For example, today, Xiao Han is teaching arithmetic, and the large classroom has been packed to the brim. If you look out the window, you will never see the window frame, only a bunch of heads!
And Xiao Han also saw Xiao Min and Xue Pan sitting in the best seat in the room. Seeing Xiao Han looking towards them, Xue Pan even made a face at Xiao Han...
Hey, why is there a little devil among them?
Xiao Han took a closer look and saw that Li Shentong, who had not been seen for some time and did not know the letter from that "bastard", was sitting behind Xiao Min, shaking his head restlessly. Why didn't Zhang Qiang get jealous and throw him out...
In fact, facing so many people, the psychological pressure is very high. Xiao Han came to class for the first time and stuttered for half the class before returning to normal. However, this happened again and again. After a few times, Xiao Han came back to give lectures.
It's just like a senior teacher. The method is actually ridiculously simple. Just treat the people below like idiots and carrots~
Speaking of mathematics, Xiao Han can really be said to be proud of the world, Dongfang is not... bah bah bah...
Standing in the middle of the podium, he lightly knocked on the table in front of him. The whole room immediately became quiet. Everyone present straightened their backs and looked at Xiao Han with burning eyes. Even Zhang Qiang, who never liked class, looked cautious at this moment.
, people in the Tang Dynasty had a much higher respect for knowledge than modern people.
Arabic numerals have been taught in the previous classes, and the effect is very good. Now almost everyone in Zhuangzi uses this simple number. Even Butler Lu and Master Cao are shaking their pens and saying: "2 is like a small number."
The duck has a curved neck, 3 looks like ears..."
It was just two guys with white hair singing children's songs in a serious manner. The scene made people laugh...
Xiao Han, who was wearing a long gown and dressed up like a teacher, held the podium and looked around. Apart from the children, the rest were all acquaintances, including the blacksmith Lao Zhao.
After smiling at the person below, Xiao Han began to write rows of numbers on the blackboard.
"Today, let's memorize the multiplication table! Everyone, write it down and memorize it when you go back. It will be of great use in the future!"
There is no need to teach addition and subtraction. I have never used Arabic numerals, and it is not that I have never done math. If he even teaches that one plus one equals two, then Xiao Han is too stupid. As for those children, Xiao Er will teach them on his behalf in the future.
Basic algorithm.
Xiao Han wrote on the blackboard, and people below were copying it. Paper and charcoal were no longer unusual for them. Some people even used pencils to write hard-pen calligraphy. Even Xiao Han marveled at it. He himself couldn't write well.
When it comes to calligraphy, I especially envy people who have good calligraphy.
After writing the last number, Xiao Han skillfully threw the talc into the wooden box on the podium, clapped his hands easily, and then walked to the bottom of the podium and looked at the people below who were engrossed in writing.
The papers in front of Xue Pan, Butler Lu and the others were written clearly and neatly. It looked like they had worked hard. Then look at the fool next to them. Each one was written like an earthworm. 8 was even more nonsense. The one above
There is a 0 below the 0, which is far apart. I know it is 8 but I don’t know it. I thought it was two eggs above and one below!
Those who have seats can spread out on the table and write, but those who don’t have a seat are more miserable. If there is space, they can lie on the floor and write. If there is no space, they can lie on the wall and write. As for those outside the window, they have to even stretch their heads.
Arrange them in order, otherwise if you put your head in, you will be squeezed together and unable to move back...
People in Zhuangzi have seen the world, and their minds should be more open-minded. The Marquis never teaches things that are not needed. I heard that if you are good at arithmetic, you can join the caravan next year when it is established. That will be a good thing to make money.
, Although the reputation of a businessman is not very good, working under the Marquis is much better than digging for food in the soil!
A swarm of people gathered around the classroom to study with Xiao Han. The order was originally very good. Unexpectedly, halfway through the class, there was a guy at the door who lowered his head and leaned in. How can this be done? I know that I want to occupy this position.
It’s here before dawn! You want to come and take advantage now? You’re so beautiful!
The shoulders of the people blocking the door swayed. The person who was leaning in not only didn't push in, but instead arched farther and farther out. When he looked up again, there was only a wall of people in front of him with no gaps at all!
When he saw this man, he immediately became anxious. No longer caring about the ban on making noise in the school, he jumped up and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Master Marquis, Master Marquis, it's not good, someone is coming to make trouble in our place."
"Come here to cause trouble? Who!!!"
As soon as the messenger finished speaking, he suddenly felt something was wrong. When he looked again, it turned out that at some unknown time, everyone gathered in the school had turned around and stared at him with unkind expressions!
"It's not me, it's not me, it's the intersection outside. Several people came, very arrogant!" The man was stared at by so many eyes, and he almost sat on the ground, and quickly raised his hand to point south.
"What?" Butler Lu, who was sitting in the room, was furious. He pushed away the people blocking the door and rushed out: "Which guy with more courage than his head dares to come here to make trouble? Are all the people at the door dead? No.
Break your legs and throw them out?!"
"No...no...those people seem to have a lot of status. The people at the door don't dare to do anything. Why don't you send me here to deliver the letter..."
Just as the man was trembling, the noisy and angry people suddenly stopped, and a hole opened in the middle of the crowd. Xiao Han walked out of the crowd with a strange look on his face: "Don't be afraid, speak slowly, who is it?"
Come to cause trouble?"
When the person who came to report saw Xiao Han, he calmed down somewhat and said to Xiao Han quickly: "Master Hou, I don't know this either... The old man guarding the intersection told me that he wanted me to come and invite you over quickly.
, they will deal with it there first.”
"Oh?" Xiao Han was anxious when he heard what this man said. This was a bit strange. He had never even been to Chang'an recently. Logically speaking, he couldn't offend anyone. Why did someone still come to the door?
"Let's go and have a look!" After thinking about it for a moment, Xiao Han took the first step and walked out.
Since you can’t think clearly, don’t think too much. Since people have already come to your door, what else are you thinking about!
As soon as Xiao Han left, no one knew who behind him shouted: "Let's go and see who dares to come to Xiaojiazhuang to cause trouble!" As a result, a large number of people in the room followed suit.
Xiao Han killed him!
The entrance to the Xiaojiazhuangzi is not at the screen wall, but at the bottom of a small slope far away from the screen wall. This is the starting point when Xiao Han bought the land, and the later veterans naturally regarded this place as the Xiaojiazhuangzi.
The door is guarded every day and no one is allowed in.
In the past, this intersection guarded by veterans has always been quiet. Even during the period of major construction, the cars and horses coming and going were very orderly. This has gradually evolved into a rule that everyone recognizes, a kind of respect for the founder of this land.
rule.
There is something different here at the intersection today. A dozen men dressed as servants are holding a luxurious carriage with two horses. They are stopping at the intersection and cursing at a few veterans guarding the gate.
"Where's your master! Call him out quickly, you short-sighted thing. My young master is the young marquis of the Marquis of Xiangcheng family. His title is two levels higher than that of your Lao Shizi county son. Come on!
The place where you don’t poop looks up to you and dares to block the road and not let us in!”
"Replying to the guest, this is my master's private land. You are not allowed to enter without a formal invitation. We have sent people to invite the master, and we think he will be here soon!"
A strong servant in black stood in the middle of the road and cursed fiercely. However, Xiao Han and other veterans lined up in a row and stood at the front of the road with clenched fists. No matter how ugly he cursed, they did not say anything.
They are not afraid of this little prince. There are mountains of corpses and seas of blood crawling out on the battlefield. For them, even if they die now, they will never blink an eye!
It's just that during the days here, I and my family have received too much favor from the Marquis. They have long regarded this young Marquis as their real master. For their own whim, they have made things difficult for the young Marquis. It is definitely not them.
Wanted! So no matter how angry they were, none of them made any extraordinary move towards the people in front of them!
"Hey, this guy is very loyal. Haha, I like it. Heifeng, stop scolding and save your energy. Here, I'll give you this whip!"
Just as the two parties were in a stalemate, a joking voice came from the carriage, which looked like it was worth a lot of money at first glance.
When the man in black, who had been yelling curses just now, heard this voice, he immediately shut his mouth like a radio with the power turned off, ran to the carriage in a few steps, and opened the curtain embroidered with the head of a ferocious beast.
The few veterans blocking the front could see clearly that in the spacious carriage, a short, fat, white young man with a big belly was leaning on the brocade.
He was twisting a grape in his hand, and the fat young man seemed to like the grape very much. He stared at it and turned it over and over. Finally, he swallowed it in one gulp, fumbled for something from his waist, and threw it out at will.
, a riding crop inlaid with gems was thrown out of the carriage.
The man in black quickly caught the whip outside the car, confessed his crime towards the carriage, and then returned to the veterans with the whip in hand.
Raising the whip in his hand, Heifeng really wanted to see the fearful expressions of the old men in front of him. Unfortunately, the old men not only showed no fear, but even frowned, as if what he was holding was not a whip but a whip.
It's like a toy.
Heifeng became a little angry and pointed at one of the veterans and yelled: "Hey, why don't you give way? Today, I will be your master and discipline you, this disrespectful servant!"
After saying that, Heifeng skillfully raised his whip, flicked his wrist, and with a "snap" sound, the whip made a very loud sound in the air. Then he whipped it down hard, and the whip made a shrill sound.
He suddenly pulled it out from the air and was about to land on a veteran in the middle!
This chapter has been completed!