Any new ideas or new systems are all nonsense.

The only way to make the country strong and make the people live and work in peace and contentment is to develop productivity.

In the final analysis, the answer to all problems encountered in survival is to develop productivity.

The problems encountered in development can only be solved by development.

But now the flame that changes the times has been lit, which is the Gewu Research Class.

In the future, he will devote more energy to studying objects, lay a solid foundation for science as soon as possible, and then lead the world into the steam age.

As for the more advanced electrical era, let’s put it aside for now. I don’t know if it will be possible in my lifetime.

But he is not worried about this. As long as he lays a solid foundation for science and establishes scientific methodology, all of this will come true sooner or later.

When he was thinking about a bright future, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Fortunately, he was not walking fast before, so he was only dodged, and he held on to the wall of the carriage in time without falling.

However, he still said somewhat displeasedly: "What happened?"

Xu Shanying, who was driving, said: "Master, there is a child lying on the road."

Chen Jingke felt relieved and said, "Go and help him up."

Xu Shanying said with some embarrassment: "You'd better take a look."

Chen Jingke frowned slightly, what's so good about this? But he still opened the door curtain and looked outside.

Sure enough, he found a ragged child lying on the road, but he immediately noticed something unusual.

There were many flies lying on the child's body, but he lay motionless.

Is he dead? This may make him feel suffocated.

After careful observation, he found that the child's chest was rising and falling slightly, and then he breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that he was still alive.

Then he should be in a coma.

Thinking of this, he quickly said: "She must be in a coma, go and have a look."

Yan Feng, who was protecting him from the side, walked over in a few steps and was about to reach out to help him.

Unexpectedly, the child opened his eyes and took a look at him, and found that he was wearing unusual clothes and carrying a weapon, with a look of panic in his eyes.

Then he shouted in a weak voice: "Aye, mother, help me, I can still work, I can still work."

Although the voice was very weak, it was enough for Chen Jingke to hear, and his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer.

"Go and find someone to ask about his situation."

"Here." Yan Feng responded, went straight to a dilapidated house, knocked on the door and said, "Is there anyone there? I want to inquire about something."

No matter how hard he knocked on the door, there was no movement inside. He went to several different houses but no one answered.

But just now he clearly saw someone in these houses sticking their heads out.

Chen Jingke didn't want to wait when his life was at stake. He said directly: "If you don't open the door again, I will kick it open."

After receiving the order, Yan Feng also let go of his hands and feet. He first threatened him with words, and when no one opened the door, he kicked him.

The houses in this slum looked like they were made of paper. When he stepped down to open the door, the door frame was about to collapse.

The people inside finally didn't dare to hide anymore and said quickly: "Come on, come on, don't kick the door."

Although the voice came out, the person did not open the door. Instead, he asked through the door: "If you have any questions, noble sir, just ask, and I will answer honestly."

Yan Feng knew that they were afraid of evil people, so he pretended to be evil and said: "Whose family does that child outside belong to? Why is he lying on the road?"

The person inside replied: "It's a girl from the Hong family. Her back was broken due to exhaustion from working. Her mother threw her out to fend for herself when she was no longer useful."

Yan Feng frowned and said, "No one cares?"

People in the room said: "We all can't survive, so who cares? If you are rich, why don't you take her away? Giving her a stutter is her blessing."

Chen Jingke also heard this conversation and felt angry and helpless. He said to Yan Feng: "Come back. Since her family doesn't want her, let's take her away."

"Here." Yan Feng came over and picked up the frightened little girl.

However, at this moment, a woman in her thirties came out of nowhere and said, "What are you doing? This is my child. You want to snatch it away in broad daylight. Is there any way to do it?"

The child also showed joy when he saw her, and struggled and said: "Mom, save me, I can still work, I can still work."

Now Yan Feng didn't know what to do.

Chen Jingke knew this woman's intention, so he grabbed a handful of copper coins from the purse, about twenty coins, stretched out his hand and threw it at her feet, saying:

"Take the money and get out."

The woman's eyes were full of greed when she saw the money. She squatted on the ground and picked it up. For fear of omitting something, she checked it several times.

She picked up all the money and counted it several times, but she said unhappily: "You only have nineteen copper coins and you want to buy the daughter I have raised for eight years. You are acting like a beggar."

Chen Jingke just glanced at her and said: "Xu Shanying."

Xu Shanying understood in an instant, and pulled out half of his knife and shouted: "Get out."

The woman didn't dare to say another word, she was so frightened that she ran away crawling.

When the girl saw her mother being scared away, she was so frightened that she trembled and dared not speak when she saw the bright weapons.

Yan Feng then laid her down on the floor of the carriage, and Xu Shanying drove the vehicle away again.

When the little girl entered the carriage, a stench came, which almost made Chen Jingke gasp for breath. It took him a while to get used to it.

Looking carefully, the clothes on her body can no longer be called clothes, they are just a pile of rags and scraps of cloth, which can barely cover her shameful parts.

Her hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and her body was so dark that no trace of skin color could be seen.

Judging from her body shape, she is at most five or six years old, not even a little bit like eight years old.

No, it should be said that there is still some human form.

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