Zhang Xiaobao followed Liu Feng away.

Wang Juan took his younger brother and sister to Shuiyunjian’s shop. Today, he changed his place and could not live in the blue sea and silver sand.

Shuiyunjian Restaurant is on the other end of Yizhou City and slowly walks over. You can see many scenery and pedestrians along the way. When you are tired of walking, you will take a bus.

Until they left, the gambling house dealers did not dare to reveal their identities, but were surprised by how Zhang Xiaobao learned how to master the skills. This is not like shaking the master, shaking any points at will, and scattering the master into a vertical row, which is indeed scary, but it is a skilled aspect in any case.

If you practice specifically, most people can practice as long as they are not stupid for a few years, but no one will spend that effort.

But it is difficult to listen to lust. It requires talent. Otherwise, you will not be able to hear it no matter how hard you hear it, and your mind will be confused when you hear it.

The dealer shook his head and said to himself: "I really don't know how he practiced. I'm busy with enough things. I still have the leisure to play tricks, and people can't compare with others."

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Xiaobei and others who followed their sister were not thinking about strolling. They all recalled the situation when their brother was gambling with others, and felt very satisfied.

Xiao Bei didn't know that listening to the color pill is harder than shaking the color pill. He made the move of grabbing the color pill and shaking it. He asked his sister: "How come three color pills are put in one after another, and they are ready to roll up?"

"Just like a tall house, with a ladder erected on one wall of the house, three people went in. The first person who entered came to the ladder first, and the second person who entered continued to walk on the ladder. The third person standing at the bottom, and the three tiny pieces were stuck together one after another, and it was enough."

Wang Juan explained with a smile, and she also understood that understanding this principle is different from shaking it out.

"I'll find a scent to practice when I go back." Xiao Bei looked eager to try, and felt that his smart self could quickly master this skill.

Wang Juan didn't stop her. She believed that Xiao Bei would lose interest after practicing for a few times, especially the color cup. It is difficult to master if it is light, and if it is heavy, it will be tired.

With the dream of becoming a god of gambling soon, Xiao Bei jumped and walked in front.

Just as she was happy, an adult and a girl about the same age as her came from across the street. The girl also held a candy man in her hand. It was obvious that the candy man in her hand was not bought in the same place as her, unless the old man who sold the candy man had carried a load to change the place.

The sugar man on the opposite side is also a pig. It's very cartoony, but it's a lot smaller than what Xiao Bei bought.

After seeing this, Xiao Bei smiled knowingly and found it very interesting.

However, before she could finish laughing, the little girl opposite her hand naturally went to the side, and the pig fell to the ground.

"Yaya, don't want little pig." The girl's tone when she spoke was obviously not comparable to that of Xiaobei and the others, and she was too childish.

"No, it's not good for little pig. Go ahead and buy you something more fun." The adult pulled the girl away.

Xiaobei was stunned for a moment, looking at the carriage that had not rushed over on the road. He ran to the opposite side to pick up the broken pig on the ground, leaving only a small half sticking to the bamboo stick. He shook his head regretfully: "Maltose, my brother said, this piece of candy, if you are hungry, you can make an adult live for a day."

"Let's go, I bought it for money, and throw it away. Our Tang Dynasty is not short of food now." Xiaoyuan came over and pulled Xiaobei to leave.

"Wait, pick it up, it will be uncomfortable if it sticks to other people's feet. Xiaoyuan, how many people have bought candy from the baby candy house and throw it away at will?"

Bei Bei squatted down and began to pick up piglets, put them into the palm of his hand piece by piece, and then grinned straight.

Xiaoyuan thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​picking up with Xiaobei. But he was alone and there weren't a few pieces anyway. Then he would wash it and keep his hands and maybe he could help get things.

So he stood beside him and answered Xiao Bei's question: "It shouldn't be possible. Our candies are delicious and the packaging is beautiful. Even each candies have their own stories. How determined should you take to throw them away?"

"That's good, Xiaoyuan, your light blue handkerchief. Last time I saw a flower on it, it seemed to be in a thread. Let me take a look." Xiaobei nodded, stood up and met up to his sister, and said to Xiaoyuan casually.

Xiaoyuan also replied casually: "Yes, I saw it last time, so I threw it away at will. And I think if I compare it according to money, my clothes will be worth more than sugar."

"Oh!" Xiao Bei seemed very depressed. His performance was quickly discovered. It seemed that people living around him were not easy to deceive.

When he returned to the team, Wang Juan had already taken out a wet wipe to wipe his hands and asked, "So what's wrong?"

"Xiao Bei felt sorry for a piece of candy. He felt that it could help his life at critical moments, but he was thrown away at will, which was not good." Xiaoyuan helped explain.

"It's okay, our Tang Dynasty has a relief station. There are really people who can't eat. They can go to the relief station and they won't starve to death. The domestic grain production is enough, otherwise your brother and I will not be able to start a war.

In fact, this is a thing that exists in an ancient capital. Some people who have more resources have the power to squander at will, and then some people starve to death at their feet.

No matter whether you are right or wrong, you only have a choice, because you help someone who is about to starve to death, and they may not be grateful to you, and maybe you will still be dependent on you in the future. At the same time, there are many reasons for starving to death. Some are because the weather is bad, there is no harvest, some are because they are not lucky, the food is washed away by the flood or burned by fire, but some are because they are lazy, because their heads are not flexible enough, and they are too stupid."

Wang Juan tried to explain it as much as possible in words Xiao Bei and the others could understand. She did not have very strict requirements for food, so that everyone had to eat it when eating, because it was not easy for her to starve people to death except in various places in Africa.

Moreover, Africa is not because the world does not have enough food, but because others cannot provide them with food free of charge. Humanitarian aid is only a small part.

But Africa has been occupied by many people through other channels, and a lot of food was planted on the occupied land, and some relief was taken out, and more of it was used elsewhere. Then, people in Africa continued to starve to death, which is a very interesting thing.

So Wang Juan, who is used to seeing human nature, no longer thinks about so many issues that shouldn't be thinking about.

However, Wang Juan knew that Zhang Xiaobao was very serious about food. He was hungry when he was young. Even the rescue station could still be responsible for part of the rescue work. However, no one liked to go there, there were many restrictions and the food and accommodation were not good. Otherwise, everyone would go there, so why bother to stay at home?

This also caused Zhang Xiaobao to act extreme in some aspects.

When Xiao Bei heard his sister's words, he felt very sorry and said sadly: "Is it a natural choice? As long as people with bad luck and low-skilled skills, they will starve to death a lot every year. Those with the ability and luck will survive. The descendants will become more and more powerful in the future. It is really cruel."

Wang Juan couldn't help laughing, touched Xiao Bei's head, and said, "No, they are all, after all, humans are different from other animals. If you have been doing this from ancient times to the present, you probably won't be able to see people today. The power of human beings lies in their understanding of pity and sympathy.

Maybe it is the smart head that makes people have more pity and sympathy, maybe it is the pity and sympathy that makes people smarter. So people can use tools and then unite to compete with other animals for resources.

It has become like this now. Then we all say that the wolves are scary because they are united and know how to divide the labor. But what is really scary is people. People are not only united, know how to divide the labor, but also know how to sacrifice. Wolves in the wolves are injured when fighting, and if they cannot keep up with the team, they will be abandoned. If people are injured in the battle, they will be raised. This is the same and different places."

Wang Juan was very tired when she talked. She didn't want her younger brothers and sisters to become cold, and she didn't want them to become kind and stupid, so she had to talk dialectically back and forth.

Xiao Bei and the others listened carefully while walking. The guards consciously left enough space for them, otherwise people from the front, back and left and right would approach.

After a while, Xiao Bei nodded vigorously and said, "I know that if the wolf in the wolf pack dies, its children will not be easy. They look very united, but they cannot beat people. If the adults die, their children will be taken care of. A nation that does not take care of the children of their own race will eventually be annexed and destroyed, right?"

"That's right, Xiao Bei is so smart." Wang Juan touched Xiao Bei's head again.

"What the story says is that after the protagonist becomes very powerful, in order to find a treasure that can make him more powerful, he went to the grassland mentioned in the story, which turned into a desert, and there were no people from the past.

It was said that it was destroyed by other civilizations, because the people of this grassland used the method of preying on the weak. They were very powerful at the beginning, but later other civilizations and technologies came into being. The grassland people despise their lives for themselves, and the civilized people were for the group. The selfish personality of the grassland people made them worse and worse when they fought, and in the end they didn’t.”

Xiao Bei has been listening to this story for a while, but he has only remembered the plot of the story. Today, he finally understood the philosophy in the story.

Wang Juan nodded with relief. This is the purpose of her and Zhang Xiaobao making up stories for her younger brother and sister.

Those stories are full of upgraded factors to attract younger brothers and sisters to listen carefully, but what they really want to tell them is an auxiliary plot that appears inadvertently in the story, or even a description that seems ineffective.

Otherwise, it is just upgrade and upgrade. It is purely entertainment words, superficial but likeable, but cannot be used to guide people, let alone listen to them for children. That kind of article is not as good as a genre that appeared in Taiwan before, the Mandarin Duck Butterfly School, at least many TV series have always used them as the program.

Of course, Wang Juan also knew that the stories he and Xiaobao made up for his younger brothers and sisters were age-restricted, and it was very interesting to see for children under thirteen years old.

If you show it to people aged 14 to 20, that's all. They will feel that you are imposing an idea and experience on them. Some of them even think that you are too wordy and shame on you to write a lot of children in the story, and think that the story is very naive.

But if it is for older people, or even those with children, they find it very interesting and inspiring. If it is for people over thirty, they will smile knowingly and they will understand even if there are any mistakes in the story.

Wang Juan evaluates people who mature in this era are relatively early. If it were her and Zhang Xiaobao's era, the age needs to be delayed because there are many people who marry late and have children late, and people mature late.

You said that you talk about politics, economy, human nature, and social philosophy to a person who goes to school. Even if you put it in a story, he would not want to listen. What he wants is that you are bullied first. Then you bully it in a more powerful way. If you go back on it, it doesn't matter what else.

Therefore, the battle upgrade stream is different from the pastoral upgrade stream, with different audiences.

Now Wang Juan began to consider whether to take some time to adjust the story with Xiaobao, and add some knowledge of landscape descriptions and geographical and minerals so that the younger brothers and sisters can learn more.

"And, there is also what is said in the story..." Xiao Bei couldn't stop talking about the story. He began to talk to the other eight little guys endlessly about the story she heard and her understanding of the story.

Xiaoyuan and the others cooperate very well. Not only do they listen, but they also need to help supplement and improve it occasionally, because there are their own characters in the story. They want to try to describe themselves better.

Walking slowly along the way, just as Wang Juan was about to let the little guys get on the bus and hurry up, Zhang Xiaobao came back.

"Why, I found it?" Wang Juan saw Zhang Xiaobao and asked.

Zhang Xiaobao waved his hand: "No, he planned to go out far away. He was buying things in various stores, cans, ropes, hatchets and clothes. This kid actually hid money and won him just now. He didn't take out all the money, and there was a ten-ton banknote in his shoes. When I thought that I might be exposed to such money, I felt disgusted. How many bacteria should there be on it. I finally know why luck and athlete's foot can be transmitted to each other, and I still have a tone."

"Don't run back and disgust me. Is your tone the same as athlete's foot? I'll stuff my socks into your mouth at night. Then you're back?" Wang Juan hit Zhang Xiaobao.

"I'm back, I can see that he doesn't plan to leave today. He has to have a good rest and let someone follow him and stare. When he leaves, I'll go over and relax."

As Zhang Xiaobao spoke, he looked up at his younger brothers and sisters and asked, "Why don't you take the bus? If you want to go to the water and clouds, you can walk far away, and you are at the far side."

"Sit down again later, take a walk, and see what people are busy with when people come and go. I just now had a child about the same age as me and threw away the candy. It's a pity. Look, which restaurant is that? Is the leftover food yesterday? Why are there people collecting it now?"

Xiao Bei saw a car pulling a big wooden barrel. He got out of the car and took out a small wooden barrel from the back door of a restaurant, poured the things inside into the big wooden barrel, and said in wonder.

Zhang Xiaobao was also confused when he saw it. Generally, the hotel was pouring things the night before. If it was operated very late, it would be early the next morning. It seems that it is not good to go there now. There are many people walking around, and after seeing it, you will feel uncomfortable in your stomach, which will have an impact on the management of the hotel.

With the question in his heart, Zhang Xiaobao led a group of people to come over. Their actions obviously scared the person who poured things and stood there and dared not move.

Zhang Xiaobao came near, looked around, and said, "It's all steamed buns and rice, where are the leftovers?"

Xiao Bei also gave a guard a escort and asked him to pick him up and look over. Sure enough, just like what his brother said, the big wooden barrel was full of staple food and there were very few noodles.

The person asked did not dare not answer and replied: "Dishes, something was taken away by someone last night and fed the pigs. After eating them, the pigs will be very fat. I raise chickens and sell steamed buns and sesame cakes at home. Eating too much greasy chickens will become slander. If you don't feed them often, you won't like to lay eggs."

Zhang Xiaobao stared at the other party's eyes tightly. After the other party said that, he questioned: "Are you sure you didn't take the collected things home and then put them in the face again?"

"Don't dare, don't dare." The man said repeatedly, but his eyes flashed.

Zhang Xiaobao didn't say anything else and led his younger brother and sister to continue walking forward.

Wang Juan next to him sighed: "There are more and more smart people nowadays. I know how to further reduce costs. In fact, it's nothing to think about it carefully. The remaining staple food last night was taken back and not broken yet. Then it was reconciled in the noodles, steamed or roasted, and the high temperature was sterilized. Not only did it reuse resources, but it also saved yeast."

Wang Juan's words were obviously insincere, but living in a society, there was always helplessness. If everyone could consciously do what they should do, it would become something she couldn't believe.

Zhang Xiaobao was silent for a while, shook his head and said, "No, he will definitely not be allowed to do this. Today he is indulging him in making steamed buns, and tomorrow he may deal with the dishes he received.

For example, precipitate first, then cook, filter, precipitate, heat, and filter. Then put it in a bucket and sell it to a restaurant at a very low price. The restaurant's kitchen chefs use it to cook and make a normal roasted tofu. If the previous processing technology is not perfect enough, you can actually taste the taste of meaty tofu from even the tofu, pick up a thumbs up, and exclaim, this tofu... is amazing."

Xiao Bei next to him heard that the craftsmanship that his brother said was magical. He thought hard and reminded him: "Brother, can you put the remaining things after getting the oil into the compressed biscuits? Compressed biscuits are a lot of things that are put together, so it won't be wasted."

"Don't listen to your brother's nonsense, you will learn from it." Wang Juan was very helpless. He used to say that barbecue kebabs. When applying diarrhea medicine to treat dysentery, Xiao Bei helped to help him brush cold medicine to treat typhoid fever.

"So, what do you think about the score?" Zhang Xiaobao smiled and picked up his sister: "If you indulge once, it will happen more times in the future. I hope that the people of the Tang Dynasty can save and cherish food at all, but do not want to use this method to recycle and reuse it.

Of course, if you sell that oil to other countries, I don’t care. It’s not possible in China. So many things have been fermented, reacted, and heated. Who knows what can appear in it? What if it affects the genes? I’m scared, is it Xiao Bei?”
To be continued...