Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

  Chapter 380 [Educate Siyi]

  Perhaps because of looking at Fang Chang with a kind face and a kind heart, the girl in front of Fang Chang began to talk endlessly, talking about the teacher who was in class in the conference hall:

"It is said that Mr. Nangong has traveled to several places in our southern border. Every time he goes to a place, he discusses with the elders and gets the venue to set up a formation to teach the students. Thanks to him, the children in the village can learn Seeing something similar to the children of the Central Plains will not be too backward."

   "He carried the food himself, and didn't need to provide food in the village. He said that what he wanted was some kind of merit. But everyone still went to get some prey as gifts to thank, because without Mr. Nangong, our children would not be able to learn these things at all."

"It's a pity that everyone proposed marriage to Mr. Nangong, but Mr. Nangong didn't agree. Otherwise, I would really like to recommend myself. He is so good-looking and knowledgeable. It would be nice to be his wife and concubine." Speaking of this, the young girl With a look of admiration on his face, he looked into the chamber.

"Are you looking for Mr. Nangong? Or come to see something novel? The lectures will take a while, and it will stop when the sun is in the sky. The children will go home to rest, and Mr. Nangong will have a snack. Meal, please wait here for a while."

  Fang Chang thanked, and waited here as promised.

  It turns out that this barren cottage is different from the Central Plains, where two meals a day are popular, while this practitioner surnamed Nangong, with the habit of the Central Plains, eats three meals a day.

  He entrusted the people in the village to cook the food he brought and bring it over at noon.

  Although the mountains are barren, the vegetation is still lush, and there is no shortage of firewood.

   "Okay, after class, let's come here again in the afternoon to study the remaining two paragraphs." A voice rang out in the meeting room, and almost instantly, the voices and movements of the children inside boiled up.

  Then, dolls shot out of the door like arrows leaving the string, calling each other away.

  Seeing that all the children inside had come out, Chief Fang stepped forward:

   "Take the liberty to come here, Mr. Nangong, it's a pleasure to meet you."

  The other party was dressed as a scholar, and he had noticed Fang Chang long ago, so he stopped packing up the teaching aids, turned around and saluted Fang Chang, and said with a smile:

   "Your Excellency, are you passing by here? Presumably, you didn't come here for the affairs of the village."

"That's natural. I have some things to deal with when I come to southern Xinjiang. I was trying to master the art of qi-watching, but when I passed by here, I saw from a distance that the weather here is different from other places, and there is an idea born out of thin air. In this barren mountain It is thriving here, so I am curious, come and have a look to find the reason.”

"found it?"

   "That's right, we found it. Mr. Nangong is the cause of all this, or in other words, this school."

  Mr. Nangong smiled and did not answer.

  He dragged an old chair from another place, let Fang Chang sit down, and then continued to tidy up the teaching aids, took the chair and sat down, Fang Chang said:

   "I don't know much about wangqi, but the conditions here are simple and I can't make tea for entertaining, sorry."

   "The kitten in Xianangong comes from the Central Plains."

  This name is good, but the name is just a code name, especially for practitioners. Fang Chang didn't care about it, and handed over the name and said:

   "Long below, also from the Central Plains, is from Yunzhongshan, how did you get here?"

  Nangong Kitten nodded, and then told his own experience:

   "I was originally a scholar. After embarking on the road of practice, I still regard the principles of the book as my standard, and I have more conditions to practice."

"In the past few decades, I have been traveling in the Central Plains, Jiangnan, Bashu and other places, and I have been practicing the words in the book. I gradually feel that I have added merit. A few years ago, when I came here, I saw that although the barbarians in the mountains lived through It is hard to live, but it communicates with the language of the Central Plains, but I don’t know the words, so I remembered the contents of the book.”

"I randomly chose a few villages I passed by, opened schools, and promoted education and culture in this barbaric place. Right."

   In this regard, Fang Chang knows that spreading civilization has always been very good. For the foreign barbarians, enlightenment is even more pleasing to the world.

  Of course, this must also be in line with the point of "enhancing the prosperity of the human civilization that is the protagonist in the world".

  For example, if you lead the barbarians to create characters privately, or simply use a set of phonetic characters to serve as characters for them, it will inevitably lead to long-term divisions and conflicts, which will not only have no merit, but may even damage your practice.

   "Mr. Nangong, dinner is here." A villager's voice sounded outside.

  Hearing this, Nangong Kitty stood up to welcome him out.

"Sir, you added half a roasted pheasant to your rice and water, which was hunted today." The villager said, and then looked into the chamber: "Mr. Nangong, do you have guests? Do you want me to go back and cook some more?" Catering, very fast."

   "No, thank you, Amao." He thanked the villagers who brought him food.

"Mr. Nangong, please don't say that. It should be our village thanking you. Everyone knows in their hearts that if it weren't for you, the children would not be able to learn. How can this kindness be repaid by cooking a meal——" I said, let the village provide you with all the meals, and prepare some money to pay back."

   Facing the upright words of the villager, Mr. Nangong laughed out loud, and then the villager went back by himself, and he walked in with a small basket:

   "There's a lot of food inside, let's eat some together?"

   As he spoke, Nangong put the bamboo basket on the table and opened it. Inside were brown rice on a broad leaf and half a roast chicken. There is also a bamboo tube reclining in the basket, which contains boiled tea.

   "Okay, but let me join in."

Fang Chang opened his backpack, took out a stack of steamed noodle cakes from it, and pulled out a plate of stewed mei platter, which was also steaming hot. Inside were stewed duck, stewed pork, shredded pork ears, stewed bean skin, and stewed beans Dry it and put it on the table.

   "Good backpack!"

  Nangong kitten praised Fang Chang's backpack when he saw it. He is also a successful practitioner, so he can see that this backpack is a great tool. However, when he saw the bread that Fang Chang brought out, he was as happy as he had just seen Fang Chang, his fellow visit:

   "I have been away from the Central Plains for many years, but I haven't eaten this food for a long time, haha."

  So he immediately went to fetch two rough porcelain bowls and chopsticks, divided the rice inside, and brought a bamboo tube to pour tea for Fang Chang, and the two ate together.

  After eating two mouthfuls of pancakes and stewed pork, Mr. Nangong was a little bit unsatisfied. He looked at the gourd on Fang Chang's waist and asked:

   "Brother Fang, is there any wine in this gourd?"

   "Of course there are." Fang Chang took off the gourd, put it on the table and said, "There are three kinds in it, the sorghum wine from the Central Plains, the wine from the Western Regions, and the rice wine from the Jiangnan."

  (end of this chapter)