Author: The chef of 300 jin

At the beginning of the third month of the lunar calendar, the Guanzhong area is lush and lush with wild flowers. Some unknown trees are densely hung with various fine flowers, one after another, and the fragrance can intoxicate people.

On the fiefdom of Yangchuan's family, various crops were growing gratifyingly; the large area on the east bank of the Wei River gradually felt a little bit of the world's fireworks.

What a good fertile land, but because of the emperor's words, it became a bullshit "royal garden". Large areas of land were deserted for years, and naturally became a paradise for wild animals to appear.

Now that people come back to farm, the birds and beasts will naturally disperse.

The laws of nature have always been like this.

After the efforts of Yangchuan, Huo Qubing, Cao Xiang and others, the "military farming system" progressed very smoothly. More than 30 "villages" of all sizes have appeared on nearly 200,000 mu of fertile land.

Yangchuan likes to call it "village" and feels it is human.

In fact, they are military camps of varying sizes; these camps are built with unified construction standards and are rammed with giant trees, stones, loess, etc., and even the shapes of their walls, hanging buckets, arrow piles and watchtowers are basically unified.

The military households who farmed farmed during the day and trained at night, and formed their own grain protection team, forest protection team, hunting team, infrastructure team and agricultural reclamation team respectively.

The construction of the military camp was Huo Qubing's idea.

In each military camp, it was completely the work of Yang Chuan to establish a special grain protection team and forest protection team. The five teams he established soon came in handy—

After the training of the more than 200 people, they were immediately sprinkled by Yang Chuan, taking root and sprouting in every military camp, responsible for training the young and middle-aged military households.

All of this was done very well, and a "mobilization meeting" was generously convened and invited Zhang Tang to give a sentence.

It's indeed just one sentence.

Originally, Yang Chuan had prepared a speech for this guy, looking like thirty or fifty sentences.

As a result, Zhang Tang climbed up to the platform, glanced coldly, and said only one sentence: "Who commits a crime? Someone will kill you and pee..."

...

Cui Jiu went to Yanmen Pass in person; Guo Jie was sent to the Western Regions; Liu Ling moved back to Chang'an City.

Outside Yanmen Pass, there will be a strange deal, bringing back a group of Xiongnu horses.

In the Western Regions, a river will be dug up to the sky, and the useless Khotan jade seed material will be continuously delivered to Chang'an City.

Liu Ling was in his house in Chang'an City, and he had a lot of banquets all day long, with bustling traffic and bustling. The nobles came here and returned with great pleasure. Everyone seemed to have taken advantage of it...

All this fun has nothing to do with Yangchuan.

After being busy for more than a month, the menu has been written and the ingredients will be in place one after another. His little chef can finally breathe a sigh of relief and enjoy a leisurely life.

The 200,000 mu of military farms were orderly, and the servants were free from their lowliness and turned into "military households". They were full of energy and kept the fields in order.

Huo Qubing, Cao Xiang, Li Gan and others asked several times to move back to the Yang family farm to make a living, but Yang Chuan ruthlessly refused.

I finally had a little free time, and it was just a matter of teaching and educating people... Cough cough, it was just a season for teaching and educating people to do scientific research. It was annoying to think about it.

There was a rain last night, and the air was fresh, and you could taste a sweet smell with just one breath.

The courtyard of Yangchuan's home, the medicinal fields, vegetable gardens, flower beds and more than a dozen bushes of bamboos looked wet, shining brightly in the bright sunlight, and verdant.

Yang Chuan moved a small stool and sat on the edge of the vegetable garden in a daze. On his handsome face, a faint scar made him look a little handsome...

Liu Man tiptoed over and said softly: "My little brother Yangchuan, I am doing well today and finished my homework early. Otherwise, I will go to your attic tonight..."

Yang Chuan said lightly: "Okay, I'll add arithmetic question about the depth of the pool to you tonight."

Liu Man snorted, stomped his feet a few times, and got out.

Xiao Fei, how old is a person, his head is full of content that readers don’t like to read. If you don’t give me some colors, you still want to be arrogant?

Next, Narentoya and Zhang Anshi came to "hand over homework" one after another, and were sent by Yang Chuan for a few words.

Narentoya is a stubborn person. As long as you replace all arithmetic problems with horses, cows, sheep, etc., it will be bright and transparent at once, the algorithm is simple and the answer is accurate, and this is no treatment.

It was Zhang Anshi, however.

Well, this bad guy has finally learned his lesson recently. It seems that the lesson I learned last time was quite good. Yang Chuan planned to treat it three or five more times when necessary.

"Teacher, I want to learn your cooking skills," Zhang Anshi hesitated for a while and suddenly said: "I will work harder to do this book knowledge, but the teacher;

My father said, you also have some cooking skills that can be done in the bottom of the box. He asked me to ask the teacher, can I learn from you?"

Yang Chuan turned his head and looked at Zhang Anshi with a smile, and said quietly: "Your father won't say that, but since you want to learn it yourself, I can teach you too."

Zhang Anshi was overjoyed and was about to bow his hands to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Chuan's wave of his hand.

"If you learn the cooking technique from me, you must first mow the grass, chop the grass, and cut the grass. At the same time, you have to chop ten thrones of wood, carry fifty thrones of water every day, two hundred push-ups, and one hundred pull-ups."

Yang Chuan asked Youran: "This is the first step, can you persevere?"

Zhang Anshi bowed and said, "As long as I can learn real skills, I can bear the hardships."

Yang Chuan shook his head and smiled warmly, "The art of cooking is just a small way to make a living, but it is also a craft to support people;

Zhang Anshi, your father Zhang Tang gave you a good name. To stabilize the country and help the world, don’t let your father down.”

Zhang Anshi bowed deeply and said, "Thank you for your teachings."

Yang Chuan stood up, reached out and rubbed Zhang Anshi's head, and sighed, "I am only fifteen years old. Your call to me made Yang Chuan feel a little ashamed;

Let me do this, I will plagiarize a few words from the sages to give to you, and I will just regard it as my teacher’s hope for you.”

Zhang Anshi nodded quickly, looking very frightened.

Yang Chuan glanced at this bad timid, shook his clothes, pondered for a few words, and recited Zhang Hengqu’s “Four Sentences” in a very calm tone: “Set up your mind for heaven and earth, establish your destiny for the living and the people, carry forward your unique knowledge for the past sages, and bring peace to all ages.”

Then, in Zhang Anshi's stunned and shocked eyes, he stepped forward and gradually moved away, and disappeared in a flash.

Sample.

I also want to use the "kitchen technique" to test the "length and depth" of being a teacher, and recite a text that will make you a little villain...

...

Half an hour later, Yang Chuan appeared in the secret room at the end of a certain corridor.

"Young master, here you come."

"Hello, young master!"

When Tang Yi's father and a dozen or so young sons saw Yang Chuan coming, everyone's face immediately showed joy and they all stepped forward and bowed to salute.

Yang Chuan waved his hand and smiled, "Hurry up and I'll come and see everyone."

All the teenagers began to get busy.

"Young Master, they have made all the simple lathe you mentioned last time," Tang Yi's father was shirtless, sweating all over his face. It seemed that he was hitting the iron with a sledgehammer just now.

He poured Yang Chuan a bowl of clear water, held it in both hands, and said in a muffled voice: "However, using the pedal to drive the wheels to rotate, you can only polish some of the simplest things, and you can't drill holes into the iron block."

Yang Chuan was stunned and couldn't help laughing: "Uncle Tangyi, I want you to make a tool, almost like an axe, a saw, and a chisel..."

Look at these guys, they didn’t take care of it for a while and started to think about it?

I have to say that the so-called "technology tree" sounds so high-end;

In fact, isn't this the case?

As long as one person can create good conditions and point out the right development direction, and a group of people gather together, they can rush forward uncontrollably along a mysterious "track"...

Yang Chuan did not say much about the "difficult thoughts" of Tang Yifu and these thirty and half-old sons, but instead squatted beside a "simple lathe", observing and thinking carefully.

Yang Chuan admitted that the so-called "lathe" in front of him can only be regarded as a carpenter's "workbench", but many places are replaced by iron plates, steel rods, iron rulers, etc., which looks quite powerful.

"This slot is used to fix iron blocks," a young man named Ajiu introduced Yang Chuan the purpose of the lathe. His messy hair made Yang Chuan want to rub it a few times.

"Please look, these three iron pillars are specially used for bending," Ajiu looked very excited. "The last time we were fighting a cart, we couldn't handle the bent bows of the feet alone, so we could only cast them first and then polish them;

Now, you just need to put your foot in the slot, cover it with an iron pipe, gently pull it, pry it, and press it, and you can directly bend it to the arc we need..."

There are a variety of bent, punched, polished, cut... It seems that they can think of all the uses they can think of, and they have a hodgepodge?

Yang Chuan finally couldn't help it.

He stood up and cursed with a smile: "Did you guys eat too much shabu shabu recently? How could you design tools for yourself like this?"

Tang Yi's father and the half-boys all widened their eyes and looked at Yang Chuan in unison, with a trace of confusion on their faces.

"You have seen me cook and cook, have you ever seen me stew mutton, pork, deer jerky, duck meat, and cabbage, radish, sunflower, etc.?"

Yang Chuan pointed to the 'lass' and smiled and said, "That kind of meal that stews all the ingredients in a pot cannot be said to be wrong. The question is, are the stewed delicious?

It definitely doesn't taste delicious.

This is like this lathe you made by Bach. Can it be used by dozens and hundreds of people at the same time? This is one of them;

Secondly, for such a bulky lathe, we want to process a batch of things, for example, a batch of boxwood hard bows, what should we do?

So, think of a way to simplify it as much as possible, so that the people do not know it, then our task is done..."

Yang Chuan's recent roles are "tutors" of Liu Man, Narentoya and Zhang Anshi, so when you open your mouth, you can almost be considered "easy to understand".

Sure enough, after listening to what he said, these half-best boys understood immediately.

"Young Master means that we need to disassemble every tool we need, and then, after all the components are processed, they can be directly assembled together?"

Ajiu slapped her forehead suddenly and grinned, "Look at our pig's brain!"

Everyone laughed.

The atmosphere was very harmonious and joyful, which made Yang Chuan laugh out loud.

With these teenagers, Yang Chuan finally felt that he was still a fifteen-year-old boy, happy, transparent, and full of vitality...

"Everyone has been busy building things recently, and they are probably a little tired," Yang Chuan said with a smile. "I will take you to a spring outing early tomorrow morning and enter the Qinling Mountains."

The boys immediately cheered.

"Young Master, are you going to slaughter the sheep?" Tang Yi's father asked with a frown.

"No, we're going to dig stones this time," Yang Chuan said with a smile. "Remember to ask everyone to bring their luggage. In addition, we need to bring more steel chisels and chisels..."
Chapter completed!