From Chief to Ball

"That's good."

While speaking, Mr. Mu looked at a large pile of wooden boxes and some messy things that were carried behind Chen Jian, pointed to those wooden boxes and said, "What's inside?"

"Some artifacts to make my words more credible. Sir, I ask you again this time."

"Go ahead."

"I want to do a few experiments in front of some people, not just from our discipline, but also people from other disciplines. The more the better. So I have to ask you to come forward and help me gather some audiences."

"Yes. I just want to see what you are going to say. Are all the boxes behind you?"

"Ah."

Mr. Mu was already a little curious, he walked around the box, and said: "Then let someone carry it there first, and I will look for someone tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. I have to finish the work in the wheat field today, and those red tapes will be avoided." , I'm not that old, so I should do more practical things. Unlike you guys, I still have so much time to squander."

While talking, people from the agricultural department also came, and all kinds of harvesting tools were ready.

The appearance of the curved sickle has not changed much from the previous life, but now it is made of high-quality iron, and the cutting edge is good.

The two pieces of land add up to only three points, and one piece of land is one and a half points, which is very small.

More than a dozen people gathered around, trying their best to ensure that not a single grain of wheat fell to the ground. Large scales and various tools for threshing were also prepared.

Chen Jian subconsciously picked up a sickle, bent down to cut, and someone laughed and said, "Can you do it?"

Chen Jian nodded, and said in his heart that I planted the wheat little by little in the last life. Maybe this wheat seed is the descendant of the wild seed I picked back then. I was the first to polish this sickle. won't it?

There is a saying that you live to learn and learn, and the hardships of the previous life are not in vain. At least no matter what happens in the future, it will be impossible to separate the five grains and the four bodies.

Skillfully cut down a piece, the speed is much faster than others, and many people who watched it were amazed.

With more people and less land, the harvesting was completed soon, and the ears of wheat were picked up one by one, divided into two piles, and threshed and weighed.

Although we all know that this comparison is obvious, how much it can be higher still arouses everyone's curiosity.

Not only the people here, many people in the academy also came here after hearing the news, and they all know that food is the foundation of everything.

Dozens of people stared at the golden wheat after threshing, sniffing the smell of the special sun, and their emotions were surging.

The person who lifted the scale weighed carefully, making sure that it was neither high nor low, and read the readings carefully.The numbers were reported one by one, and these people in the school who were proficient in arithmetic had already silently calculated addition and subtraction in their hearts.

When the last small pile was weighed, everyone shouted in unison: "The yield per mu is about [-] catties!"

Many people were frightened by this figure. It's not that there has never been such a yield, but most of the land with such a yield is extremely fertile and fertilized with various fertilizers.But the output of most of the land is only around [-]-[-] jins, which is already too astonishing for an output of [-] jins per mu.

In particular, there is no manure and other fertilizers scattered on this land, only those strange crystals of various colors, which is beyond the imagination of many people.

Of course, this piece of land is intensively cultivated, fertilized and sprinkled with perfect care.But even if these are removed, on ordinary land, there will be a yield of about five or six hundred catties, which is already quite amazing.

Out of caution, Mr. Mu carefully calculated, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Okay! Okay! The road is right, as long as you follow this road, one day there will be no hungry people in the world. "

Chen Jian also didn't want to spoil his husband's interest.

Knowing that it will take at least 200 years for all these things to be popularized, he didn't say anything, but just responded: "Yes, maybe in ten years, Mr. will be able to see all this come true."

"Ten years? Hahahaha...I'm afraid I don't have ten years to live."

When the disciples heard this, they felt sad and hurriedly said something else.

But the husband didn't care, and said with a smile: "Who can live without dying? Think about it before you die, you have done a lot of right things, and that's enough."

He turned around, looked at Chen Jian and said with emotion: "Jian, to be honest, before I met you, I was not afraid of death at all. But when I met you, I was a little scared. I always feel that maybe many things are It's going to change, but I can't see it."

Chen Jian thought about the emotions along the way, and sighed: "Sir, you are famous in history. As long as the history is endless, the soul is immortal. As long as there are people in the world who hope that there will be no more famine in the world, that is your soul." Your eyes will naturally see the world for you."

Chapter 79 Obtaining knowledge through investigation ([-])

Mr. Mu was stunned for a moment, then asked leisurely: "You say, do people really have souls? If so, if the body is really made up of tiny particles, then what is the soul? If not, why do people have souls?" Can you think?"

All the disciples smiled wryly, but Mr. Mu's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and said, "I just remembered something. Well, I'll try to live for a few years, and wait for the best balance to be made. Before I die, you will take my Keep your mouth shut so I don't let my last breath out. Weigh it and see if it's getting lighter..."

This topic is not only heavy, but also reveals a little old humor and helplessness, which also makes this group of disciples feel awe, and finally found an excuse to bypass this topic.

Mr. Mu was not joking, and asked someone to bring a pen and paper to write down what he just said.

After finishing the work here, Chen Jian helped the husband into the room, served tea and sat down.

"You didn't come here to study in the academy, did you? At least I didn't see that you had such thoughts."

"Sir, I see clearly. I will go back after a few days in the capital. It's not that I'm young and frivolous and conceited. I really don't care about it."

"The heart is not here, why come?"

"Ask for fame. I planted trees to build a house in the future, but it doesn't mean that people can't enjoy the shade, but it's not my intention. Sir, you don't want to reprimand your disciples, do you?"

"I'm not that pedantic. Are those things you bring used for other purposes besides refuting those opinions?"

"Yes."

"Can I understand?"

"You can definitely understand."

Mr. Mu shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I'm old. Let me guess, the noise you're going to make this time will be bigger than last time. Because you were really nobody a year ago, so use some simple To make a reputation, and then rely on this reputation to make a bigger movement. I really dare not think that now that the movement is big enough, there will be a bigger movement than this."

"Actually, there are not too many things related to our subject, but if we look at the root cause, we will eventually connect together. Sir, you are right. I used your reputation to make a sound from the beginning. I hope that sir will not blame."

"What is there to blame? As you said, the person who planted the tree did not intend to enjoy the shade, but it does not mean that what he did was wrong."

After thinking for a while, the husband asked Chen Jian one last question.

"Jian, you made it out of seeking fame, and then why?"

"Sir, I said that I am your disciple, but I actually wish that people in the world would no longer be hungry. Do you believe me?"

Mr. Mu laughed loudly, his voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't mean to mock at all.

"Believe it, why don't you believe it? On the contrary, you asked this question, which made me feel a little sad. Now that I have said these words, I have to ask people whether I believe it or not. It is sad and lamentable. After all, in the old age, To receive such a disciple is considered complete in my heart."

The husband stood up, and Chen Jian hurriedly got up to support him. The two walked to the door silently, looked at the sunshine outside, and smelled the smell of the spring breeze.

"Jian, are you twenty this year?"

"Yes."

"Twenty men, the title is the first name. Since I am Mr., I have to give you a name. But I don't want to."

Chen Jian felt a little strange and asked, "But what did I do wrong?"