Author: Writer hcaGwv

In the back hall, Mrs. Dou saw Li Yuan coming in, took two steps forward and said, "It's a good thing to be able to go back to my hometown now, but I'm just leaving Changsheng alone here. I still can't worry about it. It's so far away from home.

It’s hard to take care of me if something happens.”

Li Yuandao: "You don't know yet, Chang Sheng, how long have you listened to other people's ideas about what you want to do? She has arranged everything, so we just follow her. Besides, there are so many businesses and servants in the house.

I left it all to her, no matter how bad things get, she won’t starve or freeze. Don’t worry.”

Mrs. Dou was silent, wiped her tears, packed her luggage, and said goodbye to Changsheng for a long time before going out and getting on the sedan chair.

Li Yuan and his eldest son Jiancheng each rode on horseback and left Wenshui County with more than forty followers.

Changsheng stood by the road dressed in white, looking at the team that was getting further away without saying a word.

…

The first snow this year came late, it was almost December, and only scattered snowflakes started to fall in the sky.

A young man pushed open the chicken coop door and rushed in, embracing the cold wind and snowflakes.

"Hurry and close the door." Cui'er was feeding the chickens. When she saw this little guy rushing in, she stood up and said, "Dog, are you here to see Dabai again?"

Gouzi's little face turned red from the cold. He smiled and took out a handful of Elaeagnus angustifolia from his cotton coat and gave it to Tweety: "Sister Tweety, I found this when I went to collect firewood at the foot of the cliff in the back mountain. Here it is for you to eat."

Cui'er wiped his snot clean with a handkerchief, picked up two and threw them in her mouth: "Well, it's cold and sweet, so delicious. Give the rest to your grandma."

Gouzi nodded, picked up a small one and threw it in his mouth, and carefully put the rest back into his pocket, which he would take back to his mother later.

After everything was installed, Gouzi stretched his head and looked at the chicken coop in front of him. He quickly found a white-haired hen and said excitedly: "Dabai looks really good. Did he lay an egg today?"

"It's gone. Thanks to you guys, you went up the mountain to catch bugs for it to eat and raised it until it was fat. Now it can lay an egg every day." Cui'er said, pointing to the table behind her, with two baskets placed on the table.

, filled with eggs.

Gouzi walked over and looked at the eggs in the basket, swallowed, turned around, grabbed a handful of chicken food and threw it to the old hen, imitating Tweety: "It's so white, eat it quickly and lay more eggs."

…

With a lot of money being spent, the base has been expanding in size in a camp that now has sufficient materials.

In half a year, four poultry houses, two sheep pens, and one cattle pen have been built.

Breeding has become an important source of food rations.

Because there are many old, weak, women and children in the camp, we want to ensure their nutrition and health.

The slogan put forward by Changsheng is: "An egg a day, a bowl of milk every three days."

Although the goal of one bowl of milk every three days is still far away, people are beginning to see hope in the goal of one egg per day.

"Reporting to the master, the current production of more than 700 eggs, 200 duck eggs and geese eggs every day is doubled compared to before the stove was used." Xiao Feng, who serves as the commander of the Red Camp, reported.

Before the winter, Changsheng advocated installing stoves in the newly built chicken and duck sheds. The specifications were exactly the same as those in the newly built wooden dormitories. They also burned coal and had large exhaust chimneys.

Many people don’t understand why chickens should be treated the same as humans. Changsheng explained: “People don’t want to work when they’re cold, and the same goes for chickens. If you keep them comfortable in a heated room, the chickens will also feel comfortable. It’s comfortable.”

You can only eat eggs if you have them."

Everyone thought that this was the case, and after trying it, it really worked. Now the children in the camp are guaranteed to eat one egg every two days.

"How's the stove and briquette business?"

Shi Daqiang, the commander of the Baiying camp in charge of trade, replied: "Master, the business is very good, especially the briquettes made into coal cakes, which take a long time to smoke. Two yuan a day for a family is enough. Every time we bring coal to the West Market,

They were all robbed right away. The stove was a little less expensive because it was more expensive."

After Li Yuan left with his family, Changsheng immediately accelerated the speed of scientific research, throwing out designs one after another to the craftsmen in the camp, which shocked their jaws.

An iron stove made of iron sheets joined together, briquettes processed and refined, various lighter and sharper agricultural tools, a small horse that can be picked up and taken away at any time...

The endless stream of new gadgets were all implemented on the drawings and quickly became reality.

The first batch of daily necessities produced were first equipped to the entire camp, and the extra ones were sold in the market, which quickly generated a good response.

Changsheng listened to Shi Daqiang's report, thought for a while and said: "It's normal for people not to buy stoves. It's not cold yet, and the effect of this thing is not obvious yet. Let's do this. You get ten sets of stoves and follow Zi Qiao into the city tomorrow.

, deliver it door to door to those wealthy people with whom we have good relations, one set for each family, help them press it, bring some coal over, and teach them how to use it on the spot. If they use it well and are willing to praise us, then it will be easy to sell.

.”

Zi Qiao quickly wrote it down in his notebook while nodding in agreement.

After the green, black, white, and red battalions all reported their daily work, Changsheng listened and had nothing to add. He stood up and stretched his waist, "Then that's it for today. After dinner, the night class will continue. The terms of the camp regulations are

Remember it."

Everyone drooped their heads when they heard about the night school. Most of these people made a living by farming, and some didn't even recognize their own names. At first, Changsheng wanted to go to class with them, and they resisted learning cultural knowledge.

However, Changshengjiu soon promulgated corresponding regulations. Platoon leaders in the camp, including officials above them, must be assessed before they can serve. The assessment includes daily work performance and cultural course examinations.

No matter how hard the work is, everyone doesn't think it's a big deal, and they all work hard to get ahead, for fear of being said that they can't work hard enough.

But asking everyone to read and write is really a head-scratcher. Watching a banker holding a small piece of charcoal with his thick fingers and writing on a small piece of paper stroke by stroke, it feels better than digging the ground with a hoe.

Much more tiring.

If you only need to read and write, there is also arithmetic, including oral arithmetic and written arithmetic.

In addition, Changsheng also offers history, geography and natural science courses.

Qin Shihuang was once a hostage? China is not the center of the world, not even the largest country in the world? The wind, rain, thunder and lightning in the world are not the spells released by the thunder and lightning in the sky.

The contents of these classes are constantly subverting everyone's cognition and outlook.

Changsheng doesn't care about so much. Teaching them cultural courses is only one aspect. The more important thing is to find the talents they need through learning.

Select those with strong understanding and comprehension, train them individually, and let them become lecturers to teach others.

Then select some smart people among craftsmen, masons, tomb robbers, and Feng Shui magicians, and teach them physics and chemistry. They all have similar work experience, so it will be easier for them to understand.

This will not only increase their knowledge, but also improve their skills.

Changsheng has already discovered a great man through this, named Lu Zifu, known as Master Lu, and is said to be a descendant of Lu Ban.

Proficient in various woodworking and smelting manufacturing techniques, he stood out from hundreds of people in Changsheng's physics class.

In addition, she also discovered several good talents who could be trained to become teachers.

After I have sorted out the teaching materials and trained them, I will concentrate on teaching the little kids. This is the core strength of future development. Isn't there a saying that everything starts with the kids.

Time passes day by day, and the New Year of 603 in the park is coming soon.
Chapter completed!