When Zheng Yuming and Chu Chaohui arrived near the villa, the slaves were enjoying their dinner in their respective cafeterias. There were 5 large canteens in the valley, each with a hundred and fifty people eating, the slaves' cutlery was distributed by the valley, each with two sets, when the canteens opened, the slaves lined up with the cutlery to fight for their meals. When the canteen opens, the slaves will line up with their utensils to get their meals. Some slaves who get their meals will squat outside the canteen and eat directly, while some will take their meals back to their own mud huts. Most of the slaves who take their meals back to their mud huts are slaves who have families and children, and people inside the valley know each other, and only one person of a family needs to line up to get their family's share.
Today is the hot summer, even if the sun sets in the evening, the temperature is still not lowered much, the mud house is very hot, today stay outside the house to eat the slaves especially, they put their simple stools from the house to the open space in front of the house, a group of people sitting around eating and chatting.
Most of the simple stools were wooden stumps. The roots left behind when trees were cut down had to be grubbed up to be turned into plowed fields, and the slaves worked the grubbed up roots into stools, one or two of which would be found in each mud hut.
When Zheng Yuming and Chu Chaohui went back to the villa, they intentionally avoided the slaves who were having dinner, the slaves would drop the dishes in their hands and salute their masters if they were to see them passing by. When the slaves were eating dinner, it was the time of the day when they were in the most relaxed and happy mood, Zheng Chu and the two of them did not want to disturb the slaves.
Two tables were set up in the courtyard of the villa, one table held Zheng Chu's meals for the two of them, and the other table held dinner for the three children. Both tables were lit with an oil lamp, which used vegetable oil for illumination, and the three children were holding papers under the lamp to read and write. The concrete floor next to the two tables is lit with mosquito incense, which is made of a kind of mosquito grass, and the shape of the mosquito incense is made in the shape of a swirling disk incense from the twenty-first century. This kind of mosquito incense not only to avoid mosquitoes, even insects smell the flavor will avoid. There are no insects around the two tables, only some moths are still bravely pouncing on the oil lamps, of course the end is not too good, around the oil lamps after a few minutes there are moths fainted there.
As soon as Zheng Yuming entered the yard, Woody whimpered and pounced over, the little guy missed his master too much.
Zheng Yuming picked up Woody and stroked his dog's fur, sighing slightly in his heart. From the twenty-first century after being transported here, there have been five months of time, a German shepherd from puppy to grow up stereotypes generally in nine months or so, counting from the age of the dog at the time of the wear, how the wood must be more than six months old, even if it did not grow into the appearance of a big dog, but also has to be a small big dog is right, but nowadays, the wood, only one month of the growth of the twenty-first century growth level, is still a small wolfdog.
Wood's weird growth rate, Zheng Yuming and Chu Chao Hui to this space-time the second month on the discovery, the two not only found that the wood grows slowly, their own metabolism also slowed down, nails and hair growth rate is only half of the original space-time fast, while the villa around the growth of the plants together with the teleportation of the opposite, the plants to the growth of the more vigorous growth here, growth rate accelerated. For example, the sugar maple tree native to North America, originally it takes fifteen years to make sugar from the sap, but with the current growth of the sugar maple tree, five sugar maple trees with nine years of age don't need a year to boil maple sugar. The grapes on the grapevine next to the well in the yard were not supposed to ripen until August, but now you can have ripe grapes in early July. Behind the yard of other fruit trees and vegetables in the greenhouse situation is the same, some casually transplanted to the forest, by Zheng Yuming considered dispensable valuable flowers and trees, now also growing happy, those flowers and trees, some of them can not withstand low temperatures, in low temperatures will die in the plant, in the weather after the temperature rises, surprisingly back from the dead, growing free.
Zheng Chu two people can not find any scientific phenomenon to explain this problem, it may be too scientific, the two people can not understand, but the two people and a dog's body are very healthy, slow growth would not be a bad thing, in addition to wood's ambition to be hit, according to such a growth rate, it wants to become a mighty big wolf dog will have to patiently wait for two or three years.
Zheng Yuming went to the well and cleaned up a bit, then took the wood that didn't move an inch to eat dinner. Huo's siblings and Wei Qing waited until Zheng Chu's two men moved their chopsticks before holding up their own rice bowls, the rice on their table was the same as that on Zheng Chu's two men's table, and Zheng Chu's two men's table only had more bottles of Qingzhuang Premium Rice Wine than these three children.
The slaves are in the most comfortable mood when enjoying dinner, Zheng Yuming and Chu Chaohui are in the most pleasant mood when drinking under the starry night, the sounds of people coming from time to time outside the courtyard, the whispers of the three children at the dinner table, the nightingale chirping coming from the forest in the distance, the gusts of the evening breeze whisking over their bodies, and savoring the fragrant rice wine that is pursed into their mouths, the two of them feel that all of the hustle and bustle at this time of the day is all worth it.
The three children ate quickly, and when they finished eating and dropped their rice bowls, Su woman immediately went up and cleaned up the things on this table, making room for the three to continue studying.
"Si Zhong, carry this lamp over as well." Zheng Yuming didn't want his children to become nearsighted in the future, the moon was full tonight, and he could see the food and wine on the dining table without an oil lamp.
"Yes, my lord!" Huo Sizhong's execution of Zheng Yuming's instructions never hit a lull. After Huo Sizhong put the lamp on the table, Wei Qing didn't even realize that there was an extra lamp on the table, he was scratching his head over a math problem. Wei Qing is the smartest of the three children, but learning knowledge is the worst one, Wei Qing would rather increase the training, are not willing to sit quietly writing and counting, but Zheng Chu two people are very concerned about the progress of their studies, Wei Qing had to fight with these dense numbers.
The courtyard door was knocked, the Su woman opened the small door on the stainless steel door, and Fan Zin walked in carrying a hang of wild game. At this time of the year the ones who come to the villa are either the steward or Fan Jin, the steward has something to report, and Fan Jin is here to further his education.
Fan Zin brought the wild meat that the slaves had cleaned up, and told Su woman to put it in a barrel and hang it in the well, where the temperature was cool enough that the raw meat wouldn't have an odor when put into tomorrow's cooking.
"Come and have a drink!" Chu Chao Hui greeted Fan Zin, since Fan Zin from him to understand what is called ideological education, immediately in the classroom to the children to implement, of course, that kind of thinking is Fan Zin's own summary of the idea.
"Thank you, my lord!" Fan Zin was overjoyed, the food and drink was a small matter, and this gesture from the two lords towards him showed the importance of the honor.
Zheng Yuming looked at the respectful attitude of Fan Jin has a different kind of joy, this only know a hundred words of oral art people, more than two months of work, from an exiled prisoner into the soul of the valley engineer, the valley slaves, see Fan Jin will be honored to call a 'teacher', they do not have the culture but very much respect the teaching of the person. Fan Jin from the day he was appointed as a teacher, like a chicken blood like exuberance, self-study up very hard.
Chu Chao Hui drank wine while chatting with Fan Jin. Fan Zin had traveled to the homes of many Wu nobles to perform his skills, and he knew a little bit about the situation of the upper class in Wu. Zheng Chu and the two of them wanted to know about the various forces in the Wu royal court, and Fan Jin was able to provide a lot of useful information.
"Nowadays the royal court is divided into two factions, one led by the Hussar General and the other by Dr. Jiang, who is disliked by the people of the royal capital."
"Why do the people dislike Dr. Kang? Who do you think is good and who is bad?" Zheng Yuming was interested.
"Dafu Jiang relies on offering beauty to become powerful today, he is a sycophant, and General Hussar's faction is a loyal minister." Fan Jin bristled, in his heart, he despised Minister Jiang. People always looked down on ministers who used treasures and women to win the king's favor.
"Why do I feel like it's the old forces and the new forces fighting." Zheng Yuming shook his head.
"It's all a dispute of interests." Chu Zhaohui heard the essence of the two factions of the dispute, it seems to be the Jiang surname QingDaFu in the royal court in the power is getting bigger and bigger, has affected the interests of the world family, there is a conflict of interest will be strife, if the hussar general think JiangDaFu offer beauty is sycophant, to get rid of the treacherous, early ten years ago what to do, then riji Ji did not have a sole favorite, down JiangDaFu don't be too easy. Ten years ago did not stand to Prince Zhao side, ten years after the station, must be Jiang Dafu has been a serious threat to them.
Zheng Yuming and Chu Chaohui spoke in Mandarin in these two discussions, Fan Jin could not understand them, he squinted his eyes to observe his two masters, only to feel that the two people in front of him had similar expressions on their faces, and their demeanor was consistent, and Fan Jin had a feeling that he could not fit in.
Valley to ten o'clock in the evening, has not heard a little human voice, can not see a trace of light, people have gone back to bed. Zheng Yuming and Chu Zhaohui did not sleep in the bedroom on the second floor, but in the third floor attic in front of the large balcony spread a summer mat, where the wind is the largest, lying here to sleep will not sweat, next to the point of two trays of mosquito coils there are no mosquito bites, the last few days, Zheng Yuming and Chu Zhaohui are sleeping here.
"Chao Hui, can we make the valley a true paradise?" Zheng Yuming was speaking with his eyes closed.
"What kind of paradise?" Chu Chao Hui turned on his side while lying beside Zheng Yu Ming, greedily looking at Zheng Yu Ming under the moonlight. Eighteen or nine years old Zheng Yuming's appearance was between a teenager and an adult, with a kind of special charm.
"No hunger, no privileges, democracy, freedom, am I being whimsical to think this way?" Zheng Yuming laughed softly, "I was originally going to write a YA novel, which was to have the protagonist travel to ancient times to establish a dream country, I didn't realize that the novel wasn't written, but I actually came myself."
Only when he arrived here did Zheng Yuming realize that what ideals are blank in front of survival, he and Chu Chao Hui were lucky to have met such a benevolent nobleman as Gong Ziguang, with Gong Ziguang's shelter, he was able to make the valley develop rapidly, otherwise with sneaking around doing business and buying slaves, the valley and Nambu wouldn't have begun to take shape in more than four months.
"Be strong enough and you can have your paradise under our jurisdiction. Yuming, it's not necessarily true that your ideals won't be realized."
Chu Chao Hui grabbed one of Zheng Yuming's hands and gently shook it.
Zheng Yuming opened his eyes, only to see Chu Chao Hui's eyes lowered, unable to see what expression was on his face.
"Chao Hui, what are your ideals?"
"My ideal?" Chu Chao Hui let go of Zheng Yuming's hand, raised his eyes to live, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "My ideal is to live righteously." Said here Chu Chao Hui paused for a moment. "Living with the person I love in what you call a paradise."
"Haha!" Zheng Yuming laughed happily.
"What are you laughing at?" Chu Chao Hui flinched.
"I thought you were going to be Emperor Wu of Han." Zheng Yuming always had a worry in his heart, he was afraid that when the valley developed to a certain point, Chu Chao Hui would use the power of the valley to fight for the world, Zheng Yuming didn't have a good feeling about monarchy, he was a democrat at heart.
"No! I don't have that kind of ambition, when I first came here, I just wanted to live well, but now..." Chu Chao Hui swallowed the latter part of his sentence.
"What do you want now?" Zheng Yuming turned over to face Chu Chao Hui and asked after him.
"Now?..." Chu Chao Hui's eyes had a bright light in them, "Now more than ever, I want to live well!"
"..." Zheng Yuming waited with full attention for Chu Chao Hui's ambition, but he never expected to hear these words so devoid of ambition. "You're not as ambitious as me!"
"Haha! My ideals are never the most practical!" Chu Chao Hui looked at the skittish Zheng Yuming and let out a burst of loud laughter.
To be able to live a life of freedom and dignity and to have a beloved lover is precisely the dream of many people.