Every morning he knocked on the door, entered the house, and saluted Master.

The other party had the same face as a debt collector, and told her in a whisper that Liang Hongluo had a cunning temperament, a mean face, and was not a good person. He told her not to get close to others, and it was best to stay away as much as possible.

Zhuchen Xin said no, right? She also knew a little about facial features. Liang Hongluo had good facial features, a deep and straight face, and broad and long eyebrows. He was not cunning and mean in any way.

However, she could also see that Feng Buye hated this man so much that he even refused to say his name, only using "that man", "that demon cultivator" and "this man" instead.

There were also a lot of intimidations and threats about being possessed by demons in his words.

Zhuchen has heard the following words several times, and it can be said that he knows them by heart. In short, life is not long, and he will die in dire straits. But Feng Buye knew this, so why did he become possessed by the devil?

Feng Buye spoke for a long time, but when he saw that she did not respond, with her eyebrows lowered in thought, she immediately said in a deep voice: "What? Do you still have good intentions towards him?"

Zhuchen came back to his senses in shock and said hurriedly: "No, no! How is that possible!"

How could Zhuchen dare to tell the truth? He wanted to use all the derogatory words, such as "evil-looking", "cowardly", "hateful", and stood resolutely with his master. Feng Buye's face looked like this.

Looks good.

This was the first time Zhuchen saw Feng Buye speaking ill of someone behind their back. Generally speaking, he would directly attack anyone he didn't like.

Of course, he did take action just now, but he restrained himself. And his restraint was not very strong.

The current situation made Zhuchen recall the hardships he had to carry water to Ah Tu. Thinking about it carefully, it was a bit refreshing, but it was just a sour feeling.

May society be harmonious and there will be no distinction between humans and demons.

Confucius bless you.

Recruiting a gentleman from Yu Yuan requires several days of arrangements first. The school Zhuchen wants to build is still on the drawing board. She cannot spare enough manpower and wants to wait until the department store built by Monk Xuntian is built.

After that, ask them to help build a small school.

The Xuntian monks have already started the infrastructure work, and the progress is very gratifying. It looks like it will be completed this month.

However, they seemed to have been corrupted by Chaowen's sugar-coated bullets. During this period, they did not say anything about returning to Xuntian. They squatted in the open space with a bowl in their hands all day long, talking and laughing. Some time ago, they were very happy to discuss it with Brother Yu Yuan.

This year’s winter solstice festival was arranged, and I taught them how Xuntian used the least money to prepare the most luxurious noodles.

Shi Hongci also specially came from Yu Yuan's place with a small notebook to listen to their experience summary.

The two factions have relied on food diplomacy to initially achieve friendly exchanges.

The same goes for Yuan Poshui. Ever since he learned that Tongguo was sold to other sects for one spirit stone, but in Chaowen, it was still at a preferential price of three spirit stones per plate, he ordered a plate every day. Never again.

I think Chaowen's stuff is too expensive.

So fragrant.

This is probably the happiness brought by reference objects.

Zhuchen felt that with their attitude, if he could coax, lie, and give some spirit stones, he should be able to get them to agree to stay for a short period of time to help with the construction of the campus.

After all, we are all friends!

So for the past two days, Zhuchen was temporarily responsible for taking the children around Chaowen to get used to the environment and get to know the residents nearby.

Take out the list every morning and teach them how to call out first.

There are fifty-two children brought here by Huai Xie, just enough to form a large class. All of them have never formally attended school. There are seven or eight children who have learned a little from their parents and can write about fifty simple words.

He is the "boss" in the class. There are about ten others who were originally beggars and orphans, and they don't even have proper names.

Huai Xie asked Zhuchen to name them so that they would have a greater sense of belonging to Chaowen in the future.

The two racked their brains at night and deliberated for a long time before naming them and officially recording them on Chaowen's resident register.

Junior brother and Liao Lioyun also came to join in the fun.

Feng Changyin stood at the front of the team, holding Yun in one hand and his brother in the other, dragging his long tail behind him, and followed Zhuchen around.

Zhuchen transforms into the child king on the spot.

Because there were so many things going on recently, she forgot to pay attention to it every morning. When she led the team to the field where the bamboo poles were planted, she unexpectedly discovered that it had already blossomed and bear fruit, and some of the fruits had fallen off.

Zhuchen quickly squatted on the ground and carefully picked up the bamboo.

The grains of bamboo rice of this variety are very small, similar in shape to rice, but the color is jade-like green, and when placed under the sun, it seems to be crystal clear and translucent.

Sure enough, it is not something that ordinary bamboo can produce.

The phenomenon of bamboo bearing fruit is relatively rare, and this is actually the first time I have seen it in Zhuchen. It is said that it can be used to make soup or porridge, and has rich nutritional value. However, this little thing is so precious that she is embarrassed to eat it. She decides to plant it.

Take a look and see if new bamboo can grow.

While she was busy processing it, a child beside her asked in a coquettish voice: "Why can this thing bear fruit? It doesn't even have leaves!"

Zhuchen laughed and said, "Because it's not an ordinary bamboo."

There were still a lot of bamboo rice stuck in the withered flowers, and he called everyone to come over and help him in the morning. A group of children immediately came forward excitedly, formed a circle, and carefully picked the seeds from the bamboo with their little hands. The ones who moved slower,

I can only watch helplessly from outside.

"It looks good!" Liao Lioyun held the bamboo rice in her hands, raised it above her head, and said cheerfully, "It's green and will shine!"

Zhuchen smiled and thought that ordinary bamboo rice was not so beautiful. According to the information she had read before, the color of bamboo rice should be dark.

Feng Changyin picked up one, put it in his hand and observed it carefully, and said hesitantly: "Senior sister, is this what Phoenix eats? It doesn't look delicious to me."

"I don't know." Zhuchen said, "But there is also a kind of bamboo. After flowering, the fruit it produces is shaped like a pear. The shell is slightly thicker, and the taste is soft and sweet. How do you know what flavor Phoenix likes?"

Feng Changyin secretly put one in his mouth, wanting to taste it, but Zhuchen pressed it down first.

"It's very small, don't eat it. I'll give you a try after the next handful comes out."

Feng Changyin could only sigh regretfully: "Okay."

The number of bamboo rice knotted on a pole is still limited, and in the end there is only a small handful. Zhuchen puts it in the palm of his hand and covers it with his hands.

Feng Changyin asked: "Senior sister, how to plant this?"

Zhuchen didn't know. She had not majored in agriculture before, so she didn't know much more than they did. Besides, this bamboo was special. It was already bald and could still bear fruit. How could the fruit be ordinary?

Can a monkey that pops out of a rock be the same as an ordinary monkey?

Zhuchen believes that the vitality of these bamboo rice will be very tenacious, and they will definitely find a way to survive on their own.

I gave two grains to each child every morning and asked them to find a place to plant them. Remember to mark them. If you really can't feed them by then, you can dig them out and think of a way to do it.

The children accepted the task for the first time and felt the joy of being trusted. Holding the small bamboo rice in their hands, they walked cautiously towards the city as if they were protecting a treasure. Even their walking posture was different from when they came.

It seems that I have gained the confidence to dare to look others in the face.

They seriously wanted to find a fertile land for these seeds, but Zhuchen told them that they could not plant them on the road or next to a well, so they had to choose a shady place behind the house.

I followed them Zhuchen, watching their obvious changes, I felt funny and a little sad.

At such a young age, she was walking on thin ice and had to look at other people's eyes. She really didn't know what to say.

When the children returned to Chaowen City, they found a black thing on the wide road.

The huge black chicken walked proudly on the street, and the people around it turned a blind eye and went about their business.

From time to time, it lowers its head to tidy up its feathers with its beak, then raises its head and scans the whole place with sharp eyes. It has a very domineering temperament.

The children had to raise their heads to see the feathers standing high on its head. The contrast in its huge size made them feel inexplicably scared. They did not dare to step forward even though it was more than ten meters away.

In the early morning, I noticed that all the little bean sprouts had stopped. I went over to check and laughed. It turned out to be Ah Tu.

The hair on Atu's body has now grown out. Probably because Chaowen's life is peaceful and peaceful, his feathers are thicker and blacker than before. But his brothers are still in the process of growing and shaving their hair.

in a continuous cycle.

Especially when winter is approaching, people are told not to continue shearing their hair every morning. If the feathers fall off automatically, pick them up again. Therefore, the hair of a bunch of black chicks has grown unevenly, and they have taken a non-mainstream route.

Atu was very satisfied. It was the most beautiful chicken among the black chicks, and its inner vanity was greatly satisfied.

Zhuchen said with a smile: "Ah Tu, come out and relax."

Ah Tu gave her a look of approval.

With such gorgeous hair, it should live in the spotlight, otherwise it would be wasting its beauty.

"Tsk, tsk."

Zhuchen felt that he no longer needed a telepathic ear to understand Atu's meaning.

She turned around and waved, telling the children not to be afraid and just go about their business.

They passed by curiously, took a look, and ran away quickly. Only when they were far away did they laugh out loud in amusement.

Atu continued to display his feathers in all directions, watching silently from the sidelines from morning to morning.

The common people in the court had no interest in it anymore. Moreover, they also knew that the chicken was very smelly and beautiful. The more they paid attention to it, the more the chicken would stop at nothing, so they were not attracted to him.

Ah Tu's performance lasted for a long time before it attracted an unfamiliar audience.

Liang Hongluo came over and asked: "How did you tame the black chick?"

Atu barked twice.

Zhuchen heard that the general idea was: give her some hair and she can be tamed.

Hey! Ever since this kid became beautiful, his body and mind have swelled up. He still wants to stand up and take charge.
To be continued...