The morality of the children in the orphanage is different from that of ordinary people.

The orphanage, which almost isolated the external influence, was a place of raising a place established by his will for Ying Zheng.

In this place, there is almost no difference between people outside, nor is there any shortage of materials in reality, and various competitions due to insufficient materials.

In their lives, sometimes they are abundant and even overflowing material conditions.

Boys and girls receive education in this way.

Boys generally prefer detailed calculations and literature.

Girls prefer Mohist careers that require certain hands-on ability, as well as more jumpy poetry and verses.

This is not a bias between one and two people, but a bias between them.

They were all naughty at first, but later they saw a little bit of things outside and didn’t need to preach. They immediately realized that there might be some problems they might have and began to correct their problems on their own.

In such an environment, their morality and thinking concepts are truly difficult to understand and even afraid.

What they learned was carefully compiled by Ying Zheng, and Ju Zizhou taught his own knowledge and principles.

Ying Zheng always pays attention to these little ghosts.

Compared to Ying Zheng himself, these little kids have very poor learning abilities.

The theory of "relationship" was discussed for ten days and half a month, but some people still felt that they could not understand it.

The theory of "credit" has been explained many times, but some people still cannot accurately distinguish it.

The concept of "ownership" was broken and broken for the professor to give them, but they still couldn't understand it very much.

Compared to these, they can calculate clearly by those difficult numerical operations and financial considerations.

For Ying Zheng, they are really a strange group of people.

These people cannot understand the political twists and turns.

"Why must there be a master in the field?"

"Why did the power to restrain everyone's behavior that was originally to be gathered for everyone's good will be higher than everyone's lives?"

"Why……"

"Why……"

They have countless questions to ask.

Ying Zheng felt helpless about these stupid gadgets.

He often had to talk to them, gather their ideas, and listen to their opinions.

Ying Zheng is actually not much older than these people. It is easy for him to change his clothes and get in.

So he had enough understanding of these boys that he could not understand at all.

Over the past four years, the living environment that has been deliberately transformed has turned this group of children into a very unfamiliar existence to the whole world.

"There are some conclusions, which are very interesting." Qin Qiong said.

Qin Tao, who was standing beside him, raised his head and looked away from the wooden skeleton in his hand: "Have you succeeded?"

"No." Qin Qiong smiled and was very proud: "I couldn't do what the old man said last time, but I found something else."

"What?" Qin Tao asked curiously.

"Remember the information that Master gave us that time?"

"The Master has given us too much information. How can I know what you are talking about?" Qin Tao grinned.

"It's the shape of the iron plow." Qin Qiong gestured with both hands: "I looked at the plows in the past, the hoes in the present, the copper plows in the past and the iron plows in the present."

"So what?" Qin Tao scratched his head: "The plowshare can't make the grain yield higher. Last time you said that cooking medicine soup can double the grain yield. Didn't you directly replenish the grain to death?"

"Oh, don't care about what happened so long ago!" Qin Qiong surrendered immediately: "Actually, I think if the tools are changed, the current output can still be better."

"How can the tool change affect the yield?" Qin Tao disdained: "You should continue to cook the medicine soup!"

"There will definitely be some benefits when the tool changes!"

Qin Qiong looked at Qin Tao and was angry: "You have to make some plows for me!"

"I won't do it!" Qin Tao refused.

"If you don't do it, I will tell Sister Yao that you like her."

"You are so bad." Qin Tao blushed: "Don't use this to threaten me."

"Then you help me. Our good brothers came here. Do you not want to help me build the plow I want?"

"Then I don't want to be good brothers with you." Qin Tao said after holding it in for a long time.

"You!" Qin Qiong pointed at Qin Tao, speechless.

"What kind of plow do you want to build?" Ying Zheng, who was writing on the side, put away his pen and walked over and asked.

Qin Qiong was not angry because others heard her words: "How about your handicraft class?"

"I have a poor ability to do it myself, but I can ask someone who is better at hand to help." Ying Zheng smiled.

"Then..." Qin Qiong stuffed the drawing into Qin Tao's arms: "Someone has helped me, you can make a wooden model!"

"You ordered me again." Qin Tao pursed: "I won't help you."

"Why? Are we not good brothers? You said you should be good brothers with me!" Qin Qiong asked in confusion.

"But if you keep telling your sister, then I don't want to be good brothers with you anymore." Qin Tao said in a suffocating manner.

"What does that matter!" Qin Qiong put his shoulders on Qin Tao, lowered his head slightly, and said to him: "Think about it, my sister Yao is so good, there must be many people who like her, and Sister Yao herself must know that there are many people who like her."

"It's not surprising that you have one more!"

"That's not possible!" Qin Tao said in a muffled voice.

As they said this, it was difficult to unify their opinions.

Qin Qiong handed the drawn picture to Qin Tao. Qin Tao cut and carved it with a wooden knife, and according to the shape on the picture, he turned the plow designed by Qin Qiong into reality bit by bit.

Although, this reality is just a model.

The plow was made and Qin Tao assembled it.

This is a gadget with a very simple structure. Ying Zheng took it and looked carefully, and asked in confusion: "Are you really sure that this thing can increase the yield per mu of grain?"

"It should be..." Qin Qiong hesitated instead when he really reached the threshold for materialization.

He is actually not sure.

Ying Zheng looked at him hesitant and found it funny: "So you are not sure, right?"

"Realistically... it's OK...but..."

However, there is too little data for reference, and the data is relatively unreliable.

"No matter whether the grain yield can be increased or not, I think you can really teach farmers to work less when working." Ying Zheng shook his head: "As for whether the grain yield can be higher, we can only make specific considerations based on the situation in the future."

"This is also true..." Qin Qiong sighed: "After all, there are few samples, if there are many samples..."

"Then I'll find someone to make a few pairs of plows and use them." Ying Zheng shook his head: "I hope you are right."

"Then thank you." Qin Qiong was very grateful.

"A small matter."

...

"Show me, let me see." The dragon jumped, trying to squeeze into the crowd.

It is very easy for him to be strong and stick someone else's shoulders and tiptoe.

However, since he was squeezed out, it proves that the people in the inner circle are stronger than him.

Among the crowds, the children cried loudly.

Everyone then laughed happily.

Long couldn't help but grin and laughed as he heard the crying.

"Brother Ju, your son looks really ugly now." said one person.

Chen Ju, who was showing off in her child, nodded: "It's indeed a bit ugly."

A newborn child is ugly. Although Chen Ju does not have relevant knowledge, he still has some life experience.

Seeing the old people being so surprised, Chen Ju just showed off that his children were holding high.

"Perhaps, children are just a little ugly." He said with emotion.

"By the way, have you heard of it? The king has also had an elder son recently!"

"The king is old, right?" Chen Ju looked down at his precious son.

"Brother, can you touch me?" Long jumped at the end of the crowd.

Everyone around the talking was joking, and when they saw Long stretching out his palm, they shouted to make trouble.
To be continued...