I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

"Master Fang, don't take offense, Song Manzi always speaks like this, you think you are asking us about fish farming in our rice fields?"

Wang Changgui glared at Song Mangyzi viciously, he had already scolded Song Mangyzi eight hundred times in his heart.

It's okay to be muddled at ordinary times, but now he dares to talk nonsense in front of the county magistrate.

Song Laizi blinked innocently. He couldn't figure out why the old village head glared at him. Did he become handsome?

"This rice field can also raise fish?"

Fang Chengwen suddenly became interested.

He has seen fish raised in ponds, but he has never seen fish raised in rice fields.

"Yes, my lord, it's thanks to the village chief for talking about the fish farming in the rice fields!" Wang Changgui cupped his hands.

"It turned out to be sir!" Fang Chengwen said respectfully: "Only a sir can come up with a good recipe for raising fish in rice fields!"

Bu Fan slowly shook his head.

How could he not know that Fang Chengwen was complimenting him.

However, he also understood Wang Changgui's intention to show his face in front of Fang Chengwen.

After all, Fang Chengwen is also a local magistrate, and being valued by the magistrate will be of great help to scholars.

But he doesn't need it.

"Master Fang, you have misunderstood. The fish farming in the rice fields is not due to me, but someone else!"

Bu Fan didn't hide anything, and told the whole process of raising fish in the rice field.

"So it's that girl!" Fang Chengwen suddenly realized.

"My lord, do you know Mingzhu?" Bu Fan said with a smile.

"Natural recognition!"

Fang Chengwen smiled modestly.

Speaking of Zhou Mingzhu, he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

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Later, many wives and ladies in the county cooperated to make a chicken fight, and his wife also participated in it.

Now, the business of Na Ken Da Chicken in the county is booming.

"However, without your support, sir, this rice field fish farming may not be successful!" Fang Chengwen complimented.

Bu Fan shrugged, noncommittal.

A good recipe never lacks supporters.

……

"Sir, Wansheng has a merciless request!"

Looking at the buckets of fish on the shore, Fang Chengwen grabbed one, which was fat and heavy, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

"Is it a rice field to raise fish?"

Bu Fan had already seen Fang Chengwen's thoughts.

"That's right, sir. Fish farming in rice fields is a good recipe. Once it becomes popular all over the world, millions of people will benefit from it." Fang Chengwen clasped his hands.

"This paddy field fish farming is Mingzhu's idea. If you want to popularize this paddy field fish farming, you should ask her opinion." Bu Fan shook his head.

"Lansheng understands!" Fang Chengwen bowed his hands.

Wang Changgui and the others sighed in their hearts. They obviously had such a good opportunity to claim credit in front of the magistrate, but they gave such a good opportunity to Mingzhu.

Although it is Mingzhu's idea to raise fish in rice fields, one must know that fish farming in rice fields is a great achievement even if it is popularized in the county.

Even if I don't say it's my own credit, there's no reason to extrapolate it.

Replace them.

to be frank.

They really couldn't be so impartial and selfless as Bu Fan.

But in Fang Chengwen's view, Bu Fan's actions are worthy of the great Confucianism of the time.

……

after that.

Bu Fan led Fang Chengwen to visit the private school, followed by Wang Changgui and a group of patriarchs.

Fang Chengwen was very curious about the teaching methods of the private school, the Go room, the Yaoqin room, the painting room, and the library.

During the usual holidays, there would be many people in both the Go room and the library.

But today, everyone went home to help catch fish.

"No wonder Mr. can teach so many excellent disciples, Wansheng admires him!"

Looking at the rows of neat shelves with books on them, Fang Chengwen cupped his hands.

"You're welcome!!" Bu Fan smiled lightly.

Afterwards, Bu Fan invited Fang Chengwen to come to his house as a guest.

Naturally, Fang Chengwen would not give up the opportunity to talk to a hermit Confucian, so he readily accepted it.

But Wang Changgui and a group of patriarchs knew that Fang Chengwen's purpose of coming was for Bu Fan, so they left with winking eyes.

……

Fang Chengwen stayed in the village for almost two hours before leaving.

During these two hours, Fang Chengwen benefited a lot. Before leaving, he gave Bu Fan a teacher-student gift.

The carriage drove slowly out of the village.

Fang Chengwen closed his eyes and meditated.

The feelings from the conversation with Bu Fan echoed in his mind.

I always feel that I am grasping something faintly, but something is missing.

It was as if there was an invisible barrier in front of him.

In the end, Fang Chengwen could not help but sigh.

He knew exactly what the feeling just now meant.

"By the way, Zhang Long, didn't you say you wanted to compete with that Song Laizi? What's the result?"

Fang Chengwen remembered that Zhang Long said that he would compete with Song Laizi in martial arts, and he didn't know the result.

"I lost!" Zhang Long said in silence for a moment.

"It seems that Song Laizi's martial arts is really good?" Fang Chengwen was a little surprised.

"It's more than amazing, my lord, you don't know, that Song Laizi is far stronger than me, and I can only barely support three moves in his hands!" Zhang Long held the rein tightly and said with a wry smile.

Three tricks?

Fang Chengwen was completely shocked.

Zhang Long's strength, he is clear, even among warriors, he is a master, but such a master was defeated?

"Have you ever asked him where he studied under?"

Fang Chengwen was a little moved and wanted to recruit Song Laizi to work in the yamen.

"I asked, he said that Mr. Bu taught him his martial arts!" Zhang Long replied honestly.

"That gentleman?" Fang Chengwen was surprised.

"That's right, I heard from Song Laizi that Mr. Bu's martial arts skills are extremely high. Even with his strength, he can't even touch the hem of that gentleman's clothes!"

Zhang Long could no longer imagine how strong that Mr. Bu's martial arts were.

In the carriage, Fang Chengwen was silent.

That gentleman is not only a hermit and great Confucianist, but also a master of martial arts? !

……

at the same time.

under the peach tree.

Bu Fan held the book and leaned leisurely on the bamboo chair, looking at Song Laizi, who was eating fruit with his legs crossed, "What did you and Zhao Long do just now?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Zhao Long wanted to learn martial arts with me, so I fought with him outside!" Song Laizi said indifferently.

"Then who won?" Bu Fan became a little interested.

"Hee hee, it's me! That dragon dish is so good, I beat him down after two or three hits." Song Laizi said, "I'm still addicted to vegetables, and I beat him down several times."

"Oh, Invincible is so lonely!" Song Laizi couldn't help sighing.

Bu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

He didn't need to ask to know who Song Laizi learned these words from.

However, he was not surprised by Song Laizi's strength.

Song Laizi is still very talented in martial arts.

Moreover, I often come to him to ask for some tonics for strengthening the body. I am afraid that his strength is at the level of a first-class master, and ordinary people are no match for Song Laizi.

"Well, if you feel lonely, you can practice with me!" Bu Fan glanced at Song Laizi.

"Village Chief, you guys should spare me. I'm just itching to compete with you. I'm looking for abuse!" Song Laizi shuddered and shook his head.

Bu Fan shook his head with a smile, ignored Song Laizi, and opened his friend's news.

【Your friend Song Xiaochun wields a sword...】

After reading half of it, go straight to the next one.

【Your friend Han Gang is practicing in seclusion】

It seems that as long as Han Gang doesn't wander around, he is quite safe.

[Your friend Dani successfully transformed into a mortal]

Huafan?

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