Separating from Master Li Li Qiu, Yunjing walked to the cafeteria alone. Strictly speaking, the cafeteria here should be called a dining hall more appropriately.
A jobber’s paradise?
Thinking of the dark cuisine in those schools in his previous life, Yun Jing secretly muttered that this should be called a cook's hell...
The dining hall is not too small. It is a separate building. The layout inside is not much different from the dining hall Yunjing imagined. There are rows of seats. There is no window in the place where meals are served. The food is placed in a similar place.
On a table like a counter, there is a dedicated person responsible for distributing the items.
Entering the canteen, Yun Jing took a casual look, especially at the people responsible for distributing food. He wondered whether they had mastered the magic of shaking hands.
He came quite early, and there were not many people eating in the dining hall. There were only a dozen or so people sitting and eating quietly.
It was probably because of the beginning of the school year, or maybe because there were few people in the canteen right now, so as soon as Yunjing stepped into the canteen, a kind-hearted old man who looked to be in his sixties came forward and asked, "Young master, are you here?"
Eat?"
The old man looked kind-hearted. Yun Jing, who had sharp eyes, noticed that he had calluses on his fingertips. He might be a retired scholar. Whether it was out of politeness or respect for the old man, Yun Jing was very polite and nodded to the old man.
: "Yes old man"
"Well, I have never seen the young master before. I think he just entered school first. Go get the tableware over there, and then go over there to choose food. Eat as much as you want. Don't waste it. After you finish eating, go over there and wash the tableware and put it away.
Just go back to where you came from." The old man simply explained to Yunjing the rules and procedures of the canteen.
After listening, Yun Jing said: "I understand, kid. Thank you very much, old man."
"If you want to call yourself a 'student' from now on, go ahead," the old man nodded and smiled.
Maybe this is really a retired scholar. In just a few words, he has shown the difference between scholars and ordinary people. He is not just a "sweeping monk"...
Separating from the old man, Yunjing went to get the tableware, a wooden dinner plate divided into several grids, soup bowls and chopsticks.
The food in the cooking area is very rich, including steamed buns, steamed buns, deep-fried dough sticks, flower rolls, porridge, pickles, noodles, etc. This is breakfast, and almost all of them are pasta.
"What do you need to eat, young master?" Yunjing came to where the meal was being served, and the man in charge asked with a smile.
Yunjing glanced at the food in front of him, and finally ordered two steamed buns, a steamed bun, a fried dough stick, a bowl of porridge and pickles, which were enough for him to eat.
Then Yunjing took the food, found an unoccupied table, sat down and ate quietly.
I don’t know if it’s because of his mental age, or because he has lived in this world for a few years and has seen much poverty. When he was eating, he couldn’t help but feel a little emotional in his heart. The white steamed buns and steamed buns in front of him, as well as the deep-fried buns.
Golden fried dough sticks are just the most common food in this school, but in the countryside, ordinary people may not be able to eat them all year round!
After finishing the food he had brought and his stomach was full, Yunjing went to the sink, washed the tableware and returned it, and then carried the book box to the classroom.
The whole process was uneventful and uneventful. We didn't happen to encounter any fights or bloody incidents in which a rich young man bullied the canteen helper.
In fact, how many such things can ordinary people experience in their lifetime? I'm afraid they can all be counted clearly. However, ordinary days are never remembered by people. There are not many such memorable things, but they make people remember them.
Talking about it with relish covers up the dull days, making it seem like people are living in dire straits and exciting days all day long.
Gee, people's hearts are really weird.
Go through the playground and enter the classroom.
It was very spacious, with more than 20 wooden tables and chairs. When Yunjing arrived, there were already people in the classroom. There were four or five children aged six or seven sitting sparsely. They probably didn't know each other and had no communication.
In a strange environment and strange people, the children seemed a little cautious, and all of them had red eyes. They had obviously cried, and some were even choking and sobbing. Apparently they had not yet recovered from the sadness and fear of leaving their families.
Come on.
Yunjing found an empty seat and sat down, then waited quietly.
There was the sound of reading from other places, and the sunlight outside the window shone into the classroom. The scene and the clouds were a bit blurry, as if time and space were confused, as if I had returned to the time when I was studying in my previous life...
Other children came to the classroom one after another. I wonder if they were affected by the quiet atmosphere here. They were obviously still crying when they were at the door, but they subconsciously shut up after entering the classroom.
I don’t know if there is a rule in this school that parents are not allowed to enter. In short, all the children who come later come by themselves without parents to see them off.
About half an hour later, no one entered the classroom anymore. Yun Jing secretly counted and found that there were a total of nineteen six- or seven-year-old children sitting in the classroom. He guessed that there were only that many for this period, and there could be more.
Not going anywhere.
Everyone wears the same clothes and has the same hairstyle, and it is impossible to tell what family background each person has by their appearance.
Sitting among these children of the same age, Yunjing can be said to be the most special one. It's not that he has outstanding temperament, but that the other children are fair and tender, but his skin is dark. This is so obvious that those
The children were looking at him secretly and subconsciously, but no one was familiar with him and no one said hello to him.
Yunjing didn't care about these looks and faced them calmly.
Looking at these children secretly, one thing Yun Jing expected, but also something unexpected was that none of the children who set foot in the classroom were girls!
Can't girls "study" and take part in the imperial examination? Yunjing guesses that it is.
Although I feel a little sad about this era, it is not something Yun Jing can control. There is no way...
I don’t know how long I waited. In the quiet atmosphere, the children who couldn’t stand the loneliness had already started to communicate with the people around them. But with the sound of a ringing bell, the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly changed again.
He calmed down and seemed a little nervous.
Soon after, as a middle-aged man in gray clothes stepped into the classroom, the tense atmosphere reached its peak. It could be said that a pin drop was audible, and a group of children simply did not dare to breathe.
The middle-aged man was undoubtedly a teacher. He was carrying a book box in one hand and a ruler in the other. Most of the children in the classroom were quietly looking at the ruler in his hand, obviously very scared.
Teachers in this era know how to hit people!
The middle-aged man was about forty years old, with a square and serious face and a beard.
He walked up to the three-foot podium, put down the bookcase and ruler, glanced around the classroom, and then said with a smile: "Hello, classmates, let me introduce myself first. Remember, my name is Yang Yunchong, courtesy name Liuxi, and I am your teacher.
, we will spend a long time together in the future, especially for some of you, the days ahead may not be very beautiful!"
Although he was smiling, his smile was particularly charming to a group of children.
As soon as he came up, he gave me a show of strength, it was simply...
The so-called teaching, Yunjing guessed, means almost the same thing as the head teacher.
After a pause, Yang Yungong continued: "You can just call me Mr. Yang from now on. I don't care whose family you are. When you enter the school, you must abide by the rules of the school. If you make a mistake, I will hit and punish you. It's not good to cry."
Even if you call your parents, it won't work. It will only make me beat you and punish you more severely. If you don't believe it, you can try it."
Yun Jingxin said, wouldn’t this really frighten the children?
But he also thought, the 'head teacher' must establish his prestige, otherwise it will be difficult to control a bunch of naughty children in the future.
I guess he also knew that blind intimidation would not work, so he relaxed his tone and said: "Of course, you don't have to be afraid. As long as I don't make mistakes, I am still a very good person. You will know in the future, and for those students who perform well, I will also
There are rewards”
The group of children finally breathed a sigh of relief, but no one dared to interrupt him.
Then Yang Yungong continued: "Okay, you are all students who have just entered school. Today's first class is also the first class in your life. I will not go into the specific study content. I will do two things first.
The first is to bring your student status to me. I will fill in some contents for you. These contents will be filed with the government once a year. Don’t forget. I will remind you in the future.
Second, we will all be classmates in the future. Now you may not understand the meaning of the word classmate. In the future, you will know that classmate friendship will often be more important than your blood brotherhood in the future. Therefore, for the first time, you
When we meet, it is necessary to introduce ourselves to each other.”
"Next, when I read the name, I will bring over the student registration. Do you understand?"
"Understood"
"knew"
"got it……"
It was obvious that a group of children were still a little in awe of Yang Yungong and did not dare to speak loudly.
Yunjing didn't express himself intentionally and just followed the crowd.
He felt a little helpless, secretly thinking that it was the same everywhere, and he could never escape the self-introduction process in the first class...
