Jiao He was surprised that he wanted to let them learn words.

He was actually literate because he was a spy sent to Peiyi by the Wei people.

Wu Qi is good at using spies, so he is worthy of being a famous general in the world and the first person to know the soldiers.

Decades ago, Sun Wuzi once said: "In military personnel, there is no more trusted than a spy, there is no reward more generous than a spy, and there is no matter more confidential than a use." Generals who are not brilliant cannot use spies; A general who is not benevolent and generous cannot use a spy; It is not a general who is meticulous and ingenious in his means that cannot obtain the real information of spies. ”

Wu Qi is intelligent, benevolent, generous, and meticulous, so he can use a good spy.

And Jiao He is Li Kui's cronies, with generous rewards and confidential affairs, so he can be a good spy.

According to Sun Wuzi's division, spies are divided into cause, internal, anti, death, and lifeless, and Jiao He belongs to the life room, not the cause room, so it requires a very high cultural quality.

The original intention of the spy word is to rely on the mouth cannon to move others, and at this time, the mouth cannon must need to recognize words, and it needs a high level of education relative to ordinary people, otherwise it is impossible to learn too much.

According to Sun Wuzi's definition: Xi Yin Zhixing also, Yi Zhi is in Xia; Zhou Zhixing also, Lu Ya is in Yin. Therefore, only the wise and virtuous generals, who can use the wisdom as the intermediary, will achieve great success. The soldiers are also the ones who move the three armies.

Yi Yin and Jiang Ziya, these are all spies, and they are all technical spies. They were all officials in the original imperial court, mastered the organizational skills of Xia and Yin Shang, were familiar with each other's weaknesses, and had connections to win over disgruntled people inside.

Wu Qi's attitude towards the ink artist is actually the same as that of Han Feizi in later generations: buying and returning pearls, loving concubines and cheap princesses. He doesn't care about the Moist's statement of non-attack and love, but he cares a lot about the skills that the Moji has mastered, but he knows very well that what he wants to do is to build a great career, and it is impossible to be non-offensive and love.

Therefore, he was eager to get the jewelry box that the Inkman thought and threw away the beads that the Inkman regarded as a treasure...... In his eyes, the jewelry box in the eyes of the ink man is the real jewelry, and the jewelry in the eyes of the ink man is a foil that can be discarded.

Jiao He didn't know if the words he said were the purpose for which the Wei people sent him here, but he knew that there were few people who specialized in teaching people to learn words at this time.

Except for those who have the power to learn privately, who will easily pass on these things to others?

He had seen a few words written by Wei before, and he had also seen some characters that could be seen everywhere in Pei Guo and he didn't know if the locals could recognize all the characters, so he felt that the Mo Man's behavior was very strange.

Seeing that he was surprised, he smiled and said, "It's common to be surprised, in addition to you, there are many people who also look like this." I know you may be literate...... But the words in the world are all different. But the truth of Tianzhi is the same in the world. If this is the case, then use the same words to convey the same heavenly will. ”

"The ink is beneficial to the world, and also looks forward to the unification of the world's writings, just like Tianzhi. The Yan people and the Chu people are bathed in the same sun and cold with the same moon, why do they write different words? ”

Jiao He folded his hands and smiled: "The ink is the heart of the world, I have often heard about Yang Zhu Liezi's lectures, and now I know that this is true." That's what it is. Do you mean, if you learn these words, you will be able to understand the straw silk of the grain harvest? ”

Shi pointed to a wheelbarrow in the distance that was being pushed: "What about the crops?" After learning these words, wouldn't all the miraculous skills of the ink master be learned? ”

Jiao He had long known the convenience of the ink cart, and if he used this item to transport military rations, he could save a lot of cattle and horses. I have always known the level of Mozi to make cars, and I know that the most skilled people in Taoyi to make this kind of ink cars are those craftsmen who are inextricably linked with the ink makers.

Listening to the meaning of Shi, it seemed that these things were not secrets, and he couldn't help but ask: "In this way, I heard that the craftsman association is very similar to the ink master, if others learn it, then who will join the craftsman association?" ”

Shi calmly laughed and asked rhetorically: "If someone makes a car that can carry a hundred stones by only one person, and is not a member of the craftsman association, what do you think the craftsman will do?" ”

Jiao He knew that if he wanted the ink artist to remember him, he couldn't pretend to be stupid, but he had to leave an impression, so he said: "If he doesn't join the craftsman's club...... then kill people and destroy cars. It's just that I have heard that Mozi is very skilled, and when he gambled with the public losing class, the wooden kite could also do it, as long as it can benefit people, it may not be possible to make a better car. ”

Nodding yes, he said for a long time: "The ink artist represents the direction of the most advanced artifacts, and it will always be so in the future." ”

He didn't answer, if he really encountered that situation, would he choose to convince that person? Or do you choose to counterfeit?

But Jiao He also heard a different taste, maybe it was confidence, or maybe it was ...... Arrogance.

But if arrogance is achievable and no one can blame it, then arrogance seems to be justified.

After a few answers, Jiao He received a piece of straw silk, on which he wrote a few words at random, indicating that if he wanted, he could go to the township school to listen to the text after the wheat harvest.

In fact, he was not alone, but many real and false businessmen with similar dreams of making a fortune also received invitations without too much precaution.

The wheat harvest was going to be harvested these days, and Jiao He also knew that the ink master might not have time, so he only let him use this time to wander around.

Anyway, as long as you have money, you can solve the problems of food and housing in the township pavilion. If you carry the gold with you, you can also go to the ink master to exchange it for some straw silk slips, which can be used in various village pavilions.

At the time of wheat harvesting, the whole Pei County was spent in a kind of busyness.

Between the wheat harvest, Jiao He also spent time in bursts of surprise.

A few days later, those who had gathered in Peiguo Township helped the ink collector harvest a small piece of land.

This piece of land is a piece of land according to the standard one step width and two hundred and fifty steps long for the internal passage of the ink man, a total of twenty acres.

The mu of the ink artist is much larger than the mu of Zhou, which is 100 steps long.

The twenty acres of land were divided into four plots, each of which was five acres.

Jiao He didn't know why the twenty acres of land were divided into four pieces, and he didn't ask much.

In the early morning, when the people who had gathered in Peiguo Township helped the Moshi harvest the twenty acres of wheat land, Jiao He also came to the field early, and like many curious people, he observed the land that seemed to be divided into four different fields.

The first to be harvested was a field of wheat that was sparse compared to the other three, but even if it was sparse compared to the other fields, the growth was still gratifying.

Five acres of land is not large, and there are a lot of people who gather in Peiguo Township, and they also know that this is a reasonable field for the Mo, and they help a lot.

After harvesting with various tools, the women and children who followed behind gathered the ears of wheat that had fallen into the ground and gathered them among the straws that had not been stacked.

The ears of wheat were pressed by the huge stone mills pulled by the horses, and as the grains of wheat accumulated on the ground, the sturdy men took wooden shovels and threw the grains of wheat mixed with straw and earth into the sky.

Just when there is wind, the clean wheat kernels are stripped of impurities in the wind. The woman next to her took the flail used by the inkman and smashed the ears of wheat there.

Jiao He secretly praised the huge stone mill, which was something that the Three Jin Dynasty had never had, not to mention those places such as Chu, Yan, and Qin that were even more backward.

"This thing is wonderful, it can save many people, as long as there are cows and horses, a cow is afraid that it can reach more than ten people to beat with wooden sticks."

He secretly wrote down this thing that could save effort and benefit people, and thought to himself that this thing was not difficult to do, as long as there were stonemasons, they could do it.

There are many military fields in the West River Land, and there are many servants, servants, and slaves who cultivate them, and if they use this thing, they can indeed save a lot of manpower, and these people can cultivate more fields.

After the wheat grains were basically pressed out of the wheat straw, the people present, including Jiao He, stared at the ink man who was weighing at the head of the valley.

Instead of stones, kettles, or strange containers such as beans, the inkman weighed the wheat directly with a double lifting scale made of levers.

Everyone present was holding their breath, expecting a weight that they could accept.

The Ink Artist gave hope to many of the farmers present, but for the crops in the field, until they were fully harvested and put into containers, it was only a hope of seeing rather than a real realization.

It seems simple, but it is extremely difficult.

Crops on many lands look good to grow, but after harvesting, most of them are found to be immature.

In many fields, crops are ripe with their teeth before harvesting, but after harvesting, they will find that the yield is not high.

The cultivation of winter wheat stems from the trust in the ink maker.

The harvest of winter wheat means that this trust can be continued and deepened.

Nowadays everyone knows that these grains are ripe, because you can see those golden grains in the barn giving off the luster that only a mature woman can have.

All we have to wait for now is a final quantity.

Jiao He saw that Shi Zheng was holding a book compiled from straw silk and recording something there, and he could see that his face was relaxed not far away, at least compared to the rest of the people's faces.

After all the wheat in the five acres of land was weighed, a quantity was reported.

After a short silence, everyone present turned the number that Shi Shi indifferently reported into a roar of excitement.

"One hundred and forty pounds! One acre of land is one hundred and forty pounds! ”

Such voices are endless, and the voices are full of joy.

One hundred and forty pounds is a gratifying number.

It's just gratifying, but it's not amazing enough.

But to the first-time winter wheat planters, it was enough to roar.

Jiao He converted it into a Zhou mu that is common to the Sanjin Dynasty and the world, knowing that the yield of a week mu is about one and a half stones of Xiaoshi at this time, he nodded secretly in his heart, praising the methods of the ink man.

The yield per mu of small Zhou is one and a half small stones, which is not too high a yield. The best yield in Sanjin may be higher than this, but on average, one and a half stones per mu per week is already a good harvest.

The most important thing is that winter wheat is planted in the autumn and harvested in the spring, which means that this harvest is absolutely feasible. Not to mention that the yield per mu is nearly one and a half stones, even if it is one stone per mu, it is enough for farmers to earn a lot more.

A yield not lower than the usual spring wheat planting is enough to make the people present turn this ordinariness into excitement.

In the cheers of everyone, he pressed his hand. Almost for a moment, the surrounding sounds fell silent.

Jiao He was secretly shocked, and said in his heart that these are just farmers, but they have the appearance of elite soldiers in Xihe, at least they can do the order and prohibit, and those who can do the order and ban are not the strongest soldiers in the world? How many people can do it today?

Besides, these are just farmers, and there are no punishments such as sticks and whips, and all they can rely on is the prestige of the inkers.

Jiao He thought, the prestige of the ink artist has come to this? It's amazing! The farmer is like this, and he already has the momentum of the West River's sharp soldiers, what will happen if the ink becomes a teacher and trains the soldiers?

The application in the distance sounded deliberately indifferent, but anyone could hear the relief and an irrepressible excitement: "Planting crops has a heavenly will in it." If this is the case, then the yield of this land should be the lowest among the four! Let's do it harder! Let's look at how much of the remaining three pieces are produced, and then we will know what the grain matter is related to! ”