Chapter 477 How high is the sky, how big is my heart
"There are only so many opportunities in this world, and they are never enough to be shared equally by everyone. Just as it is impossible for rich people to give up their opportunities to poor people, it is also impossible for poor people to give up their opportunities to lower-class peasants and poor people.
Jia'er, and the second two classes of people, need their family members to bear most of their work so that they can get the opportunity to read, read, and do math in public schools."
"These farmers and the outstanding ones from poor families may be able to get the opportunity to further their studies, but you must know that there are very few talented people in this world. No matter how hard they work, most people can only do ordinary things.
work."
"If at this time, there are people with extreme personalities to instill specious truths into them, and let them learn a little bit of skills, they will be fed poison, thinking that it is not that they are not strong enough, but that the world is not fair enough.
If children from rich families take advantage of their background to achieve high status without learning or skills, then public schools are not educating, but harming people!"
"There has never been absolute fairness in this world. Against the odds, we can only achieve relative fairness. What public schools have to do is to create educational opportunities for more people so that they can have relatively more knowledge and pass it on to their children and grandchildren in the future.
Simple principles and a little bit of meager knowledge make family motto no longer the exclusive property of scholarly families and poor families, rather than making them blindly despise others."
Even though a day had passed, when Fang Qing thought of what Zhang Shou said to him, he was filled with hatred. He had already realized his mistakes and was ready to change them, but Zhang Shou still believed that he was like this
He couldn't bear to be a teacher in a public school! That's fine, Zhang Shou even forced him to go out with Song Juren to push a cart and sell sugar water on the pretext of reforming!
At this time, he was extremely lucky that he covered his mouth and nose with a white gauze scarf, otherwise he would never be a human being!
Two people selling sugar water... this scene is so beautiful! And fortunately this is in the outer city rather than the inner city. There are many people coming and going, so he probably, maybe, maybe won't be recognized? But the most disgusting thing is that Zhang
Shou actually took that devil-like young man on horseback and followed him leisurely as a supervisor!
Knowing that Song Ju was powerless and Fang Qing was also a weak scholar, Zhang Shou put the two of them together in a bad way, but he also took precautions. So although he was lame, the concierge was still very capable.
Yiba Anlu was sent over, following at a distance in case of emergency. Ah Liu sent a message to Zhao Tieniu of the Nancheng Security Team, asking people to take a look at those two weird people.
Therefore, at this time, Ah Liu accompanied Zhang Shou behind the cart, and he felt puzzled: "Master, are you afraid that Fang Juren will run away? If you are afraid that he will run away, I can..."
"Ahem!" Zhang Shou coughed heavily, interrupting the second half of Ah Liu's absolutely discordant words, and then said angrily, "How can I be interested in watching them selling sugar water? I just want to see Xinglong
Next to the tea house, there is a vegetable garden run by monk Zanghai’s disciples. I heard that seven or eight people who stole vegetables have been caught in the past half a month?”
Thinking back to when he first learned about the presence of bandits in the vegetable garden, he almost felt like a real-life version of a vegetable-stealing game.
Ah Liu stopped the topic with some annoyance, and then said with waning interest: "It's not a big deal, just a bunch of little thieves, those few monks can deal with them!" Even the little monk Guanhai had been knocked unconscious with a water ladle before.
Pass a stupid thief. In fact, those thieves are so stupid that they don’t even know that most of the seeds are not planted at all.
Speaking of this, Zhang Shou himself felt sad. The vegetable garden in Zanghai lower courtyard in Cangzhou was naturally sown on time, so the supply of various vegetables was never interrupted, but it was too late here in the capital, because even at the beginning
By the time Guanhai arrived in the capital, the best planting period for most crops had already passed.
The planting period for pumpkins, corns, peanuts, and sweet potatoes has passed; as for tomatoes and peppers, after the emperor learned about the planting time, he had ordered people to try planting them in the palace and wait for the cold weather to transplant them to the greenhouse. But to be honest, Zhang Shou
It is doubtful that the immature greenhouses of these days will be able to grow small tomatoes that are like cherry tomatoes in later generations, and it is even more difficult to say about peppers.
Therefore, the vegetable garden now is not so much a place to grow vegetables as it is a branch of the Cangzhou martial arts people in the outer city of the capital! Whenever people from Cangzhou come to Beijing, they will go there to pay homage to the pier and treat them like a group of companies.
Monks who don't have ultimatums are like local snakes. Even if the monks are a little embarrassed about this, it can't change this fait accompli.
When Ah Liu heard Zhang Shou sigh, he couldn't help but think seriously. Did Zhang Shou think that the monks had good martial arts and the ability to grow vegetables, so he planned to recruit some of them to help Zhang Yuan?
Hai originally followed them to Beijing, but now he came here temporarily because preparations were going on here. He should have taken the young monk away...
From the perspective of Fang Qing, who looked back from time to time, when he passed a street intersection, Zhang Shou and Ah Liu, who were like supervisors behind them, finally turned in another direction, parting ways with him. His feeling of relief was simply
It seemed to be true. But soon, he couldn't be happy at all, because after Song Juren took a deep breath, he suddenly started shouting.
"Authentic sugar water! Authentic sugar water from Guangdong! Grandpa Taizu also said that the sugar will not be discarded, and the authentic double skin milk..."
This guy didn't even bother to think of new words for hawking, but he still kept the same old words he heard yesterday! Fang Qing was so angry that he didn't expect Song Juren to suddenly kick him again: "You are still standing there.
What are you doing there? It's hawking. If you don't say anything, who will buy my sugar water? But you heard what I said. If I don't sell five hundred copies in total, you can't get away!"
"The money from the sale will be donated to the public school, and your previous account will be wiped off. Look how generous I am, and I still accompany you here..."
Fang Qing was so angry at this weird thing that he just wanted to slobber on his face. What do you mean by how generous you are? Are you accompanying me, or am I accompanying you? If you weren't such a weird person, and you don't behave like a good rich man,
A good Jinshi didn't take the imperial examination, but he wanted to take the imperial chef exam. Now he doesn't want to take the imperial chef re-examination, and is just selling sweets here. Am I so unlucky to accompany you to show off?
Zhang Shou had already forgotten whether Song Ju and Fang Qing, two guys who looked like enemies, would make a joke or cause a farce today. Seeing that the emperor just made a circle and allocated it to the monks' vegetable gardens.
The child was gradually coming closer, and he even saw two bald heads from a distance carrying stones to build a wall with their bare hands. He couldn't help but look at Ah Liu, who was also wearing tight clothes.
It's already such a cold weather, and even though Ah Liu, who has a body that can probably fight a tiger, is still wearing long clothes, are these great monks shirtless madmen? He remembered that the emperor generously provided them with enough food and clothing.
Why are you still looking as miserable as when you were in Zanghai Lower Courtyard?
When he saw this, Ah Liu curled his lips and said: "It is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality."
"You kid actually hung up my book bag with me!"
Zhang Shou suddenly burst into laughter. When he rode his horse to the outside of the jagged bamboo fence with bells tied around it, a sharp-eyed monk had already seen him, but in the end, only one of his shoes and socks was relatively clean, and his clothes were also dirty.
Relatively neat view of the waves.
"Dr. Zhang, Sixth Brother!"
After running over in a flash, Guan Tao smiled with crooked eyebrows, put his palms together and saluted: "I didn't expect you to come here by such a coincidence. There are people from Cangzhou, and we have just entered! The senior brothers just said that from now on we will
Don’t be afraid of any more thieves!”
At first glance, these words sounded completely senseless, but Zhang Shou, who jumped off the horse, was very familiar with Guan Tao's jumping thoughts, and immediately laughed and said: "What, your master sent a bunch of senior brothers here to help?"
Guan Tao was shaking his head, but Ah Liu had already sensed something, and suddenly smiled and said: "Master, what comes to Cangzhou is not a bunch of bald heads, but a bunch of young men."
A bunch of young men...Zhang Shou didn't bother to laugh and scold Ah Liu for using quantifiers too strangely. He immediately raised his head and looked over. Soon he saw a large group of people swarming out of the simple door of the vegetable garden. The man who ran at the front was
The guy had a brown-black face and was taller than him at first glance. At this moment, he directly opened his arms to greet him. His exaggerated movements made Zhang Shou dumbfounded.
Although she was not the charming and lively Zhu Ying, Zhang Shou still accepted Zhu Er's particularly warm hug because he worked hard and did a lot of things in Cangzhou. But the next moment
, and he regretted it. Because Zhu Er, a guy who was always pushing his limits, slapped him hard on the back and kept nagging at the same time.
"Brother-in-law, have I performed well this time? I have never suffered like this since I was a child! This year's cotton harvest will be bumper, and I have already arranged the trial planting... Well, I run in the countryside every day, and my shoes
They are all worn out, my thighs are all worn out, and I don’t see any beauties. Tell me how miserable I am..."
"It's better than hanging around in the capital while your father teaches you a lesson."
Zhang Shou broke away from Zhu Er's vindictive hug, and hit Zhu Er twice on the shoulder. When he saw the person, he immediately covered his shoulders and cried out in pain. He ignored such a living treasure, but moved behind Zhu Er.
Looking over, sure enough, I saw Zhang Chen, whose skin was not much fairer than Zhu Er's, standing there. When he saw him, he smiled with his white teeth exposed.
"This guy Zhu Er complains all day long, but he actually perseveres. I thought he would sneak back to Beijing long ago."
Zhang Chen stepped forward, smiled and bowed his hand to Zhang Shou, and then said proudly, "From Cangzhou to Xingtai, we have opened up all the roads from cotton planting to textiles on both sides. Now the cooperatives are in full bloom and there is no more noise.
"
Zhang Shou couldn't help being surprised when he heard the words "No more noise."
You must know that the difficult thing these days is not to do things, but to suppress the voices of opposition. Otherwise, no matter how good the governance is, it may be overwhelmed by countless voices of opposition and noise, just like the countless overt and covert incidents in Cangzhou and Xingtai.
Like the opponents. Although he wanted to ask what happened, he also knew that this was not the place for questioning, so he simply patted Zhang Chen's arm.
"Okay, it seems that you are trying to be better than your old master. You will definitely be better than me in business management in the future!"
"How can this be possible? At most, I just follow the path you pointed out, little sir. Damn it, that's just a little clever. You mentioned this casually after returning to Beijing. This area of Nancheng has been idle for many years.
All of a sudden, the open space has become a lot of money every day, which is much better than Zhu Er and I working blindly!"
After saying this, Zhang Chen still couldn't hide his pride. He looked around and winked at Ah Liu, then he and Zhu Er pulled Zhang Shou aside, and then whispered: "Jiang
The boss of the family is also here, and this time he followed us and made a lot of money by spinning cotton yarn. But Mr. Xiao, even if Cangzhou and Xingtai are combined, cotton planting and weaving are still far behind Shandong."
Zhu Er immediately followed up and said: "It's not even comparable to Shandong, and of course it's even worse than Jiangnan. Therefore, I'm afraid the new loom cannot be hidden for too long. What should we do next?"
Zhang Shou didn't expect that the two of them would ask him about their plans as soon as they came back. He immediately laughed and said: "This matter... we will discuss it in the long run, there is no rush."
As he spoke, he left Zhang Chen and Zhu Er, who were looking at each other, and looked behind them. He saw a group of people waiting there who did not dare to come up rashly. Except for a few striking bald heads, they were all smiling.
Young Master Jiang and Cao Wu, the chief escort of Shunhe Escort Bureau. As if they noticed his gaze, Young Master Jiang directly pulled Cao Wu towards them.
It has been so long. Mr. Jiang, who had received more than a dozen canes before and his buttocks were almost blooming, now no longer walks with a limp. But when Zhang Shou glanced at his buttocks and legs, he couldn't help but feel
There was a throbbing pain in the muscles.
He coughed quickly and said nonchalantly: "Dr. Zhang, I came here because I heard about the Jingcheng Public School, so I planned to ask if we also build a public school in Cangzhou... No, no, no, the name is a bit...
Big, in fact, it is a literacy school, what do you think? Firstly, the industry has grown, and there is actually a need for literate people to run errands, and secondly, there seems to be a shortage of accounting offices."
He paused for a moment, and saw Zhang Chen and Zhu Er both giving him a look that said don't delay. Because of his status, he had to be instigated by the two young masters. He could only say cautiously: "And you have to know
, Nowadays, property registration is popular in various places, and we in Cangzhou are on the canal. News from the capital is very convenient. If we just rely on copying newspapers, the efficiency will be too slow. Even engraving..."
He paused again and said with an apologetic smile: "Engraving is not very suitable for printing a small newspaper with a small number of copies. But if it is printed with movable type, a literate scholar, even if he has not passed the examination, will
I don’t even bother to be a typesetter. So, I’m thinking about cultivating more people who know Chinese characters, especially Yin characters, through literacy schools, and then I can report housing..."
Before Young Master Jiang could finish speaking, Zhang Shou was already staring at Zhu Er and Zhang Chen. Although these two guys were avoiding his gaze, he could still tell that Young Master Jiang was definitely not his.
The idea was definitely Zhu Er and Zhang Chen’s.
Maybe it’s not just these two guys, but also Lu Sanlang, who is constantly whispering into his ears in the capital, asking him to pay attention to the future competition of talents, but in fact he is the number one media tycoon in the capital! These guys are really bigger now.
Got it!
Looking at Young Master Jiang whose voice gradually became smaller and smaller, looking at Cao Wu with a smile on his face, and then looking at Zhang Chen and Zhu Er, Zhang Shou finally laughed and said: "Don't you just want to pass the literacy school?
Train typesetters and seize the public opinion position through registration? Of course you can. You know, Jingcheng Public School has already specially trained a group of typesetters."