"You always ask me why I am a lazy dog. Do you understand now?"

Xiao Song added a piece of iron plate to the stove, baking rice cakes on it, making a sizzling sound. Miaoyan and Fo Baonu sat beside him drinking the milk tea made by Song Gou. It was still snowing outside, and it seemed like a fairyland.

Sweet and crispy rice cakes, mellow and fragrant milk tea, warm stoves, furry mats, clothes and rice, thick soup made of red beans and nuts roasted with charcoal fire.

If you really don’t change it to an emperor, you’ll be done if you feel comfortable. It’s not an exaggeration to call it a paradise.

Fo Baonu is the emperor, but he does not have such an experience in the palace. To enjoy life, it really depends on the dog's things. His hands can always turn decay into magic. Even the leftover steamed buns are cut into slices and sprinkled with spices to bake them into delicious biscuits.

"But you can't hide like this all your life." Fo Baonu was a little hot and sweated a little, and the whole room was filled with the smell of incense on her body: "I'm going out anyway."

"Escape is shameful, but it is useful." Xiao Song leaned against the wall, crossed his legs and patted his round belly: "As for people, you must have a place to shelter from the wind. Speaking of which, I found a fishing spot a few days ago, so I'll go fishing later."

"So cold..." Miao Yanqing couldn't help but tremble: "If you don't go, I won't go."

"You don't understand this." Xiao Song laughed: "I'll freeze for a few minutes outside and then come back to the house, and you will experience unprecedented happiness."

Fo Baonu thought about it carefully, then lit his chin and said, "Is your quilt really useful?"

"hey-hey."

Xiao Song got up, walked to the corner and took out a quilt from an iron cabinet and covered it on Fo Baonu's face. Suddenly, a scent of sunshine came to his face, followed by the fluffy and warm touch, which made people so comfortable that they could roll it in and have a good sleep.

"You dog thing..." Fo Baonu put a comfortable quilt on his body: "I really enjoy it, I can enjoy it more than the emperor."

Xiao Song lay on the wool mat: "I know what's missing now? Is there a furry lazy cat? You're still lying on the stove when you're full, and the stove crackles. It's snowy outside. A lazy cat lies beside your head and snores. You don't have to do anything or think about it. That day is paradise. If you ask me what season I like, I naturally like the heavy snow."

Fo Baonu imagined the scene and immediately became longing for him, and even sighed unconsciously.

But suddenly she frowned: "But while you are enjoying such days, countless people are still hungry and hungry."

"What does that have to do with me? Did I make them hungry and cold?" Xiao Song looked like he was irrelevant, which made people hate him: "I have tried very hard to make them eat, wear, wear, and warm, but sometimes the manpower is exhausted. Could it be that if they are hungry and cold, I have to accompany them? This makes no sense. I have lived a good life with my own ability. Why should I live a hard life with them again? Then who will be the pillar of that country in the future? Who is still interested in managing the world and saving the country?"

After Xiao Song finished speaking, he started playing with Lazy Gou Miaoyan's toes: "Good days were won by myself, not by others. I tried my best to give them an environment that could improve. What happened in the future has nothing to do with me. After all, what I eat is not their fat and ointment."

"False theory." Fo Baonu couldn't say it, so he kicked him: "If such fallacies are placed here, I will be a fool."

"Do you think you are not?" Xiao Song turned his body to look at Fo Baonu: "Let the country's hungry and cold people ignore it, and secretly go to meet wild men. What kind of thing is that if you are not a fool?"

Fo Baonu's face turned purple with anger, but Miaoyan chuckled with laughter, pulling Fo Baonu's hand and comforted him: "What's the point of arguing with him? Can you still fight?"

Fo Baonu did not agree with Song Gou's fallacies, because no matter how high-sounding and rational he was, he would not be able to enter the elegant hall. What they liked above the hall was to share joy with the people and worry with the people. If the people eat bran, the king would have no meat.

In the end, you can't be so generous and so casual.

Looking at Xiao Song's leisurely appearance and thinking about his cold Liaohuang Palace, Fo Baonu suddenly became angry and rushed over and beat him.

Xiao Song was dozing, but suddenly someone beat him up, and his face was full of confusion.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Song held Fo Baonu's wrist: "Are you bitten by a mad dog and you are sick now?"

"Dog thing!" Fo Baonu kicked him a few unwillingly: "Why is my life so hard, but you are so leisurely, I'm not willing to give up!"

"You are suffering?" Xiao Song took a captive and overturned her on the mat: "You king of a country, do you say you are suffering, and there are still people in the world who are not suffering?"

"Are you suffering?"

"That's not bitter, but you can't compare like this." Xiao Song yawned and let go of Fo Baonu, pointing to the box: "Go, open."

Fo Baonu walked over and opened the box with a reluctance on his face, and there was nothing but piles of paper inside.

"Take it out and take a look."

She picked up a stack of things casually, and after she expanded it, she was filled with things, some were words and some were pictures, which were basically about the planning and development plans of cities and villages. There was a waste word marked with red circles in the upper left corner of all of these things.

A box of more than 20 kilograms was full of these things, without a single word of romance, all of which were discussing various feasibility.

"I will teach you a word today." Xiao Song waved to her: "Come."

Fo Baonu held the stack of paper and walked to Xiao Song. Xiao Song dipped his hand in water and wrote two words on the table - Science.

"This is the most stubborn and humble word in the world. It was born in the process of repeated trial and error. Every path must be verified. If it doesn't work, it will be completely denied and started again. It is humble because even if it is right for 10,000 years, as long as it is wrong once, it will admit its mistakes and start over again. When it is stubborn, as long as you can't verify its mistakes, you must listen to it. Then you also see that the things in this box are just verifying the feasibility plan of this small area."

Xiao Song frowned and said seriously: "I don't have so much time to do it. I have to form the most feasible plan in the shortest time. Then I ask you, you know the Liao Kingdom... let alone the Liao Kingdom, just say that any state you ruled, do you know the total population, birth rate, mortality rate, grain output, housing area, per capita meat rationing, per capita cloth matching, per capita income, per capita disposable income, and the proportion of food consumption to income? Any state can do it."

Fo Baonu is speechless. Although she has never heard of many nouns, she can probably understand them. This is not a small project. It requires extremely detailed information, rather than relying solely on the numbers reported by state pastors in various places every year, because those numbers can be faked.

"You know everything? You went to check it out yourself?"

"Of course." Xiao Song continued to lean on it: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh food. You know this principle, but what does cooking a small fresh food mean? That is, the mastery of the heat, the ingredients, and the appropriate amount. You cannot cook Wuchang fish by cooking Yangtze River swordfish, nor can you cook shrimp by cooking scallops. Do you think I'm bitter? In fact, it's not bitter, but do you think it's okay to change someone? In theory, isn't it okay?"

Fo Baonu sat there a little dissatisfied, but after thinking for a long time, there was no reason to be dissatisfied...

"You said I was a man in engineering to do this, how hard it would take me to do it." Xiao Song turned his head and smiled and said to Miaoyan: "But it's all for you."

"I know, I know." Miaoyan leaned over and kissed him in the face: "Thank you for your hard work."

Fo Baonu looked at the two of them with wide eyes and couldn't believe that these two people were so stinky. The one that just now had not hurt much but was extremely humiliating. In short, it was very sour.

"I want to..."

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you too." Miaoyan also leaned over and kissed Fo Baonu on the face: "Are you satisfied?"

"It's not this..." Fo Baonu said aggrievedly: "I also want someone to govern the country for me."

Miaoyan glanced at her eyes: "Go and find your Ma Zhiyuan."

"Ma Mingyuan." Xiao Song corrected: "Ma Zhiyuan is the crow of the old tree withered vines."

"Yes, yes, hahaha... it's two hundred years away." Miaoyan sat cross-legged and smiled, "I can't remember the name of her dream lover."

"Remember what that is for?" Xiao Song waved his hand: "If you want to say that you have a good reading of poetry, can he be better than Yan Shu? If you want to say that you have a pre-Qin style, can he be better than me, Brother Yusheng? If you want to say that you are handsome, can he be better than me?"

"You're so shameless."

Looking at these two people talking and saying something, Fo Baonu sat there so embarrassedly, it was the feeling of public execution.

It's disgusting...

It's strange to say that from when it started, the Buddha Baonu felt that the person he had been optimistic about suddenly became very unbearable. His ability was not capable, and his knowledge was just like that. He knew all day long that he was normal, his urgency was mediocre, and his character was indeed quite good, but there were more than tens of millions of people like this.

"Hahahaha, then just set up a radio station, FM101.1 Music Station, the whole plays and sings and sings one time."

"You dream, you can click out the battery first."

Fo Baonu felt very frustrated when he heard the two of them saying something they didn't understand. She didn't think it before, but now it seems that the only thing that can talk to him without any obstacles is this wonderful statement.

Everyone else seemed to be holding on to something, and only when he spoke with this wonderful statement could he see his completely relaxed attitude.
Chapter completed!