Strange World Survival Manual

After Li Si walked out of the blacksmith shop, he went to the carpenter's shop. He wanted to buy a peach wood sword, but after asking, he found that the carpenter's shop did not have peach wood. The carpenter said that peach wood could not be made into large lumber and was too soft to be used for furniture, so he did not have peach wood.

Li Si was a little unwilling and went to several carpenter shops, but they all said there was none. I asked if I could order one, but was told that there was no mahogany nearby.

"Why not?" Li Si was a little confused. He remembered that the peach wood sword could ward off evil spirits in his memory. Then the peach wood sword must be a hot seller. However, in this world, the evil-proofing effect of peach wood is not known at all.

With these doubts, he walked home, but saw some children waiting outside the door.

Li Si looked at the sun and found that it was almost Shen time, so he walked over and greeted them: "You came so early."

"Sir." A group of children saluted respectfully.

Li Si felt a little weird when he saw them saluting him, but it was hard to say anything. He couldn't say that they were not allowed to salute, right? In today's world, etiquette is still very important. No matter how good a person is in reading and taking exams, others will still look down upon him if he doesn't know etiquette.

Walking to the door, he unlocked the door, and a group of children followed him in.

"You guys wait here, I'll be here later." Li Si walked into the kitchen and got some unburnt charcoal from under the stove, and wrote on the wood chips he bought from the carpenter's shop. What is written above is "Compassion for the Farmers" written by Li Shen in the Tang Dynasty.

It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil.

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Under the gaze of a group of children, Li Si walked into the hall, put a wooden board on a chair, and asked the children to sit on the ground. He sat on the stool, pointed at the wood piece with his finger and said, "This is a pity article." A poem about farmers. The word "mei" in "sympathy for farmers" means pity and sympathy. Have you ever understood it?"

"clear!"

"Then do you know where the food comes from?" Li Si asked with a smile, his face relaxed.

"Bought it from Caishikou." Yu Hu replied immediately, and then seemed to feel that he was very smart, and looked at his companions proudly.

"That's right, but what about before Caishikou? Where is it?" Li Si smiled. That was right, but it was not the answer he wanted.

"I know, I know." A skinny kid with dark skin raised his hand and said, "It was grown from the ground."

This child is from a nearby farmer, so he knows something about farming.

Li Si nodded with satisfaction and asked the child, "Sun Zhi, are you tired from doing that?"

"But I'm tired. My dad goes out before dawn every day, works in the fields at noon, and doesn't go home until it's almost dark. It's hard for my dad to straighten his waist now." Sun Zhi began As I spoke, I felt excited about being taken seriously by my husband, but later on I became a little depressed.

"Sun Zhi, you answered very well." Li Si praised Sun Zhi first, comforted him, and then said to the other children: "Every grain of food we eat is grown in the soil. That's it. Only with hard-working people like Sun Zhi's father can we eat food. Only by eating up the food can we respect such hard-working farmers. Do you understand?"

"Understood!" the children responded, and some of the children from farmers' families had tears in their eyes. They had never heard of praise for farmers, and the status of farmers in this world is not high.

Although the status hierarchy is scholar, peasant, industrial and merchant, the peasant among them does not refer to poor peasants and tenant farmers, but to landlords.

Now I heard Li Si's praise of farmers, but it was the first time I heard it, so I was very touched by the children of these farmers' families.

"Then let's learn this poem. Listen to me read it first." Li Si smiled and recited: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat is dripping from the soil. Who knows that every particle of the meal is hard work."

Li Si's sonorous and powerful voice sounded in the room, making the children feel that this poem was catchy and catchy. Combined with the questions Li Si asked before, they felt that this poem was really good and they understood it as soon as they heard it.

Then Li Si read it several times with the children, and then began to teach them the words and meanings of the poem. These children are also extremely well-behaved and serious.

Because in this world, literacy is a very important thing. A person can know dozens of characters at most. Sometimes when reading official documents, a group of people piece together and read them out.

After the children memorized the poem by heart, Li Si took out a sandbox from the study and taught them to write their names in the sand. Then he wrote their names on small pieces of wood and sent them home to learn how to write.

Finally, he gave them the piece of wood on which "Compassion to the Peasants" was written, and asked them to go back and watch each other and study it carefully.

After telling them to come over tomorrow, Li Si sent them out.

After they left, Li Si thought for a long time. He had thought about teaching these children for a long time. The original owner had educated and enlightened these children before, if he had not done so.

The reputation accumulated by the original owner may dissipate completely, and some may even resent him. And reputation is also very important to him. It will be of great use to him in the future, so he doesn't mind teaching these children.

What's more, he feels that teaching children enlightenment is something that gives him great pleasure. At least these children respect themselves very much and dare not disrespect themselves.

After looking at the sky and seeing that it was already U.S. hour, Li Si went to a nearby restaurant and ordered some food. Then he felt that he was not eating well, so he ordered another drink.

The current wine was still low-alcohol rice wine, but Li Si was a little drunk, but luckily, he was still relatively sober.

After dinner, Li Si walked home. At this time, he only heard the sound of the clock on the road.

"The sky is dry and everything is dry, be careful about the fire."

The watchman beat the clock three times, one slowly and one quickly. Li Si's drunkenness disappeared immediately. He looked at the street, which was a little dim and hazy, and there were gradually fewer pedestrians on the road.

"It's night." Li Si sighed softly and walked quickly home. He estimated that when the sun sets, ghosts are likely to appear. Although he wants to get soul points, he is not ready yet. He needs to find out the ability of the decapitated ghost first. Then I went to see Zhang Yuanwai's house.

He can't rush now, he still has more than a year, and he can still get 200 soul points in more than a year. He believes that as long as he doesn't give up and works steadily, he will be able to live better and better in this world.

Entering the house, Li Si took out the cloth bag hanging on his chest and took out an ink-colored miscellaneous jade. With a thought, a child carved from pink and jade appeared in the room.