoeed into pieces, then mixed with soil in a certain proportion and fermented. It is the best thing for raising earthworms and is also a good thing for fertilizing the land. From now on, we must instruct the housekeeper to pay attention to the farmyard manure. Feng Yong thought while writing down the idea of raising maggots and earthworms on the bamboo slips.
He looked up at Yaomei who was standing aside waiting to serve, and saw her big black eyes full of admiration. She even breathed much lighter than usual, for fear of disturbing Feng Yong who was writing.
"Can you read?"
Shake his head.
"Want to learn how to read?"
He hesitated and shook his head.
"Do you know what this is called?" Feng Yong shook the pen in his hand.
"Pen."
The voice is very soft.
"What about this?"
Shake the bamboo slip again.
"Bamboo pieces?"
Clearly questionable.
"This is called bamboo slips. What is this called?"
"Paper. I have one at home. Aweng brought it back."
I go! It seems that Chou Er's statement about taking that piece of paper back as an offering was not nonsense.
Feng Yong thought to himself, and at the same time shook the pen in his hand, and asked again, "What is this called?"
"Pen."
"what about this?"
"Bamboo slips."
"what about this?"
"Paper."
"Do you want to learn how to read?"
Nodding, then suddenly thought of something, she shook her head again in a panic. Seeing Feng Yong's meaningful smile again, Yaomei quickly lowered her head and said in a voice as loud as a mosquito, "My maid dare not..."
"Go to Uncle Zhao and ask for a sandbox and branches. Just say it was my order."
Reading and literacy have been the privilege of nobles since ancient times. Later, it gradually became popular among some ordinary landowners. As for ordinary people, reading and literacy have never been included in the scope.
The so-called children from poor families mentioned in later generations at least carry the name "family". Wealthy families are also members of the family, and they at least have the qualifications to study. As for ordinary people, they are called Qianshou, and they have never been regarded as complete people, at least not until the Three Kingdoms.
Not having the qualifications to study and not having the capital to study is one thing. On the other hand, teaching Mongolian children to read was a big problem in ancient times. The only way is to let the child recite it repeatedly. Only when the child has mastered enough words can the rhyme be corrected. Finally, the "opening" is started, and the "opening" is to talk about the meaning of the article.
This method is extremely inefficient. It not only requires a lot of resources, but also requires a lot of time and energy. It is impossible for ordinary people to afford it.
Even for many families who have the means to study, when their children reach the age of ten, the most important thing is not literacy, but learning a life skill.
Whether it is the humblest business, a craft, or managing a farm, you can only learn a life skill so that when you get married at the age of fourteen or fifteen, you will have the skill to support yourself, your wife and children.
Therefore, in this era, literacy and reading are discussed separately. Children from wealthy families may be able to write a certain number of words, may recognize most of the words, and may even be able to write a letter home that is understandable, but when it comes to writing an article, most children People may not be able to do it. This is literacy, but they are already considered scholars.
And those who are truly qualified and capable of taking a further step are not always able to reach the point where they can continue studying. Because some are not smart enough or have no talent for reading, they will be eliminated again.
The rest are the most elite type of people. So, this is why the ancients regarded reading as a sacred thing. Those who can read their own opinions through reading are indeed considered the smartest people. As for writing biographies and writing books, they are already famous for generations.
Before and after the founding of New China, the illiteracy rate was more than 80%. By 2000, it was only less than 7%. Among them, night school literacy played an important role. When Feng Yongqian was in elementary school, the classroom closest to the school gate still had a sign for night school literacy.
There is one factor that cannot be ignored in the success of literacy, and that is Hanyu Pinyin. This thing that was originally used to eliminate Chinese characters ended up becoming a major contributor to the popularization of Chinese. It cannot but be said to be a great irony.
But it has to be admitted that Chinese Pinyin is a great improvement over the previous Chinese characters that could only be notated using straight or reverse characters. And Feng Yong, now holds this big killer weapon. Although the pronunciation in ancient and modern times is not exactly the same, the usage of pinyin is the same.
Teaching Yaomei to read was just a sudden idea and a temporary interest. Feng Yong wanted to know whether using the Chinese Pinyin method to teach people to read and read would be faster than the methods of this era. As for Yaomei, can she learn it herself? How much depends on her own talent.
Knowing that Feng Yong wanted the sand table to teach Yaomei how to read, the housekeeper's eyes changed when he looked at Yaomei. He didn't know what this reminded him of, but he nodded and praised: "This Yaomei looks really good." We are so lucky to be able to be looked upon differently by the Lord. If there are really many literate people in the house, others will think highly of us. From then on, the Feng Mansion has become a heirloom of farming and reading, and it is not in vain that the Lord has devoted his life to gain it. everything."
Feng Yong couldn't answer this, but he couldn't directly deny what the housekeeper said, so he could only nod his head, "Uncle Zhao is here just in time. There is another thing about raising chickens that Uncle Zhao needs to worry about."
At that moment, they talked about the accumulation of cow dung, and specifically said that from now on, both humans and animals would be dealt with in this way.
After hearing this, Butler Zhao looked at Feng Yong with a very strange look. If it weren't for the cover-up of the saying "Zhu Ji Weng Zhi Shu", he would have thought that Feng Yong was insane again.
If Jincheng exists as the only center of Shu Han, then there are two centers within Jincheng City. One is the nominal center, the imperial palace. One is the actual center, the Prime Minister's Mansion.
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Zhuge Liang knelt down in front of the desk, meticulously reviewing the documents in his hand. The forty-two-year-old man has a thin and handsome face, and a calm and confident demeanor. After scanning the bamboo slips on the case with his sharp eyes, he directly wrote down his opinions with his right hand, then rolled them up and put them away. Go to one side and pick up the bamboo slip on the other side... He glances ten lines at a time, his hand does not stop, and there is almost no hesitation.
Ma Di hurriedly came in holding a scroll of letters, looking a little worried, and said hurriedly to Zhuge Liang sitting on the seat: "Prime Minister, urgent report from Nanzhong!"
Zhuge Liang said "hmm" and pointed to the side. He lowered his head to review the bamboo slips and said, "Put it here. I will read it after I finish reviewing the document."
"Prime Minister, you should read the urgent report from Nanzhong first?" Although Ma Di put the bamboo slips away as instructed, he persuaded him, "Nanzhong has rebelled!"
"Nanzhong has been dissatisfied for a long time, and Soochow has newly acquired the land of Jingzhou, so it is bound to have a desire to spy on Shu. Now that the late emperor has passed away, and the master is young, if Soochow colludes with Nanzhong, Nanzhong will rebel. What's so strange about it? ?" Zhuge Liang said, putting the approved bamboo slips aside without stopping, then raised his head and said calmly.
Ma Su was startled. These words seemed familiar. Did someone seem to have said similar words a few days ago?
"But Prime Minister, if the rebellion in the south is related to Soochow, then Soochow will definitely take action. Cao Wei is powerful in the north, so he will seize the opportunity to invade. Sichuan is surrounded by enemies on three sides. What should we do then?"
After hearing this, Zhuge Liang's movements stopped and he sighed softly, "Yes, since the death of the late emperor, I have been thinking about what to do if I was attacked on three sides."
