Chapter 246: Autumn Memories

ps: I'm kicking out, it's still too late...I'll go.

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After returning, Keral picked up Artoria and slapped her butt...

She will not be able to sit down and review the official documents for at least a few days...

Her love of riding, the fully domesticated lion could not let her ride.

Now she should know the end of teasing Kailar, who is her husband.

Keral was physically and mentally happy, and now he finally knew how comfortable it was to shake Fugang from time to time.

But Artoria climbed onto the bed and was going to be exhausted.

The first year autumn harvest.

The water conservancy rotor threshing machine made of water from Kelar has officially started.

Seeing the use of water conservancy as power, barley was thrown into it one by one, and then countless skins were dispersed. Then the white particles flowed into the basket full of white pipes. The crowd immediately shouted excitedly, "This is already successful. With this thing, the speed of threshing will increase greatly. It is not impossible for second-season rice to be proficient.

Barley is a necessity because it is cereal and oatmeal porridge. Wheat is a good ingredient for pasta and winemaking. The grain skin can be used as feed for pigs, mules and horses. The poles are burned into ashes and placed in water and then sprinkled on the ground. The land will be fertile and harvested in the next year.

Some of these grains were brought back by Keral from the distant future, and some were the experience brought by Hero.

And 10% of the threshing machine, the second-season Camelo rice that has reduced a lot of time will no longer be a problem!

Keral suddenly became excited: "Very good, very good." He patted the people around him with a little excitement. The small invention is definitely not the prospect of civilization, it only takes two years! At this time next year, as long as the second season of rice is harvested, then Camelo will be rich in food and grass, and there will be nothing that can stop the implementation of his plan.

Keral is good at conspiracy, open conspiracy, internal affairs, military, and... calculations.

With his high IQ, he brought three times faster calculation ability than ordinary people, and his clear mind brought careful thinking and decisive decisions.

Will Keral make a mistake? Perhaps, but his deductions will minimize the mistake.

Now, the threshing machine is out. What we need to do now is to promote it to the entire Camelo.

Keral smiled calmly: It's time for the book to be promoted to the whole world.

Three days later, mules and horses were transported onto the ship with boxes of books, and after a day and a half, they landed in Rome, and then the hands of retailers and dealers who rushed to hear the news were scattered to every corner of the world.

Within ten days, this book, called "Theory of Agriculture", was placed on the desks of the heads of state.

"Um..." Alexander touched his unshaven chin and brought a series of rough friction: "Teacher, what do you think?" Because it was not in public, Aristotle also became a "teacher".

"A very promising young man." Aristotle exclaimed: "I really don't know how such a young hero was born in that kind of barbaric land?" In the eyes of people of this era, the strongest academic scope is Macedonia's territory: Greece.

And the richest one is Romania.

There is no doubt about this. In their opinion, except for these two places, the rest are a barbarian land!

It is hard to imagine that a country with only sixty years of founding would have such a hero. This is unscientific! Aristotle touched his smooth forehead: this is a symbol of wisdom passed down from generation to generation by the Socrates School: its forehead is bright and its hair is sparse. Whether it is Socrates, Plato, or Aristotle, it looks like this.

"No, teacher, I don't know if you noticed it." Alexander closed the book and gently patted the table with the book. Just this action made Aristotle's heart ache. Such a thin book actually costs a silver coin! What's the difference between robbery? With his status, he is not short of money, but he is a book lover. Naturally, he is extremely sad about Alexander's behavior of not cherishing books.

"What?" he asked again afterwards for Alexander's respect.

"Military!" Alexander frowned slightly but still had a lump of flesh on his brow. He was too strong: "He published economic books, showing that he has made great achievements in economics, and now he once again shows his achievements in agriculture... Teacher, he did not express his opinion in military affairs."

"This is a very simple sense of confidentiality." Aristotle touched his goatee and squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "I just thought you would never call out the method of making Damascus scimitar. The king of Uruk would not announce the method of making crossbow arrows in the world. This promising young man must have something hidden in the military..."

"But he never mentioned it." Alexander laughed: "Is this interesting?"

"That's right." Aristotle took a sip of chrysanthemum tea. The desert lacked plants. chrysanthemum tea, which is the only comfort for them to clear heat and relieve heat.

"Haha, he is strengthening everyone's strength and forcing everyone to follow his method. That seemingly gentle young man is also a sharp guy." Aristotle took another sip of chrysanthemum tea and smiled with a hint.

"Oh!" Alexander was stunned, then laughed: "Yes, his book has posed a problem for all the people in power: Should we implement this agricultural reform that has unlimited potential in the future but is likely to be harmful to the body now?"

"change?"

"Then the production will be greatly increased, and the soldiers will be greatly increased. The scale of the future battle will be the time to test the general's own determination." Aristotle said with his eyes narrowed, and the light of light appeared from his eyes: "But we have Kashenda, Ptolemy, Seleucau and Antico. We will not be afraid of such large-scale dispersed operations, but if we do not change..."

"Hehe, when national strength is further improved, everyone in the world is improving and you are regressing when you remain the same." Alexander grinned: "Those who regress will be eliminated."

"This is an unsolvable multiple-choice question." Aristotle shook his head and sighed again: "How could such a young man be born in that barbaric country?"

"Okay, teacher, don't complain." Alexander hugged Aristotle's shoulder and laughed: "When I defeat him and grab him, please teach him."

When Aristotle heard Alexander say this, he felt better: "I dare not teach such a talented guy, let's discuss it together, let's discuss it together." His teacher Plato, who was also discussing it with Socrates and then impressed by Socrates's education method, became one of his disciples.

"Haha, teacher, let's discuss how to make this paper. When it is made, I will run a school like that guy Keral. I will let the children of the whole Persia, Egypt, and Macedonia gather together and make them all turn into Macedonians!" Alexander's heroic voice gradually faded away from being loud and inaudible.

"Your Majesty, there will be problems with so many children together." Aristotle's voice raised a little and then the voices of the two people in the wind could no longer be heard.

"Melin, see what this is?" He threw the white book in his hand to Melin, then picked up another book on the head of the bed, Nero turned to the page just now and continued reading.

From the moment the book was printed, there were serial numbers, and there were comments on each page, one, two, three, and four, which not only facilitates reading and is also pleasing to the eye.

"Agriculture Theory." Meilin knew that it was the work of her proud disciple when she saw this thing. The guy who was not doing his job and did not devote all his energy to magic would do these evil ways.

Meilin opened the book with a bitter anger and asked casually: "Where is Morgan?"

Because I went to the front line to command the legion, I didn't see Morgan when I came back, so I asked this question.

"Ha?" Nero said indifferently: "I'll put her elsewhere to be the lord."

"Oh," Melin was not surprised.

Morgan was too smart and liked the art of power, but it was obvious that the so-called art of power was just a trivial path in the eyes of the so-called rulers. Nero, who took her every word and action seriously, was also very flirted with this beautiful curly-haired woman, and she threw it to someone who wanted to go down and disappeared.

Well, she was originally planning to make her a symbol of royal power and was useless after Artoria appeared. She was just caring about the friendship she had when she was a child. Since she had nothing to leave for herself, it means she was also satisfied. Do you want to build a territory that could be on par with Camelo? Merlin shook her head. She really didn't know that the sky was high and the earth was thick. Camelo had the rule left by King Yuser, the support of Keral, and the strong assistance of the four great dukes. What did she have? She had nothing.

The little girl who doesn't know the sky is high and the earth is thick.

Melin soon immersed herself in the book: "This!"

Perhaps ordinary ministers will only pay attention to the benefits brought here, but have no political awareness. Only those giants will see through the phenomenon and see through this good hand of Kelar.

"He is testing!" Merlin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What do you think of a provocation to the kings of the world?"

"Haha, he is provoking and trampling on the self-esteem of the kings. Does he still want to dominate this continent?" Nero laughed and licked his lips gently: "When I destroy Carthage in the next year, I will catch that little enemy back. Humph, his talent should not be wasted on a small island country at all, he should have a bigger stage."

[It should never be wasted on these secular affairs.] Meilin turned her head and thought of it with disgust.
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