Traveling through the barren years, I have a system and am not afraid of anything

After entering the city, the Tian family was in a bad mood when they were yelled at.

It doesn't matter to them old guys, but the children of the Tian family can no longer carry the name Mudleg.

If farmers want to get rid of the fate of mud-legged people, the only way out is to study.

"Yuanbao and the others are not suitable to be officials. They just want to pass the exam to be a scholar for fun and don't waste time teaching the children!"

The five Yuanbao brothers lived too hard in the past. They were pure beggars. Once they were exposed to the glory that power brought, they couldn't control themselves at all.

"What the Eighth Master said is wrong. It would be good to pass the examination to be a scholar. It would be even better if you could become an official. It would be great if our Tianjia Village produces a few scholars!"

The old village chief thought that with a few talented people in his family, he could get rid of the name Nijiuzi. In fact, the so-called masters other than Nijiuzi lived a more miserable life.

"We don't expect anyone to be an official in the village, as long as he gets rid of his muddy legs and becomes such a scholar!"

The old men couldn't tell how fragrant the books were, but they all said they smelled good, so they must smell good.

"You don't have to worry about the village school, I have something important here!"

Ba Ye told about papermaking from paper mulberry, and the old men were so excited that they immediately wanted to go into the mountains to show Master Ba what kind of tree it was.

"Bring Tuanzi, she is very tired from studying medical skills in the house these two days, let her go get some fresh air!"

How could Master Ba know which tree was paper mulberry? He had to rely on Tian Tian’s immortal grandfather.

"Grandpa, where's the pen?"

Tian Tian bought a lot of writing brushes, the ordinary ones are for the little ones to learn, and some of the more expensive ones are for Dabao and the others who have a foundation in writing.

The most expensive ones were given to Ba Ye’s family and Tian Tian’s third brother. Tian Tian specially selected the langhao pens.

"Don't worry about the pen, let's go into the mountains quickly to find the paper towel tree!"

Tian Quan picked up Tian Tian. He had never heard of paper mulberry.

The eighth master thrust a bag of pens into the third child, and a group of old men hurried toward the foot of the mountain.

"What's wrong, old men? Are you going to go hunting in the mountains? Isn't it possible?"

The third child opened the pencil case and took a look. He was so frightened that he immediately closed it again and ran home without looking back.

"What kind of tree is paper mulberry?"

The old men were so hungry that they were dizzy and panting as soon as they reached the foot of the mountain.

"I know, those are, those are all!"

The barren mountain in Tiantian is actually a treasure mountain. There are many paper trees not only on the mountain, but also in the valleys.

"My mother, what kind of tree is this? Isn't this Chu Tao?"

"It's really Chu Tao! We all have this kind of tree!"

It's not unusual for paper mulberry to have other names in Daqi in this era, as long as it's not an endangered tree.

"If paper could really be made~"

Ba Ye was too excited to even think about it.

Daqi's papermaking technology was very backward. The paper used by the high officials and nobles was bought from Fusang in the south. It can be said that it is worth thousands of gold.

Ordinary paper is cheap but not within the reach of ordinary people, so paper-based books are more expensive.

"If paper can really be made, our Tianjia Village will no longer be a mud-legged person. That would be really developed!"

Others don't understand the value of paper, but Tian Quan understands it, and Master Ba understands it even better.

"How to make it? We don't know how to make it either!"

The old men wanted to get the paper mulberry back home immediately.

"Papermaking is not a trivial matter. You have to study it slowly. Let Da Zhuang cut down some trees and go back tomorrow!"

Tian Tian's papermaking skills were very detailed, but Master Ba had to study it bit by bit to understand it.

"What are you going to do tomorrow? Let the children go chop down trees later, chop peaches! No, paper mulberry!"

The old village chief decided that from now on Chu Tao would be called Broussonetia spp., referring to the precious tree that symbolizes wealth and good fortune.

The old men were not hungry anymore, so they ran to Tian Quanyou's house like the wind, and gathered together to start studying papermaking.

Tian Tian doesn't care about this. She is just a three-year-old baby, and it is best to leave important matters to adults.

"Dumpling~"

When the third child saw Tian Tian returning to his room, he walked in quietly.

"Third brother, do you like the pen I gave you?"

The third child's eyebrows looked a little unnatural, and Tian Tian knew that he was suspicious of Master Ba because of the writing brush.

"Tuanzi, did Master Ba ask someone to buy that money?"

"No, it's the county magistrate!"

It is impossible for the third child to ask the county magistrate.

"I suspect that Mr. Ba is not simple. Think about it, why should a county magistrate nod and bow down to a bad old man with all the compliments?"

"I just don't know the purpose of this old man lurking in our house? Is it you?"

"That's not right. If it were you, he wouldn't be able to send you back. What on earth is there in Tianjiacun that worries him?"

The third child was worried.

"Third brother, you are thinking too much. Tianjiacun was too poor to eat meat before Master Ba came. Now you have become fat!"

Tian Tian was left speechless by her third brother. What purpose could Master Ba have? The main reason is that Tianjiacun has nothing to gain, and the only one worth plotting is Tian Tian.

Tian Tian's mind-reading skills are not for nothing. She even knows which dog has a small idea, so she knows clearly that Master Ba is not after her, let alone Tianjia Village.

If Master Ba really has a plan, it is to give Yuan Bao and several beggars a home so that they can behave like normal people.

"I'm just asking you because I don't understand? Do you think that Mr. Ba is such an educated person, why is he staying here with us?"

"To be my grandfather! Teach you knowledge!"

Tian Tian has long known about Ba Ye's life experience, but Tian Tian has never figured out the reason why Ba Ye became a beggar, because Ba Ye never wanted to.

"Why am I telling you this? You are still a three-year-old baby!"

The third child left in annoyance. He didn't go far, and he grabbed the old lady and muttered. As a result, he was chased and beaten by the old lady, and the yard became very lively.

"Haha, I thought the third brother was very smart, but I didn't expect that he was not as smart as the second brother!"

Tian Tian was busy watching the fun at the moment, and had no idea that her third brother only revealed this side of him in front of his family. Years later, the black-hearted county magistrate rose through the ranks, making countless bad guys frightened by the news.

In the evening, Tian Tian divided the brushes, and everyone in the family except Tian Quanyou and the old lady had one. Wu Bao happily kowtowed to Tian Tian, ​​which reminded Tian Tian of the scene of thanking him in the TV series and couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body.

"I didn't expect grandpa to be involved. Grandpa hasn't used a pen for many years!"

Ever since he became a beggar, Mr. Ba has never had the chance to use a pen. He taught the little beggars to write by squatting on the ground and scratching with branches.

"Look what dad said, I haven't even used a pen!"

"That's right, dad can use it better than us!"

The Tian family thought that Yuanbao and the others were afraid that Master Ba would be sad and deliberately said that they had never used a pen. In fact, they really had never used one.

"Where's mine? Don't you have mine?"

The third child became a little anxious when he saw that everyone had a share except him.

"Third brother didn't behave well today, made my mother angry, and even used an enlightenment pen, so I don't have any share in it!"