In the years of ancient traders

"You also ran away from home?" Song Shu wondered after hearing Yan Zhuo's story.

"No, no, no." Yan Zhuo waved his hand quickly, "I found an excuse that they could accept, saying that I went out to seek officials, and learned the style of the ancients." Hundreds of years ago when there was no imperial examination system, scholars with no background The son will go out to travel and seek an official position, which is called Huanyou at that time.

So that's the case, Song Shu nodded, there are too many rebellious people who have run away from home here, and they almost misunderstood Yan Zhuo.

"You said it just now, but are there really people who run away from home?" Yan Zhuo asked.He found an excuse to come out, he was already extremely rebellious, and now he dare not even return the letter from home, how come there is someone more powerful than him here?

Song Shu took Yan Zhuo back to Song's house. When passing by the cellar, Song Anan was about to go back just after finishing his work.

"Here, him." Song Shu pointed to Song Anan, as if he had forgotten that the original owner of his body was also a kid who ran away from home.

"Excellent." Yan Zhuo gave a thumbs up.

Song Anan didn't know why the stranger praised him, but since it was a compliment, he still happily accepted it, and nodded for the first time, as a greeting to him.

Song Shu turned his head silently, hoping that Song Anan would never know the truth.

Yan Zhuo has nowhere to go, and she still has to pay for the board and lodging at Zhou's wife's house these days.It was late now, Song Shu asked him if he was talking about numbers today or tomorrow.He was a little embarrassed, but he still asked cheekily: "Well... I don't have any money on me. I wonder if your workshop is still short of people?"

Seeing his embarrassment, Song Shu laughed.

He also said that he didn't run away from home, I'm afraid it's almost the same.If he really came out to serve as an official, although his Yan family was no better than the Yang family, it would not make his descendants so hard-pressed.This can be seen from the clothes on his body and the box full of books.

"Come and live at my house. The east room in our backyard is still vacant. We usually eat and store some sundries. It's more than enough for one person." Song Shu said.

"Really?" Yan Zhuo's eyes lit up instantly.

"And the money owed to Mrs. Zhou, I'll pay it back for you in a while." Song Shu said again.

Yan Zhuo was so excited that he almost burst into tears: "Song Silang, you are my second-born parent. What do you want me to do in the future, I, Yan, will definitely go through fire and water!"

"Hehe, there is no need for the future, and there is no need for you to go through fire and water." Song Shu smiled, "Let's start tomorrow. I want to build a school, but I happen to be short of a teacher."

Song Shu had long wanted to set up a school to eliminate illiteracy.

90.00% of the people in this era are illiterate, and even close to [-]% in rural areas.It doesn't feel like just planting land, but if you want to share a method of farming, it will be troublesome.If you know how to read, you can easily write it down, and you can see it even in distant villages. But if you don't know how to read, you can only rely on word of mouth, and the speed and accuracy are much worse.

This virtually also affected the development of farming technology.

Another example, like their Song family has to hire a job from time to time.If everyone can read and write, he writes a notice and pastes it at the entrance of the village, and everyone who comes and goes will see it immediately, so there is no need to go out to shout every time.

Song Shu made a lot of money in the wave of garlic yellow and soybean sprouts, which was solid gold.

With money and enough confidence, he wanted to try to set up a school, even if he lost money, it didn't matter, anyway, his other three workshops were still making money and could afford it.Unexpectedly, as soon as this idea was put on the agenda, such a free teacher came.

Born in an aristocratic family, he not only knows poetry, but also arithmetic.It just so happens that the Chinese class and the math class are held together, a two-pronged approach.

Song Shu patted Yan Zhuo on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I will cover all your food and lodging, and I will also teach you the number symbols you want to learn. You can teach here for free for a year or two, and I won't charge you either." It's done."

Yan Zhuo didn't have time to think about it, and was carried into the Song family's yard by Song Shu on his shoulders.

After the morning boxing the next day, Song Shu talked about the school.

As for the private school, there used to be one in the village next door to them. Song Shu used to lie under the window sill to eavesdrop when he was a child, but after the war broke out, the private school disappeared.In fact, when there is a private school, these villagers may not be able to go to it. It has to be completed, and they don't have that much money.

"How much does Shuxiu cost, is it valuable?" someone asked.

They also suffer from illiteracy.If they knew how to read, the sons of their family who went to serve in the army would not even have a letter from the family for a year and a half. After all, some households received the letter from the family, and they still couldn't understand it.

"Don't stop repairing." Song Shu said, "You can do the work for our family."

"How to calculate?"

"It's simple, come here every ten days and do a day's work, such as plowing the land, chopping bamboo, etc., and then you can go to class." Song Shu said, "Every evening, Mr. Yan will hold classes here, teaching literacy and arithmetic."

"One ten days a day? What if I did it in your workshop?" Someone asked again.

"It's the same, you can do it for nothing in one day." Song Shu said.

The villagers around him were talking about it.

Farmers, young or old, male or female, all have to work. If you want to provide a scholar, you will not only lose a strong labor force, but also have to pay for repairs, pens, inks, papers and inkstones.If you read well and get a good reputation, it is like a dog ascending to heaven, but ninety-nine out of ten, you will not be able to become a high-ranking official and earn money, and then you will have to take the livelihood of the whole family.

And like Song Shu who teaches in the evening, they can work during the day and study in the evening. They can read and read without delaying farm work. Even Shuxiu can be paid for by work, which is very economical for farmers. up.

If there is a young gentleman in the family who is a little bit talented, he will start his training here first, and then send him to the county school when he has a little bit of talent. There will be a lot left.

"Well, okay."

"I'm here, what do I want to do?"

A few people responded first, and then more and more people nodded.Some of them want to read by themselves, and some want to send their children here.

"Can girls read?" Cui Wuniang, who was standing behind, suddenly raised her voice and asked.

"Of course, both men, women and children are welcome." Song Shu said.

As soon as the words came out, the young ladies and women in the village were all excited. Just now they only thought that their brothers or children and grandchildren would come, but now they even have a chance. This girl went to school, but it was the first time she heard .

"Whatever book a woman reads, she can just take her children with her." Someone said.

"You can't even take care of your children, so what books are you still reading?" Immediately, a pungent little lady retorted.

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Song Shu interrupted quickly and introduced Yan Zhuo, so that everyone would have more respect for this airborne gentleman.

Many people have heard of the Yan family in Cangzhou. It is a real rich family that has lasted for hundreds of years.A person from such a family is going to be their husband.

The villagers present were a little excited.It happened that Yan Zhuo was pushed out by Song Shu, and he was immediately surrounded by inhumane crowds.

The matter of the school was finalized in this way, and Song Shu was also a little excited.When most of the villagers can read and write, it will be much more convenient for him to do business. He can distribute leaflets, advertise, and make a price list to post on the door, saving a lot of time to quote prices and introduce products every day. I came in person, but I was too tired to watch.It is better to literacy for the villagers.

And it's a really good deal.Bao Yanzhuo's board and lodging, he has a teacher, and with a teacher, he can open a school, and after opening a school, many people will work for him for free.The villagers were literate, and he saved a lot of wages. Such a win-win business is really refreshing.

On that day, many people came to Song Shu, expressing their willingness to work voluntarily in exchange for the opportunity to read and write.Song Shu wrote down their names one by one, and arranged for a few of them to plow the land that day.

Those people wanted to go to raise the cows, but Song Shu took them to the newly built workshop.

"This is a substitute farming frame. You don't need animal power, you can use your hands." Song Shu said.Next to the carpenter's house that has been built, there is a warehouse, in which several such farming frames are placed.

"Plow the land without animal power? Song Silang, are you serious?" The 1 people who came didn't believe it. If they didn't know Song Silang's character, they would have thought he was deliberately making things difficult.In the most difficult days before, most of them did not have cattle, and indeed plowed the land bit by bit by human power. Every spring plowing seemed to take half their lives. There were countless blisters on their shoulders and hands, and there was not even a piece of good skin.

"Really." Song Shu nodded, and asked them to put a substitute tillage frame on the cart and push it to the field for testing.

This generation of farming frame is quite large, and it is even more conspicuous when it is tied to the cart.Someone with sharp eyes saw that Song Shu was also in the line of pushing the scooter, and knew that this big guy was not that simple.

Recently, Song Shu built a carpenter's workshop, where Master Peng lived, and several carpenters and blacksmiths from nearby villages. The walls of their yard were so high that everyone couldn't see what was inside, but they all guessed, Song Silang It's time to make something new.

Looking at it now, this thing is actually related to the cultivated land, which is a major matter related to the livelihood of the farmers, and many people followed the doorway immediately.

When they arrived at a field of the Song family, Song Shu commanded the people to set up two herringbone-shaped wooden frames facing each other at the two ends of the field. Each of the two wooden frames had a pulley, and a rope was wrapped around the middle of the pulley. The iron ring can be freely disconnected from the drag hook on the plow.Both ends of each pulley were pressed with crossed wooden handles. Song Shu asked them to stand next to two human-shaped wooden frames, and pull each other alternately, so that the plow could move.It can be easily cultivated with only one person supporting it.

"It's so easy," said the man holding the plow.This plow is three times as wide as an ordinary ox plow. It is made of iron and can plow very deeply.If animal power was used, it would take two cows to pull it, but now he only supported it with one hand, and he started plowing smoothly.

"Hey, it doesn't take much effort to pull this potter's wheel." The man beside the humanoid frame said.

This generation of plow frame looks clumsy, but it is quite easy to use. Although it takes a lot of work to move it, its plow is as wide as an ox can walk three times.Moreover, with oxen plowing, the oxen are not always obedient. If they lose their temper, it is useless to use a whip, which will delay the work.There is no such problem in the sub-farming frame, there are three people, and the work is easy, and it can be done by men, women or children.

"This thing is practical," said Sun Qilang, who was standing by the field and watching.

"Every household of ours now has a young labor force. With this plow tool, our fields can be plowed completely."

"The two frames are okay, but the plow is made of iron, so it costs a lot of money."

"Is it okay to use wood? Or the plow we already have?"

"This may be a solution, but how can our plow be so wide? I don't know how much these two frames cost."

Song Shu was also standing at the edge of the field, and the villagers all looked at him, and he realized that he was surrounded again.

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Note: For the description of Daigengjia, refer to the 9th volume of Bai Shouyi's "General History of China" in the Middle Ages and Ming Dynasty 07

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