Wu Ming didn't know whether his ancestors had accumulated good deeds, but he knew that he must have accumulated good deeds.
Isn't it because of his temporary kindness when he was in prison that he was able to obtain those pages of medical books?
As for the burned content about governing people, it seems now that it was God's will. If he really got an official position, he would have to reward his mother-in-law well if he could go back.
Today, Wu Ming specially wore a brand-new clothes, holding the tool box that Feng Yong had made for him, and was standing in front of the pig pen waiting.
After hearing Feng Yong's question, he quickly bowed and replied, "Back to Feng Langjun, except for the two dead ones, I have seen all the remaining villains one by one. The wounds are all growing well and have not worsened."
"That's good."
Feng Yong nodded with satisfaction. He castrated more than thirty animals in a row, and only two died. This technique was already very impressive. Even in later generations, there will be times when we fail, so we can’t force too much.
He looked at the few boys and girls standing behind Wu Ming. Some were Chinese and some were bearded. They were all between thirteen and fourteen years old. They were all children selected from families that had not been naturalized.
"If you follow Master Wu, you must learn it hard. This is a good craft. Master Wu is willing to teach you. That is your blessing. If you learn it carefully, it will be of great use in the future."
Feng Yong looked at the boys who were only three or four years younger than him, but his tone was as serious as an elder, "This is your best chance. If you really learn well, you will not only be able to naturalize your family, but you will also be able to go to school and learn to read." There is nothing better than studying for a year."
The speaker pretends to be mature, but the obedient person takes it for granted.
After hearing this, the young man's face was filled with excitement, and his eyes looking at Feng Yong were filled with admiration.
There is no way, even in later generations, this age is the age where people like to chase stars the most.
What's more, Feng Tibi's aura enveloped the entire textile workshop.
The textile workshop is the most sacred place in the eyes of all adults and children in Nanxiang County, and everyone is proud to attend the school.
They are already a bit too old. Logically speaking, if they are over fourteen years old, they basically lose the qualifications to join the church. The labor force is too short. Fifteen years old is already considered a Dingkou. In many places, thirteen years old is already a Dingkou. A complete labor.
Even they themselves know that by the time they reach the age of fifteen, they are already considered the breadwinner of the family - the breadwinner means that they have to find ways to support the family.
But it would be different if the Lord allowed them to enter the school. Not only food and food are included in the school, but also the clothes they wear are included. Even if they only stay there for a year, they will be superior to others when they come out.
After Feng Yong finished speaking, he looked at Wu Ming again, "Master Wu, how have these children learned these days? Didn't they cause you any trouble?"
Wu Ming waved his hands repeatedly, with fear on his face, "You can't be called a master Feng Langjun. These children will be regarded as the seeds of learning in the future. To be able to teach them such a little thing, this little man really has accumulated virtues from his ancestors... …”
I'm afraid that my craftsmanship can't even be considered as a lowly job, right? Feng Langjun thought that he was lucky.
"Don't say such things. I have said before that here, there are not as many rules as outside. From now on, all craftsmen with skills like you will be called masters. This will show how powerful your craftsmanship is."
Feng Yong's face was stern, "I don't care what's going on outside, but I have the final say in this textile workshop, and outsiders can't control it here."
As he spoke, he glanced at Fan A and his disciples who came to watch the fun, and his tone became even more serious.
"I will put my words here today. If you can really do this skill well, you can castrate these dolphins like capons, and then educate these children well. The official imperial edict in my hand, There must be a share for you.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming knelt down neatly with his legs, and his voice was a little choked, "Please rest assured, my lord, I have to do this even if I try my best."
Okay, just change your name to Lord.
When Feng Yong's words were heard by the people in Fan A, they caused a commotion on the spot.
Someone looked at Jiang Wan next to Feng Yong, but saw that his face was not unhappy at all. Instead, he was watching everything in front of him with interest.
You Sima, the captain of Diannong School in Yizhou, has been decided, and it is Li Yi.
As long as he returns to Jincheng to report to His Majesty and the Prime Minister, this appointment will be effective.
With Li Yi's identity as the Right Sima, Wu Ming's status cannot be the same as Li Yi's, so he cannot be the Left Sima. The rest are the four Cao Cao, front, rear, left and right.
However, the four positions under Yizhou Diannong Xiaowei were just improvised by the prime minister. To put it bluntly, these four positions were for Feng Mingwen.
Feng Mingwen, the Yizhou Diannong captain, had no power. What else could the fourth cao under his name do besides help Feng Mingwen?
In other words, these four Cao Cao not only have to do things, but also have no authority at hand. At most, they are given a background.
This is to take the opportunity to give people around Feng Yong a status and win their hearts, which can be regarded as a small favor and small profit.
After all, it stands to reason that Feng Yong's contribution is already considerable, and he deserves a reward.
But he is not very old, and the reward is too high all at once, and he is suspected of being killed. Giving him some other rights appropriately can be regarded as a kind of compensation for the reward.
That's why Jiang Wan didn't care who Feng Yong gave the position of the four Cao.
Unexpectedly, the country turtle did not follow common sense and gave Wu Ming such a spot so easily. Jiang Wan was really surprised and very interested.
This Feng Mingwen is called Feng Mianzi, and it's not without reason.
The textile workshop is a self-contained entity, and there is no distinction between good and inferior status, only the best and the best.
But his situation that goes against common sense makes people speechless - the textile workshop is now the only one owned by the big man, and it was created by him. Before it appeared, no one could do it. Know what it should look like.
But it is too important to the big man, and it involves too many interests in all aspects.
Everything in the textile workshop, except Feng Mingwen, will be whatever Feng Mingwen says until someone else can figure out the way inside.
What he said were the rules.
Jiang Wan had been in Nanxiang for so long, and the questions he asked Feng Yong were all about things he couldn't understand, but he didn't comment on things in the textile workshop, whether he thought they were right or wrong.
All he had to do was to see everything here in as much detail as possible, and then report back to the Prime Minister after returning to Jincheng.
The rest is up to the Prime Minister’s discretion.
Therefore, although what Feng Yong just said was a bit excessive, Jiang Wan just pretended not to hear it.
Fan A was surprised to see Jiang Wan just standing aside and watching without saying anything. Although he had expected it, he was still surprised.
Not speaking means that he agrees with what Feng Langjun said and did, or at least does not object.
So, is this Wu Ming really going to make a comeback?
Fan A remembered that Feng Yong was so enthusiastic towards him when he first came here. He even proposed to select some talented children from the school and let him take them to collect medicines and identify them. He actually refused on the spot. …
Doesn't it mean that he also rejected a great opportunity?
Even if he is old, as long as he agrees to Feng Langjun's request and then shamelessly introduces his most talented descendant, will Feng Langjun refuse?
Fan A looked at the disciples around him who were looking at Wu Ming with fiery eyes, and felt a twinge in his heart.
I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm timid, I was frightened by that thief...
Feng Mingwen asked Angel to see everything inside and out of Nanxiang these days, which shows that he is calm in his heart. In other words, what he thought at the beginning may have been wrong.
"Okay, don't look like this. Are you sure you're going to castrate the dolphin today?"
Feng Yong personally pulled Wu Ming up and asked.
Wu Ming was still swaying, and his eye circles were a little red. He probably hadn't calmed down yet. After hearing Feng Yong's words, he smiled sheepishly.
"Back to Feng Lang...back to the master, I don't dare to hide this from the master. When I was in Nanzhong, I also practiced with the Orion on a few mountain porpoise cubs. However, it was only those few voluptuous porpoise cubs later. Only one survived.”
"Although the master's book makes it clear, I can't guarantee it. I'm just afraid..."
Speaking of this, Wu Ming hesitated.
"What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid."
When Feng Yong saw that Wu Ming was a bit flinching, he quickly cheered him up and pointed at the pig pen, "I have already planned to train all the dolphins here. What are you afraid of if you die a few? Just ten. I’m not afraid of a few or dozens of them.”
After saying that, he looked at Jiang Wan again and said, "If you don't believe me, just be careful. This is an angel sent by the imperial court. I said the same thing during breakfast today. If you don't believe me, just ask."
Anyway, Jiang Wan, an old man, hangs around the textile workshop every day, eating and living for free. At this time, using his identity as a tiger skin can be regarded as a use value.
Besides, he was even interested in retting manure, so what was the point of giving a certificate to the castrated pig?
Feng Yong was not afraid that he would feel he had lost face.
Jiang Wan was polite in front of Feng Yong at first, but over time, he finally saw the true nature of the country bumpkin and was never polite in front of him.
At this time, he gave him face, and immediately smiled and nodded, looking like an elder, "Yes, Colonel Feng did say this. Master Wu, you can do it boldly. Even if the dolphin dies, take it directly to the canteen." Just make meat and treat it as a reward for everyone."
This old man, it was me who said the last words, he stole my line!
Hearing the angels call him master, doesn't this mean that the court recognizes the master?
Wu Ming's eye circles began to turn red again. He even wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand while others were not paying attention, and loudly assured Feng Yong with his face flushed.
The basic meaning is that he has been with the pig gang for his whole life, and he will definitely do the job well and will not let down the master's expectations.
"Okay, okay. Work quickly, work quickly."
Feng Yong heard this and quickly urged.
As a castrated pig, even if you don't want to mess with pigs, when you attack those piglets, see how the sows mess with you!
Jiang Wan looked strange on the side, and he didn't know whether he was suppressing a laugh or felt that this matter was too ridiculous.
Wu Ming listened, nodded quickly in agreement, turned around and called the boys behind him to start getting ready.
It could be seen that Wu Ming was prepared for today's events.
Not to mention tools, ropes, hot water and other things are all ready.
"I seem to have put some pepper in this hot water. Why is that?"
Wu Ming led the people into the pig pen first. Jiang Wan looked at the boy who was following behind, holding a basin of hot water with something soaking in it. He looked carefully and realized it was Li Jiao.
Lijiao is also called Zanthoxylum bungeanum.
"Disinfect it."
Feng Yong said casually.
Jiang Wan didn't expect Feng Yong to know, but he didn't expect to receive an answer. She couldn't help but look at him strangely, "You also know this? Also, what does disinfection mean?"
"I'm just guessing." Feng Yong coughed dryly without changing his expression, "Disinfection is what my master calls it, and it means preventing wounds from suppurating."
"Then Hua Tuo's medical skills are famous all over the world. I put pepper in the water and boiled it. I think there must be a reason. How can I make random guesses?"
Jiang Wan glanced at Feng Yong with some contempt, lifted up his robe, and followed him into the pig pen.
It seems that not only does he not let go of the manure retting, but he even looks at the castrated pigs clearly.
What’s the point of a castrated pig?
When I was a kid, I watched a lot after school. Not far from the school, there was a spontaneous market in the countryside. On the last day of the lunar calendar, villagers from all around would come here to trade with their own things.
This is commonly known as going to the market.
In the corner of the market, there is an abandoned cattle pen. Every market day, a castration and capon maker will appear.
Feng Yong also squatted there curiously and looked at it.
The castration man had extremely nimble hands and an extremely sharp knife.
First, fix the little piglet, then disinfect it, and finally cut it with a knife...
Amidst the shrill and piercing cry of the little piglet, the two little balls fell into the hand.
If it is a capon, another set of more complicated tools is used. One tool has a thin silver wire on it.
First, I used a knife to make an incision on the side of the rooster's ribs, and then opened the wound. I don't know how. Anyway, I just watched the tool being put in from the wound, and the thin silver wire on it was pulled a few times, and then Just take out the small egg...
At that time, I still thought about where the cut little eggs would end up. Later, a friend actually asked, and the old man didn't know whether he was teasing us or answered seriously: "Take it home and fry it..."
I was ignorant when I was a child, but when I grow up, I think about it. I was able to watch this scene without changing my expression and even with interest. I feel really great!
Anyway, when I grow up and think about that scene, I always feel a cool feeling down there.
Feng Yong had no interest in following in, let alone hearing the shrill and desperate cry of the little piglet, so he walked out immediately.
It is human nature to watch what is new and lively. With Jiang Wan taking the lead, the people inside could watch Wu Ming's performance with peace of mind.
Just thinking about what that new set of clothes would look like in the end, Feng Yongyong couldn't help but smile.
But think about it, Wu Ming specially wore new clothes, wasn't it just for the moment of making a face today?
It doesn't matter if you don't have experience. You will gain experience if you do it more. Feng Tubie is not going to mention anything. The experience he has summed up is the most profound.
Besides, he didn't understand this at first. If he talked too much, it would tie Wu Ming's hands and feet.
On this point, Feng Yong's attitude towards Wu Ming is somewhat consistent with Jiang Wan's attitude towards the textile workshop.
"Feng Langjun is here alone, what are you thinking about?"
Feng Yong was standing outside alone when he suddenly heard a voice behind him asking.
It turned out that Fan A noticed Feng Yong walking out alone, and immediately followed him out quietly.
