Fang Lingjun saw that the scholars were still immersed in excitement and had no intention of attending classes for the time being, so he decided not to give lectures and introduce tools to the students.
"Lvliu, Xiaoning, please pass out the stationery too."
The two of them walked into the hut again and brought out a basket.
There are small cloth bags in the basket, one for each scholar.
Opening the small cloth bag, there were three notebooks, six pencils and a small knife.
At the bottom of the bag, there are three pieces of chalk made of lime.
Scholars don't know pencils and chalk, but they know notebooks.
"Hey! A notebook made of white paper!"
"Is this also for us?"
"Mr. Jin is so generous!"
Many scholars couldn't help but exclaimed in amazement.
Paper is still very valuable in Dakang. It is used to print textbooks. Many scholars are already surprised, but they can understand it.
After all, teaching materials can be reused.
Now Jin Feng gave each of them three notebooks bound with white paper!
In the eyes of scholars, this behavior is as luxurious as using glass as a window!
"I have told everyone long ago that Mr. Jin attaches great importance to education, and he also attaches great importance to you!"
Fang Lingjun took the opportunity to say: "So everyone must not disappoint Mr. Jin's expectations!"
"Don't worry, Mr. Fang, students will study hard!"
The scholars all spoke their words to assure themselves.
There are also some more lively scholars who have already begun to study pencils.
But Dakang had never had a pencil before, and they couldn't understand it, so they asked Fang Lingjun: "Sir, what is this?"
"This is a new pen invented by Mr. Jin, called a pencil!"
Fang Lingjun picked up a sharpened pencil and raised it: "There is a knife in the bag. If you sharpen the pencil like this, you can write in the notebook."
There were so many shocks today that the scholars have become numb.
After listening to Fang Lingjun's words, they all took out knives and pencils from their bags.
The pocket knife is similar to the folding pencil sharpener that Jin Feng used in elementary school, but it is also the first time for the scholars to see it.
"Oh, this knife is so sharp!"
"Yes, it's much faster than the kitchen knife passed down from my family!"
"Such a knife can be sold for at least ten cents, right?"
"Don't say ten coins, even if you give me a hundred coins, I won't be willing to sell it! This is a gift from Mr. Jin, and it has words engraved on it. Are you willing to sell it?"
"Any more words? Where?"
Many scholars immediately looked at the knife and found a line of small words on the back of the knife:
The first commemoration of Huaxia University Jinchuan Normal College.
Now no scholar would say anything about selling the knife.
This line of small print proves the origin of the knife.
A souvenir of the first class of Jinchuan Normal University. This added value alone far exceeds the value of the knife itself!
With this mentality in mind, scholars are very careful when sharpening their pencils.
"The pencil is different from the brushes we used before. It is a hard pen that is more convenient to carry, writes faster, and the words written are smaller, saving paper."
Fang Lingjun acted as the narrator.
Most of the scholars were young people in their late teens or early twenties. They were attracted by pencils and began to try them on their notebooks.
"Hey, this one can really write."
"Haha, Brother Zhu, your handwriting is so ugly!"
"Oh, why did it break?"
"Mine is also broken, what a pity!"
Just as Fang Lingjun was about to answer, Han Feng hurried over.