The Ming Dynasty took an unconventional approach

There are three portions of merit stones, one portion is smaller and two portions are equal.

The missing portion is to be refined into the spiritual realm, and when added to the one refined last time, it will be equal to the portion to be refined on her body and the Dharma body.

Seeing that she was about to melt the Merit Stone, Pan Xiaohei asked in confusion, "You and I are one. What's the difference between refining it on me and refining it on you? Why do I have to separate a portion and refine it on you?"

Pan Yun said honestly: "I don't know."

Pan Xiaohei shouted: "You don't know?"

"What's it called?" Pan Yun glanced at it and said, "I searched through all the information and thought about it for a month before I came up with this idea. My intuition also tells me that this method is feasible.

Although I don’t know the principle yet, I vaguely know that this is the right thing to do, so I’ll just do it this way for now.”

Pan Xiaohei: "Well, what if it doesn't work?"

Pan Yun glanced at it and said, "If it doesn't work, think about it again!"

But it turned out that the method Pan Yun came up with was feasible.

The three merit stones were refined one by one, one was integrated into Mr. Pan's Dharma body, one was integrated into his own body, and one was integrated into the spiritual realm.

Just when the last part was merged, Pan Yun sensed that a mysterious force obscured the divine secrets in her, and through her, obscured the golden light of merit in the spiritual realm.

Pan Jun immediately turned to Pan Xiaohei and asked with a sharp gaze: "How is it, how is it, what do you think of me now?"

Pan Xiaohei had already stood up, with his limbs slightly bent: "You, look like an ordinary person, even more ordinary than ordinary people."

Pan Yun's mouth corners turned up.

Pan Xiaohei narrowed his eyes slightly: "He is so powerful..."

Pan Yun, who was feeling proud, immediately looked at it and asked, "What does it mean?"

Pan Xiaohei: "It is not something that ordinary people or ordinary gods can do to conceal the secrets of heaven."

Pan Xiaohei paced in the room and said seriously, "You need to ask your senior brother to take a look. Even he can't figure out the secret of the heaven, or he can only hide some things."

Pan Yun thought it made sense. Knowing yourself and your enemy will ensure victory in every battle. Now you must first know yourself!
Pan Yun ran to find Wang Feiyin.

Wang Feiyin was kneading dough, preparing to cook dinner.

When he heard her ask, he washed his hands, opened his third eye and looked at her, then said: "After opening my third eye, I can still see that you are a blessed child. Don't worry. There are not many people as powerful as me in the world. You may not meet one. Even if you do meet one, the seniors may not be against you. From now on, you can travel the world without any worries."

Pan Yun said happily: "I still need to control it so that this function can be used freely."

Wang Feiyin: "Why do you still put it there?"

"It's useful when doing something," Pan Yun said with a smile, "Big Brother, I am more trustworthy than others when doing things. Isn't it because my merits and virtues are so obvious that they make people trust me?"

Wang Feiyin: "...Take it easy."

Pan Jun nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, I keep most of them and win people's trust with my own abilities. If my abilities are not enough to reach the destination, I will take a shortcut at that time."

Pan Yun was never a pedantic person.

Wang Feiyin waved at her: "Alright, alright, carry Master's Dharma body down first and think about it later. You have been in seclusion for two days, aren't you hungry?"

Only after Wang Feiyin asked this did Pan Jun feel hungry. His stomach immediately felt like there was a ball in his stomach, moving left and right, making gurgling sounds.

Pan Yun took a look at the noodles Wang Feiyin was kneading and immediately ran to the pharmacy: "I'm going to send the Dharma body. Big Brother, I want to eat a big bowl of noodles!"

Wang Feiyin waved at her without even raising his head.

Pan Yun quickly covered the Dharma body with a red cloth, then held its legs and carried it on his shoulders, then ran straight down the mountain.

No one knew whether it was because she was carrying the Dharma body, or because Master Pan was very satisfied with his young disciple's act of refining merit stones for him and sharing his merits, but this time she went down the mountain very quickly, and she went down smoothly in less than a quarter of an hour.

The mountain temple is still locked. I don’t know if it rained at night these two days, but the steps are a little wet.

Pan Yun simply did not let go of the Dharma body, but held it in one hand and used his left hand to unlock it.

Wang Xiaojing, who had just returned to do farm work, was staring at her on the roadside, carrying a hoe.

Pan Yun tried twice but failed to insert the key, so he said irritably: "Master, I will not lock the door from now on, okay? No matter whether my senior brothers and I are here or not, whether there is anyone guarding the temple or not, the temple door will not be closed."

As soon as she finished speaking, she pushed the key in with a click. She didn't even feel the force and the lock opened by itself.

Pan Yun pushed open the door.

Pan Yun placed the statue on the platform and began to move it along the marks on the platform.

Wang Xiaojing came over carrying a hoe: "It's not straight, it should be a little to the right."

Pan Jun looked back and smiled: "Wang Xiaojing, why are you at home? Aren't you going out to work?"

She turned the statue and it became right again.

Wang Xiaojing put down his hoe and stood at the door to give her instructions, saying, "Business is not good now. Our porcelain kiln will have no business after the first month of the lunar year. It just so happens that my family is busy with farming, so I will come back to do farm work first."

Pan Yun straightened the statue, clapped his hands and asked, "Will you go to the porcelain kiln again?"

Wang Xiaojing scratched his head and said after a while, "I don't know. When I went to learn a skill, I thought that if I could learn a skill, I wouldn't have to worry about food in the future. But after I went to learn, I found out that many porcelain kiln owners in the county couldn't continue and their kilns were all smashed."

Pan Yun frowned: "Why is this?"

Wang Xiaojing shook his head: "I don't know why, but the number of merchants who want to buy porcelain has dropped by more than half. Even the two-cent pottery bowls that every household needs are not popular anymore."

Pan Jun opened his mouth and said, "It is said that the bowls on our mountain have been used for nearly ten years. Except for the one that Pan Xiaohei broke last time, almost none of them have been damaged."

Wang Xiaojing became even more depressed: "Although Master didn't say it explicitly, he already had that intention. He asked me to go out and find a way to survive on my own."

Pan Yun dragged over two stools and sat with him outside the door with their backs to the statue, listening to the rustling of rain falling in the bamboo forest.

"If you leave, will you be able to finish farming the land at home?"

Wang Xiaojing smiled bitterly: "How can we not finish planting those few acres of land?"

He sighed and said, "Grandpa and his friends asked my uncle and I to go out and learn skills, isn't it because there is not enough land?"

Pan Yun lowered his eyes.

The population of the Ming Dynasty increased, and there was actually a lot of arable land, but less of it remained in the hands of ordinary people.

In this valley, there are no big landowners, so there is no wasteland.

But outside, there is a lot of land that has been left idle or poorly cultivated because there are no tenant farmers or farmhands.

Wang Xiaojing was confused. He asked, "What do you think is better, should I rent the land or work for others?"

Pan Yun: "What kind of job do you want to do?"

"Of course I still want to work in a porcelain kiln," Wang Xiaojing said, feeling a little uncomfortable, his voice lowered by eight degrees. "I heard that the porcelain in Changnan Town is very good and famous. Porcelain from other places cannot be sold, but Changnan porcelain is popular. I want to go there, even if it's just as a laborer."

Pan Yun: "If you can't even be a laborer, what if the porcelain kiln wants you to start as an apprentice?"

Wang Xiaojing: "I am willing to do that, as long as you give me a full meal."

He said confidently: "My master said that I have a talent for porcelain firing. As long as the masters are willing to teach me, I can make it in three years starting from an apprentice." He lowered his voice and said: "Even if they don't teach, I can learn it secretly."

Pan Yun laughed loudly, patted his shoulder and said, "What a great ambition!"

Wang Xiaojing breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "I only dare to tell you this. I dare not tell anyone else, not even my parents, for fear that they would say that I have a bad character."

After all, learning by stealing is not glorious.

Pan Yun smiled and said, "Apprentice, an apprentice is a disciple who wants to learn. If the master does not teach you actively, it is to test your comprehension. In this case, what's wrong with you paying more attention and understanding more?"

Wang Xiaojing's eyes lit up: "Next time if someone says I learned something by stealing, I will reply like this!"

Pan Yun: "...Then you have to stay away from your master. How much of the "Great Edict" I found for you have you read?"

Wang Xiaojing was silent.

Pan Jun shook his head and said, "You can't do this, brother. Let me tell you, there is no master of that generation who is illiterate or not well-educated."

Wang Xiaojing said distressedly: "But I don't recognize a few words."

"How old are you? You should start learning from now on." Pan Yun thought for a while and said, "Just wait. I will give you a copy of Shuowen Jiezi tomorrow. If you don't understand a word, you can look it up in the dictionary. If you still can't figure it out, ask someone. You may not be able to write it, but you will definitely be able to read it, know what it means, and comprehend the meaning of the book."

Wang Xiaojing was so encouraged by Pan Jun that his heart leapt with joy, and he nodded vigorously.

Pan Yun was very satisfied and took out a book from his sleeve: "Originally I wanted to wait until you learned more words before giving it to you, but since you are leaving the county and going somewhere else, I will give it to you first."

Wang Xiaojing reached out and took it.

The cover is plain and the binding is also quite simple, sewn together with needle and thread.

He pointed at the words and read: "The porcelain exhibition in China is about to begin..."

The more Wang Xiaojing spoke, the lower his voice became.

Pan Yun had a blank expression on his face: "...the development and changes of Chinese porcelain!"

Wang Xiaojing was about to cry: "The characters are so hard to recognize!"

Pan Yun took out two silver ingots, took his hand, slapped it on his palm, and said earnestly: "Since your master has no work to do, you should stay in the village and study for a while, at least you can learn the common characters."

The school in the village is sponsored by the mountain temple.

Of course, the actual investors were Pan Yun... and Wang Cong.

This was also the thing she was most proud of. As a temple priest, she had been responsible for 80% of the funds for the school opened in the name of the mountain temple. She only asked her nephew for help when she was short of money occasionally.

Moreover, two village schools have been opened. In addition to Fenshui Village, a new one has been built in Xiahe Village, less than five miles away from them, also with funds drawn from the mountain temple.

Whether boys or girls, over six years old and under thirty years old, can go to school and learn to read and write.

Yes, Pan Yun was already so arrogant as to lower the admission age of the village school to those under 30 years old.

Of course, the current maximum age for students to enroll is fourteen, and those older may feel embarrassed.

Wang Xiaojing was embarrassed and said, "If I go, wouldn't I be the oldest one?"

Pan Yun: "What are you afraid of? We are all from the same village and we know each other. No one will make fun of you."

Wang Xiaojing: ...It’s because we are acquaintances that you are more likely to make fun of us, right?
Pan Yun rolled up his sleeves and asked, "Are you going?"

Wang Xiaojing immediately said, "I'll go in two days."

"Ok?"

Wang Xiaojing silently changed his words: "I will go tomorrow."

Pan Yun: "Don't be lazy or shy, I will ask my senior brother to keep an eye on you."

Wang Xiaojing exhaled and clenched the book in his hand. His head was about to explode. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to stop just now.

He stuffed the two ingots of silver in his hand back and said, "I don't need money."

Pan Yun pushed back: "Although studying is free, but if you don't go out to work, won't you be able to supplement the family income?"

Wang Xiaojing stuffed it back: "No need, my family can provide me with food without any problem."

"Take it, take it. When you have learned the common Chinese characters, you will have some money if you go out to work."

"No, this is ten taels. After spending money on food and daily expenses, my family probably only saves this much money in a year."

"Just think of it as keeping it for your grandfather," Pan Yun said, "When we are not at home, my eldest brother is left alone. He has to fast every other day. It's very pitiful. You give the money to your grandfather and ask him to take care of my eldest brother from time to time. This little money is considered as food payment."

"How much can Daoist Master Wang eat alone..."

Pan Jun held his hand and said, "Can you say that again?"

Wang Xiaojing thought of Wang Feiyin's appetite, opened his mouth and swallowed his words.

With this hesitation, Pan Yun completely pressed the silver ingot into his palm: "Stop pushing it back and forth. I'm so embarrassed. When I'm embarrassed, I want to hit something."

The image of her carrying the statue with one hand flashed through Wang Xiaojing’s mind.

He silently turned his head to look at the statue of the mountain god who was looking at him with compassion, and did not dare to refuse again.

He was the one who supervised the making of the statue, and it took four adults to carry it when it was placed in the temple.

He didn't want to try Pan Yun's strength.

Wang Xiaojing stuffed the silver into his arms, stood up and said, "Then come home with me now."

"what?"

"Serve you and Daoist Master Wang."

"No need for that. My senior brother has cooked noodles for me." Pan Jun then remembered that Wang Feiyin was cooking noodles for her.

She jumped up and was about to run up the mountain, but Wang Xiaojing grabbed her and dragged her home.

The Wang family was also preparing dinner. After hearing what Wang Xiaojing said, before he could take out the silver in his arms, Wang Laozhang opened the cupboard, took out a large bowl, and said with a smile: "I didn't know you were back. I thought your brother would come down the mountain tomorrow, so I thought of bringing it to him tomorrow."

He handed over the bowl.

Pan Jun looked down and couldn't take his eyes away, and he swallowed.

The bowl contained a large amount of chopped meat, mixed with shredded ginger and fried until fragrant. Looking at the white pieces on top, it must be good meat that was 50% lean and 50% fat.

The smell of grease wafted into her nose, and Pan Jun couldn't help swallowing.

She went into seclusion for two days, doing a fast for two days. She didn't feel it during the fast, but now she feels really hungry.

Pan Jun took it involuntarily, "Thank you, Grandpa Wang."

Mr. Wang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Go back quickly." (End of this chapter)