He suddenly discovered that the Qin Dynasty had undergone tremendous changes, and these poor people had so many choices.

People who have been poor for generations have the opportunity to become officials.

Is all this really brought by Huaiguzi?

But...if it wasn't for Huaiguzi, who brought it?

Feng Quli couldn't sleep even more.

He suddenly realized that in this ever-changing world, he was a little at a loss and could not keep up with the times.

In recent years, the emperor forced all officials to go to Shangjun Villa to attend night school to learn the latest scientific and cultural knowledge.

All officials are reluctant to go there, cursing when they go, and cursing when they come out, because the night school is too crooked.

The fees are very expensive, and everything you learn is useless.

What steam engine repair, what hotel operation, what sows are postpartum care, how to fry crispy oil cakes, and how to grow delicious Sumai.

Damn, why do you learn this thing? Does it have something to do with governing the country and maintaining peace?

But Feng Quli suddenly realized that the things he had learned in Shangjun Villa may not be useless.

Anyway, he couldn't sleep, so he simply put on his clothes and came out.

After coming out, Feng Quli found that there were already pedestrians on the street.

There happened to be a fried pancake at the entrance of the store.

Feng Quli discovered that this person's technique was exactly the same as what he learned.

The man saw Feng Quli's eyes were stunning and smiled slightly: "Come on one?"

Feng Quli touched his pocket and had no money.

The fried cake saw Feng Quli's embarrassment and smiled at him: "Can you fry the fried cake?"

Feng Quli said, "Can...yes?"

The boss said, "Try it?"

Feng Quli didn't know what he was thinking, so he walked over and started frying oil cakes.

The boss praised it: "This technique is, well, very experienced."

He said to Feng Quli: "I'm urged to pee and go to the bathroom, but I'm afraid I'll leave my customer. Now I'll do it for me for a while. I'll change you later."

The boss left in a hurry.

Feng Quli continued to fry the oil cakes.

Customers kept coming to buy and were sick, and Feng Quli started several orders according to the price assigned by his boss.

When he was doing business, he began to think about the issue of oil, the issues of face, the issues of taxation, and the issues of the country being rich and the people being strong.

Feng Quli suddenly realized that this was a world he had never thought about.

At this moment, the people in the world are no longer simply numbers, but living people.

Could it be... Shangjun Villa teaches us fried cakes with a different meaning?

For a moment, Feng Quli gained a sense of respect for Li Shui.

At the same time, Li Shui was sitting in Shangjun Villa, racking his brains to think about a new lesson.

All the things that should be handed over are taught. Do you need those court officials to graduate? No, how can you make money after graduation?

Li Shui said to Xianglizhu: "You have an idea."

Xianglizhu rolled her eyes: "Tell them to knit sweaters."

Li Shui clapped his hands: "This is good."

Akari Take: "...Is it really a teaching? Is this the meaning of making money too obvious?"

Li Shui coughed dryly: "Look at what you said, how can this be a profit? Knitting sweaters is also a craft. Now it emphasizes equality between men and women. Women can knit sweaters, why can't men do it?"

Xianglizhu: "...Then you men will have a child."

Li Shui: “…”

It seems that time travelers really influence the course of history. The warning of having children is two thousand years ahead of schedule.

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Tonight, the night school started again.

After the court officials paid the money, they entered Shangjun Villa.

Everyone walked along the way and talked: "This lesson has become more and more outrageous recently."

"Yes, yes. Isn't this nonsense for sows' postpartum care? We are important officials in the court and come here to learn how to raise pigs every day. What is the reason?"

"It's okay to study, but I still have to do my homework. In order to do my homework these days, I have also gone to the countryside to observe it, and let the old farmers make a real joke."

"Oh, it's okay to make up for the joke. If you don't write your homework properly, you have to make up for it. That's all..."

"It's okay to make up for it, but you have to pay the tutoring fee. Isn't this nonsense?"

These high-ranking officials were originally gentle and gentle. Since they have been raising pigs and working on steam engines recently, they have also learned some oral language with the masters.

I can still maintain a gentle and elegant appearance at ordinary times. Once I feel depressed, I will also utter dirty words.

They walked to the small blackboard and looked at the content of today's class. When they saw the words "knitting a sweater", they almost vomited.

"Damn it, the exiled immortal is too bullying."

"The shitty banished immortal is just a shameless alchemist."

Feng Quli stood at the end of the crowd without saying a word.

Everyone also knew that he was embarrassed and ignored him.

Feng Quli looked at the three words knitting sweaters, but he had different ideas in his heart than everyone else.

Is knitting a sweater just knitting a sweater?

Do you need to know the production of wool by knitting sweaters? Now wool is a business, and how many people live on wool?

If there is too much wool, the price will be lower and the people will suffer from poverty.

There is less wool and the price is too high, so the people cannot afford to wear it.

Feng Quli instantly figured it out: It turns out that every step of the exiled immortal is profound. I understand, I understand it all. The exiled immortal doesn’t want us to rely too much on him, so we use this secret guidance method to let us understand everything.

At this moment, Feng Quli suddenly felt a little ashamed. He felt that he was a little narrow-minded and a little insignificant. Especially when compared with the exiled immortal.

Things in the past are really unbearable to look back on.

Alas, the exiled immortal looks at the whole world.

What I thought was indeed the little credit.
Chapter completed!