Zhang Shengli just waited for the middle-aged man.
He didn't speak again until the other party finished carving this sentence.
"Are you always like this?"
The middle-aged man was slightly startled, and then he realized that Zhang Shengli was still beside him.
"No, I only do this occasionally when I have free time."
"I see your house is built differently from others. Did you build it yourself?"
The middle-aged man glanced at his small courtyard and laughed: "Let the Lord laugh."
"At first mine was the same as theirs, but later I had more free time and started messing around with it."
Zhang Shengli smiled. This guy was very humble, which made him a little confused.
"Okay, you go ahead and do your work."
He didn't even drink the water, so Zhang Shengli said goodbye directly.
Just when I was walking out of the hospital, I suddenly remembered something.
"What's your name?"
"Zhu Liang!"
"What a name!" Zhang Shengli laughed.
Zhu Liang looked at Zhang Shengli's leaving figure, then looked at the untouched bowl of water on the tree stump, and frowned.
But Zhang Shengli, after leaving Zhu Liang's residence, went directly back to the mountain.
As people walked on the road, they were thinking about Zhu Liang's affairs.
It would be a pity if such a person was allowed to farm.
You must know that in this world, if you can read and write, you will be a rare talent.
Because Cangshi was literate, he was able to become the former minor leader of Dahuang Mountain.
But now that he has discovered Zhu Liang, it is naturally impossible for him to let him do hard work.
This is called making the best use of things and making the best use of people's talents.
So Zhang Shengli was thinking about how to arrange Zhu Liang's affairs all the way down.
When we reached the square at the top of the mountain, we met Tang Rou who was studying and Qi Feng who was teaching, and then we stopped.
"What are you thinking about? So entranced?"
"I just met a very strange person at the foot of the mountain."
"who?"
"Zhu Liang!"
"Is that the one whose house is built differently from others and stays at home all the time?"
"You know him?"
Tang Rou shook her head and said, "I don't know him. I heard people say that this person is very weird and wastes time on useless things all day long."
"That's not useless, he's doing research."
"What are you studying? Building a house?" Tang Rou laughed.
Qu Feng, who was on the side, also came over at this time and asked: "Did the Lord find any difference?"
Zhang Shengli nodded: "I just sat at his house for a while and found out that this person is a literary idiot. Outsiders say he stays at home and never goes out. In fact, he is carving bamboo slips at home."
"Carved bamboo slips?"
"That's right. Although I don't know how to read, it looks pretty good to me. The main reason is the large quantity. There are dozens of bundles of bamboo slips in the yard. The number is beyond my imagination."
"So many?" Qu Feng was also a little surprised at this time.
You must know that it is not often that these people enter the wilderness. It has only been a few months since they were driven into the wilderness.
If there are dozens of bundles of bamboo slips, it would be roughly one bundle per month. Calculating this, it is a bit surprising.
"Yes, and he understands etiquette and speaks tactfully."
Listening to Zhang Shengli's words and looking at his thoughtful look, Qu Feng asked: "What's your plan, Your Majesty?"
"I don't know now, I've been thinking about it."
At this time, Tang Rou suddenly interrupted and said: "Since he is knowledgeable, why don't we build a school and let him be the teacher of the school? Wouldn't it be great?"
"Teacher of the school?"
Zhang Shengli's eyes lit up and he said: "This is good, we can develop in this direction."
He felt a little proud because he knew that Tang Rou came up with this idea because it was for his sake.
I am illiterate and don’t know who to learn from. Now suddenly a learned person appears and builds a school on this mountain. Wouldn’t I be able to go to the school every day?
Looking at Zhang Shengli's eyes shining, Qu Feng seemed to have guessed something. He suppressed a smile and followed Zhang Shengli's lead, nodding in agreement.
"Then it's settled, find someone to tell Na Zhuliang, and if possible, we can start teaching tomorrow."
Zhang Shengli's words stunned the two of them.
"So urgent?"
"Is it urgent?"
"Don't we need to build a school? Otherwise, where can we study?"
"It's on the mountain. Let's start with carving and learning the characters. How else can we prepare?"
Tang Rou was a little speechless, and it was difficult to dampen Zhang Shengli's enthusiasm, so she could only nod in agreement.
"My lord, that Shi Jin is gone!"
"Just leave."
"Bring a basket of fruit back."
"So many? Is Fang Ying so generous?"
"Ying takes full responsibility for this matter, and I can't say anything about it."
"Just take him away, don't worry about him, but we have to pay attention to the Qingyang Mountains."
"Qingyang Mountains? That place is too far away from us. Why should we pay attention to this?"
Tang Rou understands Zhang Shengli, but Qu Feng does not.
In his opinion, the Qingyang Mountains are full of monsters and monsters and have nothing to do with humans. Why does the Lord have to pay attention to the Qingyang Mountains?
Originally he thought it was for Phosphorescent City, but now it seems that is not the case.
"The news brought by Shi Jin is that there have been three small-scale beast tides in Phosphorescent City."
Whoosh!
Qu Feng's expression changed.
He hadn't heard the word beast tide for a long time.
"Are the casualties serious?" Although Phosphorescent City was once destroyed, it was still his hometown. Hearing this, he naturally couldn't calm down.
"The details are not very clear, but since it has spread here, it means that the matter is not simple."
Qu Feng pondered for a moment, and then said: "But we can't even go out of the wilderness now, and we can't find out what's going on outside at all."
"There is no need to deliberately inquire. If possible, keep in touch with Shi Jin directly."
Speaking of this, Zhang Shengli suddenly thought: "Does the flower shop have many branches in Fengtian?"
"There are many, almost every city has their people."
"Isn't Miss Cuicui your sister-in-law? Since we have this relationship, why don't we keep in touch with her at all times? With her status in the flower shop, maybe we can contact the mysterious flower fairy."
Qu Feng looked a little weird, but he still said: "The information about the flower shop is indeed well-informed, but their information is for sale to outsiders. I'm afraid we can't afford the price."
"For sale news?"
Zhang Shengli was dumbfounded and looked at Qu Feng: "Isn't it possible to have a relationship like your sister-in-law?"
Qu Feng shook his head, but he seemed to have thought of something: "If the master goes up to contact Miss Cuicui, maybe things can be done."
"Shall I contact her?"
Zhang Shengli kept shaking his head and said: "I don't get along with her. That woman's mouth is too vicious. If I can't say a few words to her, I'm sure we'll get into a quarrel."
Having said this, Zhang Shengli turned his attention to Tang Rou.
"Look at what I do, I'm not familiar with her either."
These words put Zhang Shengli to shame. They already treated each other as sisters, but they were not familiar with each other?
However, he became interested in the flower-growing fairy.
If we can establish a good relationship with the other party, wouldn’t the source of this information be endless?