Volume 3: Fellow villagers, let’s farm together~ Chapter 70: The Wolf King's Bedtime Story
Xiao Yun’s new slogan “Knowledge creates wealth” is not just for fun. This slogan can really be used in the current tribe, and it is very necessary to put it into practice.
It all started when Xiao Yun accidentally discovered that when in Balkron form, it could secrete saliva with a Hammett acidity function infinitely close to that of pure sulfuric acid (pKa value = -11.93). It could easily corrode metal with just one spit, which simply stunned him!
Balk originally intended to show off his destructive power and scare Xiao Yun, who had always forced him to learn a lot of mathematical formulas. He didn't expect Xiao Yun to drag him out immediately, put out kaolin porcelain, and force him to turn into a dragon and spit into it, the more the better. He couldn't spit anymore and was scolded...
Balk's dream was shattered and he was in tears. His ability to spray acid was just for show. This acid was secreted from the dragon's powerful stomach. It was usually used to destroy magic circles and barriers (after being caught accidentally). The "yield" was extremely low, which easily broke Xiao Yun's beautiful fantasy of "having strong acid can extract insoluble phosphate fertilizer and put phosphate ore to use"...
Xiao Yun, who was angry and humiliated, would not let Balk off so easily. He immediately revealed his true identity and madly exploited Balk's magic ability - mainly material mimicry magic - this skill of conjuring cages or ropes to capture slaves was transformed into a supporting equipment for high school chemistry experiments under Xiao Yun's high pressure, and it was also a self-propelled, intelligent Longgong intelligent laboratory. Under Xiao Yun's leadership, the following experiments were completed in just a few months:
Dissolve the salt in water, dissolve it through steam, filter, cool and crystallize it, centrifuge and dry it to obtain ammonium chloride. Heat the mixture of solid ammonium chloride and slaked lime to extract ammonia gas, and then obtain liquid ammonia from the ammonia gas. React liquid ammonia with carbon dioxide to produce ammonium formate (methylammonium), a part of which is dehydrated to form urea, and then heat the urea to obtain cyanuric acid. Cyanuric acid is chlorinated to obtain trichloroisocyanuric acid - well, that is the white powder used for disinfecting fish ponds, which needs to be diluted more than 1,000 times before use.
... Xiao Yun didn't want to waste so much effort to make fish pond disinfectant powder. The problem was that Balk, the useless mana of the strongest magic race, was limited. He could only do experiments at best, but couldn't mass produce it. What could he do? Synthetic ammonia and urea were both good things, but what could he do if they couldn't be mass produced? He could only test the possibility and route of chemical development first, and then start the work when the population base increased, there were talents, and the ability to produce supporting tools was available.
It was also because of Xiao Yun's unconcealable disdain that Balk began to doubt his own strength and gradually became more and more obedient...
Of course, the fish pond disinfectant powder was not in vain. Fish were raised in the canals and ponds in the tribe, and they were growing quite well... Xiao Yun also asked Hongye to take some time to go to the Tauren tribe and deliver some to them. Next year, when the Tauren people plant rice, they can dilute this stuff and use it to soak the seeds. It has a good bactericidal effect without damaging the seeds. After taking so much advantage of the Tauren, we should give back.
As for the present , Xiao Yun cannot enjoy the convenience of industrial fertilizers in the short term, so he can only expand the scale of earthworm farming as much as possible... Earthworm farming, which may very likely lose money on Earth, is flourishing here. Not only have the cattle, sheep and pork in captivity become visibly fatter, but the wheat fields, sweet potato fields, potato fields and pepper fields that have been spread with earthworm manure are also growing very vigorously.
"It would be perfect if we could raise chickens, ducks and geese." Xiao Yun, who never knew what contentment was, was still not satisfied. As for the pastoral life, it always felt like something was missing without chickens on the land.
The human kingdom has chickens, ducks and geese, but they are separated by the inland sea... The Lamia caravan is not idle enough to send live chickens and ducks from afar. Catching wild chickens and ducks and taming them by yourself... emmmm... It doesn't seem reliable. Poultry are not as strong as wild boars. They will die if they are infected by any bacteria. Chickens and ducks that have adapted to living with humans have enough antibodies in their genes, so chicken plague will still break out.
After waving goodbye to Balk and his salt-drying team, Xiao Yun, who had no students to bully... er... to guide that night, came to Teacher Lang Guo's square classroom, listened for about ten minutes... and then fled.
The ancients said that if you were a butcher in your previous life, you would teach in this life. It’s true!
The job of a teacher is not something that just anyone can do. No wonder when I was in school, the hairlines of male teachers receded rapidly after they turned 40!
Lan Guo, you've worked hard! I'd rather die than let my friend die, keep it up!
I hid back in the dormitory and wiped the sweat off my forehead, recalling the more painful faces in the classroom in the square. Emmmmm... It seems that I have really pushed everyone too much. It's okay now that there's no farming season, but won't something go wrong when the busy farming season comes?
A proper balance between relaxation and tension, no, a proper balance between tension and relaxation, is what suits the working and studying atmosphere of being active, diligent, serious and lively. Thinking about it, for such a long time, no benefits have been given to everyone except food, which seems to be a bit unhealthy - studying and working after having a full stomach seems to be even more miserable than the senior high school students. Shouldn't we provide some spiritual food to the tribe?
Xiao Yun clenched his right fist and hit the palm of his left hand. He had to make the educational games on the spot, as he was afraid that he would be addicted to them and miss out on his main tasks. He couldn't sing, dance, or act in the art troupe, so he just told stories, such as One Thousand and One Nights and Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, and it was a good thing, so why not?
Xiao Yun did it as soon as he thought of it. He immediately found the work plan for the previous quarter, turned over the blank space on the back, picked up the charcoal pencil and started writing and drawing... He had to figure out what kind of short story could seamlessly integrate into this world and inspire the tribesmen to think, understand the ways of the world, and stop being so stupid and cute.
Well, seamless integration into this world is the key, a simple, crude and easy-to-understand story is the key, and making the tribe understand the dangers of the world is even more important...
He moved the story from his memory, combined it with the customs and habits of this world, and added Xiao Yun's sinister purpose, and after seeing that the outline was almost ready, Xiao Yun rolled up the cloth, went out, and came to the square.
In the open-air classroom on the square, Lan Guo was repeating the vertical form of division for the Nth time with a bitter face... The gray dwarves, goblins, and caracals, whose ears were callused, were either in a daze or chatting in low voices. The snow wolves, whose brains were full of paste, looked even more bitter than Lan Guo.
"Well... let's stop here for today's class. Lan Guo, you should also take a break and drink some fruit water."
Xiao Yun handed the benefit of being a teacher, jam made from wild fruits that were too bitter to eat directly, to the painful-looking Lan Guo, and asked him to sit next to him and take a rest. He stood in Lan Guo's teacher's position, facing more than a hundred faces that were either curious or relieved: "Everyone has worked hard. We will arrange for everyone to rest in batches during work. Studying also requires a combination of work and rest. Today we will end the get out of class half an hour early to let Lan Guo take a rest. Let me tell you a little story from the human kingdom..."
When Xiao Yun mentioned that the get out of class ended early, no one cheered like modern students do. The reason was not that everyone loved studying, but that there was really nothing to do... It is true that during the busy farming season, people would be so tired that they could fall asleep as soon as they lay down, but now is the slack season. Even if the tribe is still digging canals and building river embankments, the amount of work assigned to each person every day is still half less than during the spring ploughing season. During this time before going to bed, everyone gathers in the square to attend classes or chat, which is always more interesting than squatting in a dark room - even Thrall, a human, mingled in the crowd and listened to the caracals and gray dwarves chatting. He was smart enough to rub the fur of the caracal cubs.
It was the first time that Ayun said he wanted to tell everyone a story. The caracals and gray dwarves who were chatting in low voices immediately shut their mouths and looked over curiously.
"In the middle of the human kingdom, there is a small country with a small population. One morning, a hunter got up early and went out of the city to hunt. When he passed a bridge outside the city, he found that the king's carriage had overturned under the bridge. The hunter was startled and shouted for the king, but heard no response. So the hunter ran to a nearby house, called the farmers, went down to the river and dragged the king's carriage to the shore..."
Everyone's attention was immediately attracted by this suspenseful opening, and Thrall opened his mouth wide... You, you, you, you, even if you are a very small city-state, you didn't start by talking about the king? !
"People dragged the carriage to the shore and pried open the deformed door. It was terrible... The king was in the carriage. His head, face, mouth, nose, and clothes were covered in blood. The king was dead!"
Sal: “…”
"People were horrified and quickly hoisted the horse pulling the carriage ashore. Upon closer inspection, they found that the horse's hoof had been cut by something, leaving some blood on the bridge. People speculated that perhaps the horse's hoof had been cut when the king's carriage was crossing the bridge, and in a moment of panic, it pulled the carriage under the bridge, killing their respected king."
"People were very sad. The peasants with carriages drove to the castle to inform the queen, while the hunters returned to the city to report the tragedy outside the city to the governor..."
"The consul was a great nobleman in the kingdom. He was shocked to hear that the king had passed away, and he immediately led his soldiers to the outskirts of the city... When he saw the king's body at the scene, the consul was extremely sad... But soon, the great nobleman discovered that something was wrong with the king's carriage, because the king's head was broken when the carriage fell under the bridge, and blood was all over his clothes, but there was not so much blood in the carriage. Where did the king's blood go?"
"The consul said, no, our dear king did not die in an accidental carriage fall. Our respected king was killed and stuffed into the carriage. The murderer deliberately injured his horse and pushed the carriage under the bridge to create the illusion of a carriage accident!"
"People were very surprised and couldn't believe that such a terrible thing happened around them. The consul opened the door of the carriage wide to let people see the small amount of blood in the carriage and asked people: If the king broke his head in the carriage, why did his blood only stain his clothes and not spray into the carriage? When people kill sheep, if they are not skilled enough, the blood will spray everywhere?"
The adult caracals nodded repeatedly when they heard this. When they first started killing sheep, they were often covered in the blood of live sheep.
Sarr was too shocked by Xiao Yun's "contempt" for the royal family to care about it. He was completely attracted by the story of the king being murdered. He couldn't wait to ask, "And then?"
"The angry archon said to the soldiers and farmers, we can't just watch our respected king being killed and do nothing. We should find out the truth about the king's murder. People agreed. Under the guidance of the archon, the soldiers protected the scene, and the farmers rushed to all directions to inform the people of this sad and infuriating incident."
"The consul, along with a small group of soldiers and several elderly farmers, followed the tracks of the king's carriage and soon arrived in front of the castle. The beautiful queen had just heard the bad news and ran out of the castle barefoot with her hair loose, without bothering to dress up. She asked the consul sadly: Someone said that the king had passed away. Is this true?"
"The consul said sadly, yes, a hunter found the king's carriage overturned under the bridge..."
The story Xiao Yun told had nothing to do with the so-called fairy tales… In fact, what he told was not a fairy tale, but a case from a CCTV legal program. He integrated the tortuous process of solving the case with the background of this world and made up a royal suspense murder case similar to “Paan An Jing Qi” - the serious human Sal listened with great concentration, sometimes lamenting the charming queen, and clenching his fists in excitement for the wit of the wise and brave archon, not to mention the grassland people whose spiritual entertainment was infinitely close to zero. Even the silly and cute Niu Jiao held his breath, for fear that his breathing was too loud to hear Xiao Yun’s story clearly!
In the story, the traveler who traveled overnight testified that the carriage had rushed past the castle before dawn. The queen told the king why he had hurriedly left the castle and rushed to the city. The coachman, who was drunk and fell asleep in the farmland, could not explain what happened in the early morning... The tortuous, foggy, desperate and bright detective process, plus the two reversals at the end -
The first reversal was that the archon finally caught the real murderer of the king, who was the queen who had been crying sadly before: the queen was discovered by the king while having a secret meeting with her lover. In desperation, the queen picked up a vase in the bedroom and smashed the king's head. The bloodstains found under the carpet in the bedroom made the queen speechless, and she had to admit that this was the first scene of the murder of the king; then she asked her lover to stuff the king into a carriage and throw it under the bridge leading to the city. The coachman who was suspected of "drunk driving" drank too much the night before, and when he rushed back to the castle overnight, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and slept by the field, interfering with the investigation's vision.
This incredible reversal made Thrall's jaw drop, and the grassland people were stunned...
This is not the end. There is a reversal that breaks everyone's simple worldview: the queen who murdered the king was sent to the gallows. Because the king's son was still young, people elected the consul as regent to assist the young prince in governing the country. Then... the hunter who first discovered the king's carriage received a large sum of money from the regent and was about to leave the country to buy a small nobleman somewhere else when he was killed by the people sent by the regent...
The truth was revealed. It turned out that the person who discovered the first scene was the queen's lover. He had a strong presence throughout the story, but he never met the queen in public. He took the regent's money, seduced the queen to cheat, induced the queen to kill the king, and made the queen the mastermind of the king's murder. But because he knew too much, he was silenced afterwards...
"…This is today's bedtime story, a royal secret that happened in a small country in the human kingdom. Okay, everyone, go to bed, and work and study with full energy tomorrow!"
...More than a hundred confused faces stared at him blankly, and the sounds of the shattered worldviews of the simple and honest grassland people played like a symphony.
Xiao Yun waved to everyone with a smile, walked into the crowd, picked up the youngest caracal cub, and went back to the dormitory to sleep refreshed.
“…Ahhhhhhh!” Qingcao, filled with grief and indignation, held his head with both hands. Why is this happening? Return that wise and powerful Archon to me!
"..." Thrall almost fell to the ground with his eyes blank. Such an absurd story ... To him, a man who came from human society and understood the moral character of nobles, it was ironically true~!
The gray dwarves had a look of collapse and were played with. The dark elves they once served were not as dark as the human kingdom in Ayun's story. The goblins were trembling in fear. It was so scary! Humans were so scary!
The Grassroots chief had sweat all over his forehead. The Fire Chief was confused, and he couldn't get over the story of the protagonist, the Archon, becoming the villain. The tribal heritage was also passed down orally among the successive chiefs in the form of stories. He couldn't understand why the Archon who ran through the plot was so bad, and how the king of a country could be harmed so easily...
The next day, everyone gathered in the square before going to bed for the night class. While listening to Lan Guo's lecture, they kept looking at the No. 2 dormitory where Ayun lived. Halfway through the class, Ayun came out holding a roll of cloth...
However, Ayun did not start telling stories right away. Instead, he looked at Lan Guo seriously and said, "Lan Guo, there were a few people who were not studying well and not paying attention in class. Point them out and send them back to sleep. Those who are not studying hard are not allowed to listen to bedtime stories."
Lan Guo: “…”
The inner thoughts of the poor students who were indeed distracted: “Stop it, you devil, why didn’t you say it earlier~~~~~!!”
Xiao Yun stared at Lan Guo for five seconds. Lan Guo couldn't stand the pressure anymore and turned away silently... He couldn't betray his people!
Xiao Yun didn't really want to get into the details. He smiled and nodded as he looked at the nervous tribesmen: "It seems that everyone is quite serious today. That's great. You should all study hard in the future." He paused and smiled again, "Everyone should supervise each other in the future. If you find that someone is not serious in class, you should remind each other. Whether you learn well or not is a problem of comprehension. If you don't study seriously, it is an attitude problem. Attitude is the most serious problem. Once you find out, you should investigate their crime... I'm not just talking!"
The poor students shuddered on the spot... and shook their heads to indicate that they would never do that. Apart from Dahe, who else would want to pick a fight with Ayun?
That night, Xiao Yun was still telling a modified version of "Fairy Tale", using the cases in the legal program as the main line, and fictionalizing a series of stories that were triggered by the discovery of an unidentified male corpse in a well in a small human country.
This time, Xiao Yun made it clear at the beginning that the small town sheriff who investigated the case was innocent and just, so that everyone could focus on the case itself. Then, at the same pace as when the program "Today's Statement: Smoke Locked Funeral Home" was broadcast, this story that was integrated into the local culture was told bit by bit...
This episode caused quite a stir when it was broadcast, and even after many years it still has a considerable number of views on the Internet, which shows the "gold content" of this case - even if Xiao Yun cut out some of the "original plot" that could not be modified in order to make it easier for everyone to understand, the twists and turns in it are enough to open the eyes of Sal, a human, and a group of grassland people.
After this story was told, many people in the dormitory talked about it for half the night before falling asleep. There was no other way. Life on the grassland was too simple, and there was no entertainment at all. After Xiao Yun's unreasonable and drastic measures, whether it was Sal, the two experienced tribe leaders, or the ignorant cubs, they all felt like they had opened the door to a new world... This world was so new and so big that it made people tremble with fear, but they couldn't help but peek inside the door.
The next day, even Niu Jiao, a silly guy who did nine out of ten things without thinking, stared at Thrall for a long time, and then said something that made Thrall's blood splatter: "Thrall, your human world is so scary. It's not easy for you to live this long."
"..." Sal silently covered his chest. He wanted to say no, no, that was nonsense. The most dangerous period he had encountered in his life was just being involved in the jealousy between noble ladies. This was enough to force him, a commoner, to be treated as a clown to please others by the noble ladies' suitors and he had to leave his hometown. It was not as scary as Ayun said!
But if he was asked to say that there was absolutely no such thing, Sal couldn't open his mouth. After all, the nobles' butts were really dirty...
The people in the tribe were torn between their anticipation for Ayun's wonderful stories and their fear of the dark side of the story world. On the other hand, the team that went to dry salt brought back a batch of salt in a few days - thanks to the salt fields opened last year and the accumulated experience, with enough iron pots, they produced more than 2,000 kilograms of salt in just one week, which was tied to Balk's dragon's back and sent back first.
Balke landed on the ground and lay there waiting for the Dahe work team to unload the salt bags. He stood up, turned back into human form, put on his clothes, and ran to the kitchen to find something to eat. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Niu Jiao and the caracal cub who came to get a snack were enthusiastically discussing the murder case of the nobles.
Balk: “???”
He had only been away for a week, so why had the style of the horns and the caracal cubs changed so much? Did he take the wrong route back?
While eating delicious pan-fried buns and listening to the four eloquent caracal cubs supplementing each other's fresh story that Ayun just told last night, Balk was so shocked that his jaw almost dropped on the stove; after being shocked, Green Dragon's heart was suddenly burning with anger... You are so good, Ayun, you told everyone such a wonderful and bizarre story while I was away? !
"I'm not good enough for you? Ever since we started living together, I've spent the most time face to face with you. I can see the holes in your inconveniently long hair!" Xiao Yun stood up the rake, holding his hand on the handle to breathe, and waved his other hand in disdain. "This is just the first round. I'll repeat it when you come back from salt drying. I'll surprise you every day. It's enough for you to listen."
"You want me to listen to the second batch~~~~~?" Balk refused to accept the explanation and felt aggrieved.
"I had no experience telling the story the first time, so some of the details were not exciting or interesting enough. The second time I told the story now that I had experience, it was definitely more comfortable than the first time... It's like when we went to dry salt, didn't we stumble and fall last year? Now that we have experience, everyone's efficiency is much higher, right?"
Balke was satisfied and after completing the delivery job, he flapped his wings back to the beach.
Xiao Yun watched the big-bellied lizard fly away, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "I've never been married in my two lives, and I just have this eldest son! "
