Mr. Zhuang put down the textbook and said to Bai Shanbao and Manbao: "You compile what I just taught into a book, and then think about it carefully. If you don't understand anything, discuss it yourself. If you can't understand it, ask your teacher."
Both of them agreed.
Mr. Zhuang walked behind Bai Erlang and watched him do his homework. After a while, he nodded slightly, and then walked to the back rows of the classroom with his hands behind his back.
There were several young men sitting there at this time, all of whom had studied here before and had just quit school and returned home a few years ago.
Mr. Zhuang walked up to them and asked with a smile: "Is there any problem?"
The teenagers stood up and saluted one after another, and said with a blushing face: "Sir, please teach us some accounting skills. I, we are going to the county to find work."
In the past, no matter how serious I was in class, I would lose focus, but now I regret it endlessly.
Mr. Zhuang smiled and said, "You guys are pretty good at arithmetic. It's not that difficult. But if you want to do a good job as an accountant, it's not enough to just rely on book knowledge. You have to listen more when you go to the county seat."
Stop talking and see what the old accountants are doing."
Mr. Zhuang said: "Be more diligent and learn more about their strengths, and you can always learn their skills."
Mr. Zhuang took their chips and returned them one by one, saying: "You plan to show me your chips first. Basically, if you calculate the chips well, then there will be no problem."
Because those who have just started working as an accountant can only plan to raise funds or copy account books.
The teenagers nodded excitedly, took out their calculation chips and waited for their husband to give the question.
Man Bao and the others didn't even raise their heads, because Mr. Zhuang's lecture speed was much faster today, while Bai Erlang only glanced back and continued to immerse himself in his homework.
After listening to Mr. Zhuang's class in the morning and observing the progress of Bai Shanbao and Manbao, he felt that if he didn't work harder, his father would definitely slap him when he went back.
Mr. Zhuang is now very tight on them. He doesn't let them run around when lunch arrives, and he doesn't even let Man Bao go back to eat lunch.
Mrs. Liu usually asked the kitchen to prepare lunch for them. Since there were no big classrooms, the Bai Shanbao family was responsible for most of the meals for their masters and apprentices.
The old Zhou family sent a bag of milled rice to the Shanbao family after the New Year. Old Zhou estimated that the bag of rice would be enough for her daughter who comes home every now and then for lunch.
After all, it’s just one meal a day, right?
In addition, Lao Zhou's family basically sends some vegetables to Bai's family every other day. They are all grown in their own vegetable fields, and they are fresh and good.
Although the Bai family may not be surprised, because their family also grows a lot of vegetables in Qili Village.
But every time Xiao Qian sent it, the Bai family accepted it, and sometimes they would also send back some vegetables they grew well.
The two families have always been in contact with each other.
Today, the Bai family brought lunch to the three of them as usual. Mr. Zhuang finished the meal with them and told them a short story after the meal.
Of course it's a historical story, the kind written in history books.
But Mr. Zhuang said it right. The three children, especially Man Bao, listened to it with great interest.
After finishing the story, Mr. Zhuang asked them to take a nap.
He felt that Manbao had grown up and was a little girl, so he deliberately placed a large screen in the study. The screen was made of bamboo and was kindly provided by Zhou Erlang.
Behind the screen is a small couch, which is where Man Bao rests.
On this side of the screen is where Mr. Zhuang and Bai Shanbao Bai Erlang rest.
Of course, in most cases, Mr. Zhuang would not lie here, but today Mr. Zhuang seemed to be particularly excited. He did not go back to his room for a nap, but leaned on the couch and chatted with them.
It's just idle talk, but Bai Shanbao and the others can learn a lot.
When they got up in the afternoon, they continued to study, and he even extended the teaching time until it was almost time for dinner before letting them leave.
Man Bao went home carrying a small bookcase and wearing a straw hat. He kept sighing with Keke in his heart, "What do you think is wrong, sir?"
Keke said with great experience: "It will be fine after he calms down after a period of time."
"Did anything exciting happen to you, sir?"
Keke said: "He may feel that he has met a talented student, so he is very excited. It's just like the Bole in your history books who suddenly met a rare horse that covers a thousand li in the world."
Man Bao pouted, "The genius student you are talking about is not Bai Shanbao, right?"
"No, is it you?"
"Eh?" Man Bao's eyes lit up, "Didn't you say that Bai Shanbao is smarter than me?"
Keke said: "But host, you have me."
Man Bao said uncertainly: "So are you praising me or yourself?"
Keke electronic voice said: "Both."
Man Bao went home while chatting with Ke Ke.
Lao Zhoutou was waiting for her at home. When he saw her coming back, he said: "Come on, come on, Manbao, dad told you that our family has already calculated how many bags of wheat we need to buy?"
"How many?"
"Liubao, when do you think you're going to tell Mr. Bai?"
Man Bao said: "You don't need to tell Mr. Bai, just talk to Bai Shanbao. No, you don't need to tell him. You can just take the money and go to their house to buy it. He has already made an agreement with Mr. Bai, just call him."
Old Zhou was a little disappointed, "Did you weigh me?"
"Yes," Man Bao said, "Measurement is too deceptive. If you are not careful, you will gain more energy."
"The one who cheated was also the seller, and now we are the buyers." Old Zhoutou looked at his daughter with hatred.
Man Bao said: "We are being cheated by buyers now, and we will also be cheated by others when we are sellers."
Qian also heard it at that time, but she didn't say anything. She waited until no one was around and then said to Old Zhou, "Don't always think about taking advantage. What if the children all imitate you in the future?"
"What's wrong with taking advantage?" Lao Zhoutou said, "You can survive by taking advantage."
"But it must be a bad life. Our family doesn't lack that little food now. Just follow the rules. The children will do whatever they have agreed upon."
Qian turned around and called Zhou Dalang and asked him to take his younger brothers to the Bai family to buy wheat.
Zhou Lang took out the cow and put it on the cart, and went with Zhou Dalang and Zhou Lang. Of course, he also took the money given by Qian.
Qian followed Man Bao into her room and saw her taking the things from the book box to the desk. She stepped forward to help and asked with a smile: "Have you finished the business with the young master of the Bai family?"
Man Bao nodded and said in a low voice: "Mom, we have made a lot of money."
"Then you keep it yourself. You will need to spend a lot of money to study in the future." Qian did not ask her how much she earned, but said: "You are a capable child. What your family can give you is limited, so you have to make it yourself."
Think about it more and tell mom if anything happens, okay?"
Manbao nodded.
Qian touched her little head and asked: "Why is your husband so strict this time that you don't even have a holiday during the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Man Bao sighed, "My friend said it's because my husband suddenly discovered that I am a genius. If he doesn't teach me carefully, he may be sad."
Mrs. Qian: ...My daughter is good at everything, but she looks more and more like someone from the old Zhou family.