Gong Yumingxi was amused: "Isn't this how most people live their lives? Even rich families often live like this. Even those who have hot springs at home can add a few more fresh green vegetables in winter."

Speaking of this, Gong Yumingxi said with a solemn face: "What's so special about you and your second brother, including the storage space, is that our family knows about it, but we must never mention it in front of outsiders."

Qixun smiled and said, "Even if mother didn't tell me, my second brother and I wouldn't even say a word to outsiders." After saying that, he continued the previous topic, "In my last life, no matter how poor a family was, it would be difficult for them to live in winter.

You can also eat all kinds of fresh vegetables here. There are so many varieties, so you can basically eat whatever you want.”

The whole family was very surprised: "No matter how prosperous your people were back then, they wouldn't be like this, right? How do you grow fresh vegetables in winter? Can you supply everyone?"

"Greenhouse planting is a transparent space built with plastic film or glass. Vegetables are grown inside. Because there is light, the temperature in the greenhouse can be guaranteed in a closed environment without affecting the growth of plants. Therefore, no matter what season the green vegetables are,

It can be bought all year round, and ordinary people can afford it. But let’s forget about plastic film. Even if it can be produced, we can’t produce it. It will cause too much damage to the environment. Plastic was invented in the first place

Many people regretted it and committed suicide. Of course, its uses are great. Just plastic. But glass, which is what you call colored glaze, I can make. Speaking of glass, Xiao Wu was born into a wealthy family in his previous life.

, it should be common. At that time in my last life, ordinary civilian glass was extremely cheap, the production cost was very low, and the process was not complicated. No matter how poor the family was, they could afford it. When I get the glass out, our family will build it.

If we build a glass house, we will have fresh vegetables to eat in the winter. Also, when we build a new house, all the windows will be made of glass. This will make the house very bright. Otherwise, when the weather gets cold and the windows are closed, the inside of the house will be bright.

It’s pitch black.”

At this point, she shook her head and sighed: "That's why dad must go to high school this time. If he doesn't become an official, I won't be able to get out the glass."

Gong Yuhao wondered: "What kind of glass are you doing? What does it have to do with dad being an official?"

Lingyu thought for a moment and understood the twists and turns, and explained to her immortal second brother: "Although the fourth sister said it is ordinary, glass is a rare thing even from the Gonghou family of my time.

Not to mention now. If we could really make it, how much profit would it be? If our family had no backers, who wouldn’t be jealous? It would be life-threatening to make it. There are so many people in this world who kill themselves for a little money.

Already."

Gongyu Mingxi and Lingsu also nodded.

Gong Yuhao frowned: "Is it so troublesome?"

He understood the truth as soon as he thought about it. But this feeling was particularly unpleasant.

While eating, he said: "Mortal generals are very powerful. How about I join the army? I will get a title later, and then I won't have to worry about anything."

How could Gong Yumingxi be willing to let his son go to the army to earn his life? Although his son was reincarnated as a god, isn't he now a mortal?

She probably understood that her son was a rebellious one, and she was really afraid that he would become a soldier. She then said: "The empire has become so powerful, and thousands of dynasties have come to congratulate it. How can there be wars now? If there are no wars, how can you perform meritorious service? You are honest.

Just stay at home."

This is actually a lie to his own son.

There may not be major domestic battles, but there will definitely be small battles. The northern border is not stable.

Gong Yuhao was noncommittal.

He actually has no interest in being a general, but he is a mortal now. If he wants to protect his family, he cannot beat them to death one by one. He must have some power. Even gods pursue power, let alone mortals.

When he was a god, he was controlled by others because he had no power, let alone mortals.

Think about it, Erlang Shen Yang Jian is so majestic, not because of his good feet. Even though his mother was imprisoned for falling in love, Erlang Shen, with his background, still holds heavy troops and guards the mouth of the Guanjiang River. He will not listen to orders.

Ling, this is a prince in the mortal world, powerful and powerful. He has also become a Taoist deity, worshiped by all people.

When he had a fight with Erlang Shen, he suffered a loss because he had no one with strong weapons and magic weapons.

If you have no power, where can you get good things?

If Erlang Shen wasn't powerful, how could he have such a good weapon?

It can be seen that power is necessary.

It doesn't matter to him. But if he sits in a high position, wouldn't his parents, brothers and sisters be able to live comfortably?

He was impatient to read Nao Shizi's books, and he would definitely not pass the scientific examination to become an official, and he couldn't handle the tortuous work of literati. On the contrary, people in the military were more straightforward. He was not afraid if he had the ability.

Can't be promoted.

Even though Brother Monkey appears to be blaming the sky and the earth, isn’t this what everyone needs from him?

In fact, he understood those twists and turns.

He was just too lazy to think about it.

When it came to joining the army, even though Qixun was a soldier in her previous life, she didn't speak up for her second brother.

In fact, the soldier she is now is not the same as the soldier she was in her previous life.

After being persuaded by Gong Yumingxi, although Gong Yuhao made up his mind to find an opportunity to join the army, he did not want to say more.

After dinner, it was getting dark. There was no entertainment now, and we were tired after a long day. We washed up and went to bed.

Go to bed early and get up early.

The rain stopped the next day, the air was fresh, and the poor family was in a good mood.

Lingsu and Gongyu Mingxi made breakfast. After everyone washed up, they started eating.

Not long after breakfast, when the sun came out, Gong Yuhao put on the outer clothes that Lingsu had dried for him and said to his mother and sisters: "Mom, I'm going to go for a walk in the mountains and see if I can bring back some game. I'll improve it."

Our food.”

The clear soup was so watery that I really couldn’t eat it.

Qixun actually wanted to follow her, but she didn't have the clothes to go out, so she had to give up and huddle on the kang.

Gong Yumingxi waved his hand: "You can go if you want, and pay attention to safety. It just rained yesterday and the mountains are humid. Don't get your clothes wet, or they will freeze. Although we have your third sister in our family now

The little miracle healed me, but if I get sick, I will suffer, right?"

Although Brother Monkey felt that it was absolutely impossible for him to get sick with his physique, he still agreed.

After he left, Gongyu Mingxi took out the silk cotton and fabrics he bought yesterday to make clothes.

Qi Xun never learned how to cut clothes in his previous life, and he never learned how to do it in this life.

However, Lingsu and Lingyu both learned well in their previous lives, so they followed Gongyu Mingxi to work.

Qixun thought about the fact that his family had no money now, but there were two boxes of rescued books at home.

One of the boxes contained medical books left by my grandfather.

Qixun then said to Gong Yumingxi: "Mom, do you have any paper and ink at home? How about I make a few copies of the medical books left by my grandpa and sell them to the medical clinic?"

The ancients valued skills very much, because for them, skills were the ability to make a living, an inheritance that a family relied on for survival, and would not be passed on to outsiders easily.

Therefore these books are extremely valuable.

But Qixun has no such concept.

The faults in many traditional techniques are caused by the lack of self-preservation of brooms.

For example, medical skills, which are passed down to treat illnesses and save lives, actually have to be spread as widely as possible.

Besides, Chinese medicine has extremely high requirements for talent. It doesn’t mean that just because you have medical books, you will have great medical skills.

In the previous life, everyone graduated from the nine-year system, but there were not so many people who couldn't pass the double first-class exam. Otherwise, why would so many people shout "Tongyijiu, Ru Hexiu"? It's just full of sadness and indignation. {Already at 8:18
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