After thinking about the difference, Sun Pu said, "What happened in the city is done step by step. Tomorrow I will go to the fiefdoms outside the city, and I can communicate with each other in one day."

"One is that many people have no experience, and they can train them first and then they are easy. Second, the school introduction asked us to do some research outside the city, which is just right."

"Let's do this, see if you can send a company to me?"

The brigade representative nodded and said, "Okay. I'll send a company over."

He glanced at the young men such as Shu Guitian who were rushing towards him not far away, and asked with a smile: "You have to bring these young children this time. Shi Shuai said that these are eggs, not hens that can be eaten, and you have to wait for them to grow up. You have to be careful. Don't be afraid of anything else, just be afraid that those people will jump over the wall and I won't feel at ease if I don't send a company over there."

Sun Pu smiled bitterly and said, "What's the solution? There's really no one. Langya wants people, Pengcheng wants people, Huaibei wants people, and people everywhere. People who are good at writing, literacy and know the number of nine are the best in the world, but it's still not enough."

"Although these dolls are small, they can write and calculate, but they are not enough if they are few. Those who come here are all from the military academy. If something really happens, the Zhou Shi must be angry."

He quietly pointed out the young people and shook his head and said, "They were all born after the Si Shang Mo. They were full of passion, but I really don't know what the outside world is like. I only heard that to benefit the world, and I might also hear their parents telling about the past days, but I may not be able to feel it in my heart. This time, I just remember the bitterness and sweetness, so that these children can grow longer."

The representative of the brigade smiled and said, "Don't be like the story told by Shi Shuai. It's actually a thrust to encourage growth. If they really become the sixth and the seventh division's emotions, the princes in the world will be scared to death."

Sun Pu laughed. The Sixth and Seventh Division were mostly composed of serfs who fled and some extremely radical young Mo people. It was not quite the same as the main force of the previous divisions, the younger generation of self-cultivated farmers in Si Shang. The two divisions were eager to know the pain of the old era and hatred in their hearts.

There were disputes within the Mohist school before, and there were always debates between radicals and stables.

Sun Pu could feel the current change in the wind direction: the wind direction on Si Shang developed from the beginning to seek stability and quiet voice, and now to the official criticism of "the people of Si Shang do not care about the affairs of the eight states, and do not attack"; from the original "not attack" between the princes, to the official land reform in Qi outside Si Shang...

There is not much time left for the Mo family. Twenty years have passed, and now the people of Si have begun to propose to impose tariffs to protect the interests of self-cultivated farmers. There have been some differences and barriers between the concepts of the country and the world, and this barrier is the least due to interests and cannot be delayed.

It was before the autumn wind came to the cicadas that Sun Pu's growth in the Mo family over the years made him keenly feel the possible changes in the future route.

Furthermore, Gao Sunzi, the spiritual leader of the world, who suffers from extremes, is also older, and always needs a new faction leader. The new giant always needs to make a statement. After all, what is needed at this time is not those who are conservative and prepared to live a good life in Si, but those radical factions are the main force, and may even criticize the conservative and self-governing faction.

The birds are seriously ill, and the Mohist family is facing handover and also facing route choices.

These things are not convenient to say. Sun Pu casually said, "It's okay to force the seedlings to grow. The Mo family has been dormant for twenty years, and it takes another twenty years to make the world go by."

The words have a deep meaning, and the travel representative understands it or doesn't understand it, nods and goes to arrange something else.

The next morning, a company of charity soldiers, Sun Pu and others led a team, carried some essential food and other items, and left Liang's father.

The land of Shugui was also among them, but many of the classmates stayed with Liang's father. They were already busy here and had already started to leave the city to measure the land since the morning.

He has to travel another day or two.

Sun Pu is generally responsible. Another person is responsible for the specific measurement and actual measurement, which can be regarded as leading young people like Shu Guitian with some theoretical foundations for internships.

When he was drowsy, Sun Pu rode his horse to the carriage where these young people were riding, and joked with these young people with a squeaking sound of wheel friction: "You may have just heard your parents talk about what their days were like before, and you will have to live such a day in a few days. Don't cry if you can't bear it and miss your home."

Shu Guitian did not swear that he could not do it. Then he remembered what his mother said when she was cutting wheat last year and asked, "We can eat fried noodles with military rations."

Sun Pu shook his head and laughed: "Military food fried noodles? If I could eat military food fried noodles every day twenty years ago, the world would be considered a prosperous era."

A young man next to him continued, "I remember when I was a child, I often ate ghost fingers. At the end of the year and the New Year, my mother used steamed cakes made of dried sweet potato noodles and sprinkled with some white wheat flour outside. It tasted very delicious at that time. In recent years, I have eaten more wheat. Although there is bran, I only eat fine sieves occasionally, but it is better than ghost fingers."

"When I was a kid, I really ate enough ghost fingers. When I saw the red thing, I wanted to vomit."

When talking about this, several people felt it empathized with it. Someone said, "Yes. When I was a child, I ate corn and sweet potatoes, and it was very dry after grinding. At the end of the year and New Year's Day, my mother wanted to make steamed cakes, and the thing was very dry, so she had to crush it with elm bark and add it in, so that it could stick to it, and it would not feel choked when it tasted."

"Later that year, I was really disgusted with the stickiness of the elm bark. I felt it looked like a snot, so I took the elm bark out on the mill and threw it out while my mother was not paying attention."

"Mom is still muttering, saying why I didn't stick to this year... I was just laughing secretly in my heart."

"Later, I fought with my younger brother. My younger brother told my mother about this, and I was scolded..."

When it comes to the past, many people laughed at each other, and more or less like this memory.

At first, carrots, sweet potatoes, potatoes, and corn were still seeds. Once they became popular in Si, some high-yield things became daily staple foods, and the yield of wheat would be low after all.

Speaking of which, this is also the intuitive memory of the times by the younger generation of Sishang.

The fundamental reason is that at the beginning, the Mohist family needed money, grain, iron tools, plowing oxen, and redemption policies, which guaranteed more income on the basis of the nominal tax of 15.
Chapter completed!