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B: "Your Highness, do you want me to bring B back? He has only practiced for a few days, and he will compete with Lei Jia. He will definitely be beaten badly."

Wushuang thought for a while: "Steel is made from a hundred refinements. Now that Jiuba is not here, he practices all day without anyone giving advice. He doesn't know if he has made any progress. Since he went to find Lei Jia by himself, Lei Jia is also a measured person. Believe it or not." If something happens, I'm afraid that Lei Jia will have some opinion on Yaozu, so I won't teach B."

B thought for a while: "That's true. After all, there are few people in this world who are as open-minded as Jiuba. They don't care that C is a monster, and they are willing to teach him skills."

Wushuang complained in his heart: He is a ghost himself, so it doesn't matter who dislikes him.

dong dong!

There was a knock on the door, and Wushuang raised his voice, "Who?"

Feng Bo said: "My lord, it's an old man."

"Uncle Feng?" Wushuang said hastily, "Please come in."

Uncle Feng pushed them away and walked in from the door.

Wushuang asked Uncle Feng to sit down and asked B to prepare tea for them.

"Yesterday, the annotations that were almost finished were not translated. I thought it would not be easy for my lord to come here, so I came here early." Feng Bo said, seeing Wu Shuang's lack of energy, he asked, "My lord, did you come here yesterday?" Tired? Why don't I come back later?"

Wushuang straightened up and waved his hands: "No need, there is not much left, I am also anxious, Uncle Feng, let's start now."

Uncle Feng nodded: "Okay."

After half an hour.

Wushuang looked at Feng Bo's rearranged annotations. Although he didn't know any of the crooked words, when he told Feng Bo the annotations, there were some modern words, and Feng Bo could always quickly understand what he meant, and wrote down The commentary that can be understood by others, Wushuang felt that he might have picked up gold.

"It is said that a family with an elder is like a treasure," Wushuang sighed, "Uncle Feng, you are a treasure in my family!"

Uncle Feng hurriedly said: "My lord is too famous, the old man can only know a few words, and my lord's brain is a well-deserved treasure."

Wushuang sighed lightly.

Feng Bo said: "Just now I found out that your lord seems to be troubled, is it... related to the families of those craftsmen in the morning?"

Wushuang said in surprise, "The one who knows me is Uncle Feng!"

Uncle Feng thought for a while: "There is a saying, I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Wushuang waved his hands: "If Uncle Feng has anything to say, just say it."

Feng Bo said: "I know that Your Excellency is kind-hearted, but considering the current situation of Your Excellency, it may be very difficult to keep so many people behind, right?"

Wushuang sighed: "Isn't that right? Don't talk about anything else. There are so many mouths to eat. As you know, I don't have that much food to support."

Uncle Feng smiled: "Your Excellency does not, but Lord Xiangkang does!"

Wushuang frowned: "I know he must have hidden a lot of food, but he might not give it to me, right?"

"My lord is a prince of no manners. He is just a city lord. If your lord has an order, how can he refuse to give it?" Feng Bo said, "If he really doesn't give it, the granary is there, and can it disappear out of thin air? My lord can just do it by himself." Just take it."

Wushuang's eyes lit up: "That's right! Why didn't I think of that? If he doesn't give it to me, I'll go get it myself. If he doesn't want me to empty his granary, just give it to me honestly, so hello, everyone. Well, how harmonious!"

Feng Bo was amused by Wu Shuang's words: "My lord is benevolent."

Wu Shuang smiled, rubbed his chin and said, "Then the matter of food is settled, so many women come into the workshop, and I don't have so much work for them to do, so I can't just sit around and bask in the sun, right?" ?”

Uncle Feng: "This...you have to think about it yourself, my lord, there is nothing I can do."

Wushuang murmured: "I still have to find some work for them to do, otherwise...let's study!"

Uncle Feng was taken aback: "Read, study?"

Wushuang nodded: "Yes, reading, they must not be able to read?"

Uncle Feng laughed: "I'm sure they don't know how to read. I'm afraid you can count the literate people in Baicheng with ten fingers. This place is too poor. Everyone has enough trouble to fill their stomachs all day long. How can there be any thoughts?" Literacy, it is estimated that before this year, no one in the whole city can read."

"If you want to get rich, you must study first," Wushuang said. "Not to mention how many words you know, you must at least be able to count, right? In the future, if you do business with others, if you don't even know how to count, it will be troublesome."

Feng Bo: "My lord wants to do business?"

"That's right, the first business was selling stone mills," Wushuang sighed, "Who made it so that our Baicheng has nothing but stones."

Feng Bo said: "Master Xiangkang..."

Wushuang pursed her lower lip: "I won't let him dance for too long."

Uncle Feng was silent for a moment, then bowed deeply to Wushuang: "The old man wishes your lord, that your wish will be fulfilled as soon as possible."

Wushuang smiled: "Uncle Feng is the best at talking."

Feng Bo also laughed.

"By the way, I might have to trouble Uncle Feng for teaching and reading. After all, there are not many literate people around me."

Wushuang said, touching his nose a little embarrassedly. Strictly speaking, he is also one of these illiterates.

Feng Bo nodded and said: "Your Excellency, rest assured."

On the second day, Wushuang asked those women to come to the workshop, and specially opened up a place for Uncle Feng to teach them how to read and write, as well as the most basic arithmetic. , don’t need to work, each of them is still thinking, is there really such a good thing as a pie in the sky in this world?

But after studying for a few days, everyone realized that learning knowledge is much more tiring than working!

It's not the kind of body tired, but the brain is tired, the body is tired, and you can recover after a night's rest. When the brain is tired, even dreams are made of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. One, two, three, four, five, it feels like you can't do anything at all. escape!

There were a few women who couldn't keep up, were forced to do nothing, and planned to go home. Wushuang originally wanted to delete some people, but this happened just right. If they really couldn't study, they let them grind the beans.

Coincidentally, these women who can't read have some strength in their hands, and they are much more capable than the group of women who can't read. Let them grind beans, which can be regarded as taking advantage of each other's strengths.

On Wushuang's side, using the method Feng Bo taught him, he managed to get a lot of beans from Xiangkang. Wushuang asked them to send the beans directly to the workshop, and the women were also gearing up. They were all people who had eaten bean dregs cakes. , Knowing that the thing is made of beans, none of them believed it, but now they can be regarded as seeing it.

I heard that not only the bean dregs cake, but also the soy milk made from the beans is delicious and mellow, better than fruit wine, so when Xiangkang's men brought the beans, the women all hid in the corner and looked around.

"My lord, here are the beans you asked for, and I have brought them to you." The person who came to deliver the beans was Xi, and he smiled flatteringly at Wushuang, "If there is nothing else, the servant will go back first."

"Wait," Wushuang called people to stop with a smile, "It's really hard for you to travel all the way for me, why don't you sit a little longer? When the first pot of soybean milk is ready, you can have a taste It's not too late to go back."

B glanced at Wu Shuang in surprise, and thought to himself: What happened to Your Highness today?Why did you let tin stay?

He can't wait for this guy to leave early!

Xi hurriedly said: "Don't dare, my lord, Mr. Xiangkang is still waiting for the servant to return to his life. If the servant dares to stay, I should go back first."

"Master Xiangkang, I'll tell him later, it won't take long." Wushuang said, and said to Lei Jia beside him, "General Lei, let the workers come over and prepare to grind soybean milk. "

Lei Jia: "Yes, my lord."

The women had already been waiting aside, Lei Jia went to call, and they all came over, Xi didn't expect so many people to come at once, he seemed to be taken aback, his face changed slightly, and he said to Wushuang repeatedly: "My lord, my lord , Mr. Xiangkang is still waiting for the slave to go back to his life, and the slave can't afford to delay it."

Wushuang's smile didn't reach his eyes: "Xi, you are in such a hurry to leave, I have to wonder if there is something wrong with the beans you gave me... Is there really a problem?"

Xi's face turned pale again, and he didn't dare to look into Wushuang's eyes. He just lowered his head and said, "Why, how could it be? How dare you slave."

"In this case..." Wushuang said to the women, "Open the bags and take a good look at the beans inside, whether they are good beans or bad beans."

"Yes, my lord."

The women responded, and started to untie the sacks one by one, and Xi's forehead was already sweating, and now he kept wiping it with the back of his hand. He wanted to leave, but Wushuang stood in front of him, wanting to leave Can't go.

The sacks were opened one by one, and a woman exclaimed, "My lord! My lord, all the beans in this bag are moldy!"

"Me too."

"Me too. I've grown hair all over, so I can't eat it at all."

One after another voices came and went, Wushuang stepped over to check in three steps and two steps, the beans in the bag were really hairy, but looking at the hairy beans, Wushuang's eyes suddenly lit up, but soon he put away his emotions and went dark A face came to Xi, and said sharply: "Xi, are these the beans that Mr. Xiangkang gave me?"

Xi was startled, and immediately knelt down: "My lord, I don't know my lord, my lord, my lord is just... just here to deliver beans, I don't know anything else, please forgive me, my lord!"

"Really?" Wushuang sneered, "Since you don't know anything, why don't you even take a look and start begging for mercy? I think you know everything!"

Xi kept kowtowing: "The slave really doesn't know, really doesn't know, my lord."

Wu Shuang said: "Then what do you mean, this is what Mr. Xiangkang meant? You deliberately gave me these moldy and lazy beans?"

How can Xi dare to admit this, if he admits it, Xiangkang will have to peel his skin when he turns around?Xi was covered in cold sweat, and stammered: "Xu Shi...Xu Shi Xiangkang Lord doesn't know, if he knew, he definitely wouldn't give these beans to you!"

Wushuang pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "I think what you said is very reasonable. If this is the case, then you can send the beans again."

Xi opened his mouth: "Huh?"

Wushuang ignored him, turned to Lei Jia and said, "Go and count, how many bags of moldy beans are there?"

Lei Jia: "This subordinate will go now."