I do research in ancient times

When you get a good thing that you have been thinking about, it is natural to use it as soon as possible.

So Ning Fei made a special trip back to Jiuling City, and brought back with the ship, in addition to the steam engine team and the finished model, there was also half a ship of rubber trees, ready to be taken back for the agricultural team to plant in Niubei Valley.

It was spring when he left, and it was already autumn when he came back. Jiuling City had undergone many changes compared to what he remembered.

For example, the extension of the city is further expanded, and the fields that were originally on the outskirts of the city have now become the suburbs, and you can see scattered concrete houses.

The commercial area in the city has also expanded a lot. The busy city, which originally had only one crossroad, has now extended to the next alley.The shops on both sides of the street are open, and there is a constant flow of people from morning till night.

In addition to those who study and work in the city, many residents of the nearby border towns also come to Jiuling City from time to time to sell some vegetables, meat and grain produced by themselves, and then buy some rare goods in the city to go home.Using Mozong's planting method, the harvest in the border town has been pretty good in the past two years. If there are still people in the family working in the workshop, then life will be very rich!

After entering the city, buy some soybean oil, and then cut a piece of good pork. The fried fruit in Jiuling City Food Room is very fragrant. It is mixed with powdered sugar and ground. It is fluffy and sweet when fried, and it is also burnt and crispy. , The children couldn't walk when they saw it.

When I was hungry, I went to the dining room to buy a meal to satisfy my hunger.You can choose meat and vegetables, and the price is written on it, which is delicious and affordable.

Just go to the dining room to avoid the morning, noon and evening meals. At this time, people from the schools and workshops in the city come out to look for food, and the most popular dishes depend on luck.The students in the school are okay, knowing that it is not easy to make money at home, they will not spend money recklessly; but those who work in the workshop have so many scruples.They have a lot of money and confidence, and they specialize in picking up delicious dishes.It's definitely not even a little soup left when it's late.

"Read the newspaper, read the newspaper! Shouping's army failed to fight against the Hu people, and now they are retreating to Liu'an shop, and the commander-in-chief of Feng Shao hurried to help, and even attacked two cities of the Hu people!"

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! There is a lot of money for one piece. Today's third edition has Shanye Sanren's "Crossing Three Passes". If you read the last issue, don't miss it!"

"Weaving Workshop has newly launched woolen knitting patterns. There are illustrations on the fourth edition. Check it out!"

"Read the newspaper, read the newspaper..."

Ning Fei stopped, looking in surprise at the "newsboys" who were running around in the streets and alleys.

This is a new business. When he left Jiuling Lake, "Ding'an Daily" only published the first issue, which only published a piece of his fat accumulation paper, which was given by popular science.Now I heard the newsboy shouting that there are serials and wool patterns in the newspaper. When Fang Sheng led the team to Bailukou, he also gave him a newspaper with medical papers.This summer has passed, and the content of "Ding'an Daily" has become so rich!

"Newspaper seller, give me one."

He yelled, and a newsboy ran over immediately.This dozen of face to face, is still a familiar child, seems to be a student who is studying with Twelve Lang.

"You don't go to class, why are you selling newspapers in the streets?"

Ning Zazi frowned slightly.

The young boy also recognized his identity, pursed his lips a little bit awkwardly, but still answered firmly.

"During the lunch break, I took some newspapers and bought them for me. I will go back before class in the afternoon."

Oh, part-time job.

Ning Zhizi knew it in his heart, but his face remained calm.

"Only at noon?"

The boy was a little panicked, "There's still... and morning..."

"In the morning, I would help when the printed newspapers were loaded and sent out of town; in the evening, the printing room laid out the pages, and I would do the ink."

He thought that Mr. Ning didn't like the fact that he worked secretly to make money, so he was so anxious that his face was covered with cold sweat, and he hurriedly explained.

"Mr. Ning, I didn't delay my homework! My mother and grandmother are working in the cloth workshop, and I... I also want to make up for it..."

"Your mother and your grandmother worked, did the cloth workshop treat them badly?"

Ning Fei asked softly.

The boy hurriedly shook his head.

"Never, never, the situation at home is far better than before."

He touched his head with an expression on his face that was about to cry.

"It's just that although the days are plentiful, my mother and grandmother still don't give up food and clothing. My father left early, and the whole family is supported by my mother and grandmother. Now for me to study, they don't give up food and clothing after earning money."

Ning Fei nodded and asked again.

"Then you spend a lot of money on studying?"

The boy shook his head again.

"Not much, not much. Because I am a Bufang student, the tuition and book fees are reduced every year, and the school has additional rewards for those with outstanding grades."

Having said that, he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"It's just that my talent is mediocre, and I haven't won a good ranking yet."

"In this case, you should study harder."

Ning Fei said seriously.

"Your mother and your grandmother worked so hard for you to learn something, not for you to get up early and stay late to make money."

"It's understandable that you want to make money, but the opportunity to study is not easy to come by. Many people can't get it. You should cherish it if you have it. If you can get your own grades and get a school building, your mother and mother will be happier."

What he said made the young man feel ashamed.

He has always lived with his grandmother and mother-in-law, and his life in Juntun Village was very hard.

Later, when the cloth workshop recruited workers for the first time, his mother, grandmother, and sister Qiongzhi from the same village were all selected, and he also entered the school as a family member of the cloth workshop.

It's just that most of his classmates were from Mozong, they were smart and learned things much faster than him, and he gradually developed a feeling of inferiority.

The so-called subsidy for the family is nothing but an excuse.The cost of the school is not much, and the wages of the mother and grandmother in the cloth workshop are very considerable, and he does not need to subsidize them.

As Mr. Ning said, learning opportunities are hard-won and should be cherished.

Seeing the boy leave with a blushing face, Ning Zazi finally spit out the bad breath in his heart.

The high-level task is really unusual. The main line this time is to promote education, and the task period is one year.

In the coming year, he must cultivate a certain number of educated people.Although the degree and level requirements are not high, basic literacy is still required, so now he pays special attention to children who have to learn!

Students should go back and study hard. He is not a family that oppresses the common people, so why is it so difficult!

For basic education, he has invested a lot of resources, and the scholarship given by the school is many times higher than the tuition fee!

It is a pity that the teaching ability of the school is limited, and it is difficult to find qualified teachers. It takes time to train students to read and write. How can one year be enough?

It seems... I still have to find a way!

Ning Sawzi pondered as he walked, his eyes subconsciously fell on the newspaper he just got.

What did that kid just say?Shanye Sanren's "Crossing Three Passes"?

He turned to the third page and looked at it silently for a while, when suddenly the corners of his lips curled into a malicious arc.

Hey.

The best learning motivation in the world is naturally interest.

This Shanye Sanren is a wonderful person, his choice of words and sentences are not difficult at all, but the stories he writes are very interesting, somewhat like martial arts novels.It's just that the length of his writing is not long. As soon as he talked about the young knight's escape from the mountains, he didn't have the rest of it.After reading today's paragraph, the reader wished he could rush to this wicked man, grab his collar and shake it desperately, to see if he could utter a single word.

"What about the back?"

On the side of the street, anxious spectators listened to today's serial and raised their voices impatiently.

"It's an emergency, why is it gone? You can search again to see if it's missing?"

"Ding'an Daily" has only such a sheet of paper, and it is filled to the brim, where can it be left behind?

The newspaper reader was also eager to read the following, and he did exactly what he said, searched for it several times, and finally shook his head in disappointment.

"No."

"Then it didn't say when it will be boarded next time?"

The newspaper reader shook his head again.

"I didn't write it down."

"Damn it! Isn't this torturing people alive!"

Several spectators on the street cursed.

"How can it be like this! This mountain loose man is so unreasonable. If you can't write it, don't post it in the newspaper. You don't have to hook people!"

"Heh, Zhang Erlang climbed the mountain to learn art last month, but it took a full month to get to the next stage. Today he went down the mountain with great difficulty, but he cut it off. I don't know how long it will take!"

"That's right, I don't know which bastard it is, it's so appetizing!"

When one person opened his mouth, tens of thousands of people responded, and Ning Fei also found it strange that a serialization had received half a block of scolding.

He wondered whether he should go to the newspaper office and ask who the unlucky author was through the back door, but when he turned around, he saw the strange expression on the old Taoist Sanshui's face, and his heart suddenly became clear.

"It's you?"

Ning Saw asked softly.

The pseudonym Shanye Sanren is also compatible with the Sanshui old Taoist, but he did not expect that a phenology expert who focused on the sky would also have the core of a literary youth. The popular science papers are much better.

"Didn't you build a steam engine in Bailukou with Mr. Ning recently, so let's let it go."

The old man said it loudly.

But Ning Fei has been with him for more than half a year, and he is well aware of this old man's urination.Although everyone is very devoted to the steam engine, it is not that there is no spare time. This old man strolls by the seaside of Bailukou every day, and he has never seen him pick up a pen to write a word.

Most likely the sunroof was opened on purpose.

"Hey," the old man grinned, feeling a bit shy when he felt his thoughts had been seen through.

"I just tried the pen, and I didn't expect it to be so popular. I haven't thought about the plot behind it yet!"

Just as he was talking, he saw a young man rushing over panting, grabbing the old Taoist who was about to run away, pulling his sleeves and refusing to let go.

"San...Master Sanshui, master, you are back!"

He stretched out his hand towards the old Tao with difficulty, his eyes full of burning desire.

"Something...something...is it here?"