There is something bad about the Guanzhong Plain, and the wind is always tight. Even if the vegetation is lush and the strong winds are still flying all over the sky, which is very annoying.

Legend has it that the emperor divided the five-color earth, with loess as the most precious, and Huangdi is the most respectable, and can produce chestnut rice and nourish the people. Bai Dong didn't believe it, but the rice in Northeast China is delicious, so what's the good thing about loess? Because of Huangdi? I'm so superstitious! After going to the field to see it myself, I realized that the loess of this era are the most fertile. A handful of pinching it seems to produce oil, and you can smell the strong smell of earth. Bai Longye proudly said to him, this is the best land! Do you know? There is only black soil like the bitter and cold land like Yan State.

It would be good to have two harvests, and the yield per mu is less than one stone, and the chestnut rice grown cannot be eaten. It tastes like ice and slag in your mouth! Ping'anlang, you are the nobles of our clan. Now that you have the best land, the tribe members will no longer have to tie up their belts for the winter. If there were such a yellow land one day earlier, your cousin would not have starved to death... As he was talking, he cried and picked up the loess and stuffed it into his mouth. Bai Dong couldn't stop him. He had not yet praised the loess for being so fragrant and plump, and could block his stomach.

Bai Dong really wanted to tell Mr. Bai Long that the soil that can block his stomach is grayish-white, called Guanyin soil. There are no Guanyin these days, and I don’t know what it is. I can’t eat too much of that kind of thing, otherwise I will not be able to get out of shit and die. But looking at Mr. Bai Long’s enthusiasm for one bite left and one bite right, it’s useless to know that it’s useless to stop it. Forget it, let the old man enjoy it for a few bites. It’s okay to eat less, and it also helps digestion. The chickens are like this...

Bailong was eating loess, while the children in the clan were teasing yellow shit. They ate good chestnut noodles, and the shit they pulled out was of course golden. When they were still hot, they were picked up by the clan craftsmen and steamed on the steamer. When the steaming changed slightly, they were mixed with loess in a certain proportion. The rammed courtyard wall was extremely solid and only a year later, even the crossbow could not penetrate.

The Neihu, named "Shuimuhu" by Bai Dong, has been excavated. The fields delivered by the corporal officials are pretty good, surrounded by canals, and are not far from Baijiazhuang. The Neihu passes directly from the canal. In this way, as long as the canal is cut off and upstream flows in the canal, water can be stored into the lake. In drought, lake water can be used, which not only obtains the benefits of Feng Shui, but also is equivalent to building a small reservoir.

Bai Dong has already drawn the pattern of the water truck and handed over it to the carpenter. As long as the wood pin is opened, it can be driven by wind. The car starts the lake and turns it into the pipeline. The pipes are made of bamboo and spread to every household. Even if tap water is used two thousand years in advance, it is clean and hygienic and saves effort. When there is a drought, manpower can be added to turn water into the canal, which is very convenient. Isn’t it said that Gongshu has asked his mentor Yu? Isn’t it too much for Guiguzi’s disciple to design a water truck?

A lie will become the truth after being told a thousand times. Now even Bai Dong believes that he is a student of Guiguzi, and he is still fascinated by the legendary Qingxi. I don’t know when I will meet the teacher?

The Neihu has only dug a half, and the digging of soil is used to tamp the wall. Cao'er took Sang Wazi and Gou Zuozi, two small tails, and walked around the lake. He couldn't see the rippling waves of the lake, and the fat fish had no shadow. He was disappointed. He looked up and saw more than 20 children sticking their butts on the side and shitting. His eyes lit up and pinched his nose and gave an order: "Gou Zuozi Sang Wazi, aren't you two only fourteen years old? You are also children, why don't you go shit!" He didn't think about himself, but he was only thirteen, and he was a girl at any time, so how could he command other people's eldest son to shit?

Sang Wazi and Gou Shengzi looked at each other and their faces turned red. After all, they were bigger than Cao'er, and their innocence gradually faded, and their hearts were about to arise. If Cao'er's thoughts were clear streams, they would have been Jinsha River long ago. How could they be willing to line up in front of Cao'er to shit? They had to look at Bai Dong eagerly, hoping that he could stop Cao'er's life.

After grabbing Cao'er, Bai Dong began to teach this little girl earnestly. It's really impossible not to educate her. This girl has been spoiled by herself. In the past, she used to be cute and made children from the tribe such as Sang Wazi fall under the pomegranate skirt, and she looks like a child king. She goes up the mountain to dig birds and goes down the river to fish, and digs a trap to harm people and do everything evilly. Now, adults are even more difficult to control her for their own sake. Now they have developed to encourage a big boy like Sang Wazi to poop in public. Is this going crazy?

Bai Dong did not agree with modern sexual education ideas. If he had known the mystery of the body, "sex" was not a terrifying thing... it was nonsense! We Chinese should have the appearance of Chinese. The contemporary government is too wise, so we have to support and attack Dong. Finally, people like Jingjian completely cut off their thoughts!

Isn’t it just that he is talking a little heavier? Cao'er pouted and was about to cry. He felt distressed. He couldn’t continue. Bai Dong sighed. This is the sorrow of the out-of-school children... In modern times, Cao'er should have graduated from elementary school, but he is still illiterate now. Look at the straight eyes of Sang Wazi and Gou Zuozi, and look at the children in the clan who are "the wind blows the butts and shits on the lakeside". He suddenly feels ashamed. He just wants to dig a lake and build a platform to sing a big show, saying that it is a ancestral temple and a ancestral hall. Isn’t the modern people’s idea of ​​pursuing pastoral life? Bai Longye and his clansmen regard themselves as nobles and lucky stars in the clan. This is how nobles act? Education is a century-old plan! It seems that family education must be done first, so that Cao'er can read, and her eyes will shift from the naked butt of the opposite sex to the ocean of knowledge. That’s the idea!

Cao'er wasn't really crying, she was just pretending, her acting was comparable to Xiulan and Deng Bo'er. Suddenly, she saw that her brother stopped scolding her, and her eyes were still dazed. She immediately became worried. She pulled Bai Dong's hand and began to admit her mistake in a slight voice: "Brother, Cao'er was wrong. Cao'er won't let Sang Wazi and the others take off their pants in the future..." Sang Wazi and Gou Shengzi nodded violently, saying that if Cao'er asked him to take off his pants and shit in the future, they would refuse decisively.

"Oh, it's not a big deal about Cao'er, it's a big deal about brother."

"No, it's Cao'er's fault. Brother Cao'er still crying...ah, what is that? It's Grandpa Bai Chi, like a king, haha!" Bai Chi has protested many times, just ask Cao'er to call him by his name, but Cao'er just doesn't like it. When he sees an old person, he should call him grandpa. This made Bai Dong very comforted.

Bai Chi carried a hard and black thing on his back, and he looked like an old turtle. When he heard Cao'er's words, he could only smile bitterly: "Master, this 'iron pot' was just made. I was afraid that the people below would be unstable, so the old slave had to carry it himself. It looked like an old turtle, but it would be a blessing for the heroine to smile."

"Bai Chi, I have long wanted to tell you that there are not so many rules in my family. How ugly is the master and mistress? It's okay to call me master, but Cao'er is still young. I'll call her Miss Cao'er from now on, and I'm happy to listen."

"Miss? Is this also taught by Mr. Guigu? The master's words are so fresh that the old slave is happy..."

"Okay, okay, take off the iron pot quickly and find a servant to send it to the kitchen. How heavy is it, aren't you tired to carry it?"

Bai Dong waved his hand and asked Cao'er and the others to continue playing, lowered his voice and asked, "Did you see yam when you go to Liyang this time?"

"Of course I saw it, and I also saw bitter wine... Miss. The old slave told Yam without missing a word about what the master told me. Yam also asked Lao Nu to tell me that it was the master's great kindness and virtue. He and his daughter would never forget this life. If they cannot repay this life, they would also be the cattle and horse of the Bai family in the next life..."

"Haha! Brother Bai has indeed never forgotten the bitter wine. He just returned to Liyang and was going to meet the beautiful woman?"

Bai Dong was about to explain Bai Chi a few more words when he saw Jing Jian walking from a distance with a smile. It was obviously five or six feet away, but I don’t know how this guy heard Bai Chi talk. He was really a talented person who was engaged in intelligence.

Ps: Today is more than 5,000 words, please recommend some collections, willow catkins are coming up again, it looks good, but it is actually desolate. If you don’t recommend more collections, the light and dark feel so desolate, it’s bitterer than bitter wine...

.Thanks to the 'Wings of Fire',''Tanshui River Ferryman',''Ming Mirror Stop Water111''Iceland'''ytgygytr'
Chapter completed!