After Yuntao finished speaking, she felt that her words were high-sounding.

In short, this cement square is a trivial matter, and there is no need to cause such a big battle.

Jiang Xian nodded after hearing this.

"Xian'er will definitely learn from Uncle Yun!"

Even if this matter is revealed.

However, the craftsmen in the city heard this from somewhere and came to his door one after another to learn from his masters and learn this method of making cement.

Yun Huachun didn't care and asked Guan Dalang and the villagers to teach them.

These people all charge some tuition fees, except for the villagers.

Although the money from the villagers was confiscated, Yun Huachun asked the villagers to help build the road.

Yun Huachun asked the villagers to build all the roads around the village, including the road from their village to Nantong City.

A gray-white cement road covered with loess, winding all the way from south to north for several miles.

When the road was paved, villagers from all over the country came to watch.

Looking at the long and flat road, everyone felt very curious and went to Shigang Village to learn the art from a teacher.

At the same time, it also attracted many outsiders to Nantong.

It doesn't matter if you can't find the road. Walk around outside Nantong City and find the long, gray road.

Keep walking along that road and you will find Shigang Village, the place where you learn cement craftsmanship.

For this reason, many villagers rented out their spare houses to accommodate the apprentices who came and went.

The apprentices did not stay long, each stayed for four or five days at most, and then returned home satisfied with the skills they had learned.

Nantong Prefecture has developed commerce, and there are many businessmen traveling from north to south. Seeing the fresh cement floor in Nantong Prefecture, it is inevitable to be moved.

When I inquired about it, I found out that it was made by a craftsman, and the price was not expensive.

I was immediately excited and asked a craftsman to follow me back to my hometown to lay the floor.

As a result, those who learned the craft in Shigang Village found a way out.

Every day, people come from the city and ask them to go to surrounding counties or further afield to lay cement roads and yards.

Amid the sound of Lang Lang reading day after day in Chaoyang Academy, a cement road construction activity was launched vigorously in the south of Shanxi Province.

During the period, there were also craftsmen sent by the government.

Yun Huachun was so busy that he didn't care about what happened next on the concrete floor.

In the capital city, above the magnificent court hall.

A majestic old man in red court uniform took a step forward holding a wat board in his hand.

"Your Majesty, I have something important to report."

"What's important?" The old emperor looked at the old minister below through the layers of bead curtains.

"I have something to offer to Your Majesty!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a young eunuch came up holding a wooden chopping board covered with red satin.

Passing it into the hands of the old man in red court clothes, the old man directly opened the silk satin.

Expose the cement block inside.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes from above and below the court were staring at the concrete block.

What's this?

An ugly stone?

The backyard of the Jiang family in Jiangxi Prefecture.

In recent days, the Jiang family has hired an opera troupe to perform a birthday opera for Mrs. Jiang.

There were even more famous people in Jiangxi Mansion.

The children and their family members surrounded the courtyard, which was very lively.

Mrs. Jiang is the most senior elder, and the younger generation are very obedient and well-behaved when they see her, and they say a bunch of things to please the old lady.

However, no matter how good these words are, people's hearts are biased.

Mrs. Jiang's favorite junior is her granddaughter who is studying in Nantong.

Looking at the children in the yard, the old lady felt concerned and didn't know how her good granddaughter was doing.

"Old lady, word came from the front yard that the gift from the princess has arrived!" The housekeeper of the mansion hurried over.

"Is it Xian'er? Xian'er gave me a birthday gift?" Every wrinkle on Mrs. Jiang's face was filled with happiness.

"Yes! That's the princess!"

"Hurry up and show it to me!" Mrs. Jiang said hurriedly.

"...It's just that I'm worried that something is wrong, lest I offend the ladies around me."

Immediately, the ladies of the officials on the left and right said flattering words.

"The princess is so considerate at such a young age, the old lady is lucky!"

"I've never seen such a gift before. The gift the princess gave to the old woman must be great! How can you say it's a collision!"

So, the butler brought the gift up.

He watched a strong, dark-faced man in coarse cloth walk in with his head lowered. He knelt down in front of Mrs. Jiang with his hands and feet bound, kowtowed to her and said hello.

The originally lively courtyard suddenly fell silent, with only the Hua Dan on the stage still singing non-stop.

Old Mrs. Jiang took the medicated snuff used for calming down and took a gentle sniff to ease the turbulent emotions in her heart.

What kind of gift is this?

But after a while, the man explained his purpose.

She even brought a real gift from Jiang Xian, a pair of words she drew for her grandmother herself.

Seeing this painting, Mrs. Jiang felt relieved and even shed a few tears.

The man was taken down by the housekeeper, and the ladies in the yard praised Jiang Xian's paintings one after another.

Time flies by again, at the end of September, the weather becomes cooler and cooler.

The autumn harvest season was here, so Yun Huachun simply gave the children in the academy a seven-day holiday and asked them to help them go home and work to collect food.

The children in the front yard are on vacation, and so are the children in the backyard.

However, they can't go home during the holidays. In addition to their home being far away from the academy, they have other things to do.

Yun Huachun caught them all on the ridge of the field and said they knew about grains, but actually asked them to do some farm work.

As a result, the only ones who are really free in the academy are the White Dragon Envoys.

"Master, why don't we go out for a walk?"

"We've been here in Nantong Mansion for so long and we haven't gone out for a walk yet," Zi Xian suggested.

That day he hurried into the city and entered the academy and never went out again, but it left him feeling overwhelmed.

"What are you going for?" Li Qianchen asked without raising his head.

In recent days, he discovered some interesting books in the academy's library. Apart from eating and attending classes, he focused on these books every day.

This question really stumped me.

"You can go shopping anywhere, young master, let's go out and take a look."

After Li Qianchen heard this, he put down the book.

"Okay, I'll take you out and have a look."

After a while, Zixian looked at the farmers carrying burdens walking around in the mountains and fields, and the green sweet potatoes with vines all over the mountains and fields.

"Master, what am I doing here?"

Li Qianchen pursed his lips and smiled, "Don't you want to go out for a walk?"

"I heard that the dean has many rare and rare plants in his garden, and I have been fascinated by them for a long time. Instead of going outside to see other things, I would rather come to the mountains and forests behind here for a stroll."

"Okay, I'll listen to what you said, young master." Zi Xian scratched his head and was a little confused, but followed slowly.

Walking through these patches of woodland, Zixian did see a lot of fresh plants.

But when he walked to a sweet potato field that was being excavated, Zixian found that Li Qianchen was standing still.

"Master, what are you looking at?" Zi Xian glanced at it and asked curiously.
Chapter completed!