Day after day, two months passed in the blink of an eye.
During these two months, Zhang Shengli went to school almost every day.
The school that originally had only a few people now has more than thirty people.
There were young people and children, but they were all men, not a single woman.
Today's schools are no longer the open-air ones of the past, but have simple buildings, and even the floors are paved with stones.
Zhang Shengli is no longer the novice he was two months ago. At this time, he can roughly read a lot of text, at least he no longer has any obstacles in writing.
But he still couldn't understand the Fire Palm.
Just like Tang Rou said, the content seemed simple and there were very few words, but he had to pick out and understand each word, so he didn't dare to try to practice it easily.
On this day, Zhang Shengli held a dagger in his hand and a piece of bamboo slip, and kept carving.
At first, the advice given to him was to write directly on paper, but he refused to agree.
He had never noticed it before, but after two months of practice, he suddenly found that carving words on bamboo slips was much more fun than writing on paper.
Although it is slow, it can deepen his memory and exercise his patience. At least in the past two months, his spiritual consciousness has increased a lot.
"My lord!"
At this time, Cangshi led a group of people down the mountain. There were several carriages at the foot of the mountain, and the carriages were filled with fruits.
"I've been going there quite frequently recently!" Zhang Shengli raised his head and glanced at Cangshi.
Cangshi laughed: "The fruits have matured recently and the vegetable harvest is also good, so I have to make more trips."
"You didn't have any trouble?"
"What's the trouble? We are now considered to be respectable people. The Lord of Dahuang City entertains us time and time again and serves us delicious food and drinks. Everyone wants to have fun."
Zhang Shengli shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said, "Every time you enter the city, you are always received by Chi Yang?"
"It's not that bad. Chiyang has always wanted to buy our fruits, but he has been unable to buy them. He always wants to curry favor with us."
"Oh?" Zhang Shengli became interested: "Our fruit is not enough for the senior officials of Dahuang City?"
"That's not true. Our fruits are rarely sold in Dahuang City now."
"Where are they sold?"
"Outside!" Cang Shi became excited when he mentioned this: "That old man Shi is very powerful. He has contacted vendors outside and will ship a batch to outside every month. The price is ridiculously high."
"People from outside?" Zhang Shengli put away the dagger and bamboo in his hand and stood up: "People from outside now enter Dahuang City once a month?"
"At least once a month, the specific matters are discussed by the movie sister, and we just deliver the goods."
"Sister Ying?" Zhang Shengli twitched the corner of his mouth, waved his hand and said, "Go ahead, go back early, and I will find a way to get you a storage device later to save you the trouble of going back and forth."
Cang Shi's eyes lit up, but then he shook his head: "That's not possible, Mr. Qu doesn't even have it. How can we ask for it first? If we have it, we have to hold on to Mr. Qu and Sister Ying first."
Hearing Cang Shi's name and looking at the slightly weathered face of the other party, Zhang Shengli felt awkward for a while.
He has never intervened or asked about the fruit.
What he does every day now is to study and transplant new varieties when he has time to prepare for expanding the planting range of crops next time.
Seeing Cang Shi leading a group of people away happily, Zhang Shengli did not continue to carve words, but walked down the mountain.
Now corn can be planted again, and peanuts are starting to take off.
After a while, crops will be everywhere within ten miles north of Dahuang Mountain. Even if the harvest is not good, it will be enough to cover all the expenses of Dahuang Mountain.
Only four to five thousand people can be supported within a ten-mile area. Adding in the entire Dahuang Mountain, it can be said that the current Dahuang Mountain is a small agricultural base.
Before this man could reach the bottom of the mountain, Zhang Shengli met the three girls Tang Rou who were coming up from the bottom of the mountain.
The three of them were talking and laughing, their clothes flowing elegantly, and for a moment Zhang Shengli was fascinated.
However, except for Gu Xuan, the other two people seemed not to have seen Zhang Shengli, and just passed by him without saying a single hello.
Zhang Shengli touched his nose and was a little confused about the situation for a while.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, a ray of light pierced the sky and flew directly into the hands of Tang Rou who had just left.
Forehead!
Zhang Shengli now had to bite the bullet and step forward.
"Whose letter?"
However, after Tang Rou took the letter talisman, she glanced at it and handed it to Fang Ying.
"Go back to her directly. There are only so many vegetables for now. If you buy in large quantities, you have to wait another half month."
No one answered Zhang Shengli.
Tang Rou and Fang Ying were so focused on how to reply to the letter that they had no time to worry about Zhang Shengli.
Gu Xuan, who was on the side, saw that her master was a little embarrassed, so she quickly replied: "It's a letter from Miss Cuicui of the Flower Shop."
Zhang Shengli nodded, stepped forward and took a look at the contents of the letter.
"Actually, we can make requests to her?" Zhang Shengli said tentatively.
"What's the request? Information sharing?" Fang Ying glanced at Zhang Shengli.
Snap!
Zhang Shengli clapped his hands and said: "Yes, it is information sharing. They have a wide range of sources of information. We are in this wilderness and have no idea about the news from the outside."
"They are short of vegetables, and we are short of information. It doesn't matter if vegetables can be sold cheaper, but information must be shared."
Listening to Zhang Shengli's boastful talk, Fang Ying looked on with cold eyes, and Gu Xuan smiled and said nothing.
Instead, Tang Rou chuckled: "This matter has been cleared up a long time ago. What news do you want to know?"
"Get through?" Zhang Shengli was stunned for a moment, a little unbelievable.
For two months, I concentrated on studying writing and didn't care about these things at all. Now that I got the confirmation, I looked in disbelief.
"Yes, it was opened more than a month ago. Now Xuan is mainly responsible for recording information, sorting it out, and putting it in a special place. If you want to know any information, you can go there directly to check it."
Zhang Shengli became excited.
Looking at the three women, he didn't know how to thank them for a moment.
"Is there any news about the Qingyang Mountains?" Zhang Shengli turned his attention to Gu Xuan.
After hearing this question, the other two people also turned their attention to Gu Xuan.
The two women understood Zhang Shengli's thoughts, but Gu Xuan didn't understand.
"The Qingyang Mountains have not been very peaceful recently, and Phosphorescent City has begun to ask for help."
"So serious? Only Phosphorescent City?"
"Currently, only Phosphorescent City is affected, and there are no serious problems in other cities."
Zhang Shengli frowned.
Donghua Gate and Phosphorescent City are separated by the Qingyang Mountains, but both are adjacent to the Qingyang Mountains. If Phosphorescent City is dangerous, then Donghua Gate should also be in danger.
He glanced at the two girls who were equally confused and said, "I know, you guys go ahead and get busy, I have to go out for a while."
Where to go? Of course, it was to go to the Qingyang Mountains. He couldn't pry Su Zhenxian's mouth from the outside, and the defense was tight. If he wanted to know the current situation of Donghua Gate, he could only go directly to the Qingyang Mountains.