The Song Dynasty on the Sand Table

Chapter 41 It’s him
Yue Wenxuan: "Then let's not take a photo together. I can just secretly take a few photos of him from a distance."

Old Li gasped, "What on earth are you trying to do? If you want to take secret photos, I suggest you take pictures of those young and pretty female students. There are still many beautiful women in Northwest A&F University. You don't need to target an old professor."

Yue Wenxuan: "I don't like school girls, I only like old professors... Ugh! You've got me straying from the topic. I didn't mean what you said. I just wanted to take a picture and leave."

Lao Li: "Really? Just take pictures and leave? No trouble?"

Yue Wenxuan: “Really!”

Lao Li: "One pound of clams, four abalone, one pound of shrimp, and one blue crab."

Yue Wenxuan: "Deal!"

The next day at noon, after a seafood feast, Old Li, with his mouth full of greasy food, and Yue Wenxuan, who was dressed politely, slowly walked into the gate of Southwest Agricultural University.

Lao Li led the way and the two went straight to the "bulletin board", where there was a huge wall with information about outstanding teachers posted on it.

Yue Wenxuan's eyes scanned the information of a large group of outstanding teachers.

Old Li pointed to an elderly woman with a kind smile and said, "This is my instructor. She's amazing. She's an expert in all kinds of agricultural knowledge and has won many awards."

But Yue Wenxuan's eyes fell on the photo of a white-bearded old man who looked a little fat. As long as he was dressed in a Taoist robe, he would be an old immortal with white hair and beard, and his image would be perfect.

A closer look at his profile reveals that Liao Guangrong, now 78, spent his youth as an educated youth in the countryside, teaching local farmers advanced agricultural knowledge, which significantly increased grain production at the Xiushan Agricultural Production Cooperative. He became proficient in the cultivation and breeding of a variety of crops, including rice, corn, wheat, maize, potatoes, and sweet potatoes. His teaching was exceptional, capable of transforming even the most underachieving classes into exceptional ones. He has been awarded numerous titles, including "National Model Teacher," "National Outstanding Teacher," and "National Advanced Worker in the Education System."

Yue Wenxuan: "That's it."

Lao Li: "Ah? This professor has never taught me, so I can't talk to him."

"It's okay, we agreed to take a secret photo." Yue Wenxuan raised the camera in his hand. He went to his parents' house specially and took out his father's beloved SLR camera. He also equipped it with the super long lens that his father used for "bird hunting". It could clearly capture the wrinkles on people's faces even from a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

Old Li led the way, and the two quickly found the old professor's office.

After squatting for a while, Yue Wenxuan finally seized the opportunity and took a 360-degree photo of the old professor.

After thanking Lao Li, I rushed to Cai Xinzi's model shop as quickly as possible to order an "Old Professor in Taoist Robe Figure".

A few days passed by in a flash.

Early in the morning, Gong Erniang and Qian Zhuoqun received the news that the "immortal weapon" had been successfully imitated. This was a great event. The two hurried to the door of the blacksmith's workshop and saw the immortal craftsman sitting in the middle, surrounded by a group of apprentices and rebel soldiers, passing around a brand new wolf-whip.

No one dares to touch the wolf-whip from the "fairyland", but the imitation wolf-whip does not have this problem, and everyone can't help but touch it.

Countless hands were working on the wolf-whip, and it would take less than half an hour to make it shine.

"Finally, I can replace the bamboo broom." A volunteer wolf-whip fighter's eyes were blazing with fire, and he wanted to pick up the wolf-whip and run away, but he also knew that there were more wolves than meat, and who knows how many people were eyeing it. If he dared to grab it, he would be beaten in a blink of an eye.

"I don't have to carry the little tree to fight anymore." Zhang Dashu was also in the crowd, his eyes also shining.

The other wolf-whip masters felt the pressure the moment they saw Zhang Dashu. They couldn't help but think: Zhang Dashu is a natural wolf-whip master. We're afraid we can't compete with him. The first wolf-whip will most likely be assigned to him. Sure enough, as soon as Madam Gong Er arrived, she loudly announced: "The Zhangjia Village team has killed the most enemies and made the greatest contributions in the first two battles. The first wolf-whip will be given to Zhang Dashu."

Everyone: "Hey!"

His tone was full of disappointment, yet also full of conviction.

Zhang Dashu had no idea what "politeness" and "humility" meant. He picked up the wolf whisk and ran away, letting out a heroic laugh: "I have a wolf whisk, I have a wolf whisk, hahahahaha... I have a wolf whisk... I am the only one who has it, none of you have it, hahahaha..."

The other wolf spears clenched their fists in unison: "Let's go beat him up."

Even the other wolf-whip master in the Zhangjia Village team nodded and said, "I'll beat them up too."

Qian Zhuoqun couldn't help but laugh: "Now that we have the first one, the second one will be soon. These apprentices have also been learning from the immortal master for several days. They can also make some simple things. At most, everyone will have a wolf whisk in half a month."

"Aren't we short of iron?" asked a rebel soldier.

Qian Zhuoqun smiled and said, "Don't worry! The scouts have gone to Wangcun Town and contacted the miners there. The iron ore problem will be solved soon."

It turned out that in these few days, the scouts sent by Qian Zhuoqun to explore iron and coal mines had brought back good news. The miners in Wangcun Town Iron Mine and Chengyang Coal Mine were now in a state of "extreme food shortage". They were much more unfortunate than the salt workers. After the Jin soldiers disrupted the order, they completely lost their source of income. The iron and coal in their hands were not edible, and they could not find a place to exchange them for food. Many people were almost unable to hold on.

When the miners heard that the rebels could exchange food for ore, they were overjoyed and immediately rekindled their hope for life. They quickly prepared the ore they had stored for a long time. When the government fled, they left them a lot of "horseless carriages". They piled the ore on the carriages in advance and waited for the rebels to send a team to collect the goods.

This gave Madam Gong Er a deeper understanding of what Yue Wenxuan meant by "establishing order."

At this moment, countless people in Shandong are hiding in the mountains, deserted villages, and islands, waiting to start their lives again after order is restored.

If the rebels don't take on this heavy responsibility, who will?
Just as she was thinking about this, Madam Gong Er suddenly heard a cry of surprise.

The voice came from the center of Dongmiaozi Village: "Wow, there are gods in the sky."

"Look, the gods are watching us from the clouds!"

"One of them is Master Wenxuan, and the other is an old immortal..."

"Who is that old immortal?"

"I don't know him, I've never seen him before."

"He doesn't look like Yuanshi Tianzun, nor does he look like Taishang Laojun."

The entire Dongmiaozi Village was shaken, and the sound caused more people to run out of their houses to see. Soon, more than sixty households in Dongmiaozi Village, men, women, old and young, all came out of their houses and prostrated themselves in the open space.

Madam Gong Er also hurried over with the rebels...

(End of this chapter)