The Taoist priest was busy roasting glutinous rice cakes. Where can I get the time to listen to what the adults said? He carefully put a few bamboo sticks on the charcoal fire and set a rack, then placed a glutinous rice cake on it, pinched it with his hands from time to time, and flipped it over. He was afraid that the glutinous rice cake would be battered. In the past few days, the food was too precious. Glutinous rice is a rare item, and this glutinous rice cake is also very rare.

Although the stove pit is very hot here, the Taoist priest didn't care at all. Sweat beads suddenly slid down on his face, leaving marks on the Taoist priest's face.

After waiting for a long time, the glutinous rice cake finally emitted a burnt fragrance of the grain. After pinching the glutinous rice cake with his little hand, it turned soft, and the Taoist priest finally showed a smile on his face.

The surface of the glutinous rice cake is roasted yellow and it is very crispy when bitten. It tastes very fragrant when you eat it. The glutinous rice cake is very sticky and does not need to add sugar or any other seasonings. It is just that the original flavor of the glutinous rice cake is the ultimate taste. The Taoist master broke half of it and took it to the master.

"Master, take a good glutinous rice cake."

When the old Taoist saw his disciple being filial, he was so happy that he narrowed his eyes: "Master doesn't like to sip glutinous rice cakes, Xing'er eats them by himself."

"Master, let's eat it." The Taoist priest refused to do it. He felt that such delicious food must be eaten with the old Taoist priest.

"Master Taoist, Taoist Taoist Taoist is so filial." Zhang Fangqing said sincerely.

"Haha. This kid, nothing is left behind me." The old Taoist priest had a hint of pride.

Zhang Fangqing and his wife sat in the old Taoist for a while and then went to the mountains to cut down trees.

The old Taoist asked them to cut down the trees and come over to eat before going down the mountain. This time, Zhang Fangqing did not agree.

"Master, we will drag the trees back along the mountain stream later." Zhang Fangqing said.

"How can I drag it down just now?" the old Taoist asked in confusion.

"We came here and cut a batch of them last time, and kept it on the mountain and didn't drag it back. This time we just dragged the ones we cut back last time, and cut another batch. Not long after, we will choose a place to build a school. The Taoist priest would be better for us to show our brigade a good place. This school is very tight," said Xiao Dajiang.

The old Taoist waved his hands repeatedly: "Now the public is going to do science when they are studying schools. When I go to see the place, isn't that feudal superstition? If anyone takes this matter in the future, I, the old Taoist priest, will be in trouble."

Zhang Fangqing nodded: "The commune cadres said that when the school is completed, our Xianjiqiao Village will also open a night school in the future. Those who touch the hoe will also learn culture and science. Don't bother Taoist Master. It's hard to talk about the future."

Zhang Fangqing is also one of the few visionary people in Xianjiqiao.

Not long after, the school was built on Xianji Bridge. Several brigade cadres of Xianji Bridge directly made this matter. No one decided to invite the Earth Immortal or Taoist priest to go over and see the house. In fact, it doesn’t matter whether they look at it or not. In the words of the old Taoist, this school is a public place. The public place brings the luck of the public, and ordinary evil spirits dare not invade it.

The old Taoist also took his disciple down the mountain to see the school construction scene. Hundreds of people from the village were dispatched together, and the scene was really spectacular. A short mountain was razed to the ground in just a few days.

"One grade and one class, you need five classrooms. Let's make more plans and build six classrooms. In addition, we need to prepare rooms for the teacher. There is a model for the primary school in this town. I'll go to the town tomorrow and get the size back. Fang Qing, you are a plasterer, so this matter will be left to you." Zhou Maolin said.

Zhang Fangqing responded directly. He is the best plasterer in Xianjiqiao. He is the master of this school. The plasterer in the village follows his command. If anything happens in the future, he will naturally find him as the master.

This master actually has no other benefits. Whether it is a master or a deputy, he gets the same work points. He is all communism, so he naturally eats big pot rice and distributes it evenly.

When Zhou Maolin saw the old Taoist coming with his apprentice, he greeted the old Taoist politely: "Master, I was going to call you to come and help me see the venue of the school. Later, after thinking about it, I found a random place."

"This place is good, this place is good. It is a place that is outstanding. The school is built by the public and is originally the great fortune of the public. Any place can be built anywhere, and I will bring Xing'er to see it. In the future, he will also come to the school to study." The old Taoist said.

"The Taoist Master is here to study too? OK, okay. It's time to study." Zhou Maolin said.

Zhou Maolin was busy all the time. He was in charge of building a primary school inside and out, busy and walked away after saying a few words.

"Disciple, how do you think of this school?" asked the old Taoist.

"How can I know whether this school is good or not?" The Taoist priest looked at the bumpy holes everywhere and frowned. There was nothing good at it at all.

As soon as Zhang Xilai saw the Taoist priest, he rushed over and said, "Tail priest, are you going to catch fish with me?"

"Okay, Master, I'll go fishing with Xi Lai." Xiaodao Chan said happily.

"Go and go." said the old Taoist. He just met Zhang Fangqing and agreed to go to his house for dinner.

Zhang Xilai has a bamboo steamer at home, which is a fishing gear specially used by farmers in Xianjiqiao to catch small fish in ditches. It is easy to operate and can be used with it.

Zhang Xilai and the Taoist Master were carrying a fish basket, each carrying a bamboo steamer, and also holding a triangular tool made of bamboo. There were many bamboo circles on the triangular bamboo.

There is a stream in the middle of the rice fields in Xianji Bridge. The water in the stream is not very large and the water flow is very smooth. However, it can be seen that there are many small fish playing in the stream.

Although Zhang Xilai was only one year older than the Tao, he had a lot of experience in fishing. He chose a very narrow place in the stream and put the bamboo steamer down against the water. He blocked both sides so that the stream could only flow through the bamboo steamer. After fixing the bamboo steamer, Xilai pulled the Taoist priest upwards: "Let's go, let's drive the fish together."

The Taoist priest then realized what the use of the bamboo triangle was. It turned out that he put one side of the triangle in the water and kept pulling the bamboo up and down, so that the bamboo triangles could move up and down in the water. The bamboo circles would make a lot of noise in the water. The fish in the water would be frightened and down the flow down. The two took turns to drive the fish with the bamboo triangle and went to the bamboo steamer. Xilai quickly raised the bamboo steamer. He immediately heard a loud noise inside, and the noise was very loud.

"Wow! There are so many fish!" The Taoist priest leaned into the bamboo steamer and was shocked at that time. He saw all kinds of small fish, loaches, crucian carp, and eels in the bamboo steamer. He suddenly got half a fish basket.
Chapter completed!