I was a young master in ancient times

Two days after the war ended, the barracks returned to its former peaceful appearance.

A few people from Ankang went to the farm in a bullock cart as usual.Only today, the bullock cart was stopped at the exit of the barracks.

Ji Ertao was wearing a blue gown, with a thin body, tall and straight like a bamboo, and a pair of sunken eyes that were bright and energetic.how to say?Ankang searched his brains to find a matching word, but in the end he only came up with two words—高人.

Behind Ji Ertao were Cao Cheng and Xu Changming, who were also following Bao Dabao's team in the food camp.

Cao Cheng took two steps forward, cupped his fists and grinned, "Brother Ankang, can you give me a ride?"

"Yes, yes, come up quickly."

Cao Cheng and Xu Changming climbed into the car effortlessly.Ankang wondered in his heart whether it would damage the image of the expert to climb the bullock cart.He casually glanced at Ji Ertao out of the corner of his eye.I saw this tall gentleman, first tied his robe in his belt, supported the side of the bullock cart, with a little effort from his hands, he climbed up clumsily.After coming up, Ji Ertao first smiled at Ankang and the others, then slowly put down the hem of his robe, and sat down obediently next to Xu Changming.

Wang Dahai twitched the bull's butt lightly, and shouted, "Let's go, go, go."

Niu'er slowly raised his footsteps and walked forward slowly.Bao Dabao and his group followed behind the bullock cart.

He was dragged to do heavy work in the grain camp every day, and had to cook for tens of thousands of people when he returned home.After a few days, Bao Dabao completely lost his temper.Now that he is walking behind the car, he no longer complains in his heart, but only hopes that the house of the grain camp will be built earlier, so that he can also loosen up.

"What book is Ankang Commander reading now?" Ji Ertao originally wanted to choose a simple topic to start with, but he didn't expect to ask about Ankang's shortcomings.

Ankang smiled awkwardly, afraid that Mr. Ji would ask more questions, so he quickly said playfully, "I'm only seventeen, I'm not good at studying, and I don't have big ambitions."

"Oh?" Surprised by such an answer, Ji Ertao laughed, "It's true, Battalion Commander An." After thinking for a moment, he said, "A man of temperament."

The illiterate Cao Cheng chuckled beside him, but he didn't laugh by himself, he pulled Xu Changming's clothes and asked Xu Changming to laugh with him. "Quack." No one would say that he has no ambitions, even he would not say that he has no ambitions.

Huzi quietly glanced at Cao Cheng from the side, why is this man like this, how can he laugh at his young master, laughing like a big duck.It's not that the young master has no ambitions, that's the best.

Chen Ziche didn't hold back either, and followed with a "Puff!"Originally in the academy, Ankang was just mischievous, but now in the barracks, he seems to have gotten some relief.He became more and more shameless when he spoke.

No ambition?Ji Ertao didn't believe a word.If you really have no ambitions, how can you run a magazine to help disabled soldiers?But it is hidden deep.This person has already learned Tibetan front at such a young age, and he will have a bright future in the future.

How did he know that the young man who he thought was a promising young man really had no ambitions.A few years later, I just set up a farm in Yuyang County, tended some poultry, planted some fruit trees, and became a farmer comfortably.

Jin Xiaosan finished feeding the dogs, cooked some pig food, and pushed the cart to feed the pigs.The dogs, who were full, ran back and forth beside Jin Xiaosan with joy.

Song Shitou went to deliver news to Xu Li this morning, and all the work of feeding the animals fell on Jin Xiaosan alone.

When Ankang and the others arrived, Jin Xiaosan was taking a ladle and putting pig food into the trough one spoon at a time, humming a little tune leisurely.

"Hey, Xiaosan." Someone raised his voice and shouted.

Jin Xiaosan turned his head and waved his hands towards the slope, "You guys are here!" "I have this bucket left and I'll fix it!"

People in the food camp got out of the car one after another, and consciously found work.Bao Dabao also appointed people to lead people to continue to build houses on the construction site.

Ji Ertao saw that everyone in the grain camp looked happy, unlike the disabled people he had seen before, he felt a little more emotional.He watched Sun Wulang rock his red wheelchair skillfully and move it to the shade of a tree beside him with some novelty.

Here are the bamboo strips that Sun Wulang did not finish weaving yesterday.A big-bellied puppy was lying in a newly woven bamboo basket.Su Wulang stretched out his remaining left foot, and kicked the puppy lightly, "Go aside." The puppy ran away with its tail between its legs, and turned back to look this way.

No one here is decadent, no one is "dead".Ji Ertao looked at Ankang who was greeting people under the big tree, smiled silently, and looked at Ankang with admiration.

The stone table under the big tree was polished by specially invited soldiers who can hammer stones for five days.The tea for entertaining guests was bought by Xu Li from the city.There are no exquisite tea sets, all are the same rough embryo bowls as in the military camp.

"There's nothing to entertain, it's all rough tea, Mr. Ji, Brother Xu, Brother Cao, I've been wronged."

Ankang didn't sit around with anyone, the farm was full of work.He first led the two black sheep to the tree and tied them up, and then went down to the ground to help pull the weeds.The wheat has just been eared, and everyone in the grain camp tends the fields carefully.

"Battalion Commander An is quite busy." Ji Ertao looked at the little figure in the field from a distance, and took a sip of tea from a rough bowl.The tea in the mouth is very astringent, it really is not a good tea.

"He is very busy." Cao Cheng also looked over, "After a while, when the work is almost done, I have to study."

In less than an hour, people from all over the place went to the big house in the north one after another.

Ankang came back in a hurry, took a sip of tea, lifted his clothes to fan himself, and hurried to the big house again.

Chen Ziche came over to help refill the pot of tea, and explained, "Forgive me, sir, there are many things on the farm."

Ji Ertao smiled, "It doesn't matter, you go and do your own work."

After going through the content to be taught today, Ankang has a bottom line in his mind.As soon as I went out, I took two steps, picked up some small stones and went back into the house.

"Lectures are about to start." Xu Changming had listened to Ankang's class, and Ankang taught arithmetic by counting stones.

Ji Ertao moved to the window and saw the soldiers in the room sitting upright, and Ankang was wandering around the room with his hands behind his back.

"Jin Xiaosan, tell me, what did you learn yesterday?"

Jin Xiaosan stood up, put his hands on the table honestly, and said loudly, "Seven plus eight is fifteen. Seven plus nine is sixteen. Seven plus nine is sixteen. Pigs, cows, sheep, horses, chickens. "

"Have you learned everything?"

Jin Xiaosan nodded.

Xu Changming outside the window touched his nose, he taught all these.

"Silence all over again."

Ji Ertao nodded his toes and looked at the paper on the table inside the room.I saw the person closest to the window holding a pen in a twisted posture, writing carefully stroke by stroke.Because I just learned to write, the writing is a bit divided.At the beginning, the man wrote big characters, but when he saw that he couldn't fit on a piece of paper, he crookedly huddled the characters in the corner, and from a distance they looked like big ink blobs.

The person who finished silently handed over the paper to Ankang and Chen Ziche, who drew circles on the paper with vermilion brushes.Then he took out the booklet and wrote down some things.

"Jin Xiaosan." Ankang called the roll, "Everything you said was correct, but what you wrote was wrong. None of these five words were written correctly. This one should be less, and that one should be more."

"Wang Dacheng, what are you laughing at? Counting and counting, your handwriting is the ugliest. Look, a character can be written two miles wide. A pig can be squeezed between chickens."

"Haha." There was a burst of laughter in the room.

Next, a new class begins.First learn to recognize five characters from magazines, then learn two arithmetic problems, and then recite three thousand-character essays.After learning these things, it was time for a break. A group of people quickly dispersed out of the room, leaving only a few people with disabilities sitting in their seats and flipping through books.

These people don't stay idle when they leave the house. They go to the field to pull vegetables, wash vegetables, tie fences, and help those who build houses.In short, not idle.

About half an hour later, everyone went back to the room, took out paper and began to write in big characters.Chen Ziche and Ankang watched the soldiers writing everywhere in the room, and if they saw something wrong, they immediately corrected it.

The more you turn back the "Elementary Accountant" in your hand, the more frightened Ji Ertao becomes.This book is concise in calculation and has many explanations.There is even an appendix for the form when making accounts.Although it is different from the bookkeeping method used by the current accountant, it is very eye-catching and has a lot of merits.

Song Zhenwei sent a group of people out to search for a long time, only to find four horses.One of the horses was injured in the leg, and the soldiers had to drag it back.

Song Zhenwei rode a majestic horse all the way to the farm.When they arrived, the people in the food camp were still writing large characters.He raised his eyes to see why Xu Changming, Cao Cheng and the old fox Ji Ertao were all here.When did Ankang make friends with these people?He felt a little unhappy.Pushing the door open, he whispered for Ankang to come out.

Cao Cheng could tell at a glance that this horse was not Daliang's horse.He stepped forward to touch the strong back of the horse, went around to look at the hind hooves, and asked, "Maozi's horse?"

Song Zhenwei hummed, and said to Ankang, "Brother Ankang, you have raised so many animals, why don't you raise more horses?"

"Horses?" Ankang looked at these horses suspiciously. "I don't think anyone in our grain camp has experience in raising horses. You still have to find a master who has experience in raising horses for our grain camp."

"That's easy to say." Song Zhenwei agreed, "I'll send someone over in the afternoon."

"Brother Ankang" Song Zhenwei came over and put his arms around Ankang's shoulders, saying, "Brother, raising horses is a big deal. Daliang's horses are not as strong as Maozi's horses, and our cavalry have always been inferior to them. You didn't see Maozi riding this tall horse in the Left and right strikes on the battlefield almost broke our formation."

"However," Cao Chengdao, "their horses are also bad, they are all fierce, not as gentle as our Daliang horses."

Ankang laughed softly, "General Song, are you asking me to be Bi Mawen?"

"Brother, don't think that this is just a matter of raising livestock. If you can raise horses for our Liang, and relieve the worries of the Holy One," Song Zhenwei punched the sky as he said, "there is no end to enjoy the glory and wealth. "

Cao Cheng also chimed in, "Yes, yes. Daliang's horses are not as good as Maozi's horses. Brother Ankang, if you can raise horses well, it must be a first-class achievement."

Regarding raising horses, Ankang's first thought was to crossbreed Maozi's horses with Daliang's horses. If they produced gentle and vigorous horses, and then slowly crossbreeded them from generation to generation, they would surely produce good breeds in the future.So, he said, "Then I have to find some high-quality big beam horses, preferably mares." Suddenly he sighed a little, how many ponies can be born in a year with these three woolly horses?

A dog was barking from a distance, Ankang looked over from a distance and saw three cars coming this way.

The first one is an ox cart, which looks like Song Shishi.The one behind is Xu Li's carriage, and the one behind it belongs to someone who doesn't know.

Cao Cheng also saw Xu Li's car, and secretly said hello in his heart.Brother Xu Li must have come back from the city, and must have bought a lot of delicious food.

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Happy New Years kids!

Time is so fast.

Ankang continued to work on the farm.