Tomorrow is the day after tomorrow.

I originally thought of inviting a dry ink person to dinner tomorrow, but after exchanging some ink skills with Gongzaoye, Shi decided to expand the scope of the treat.

Tomorrow's treat becomes the day after tomorrow.

He was not yet familiar with many ink artists.

Mozi taught his disciples and never thought of teaching every disciple to be all-rounder.

Someone once studied, and Mozi was like Sun Wukong when he was apprenticed, and asked the disciple what he knew which one he wanted to learn. The disciple said, "You can't teach me all?" Mozi glanced at the disciple and directly told him that you are not a peerless national warrior, and it would be good to choose one that can learn and understand.

Therefore, the ink is talented; But a single inker is not a great talent.

Shiben wanted to have a relationship with Lala, who was very capable, but after talking to Gongzaoyeyi, he found that there were too many people who had the ability, except for those who were proficient in how to sacrifice, it seemed necessary to have a good relationship.

Just like the two brothers of Gongzao and Gongzao, one is the Mo family's "Red Flower Double Stick", and the other is responsible for building weapons to defend the city.

The ink is not happy, although the public casting has the ability to cast bells, but it is impossible to use them to cast bells.

In Shi's view, if you can cast a bell, you can cast another thing. In the future, it will be very useful, and the movement will be much larger than the chime.

Such a person, of course, please.

But such people are to be invited, and they are to be exemplars, and to burn charcoal, and to burn pottery, and to dig earth, and to build kilns, and to make grinding wheels, and to make pulleys, and to carpenters, and to stonemasons...... These people should also be familiar with each other.

When there are many people, it is no longer possible to be private.

Six-fingered Luhua plus him, as well as his brother and sister-in-law, called the neighbors to help, and seven or eight people were busy all day.

The muntjac thought that the donkey he bought was to kill and eat meat, but the muntjac made a pair of cursed vision blindfolds for the donkey, put it on the well-placed grinding disc and began the donkey's circle life.

The wheat flour was borrowed from the village community, and it was made of wood and repaid later.

He has a reputation in the village community, and there are cattle there, and it is not impossible for everyone to give him away, but he doesn't want to break the rules.

The soaked beans were ground into soybean milk, and Lu Hua gave some of the money raised by the people in the village community to his brother and sister-in-law.

"Brother and sister-in-law, if you want to open this tofu and noodle stall, you need a lot of money. The money at home may not be enough, so I negotiated with the people in the village community and gave half of each. The money earned in the future is divided into three parts. One is the profit from the principal of your share, the other is the interest of the principal of the village community, and the other is the labor money of the sister-in-law. ”

"This tofu shop and noodle shop can only be opened in the city. There were many nobles in the city, and most of the wealth within a hundred miles outside the city was sucked into the city by taxes. Opening this store will inevitably make a lot of money, but the rules are also easy to say. You get a third of your efforts, and they get a third of what they pay. ”

The sister-in-law didn't speak, and he was still used to being in charge of this kind of thing.

The muntjac took the money and just nodded.

Knowing his brother's temper, a nod was enough to make a promise, but he still took out the sharpened piece of wood and asked his brother to carve a mark on it.

At this time, there are six-fingered reeds here, which can also be regarded as a witness. If the village community wants to develop, it must concentrate the capital in the hands of individuals in the early stage to buy cattle, survive famine, or concentrate on doing some small handicrafts.

Tofu Luhua and Six Fingers have followed him, and they are pointing on the side.

The leftover bean water from the last time I made tofu has been fermented, and there is no longer any need to buy vinegar, but it needs to be stirred constantly when blending.

Mix the wheat flour with water and mix it into a dough with your neighbors.

At this time, there is no yeast lead, and there is no steamer, so it is suitable to roast according to the way of naan.

The smell of baked flour attracted many people in the neighborhood to ask what it was. So let Lu Hua tear off a few pieces of bread and share them with the children, and let Six Fingers tell them some stories.

After a busy day and a night, the next morning, I was finally busy enough to eat for many people.

Rice is very simple in Shi's opinion, but at this time, it can always make people's appetite move, and it also gives Shi a chance to finally have a meal that looks like that.

Soy milk, pickled shredded carrots, tofu with chili flakes and vinegar, naan cakes, pickled leek flowers.

These simple meals that make people drool when they look at them are piled up in the house, and after washing their faces, they go to Mozi with some food.

It was still early, and when I entered the thatched hut where Mozi lived, many Mozi greeted him. Those who have eaten tofu, look at the tofu that is right, recall the taste of that day, and talk to those who have never eaten it.

Mozi had just gotten up in the house, holding a suitable clay tablet in his hand and looking there, he had been looking at it all day yesterday, and he even slept and dreamed of some circles and moments.

A circle is drawn on the clay tablet, and many regular polygons are attached to it, but the simple clay tablet allows Mozi to ponder for a whole day.

At this point, the area of the circle is calculated, and pi is calculated as three. Those regular polygons on the clay tablets have proven that three is absolutely wrong.

Wednesday diameter one, square five oblique seven, is the most profound meaning of numbers and geometry in this era, anyone who can understand these two things can be a capable official.

Wednesday diameter one is rough pi, square five oblique seven is rough root number two.

A circle is drawn on the appropriate clay tablet and a circle is connected to a regular hexagon. Mozi can see that there is a lot of area beyond the regular hexagon, so intuitive, it can be seen that the Wednesday path is definitely wrong.

He pondered all day yesterday, and he realized it at night, and today he just wanted to ask for it.

The method is right, in Mozi's view, Mr. Sai and Tang Han must have great talents, and they only need to know the answers and methods for the knowledge that others have already done, and they no longer need to deduce it from scratch.

I didn't want to wake up just now, Shiyi came, Mozi was about to say that he came just in time, when he saw some food from Shiduan.

He didn't get angry, but joked: "Why, you also have to learn those ancient rites and serve an old man like me until death?" I can still move. ”

Shi put down the food and said with a distressed look on his face: "The disciple has something to ask Mr. ”

When Mozi heard this, he didn't pay attention to the food anymore, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"The disciple once heard Mr. say that the king of Chu has a thin waist and starves to death in the palace. The disciple now teaches people to plant wheat and make wheat cakes, if it is introduced to Yingdu, the king of Chu will be happy, thinking that this thing can strengthen the country, and will take the lead in eating so that everyone can plant wheat and wheat. When the time comes, there are many people with thin waists in the palace of the king of Chu? Or are there more people with thick waists? ”

How could Mozi not understand what Shi meant, looked at the wheat cake that Shi was holding, and laughed: "Yingdu is far away, you want me to make this Chu King who likes to eat wheat cakes?" ”

He smiled but didn't answer, knowing that Mozi was old and his teeth were loose, so he tore open a piece of naan and soaked it in soy milk, handed it over and said, "Mr. has been coarse all day, but he is old after all." If the gentleman also thinks it is delicious, I think the food tastes good. Since it is good, then the wheat is no longer so unpalatable. Since wheat is no longer difficult and unpalatable, it is easier to promote the method of staying in wheat. ”

Mozi took the can of soy milk and said with a smile: "As you said, if I don't eat it, it will not be conducive to the world's people planting wheat?" ”

Shiya smiled: "You are the one who investigates the origin of things. In my eyes, this thing is a wheat cake, but in your eyes, isn't it the soybean soup and boiled wheat grains that are most commonly eaten by the common people? ”

Mozi didn't eat the can of soy milk, but shook his head and said: "I am also a human being, my eyes are no different from yours, how can I see this soy milk as soybean soup?" Soybean soup is soybean soup, and soy milk is soy milk, which can't help but distinguish. Soybean soup is derived from beans, soy milk is derived from beans, you can say that these are all beans, but you can't say that they are the same. It's a question of whether a white horse is a dark horse, not a white horse that is a horse. ”

Shi secretly stuck out his tongue, and was about to say something, Mozi sighed: "You just became an ink person, do you think that ink people must eat corn?" Can't eat anything else? What you hear may not be true. ”

"When Gengzhu was an official in the Chu State, he didn't eat corn all day long. When Shengqiu and Xiang Ziniu were ministers, couldn't they eat meat? That's not the case. ”

"I don't care about those who go out to be officials, or those who don't go with me, and I don't say that they are only allowed to eat corn."

"The world thinks that ink people can only wear short brown and eat corn, but in fact, these people who follow me can't afford to eat it. There are many ink writers, and most of the people who studied with me don't have much money, just like you. If I ask for learning, I can't do things, I still have to eat, and I am not subject to fiefdom, and I have to prepare equipment to defend the city, where is the money? ”

"As for the principle of thrift, I don't need to talk to you, I will only talk about the reasons other than thrift. Mo has been righteous for decades, going back and forth to Qichu and Lusong, what can these hundreds of people eat if they don't eat corn? ”

"The world doesn't understand why, and you can't fail to understand it as an inker. These ink writers who follow me in righteousness do not eat well, because they have no money. But those who are officials and ink people don't only eat corn every day. It's not like that. ”

"When I used to travel, I used to use a horse-drawn carriage to load bamboo slips, but then I didn't have money to eat and sold them...... When the city comes back, you ask him, how much does it cost to follow me around with these hundreds of ink people in a year? ”

"Now you will do what is right in the land, and how can you do it without money? How can you spend your money on food at this time? If we do righteousness to the end, so that everyone in the world can only eat corn, then it is better not to practice this righteousness! ”

Shi smiled bitterly: "But the people in Shangqiu City all think so. ”

Mozi waved his hand, signaling that he didn't have to care, and asked, "You always have a basis for doing things." Today's matter, you just said that the king of Chu has a thin waist, and I also understand. But if you want to do this, how can you let me eat here? If you don't eat on the street, who can see it? Who knows what Cerata Flour tastes like? You're right, but you're not doing it right. ”

He bowed again, and then said, "I have memorized the teachings of the gentleman, but I have not fully understood them before. But Mr. only said the truth other than thrift, even if we are rich, we should not spend a lot of money, but use it for righteousness. ”

Mozi nodded and said, "That's the truth." It's good that you understand. Doing righteousness is the first righteousness of the Mo, and coarse corn and bitter food are only the means of doing righteousness. I recall Shengqiu, not because he lived a good life, but because he only remembered a good life and forgot to do righteousness. ”

Seeing Mozi say this, he was finally relieved, and repeatedly said that he would definitely remember to do righteousness and not only know about it, so he finally talked about it.

"The disciple has already prepared the food of hundreds of ink masters, and he wants to help all the ink masters in Shangqiu spread the reputation of wheat flour so that they can grow more wheat in the future. I just thought that Mr. was the kind of person who would turn pain into pleasure, so I wanted to ask Mr. first. ”

Mozi smiled, stretched out his hand and touched the top of Shi's head and said, "Bitterness is bitterness, how can it be happiness?" The treasures in the eyes of individuals are different, whether they are jade or righteousness, but the pain is the same. There are things that cannot be changed, and there are things that change by the mind, and these two are not the same. ”

"If you can do this, it means that you are right in thinking and doing right, but you don't know me as a gentleman."

He stood up, let Shi get up, picked up the can of soy milk and said, "Since you have prepared, let's go with us." If you say that you want everyone in the Paradise to eat wheat flour, and you say that the Ink Artist should be the forward horse, then we Ink Artist will run into the Paradise first today. ”

Shi followed behind Mozi, listened to Mozi's last sentence, and laughed dumbly. What he thinks is not as simple as promoting wheat flour, since the ink is too poor, he can take this opportunity to make a fortune.