Since the Shang Dynasty about 3,500 years ago, the emperor, at the suggestion of the high priest, had the tradition of worshipping south on the winter solstice.

Yin flourishes and yang declines, otherwise it is extremely Tailai.

The reason why the emperors of ancient times chose the winter solstice was because this day was extremely cloudy, and the yang was born.

"The place where the pottery urn was found at the Qingtai site in Zhengzhou has been confirmed to be a sacrificial square of about 4,000 square meters. In other words, the tradition of sacrificing the winter solstice can now be pushed back 1,500 years, which is older than the Shang and Zhou dynasties. The ancients relied on the sky to eat, and the 24 solar terms of the four seasons of the year are particularly important. Therefore, it is even more important to be able to look to the sky and know the season. ”

"Jade Xuanji, something that the ancients used to observe the changes of the Big Dipper. The outer edge of the jade has three equally spaced teeth with wings in the same direction, carved with small teeth that resemble the edges. The three tooth wings of this Xuanji correspond to the changes of the Big Dipper in a year......"

From the displacement of the Big Dipper in ancient and modern times, to the precession in astronomy.

Obviously it was a few unrelated things, Sun Hancheng said it with a few words, and he insisted on connecting all the objects together, and the more he talked, the more energetic he became, and he didn't mean to stop at all.

It wasn't until the bell rang for the end of class on the corridor radio that Sun Hancheng, who was standing on the podium, suddenly stopped. He put away a few pictures posted on the blackboard, sorted out the materials and left the classroom.

After walking more than ten meters away from the classroom, he didn't hear any movement, and Sun Hancheng, who was calm and serious on the surface, was actually panicked in his heart.

Why did the students not react at all? Is it that they are talking too deeply?

No, he's tried to teach in a way that the students can understand.

Do you really have no talent to be a teacher?

Sun Hancheng's old face flushed, and he felt that he had lost face this time.

It seems that being a teacher is not as easy as appreciating treasures.

Sun Hancheng, who had already left, kept making up for it, and the students in the classroom were stunned for several minutes before they came back to their senses, and in an instant, the classroom was boiling like a fryer.

"Damn! It's awesome! What kind of fairy teacher did our school invite!"

"Our literature department is finally going to raise our eyebrows! Who of you just recorded the video? Hurry up and transfer me a copy, I'm going to post it on the Internet!"

Like the classmates around him, Hao Dazhi was also shocked by Sun Hancheng's knowledge. Even based on his own life experience, Hao Dazhi can hear something else from Sun Hancheng's words more than other students.

"Zhao Ming, do you think Teacher Sun will be the same person as us?"

Zhao Ming shook his head, "Not sure." It is true that the knowledge he has mastered is no longer like an ordinary teacher, but judging from his gestures, he should not have practiced. ”

"Or ...... Let's try him?"

Zhao Ming sneered and said, "Either he is really not a practitioner, or he is a master who can hide his aura." Are you going to test him, are you ready to be mutilated?"

Thinking of Sun Hancheng's harmless face on the podium just now, I don't know why Hao Dazhi suddenly shuddered, and was inexplicably a little scared.

If you try, you may be disabled, and if you don't, you may lose a chance to revive your home.

Hao Dazhi slapped the table, gritted his teeth and said, "No matter, I must try!"

Zhao Ming pushed his glasses and didn't speak, his mind was still on what Sun Hancheng had just said.

Jade Xuanji is indeed a good thing used by the ancients to observe the Big Dipper, but for the ancient martial arts family, its greater role is to correspond individuals to the stars in the sky one by one.

At least as far as Zhao Ming knows, there was a legendary Seven Star Fist in ancient times.

This boxing method is often practiced at night, leading the stars of the Big Dipper to refine one's body, and the seven acupuncture points corresponding to the seven stars are the mud pills, Jizhong, and central ridges marked on the blackboard before Sun Hancheng.

Could it be a coincidence?

Zhao Ming took out his mobile phone, edited Sun Hancheng's name and photo into an MMS message and sent it out.

may be in order to let Sun Hancheng better experience the atmosphere of the university, Ge Qingsong not only gave Sun Hancheng special teacher treatment, but even arranged a teacher's dormitory for him.

Thinking that he had no classes in the afternoon, Sun Hancheng, who was carrying an environmental protection sack, ran to the vegetable market near Nanjing Normal University like an elderly aunt.

According to Ge Qingsong, what was given to Sun Hancheng was a set of two bedrooms and one living room with water and electricity, cooking and bathing.

Therefore, Sun Hancheng's first task today is to put all the pots and pans in place.

Today's young people don't choose pots, and they buy anything either online or in the supermarket. However, Sun Hancheng likes to wander around places like vegetable markets, and for him, this is the same as visiting the antique market, where he can always find the object he likes.

"Why are you still haunted by this old thing? I told you to sell things and sell them far away, I am a place to dump garbage and waste water, don't you feel dirty sitting here?"

In the direction of a vegetable shop in the corner of the vegetable market, a man in an apron holds a basin of sewage in his hand and swears as he dumps it into the gutter.

The drainage ditch in the vegetable market was not wide, and a large amount of sewage fell down, and most of it was not discharged in time, but overflowed and wet most of the trouser legs of the old man sitting on the edge of the ditch.

At first glance, the old man is an authentic old farmer, and the folds on his face are as distressing as the dead bark. He didn't care about his wet trouser legs, but just rolled up his snakeskin pocket with his calloused hands to keep the sewage from spilling on his potatoes.

The people in the city are expensive, and his potatoes are not good-looking, and if they are stained with sewage, no one will buy them.

"I told you I was going to get wet, right? Hurry up, don't stand in my way here!"

The scolded old man didn't speak, pursed his lips and trembled to roll up the potatoes and move them.

It has been a long time since Chuangwei in Nanjiang City, and retail households like the elderly who do not have shops are not allowed to sell vegetables when they leave the vegetable market.

However, there is not much space in this vegetable market, and if he wants to sell vegetables, he can only huddle in the corner of a bunk like a street rat.

This family did not allow him to set up a stall, and that one suspected him of affecting the business.

There are many white eyes that come and go, and the old man gets used to it.

Just when the old man had just wrapped the potatoes and was about to put them back in the back basket, Sun Hancheng walked over and carried the back basket to himself, and asked with a smile, "Taigong, how much do you have in total?"

The old man was a little nervous, and his eyes were staring straight at the back basket, for fear that Sun Hancheng would snatch his things.

He regarded Sun Hancheng as a city manager, and with one hand that was so thin that there was only a layer of skin left, he grabbed the rope of the back basket and begged, "I don't sell potatoes, I just sit here for a while, and I'm not ready to sell." ”

Seeing the old man's pleading eyes, Sun Hancheng felt sour, took out five hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of the old man's blue overalls and said, "I'm not a chengguan, I'm here to buy your potatoes." You have so many potatoes, can you lend me a basket to carry them?"

The five hundred yuan stuffed into his pocket was like a soldering iron, and the old man kept shouting that he had given too much money, while trying to take out the money and return it to Sun Hancheng.

Sun Han simply grabbed the old man's hand and said to the old man with a smile, "Taigong, I think these potatoes you grow are good." I am a teacher at Nanjing Normal University, and it just so happens that our school needs a large number of potatoes. Why don't you take me to your field and let's discuss whether we can cooperate?"

The old man had heard of Southern Normal University, but where did he ever think of cooperating with the teachers of Southern Normal University?

The man holding the basin had pointed ears, and when he heard Sun Hancheng say this, he hurriedly ran over, rubbed his hands and smiled at Sun Hancheng, "You are a teacher at Southern Normal University?"

Sun Hancheng glanced at the man and didn't speak.

The man wiped his hands and took out a business card from his apron pocket and handed it to Sun Hancheng, "My name is Cao Guangda, and I specialize in fruit and vegetable wholesale." Teacher, would you like to consider cooperating with me? We also have a lot of potatoes in stock, which are much better than this old man's crooked melons and cracked dates. ”

"I'm sorry, not interested. ”

Sun Hancheng didn't even glance at the business card, and was about to go out with the old man.

Cao Guangda's face stiffened with a smile, and he said in a weird manner, "Look at you so young, what kind of major do you teach at Nanjing Normal University?" This old man is a notoriously difficult household in the poplar area, don't you think that you can revive him by going to his house every day and buying a few potatoes? Even if you want to buy them, you have to have them at home. ”

Cao Guangda's words made the old man unable to raise his head, he patted Sun Hancheng's hand and said, "Child, thank you." But he's right, there's nothing left in my field. ”

"Taigong, do you have a field at home?"

"There is an acre of land, but most of it is barren ......"

The old man was able to serve the crops in a few years of his youth, and now he can carve out a small plot of land to grow potatoes when he is old.

"It's okay to have a field, and we at Southern Normal University are not in a hurry to ask for this batch of potatoes. Besides, there are no crops in the fields, so we can talk about other cooperation. ”

Seeing Sun Hancheng forcibly ignore himself, Cao Guangda felt a sense of frustration with a punch in the air.

At this moment, a fat man wearing a gold chain around his neck and a leather bag came over from a distance, Cao Guangda's eyes lit up when he saw this person, isn't this Jia Zhiren, the person in charge of the East Canteen of Southern Normal University, Boss Jia?

He hurriedly waved at Jia Zhiren and said, "Boss Jia! Boss Jia, come here!"

As the person in charge of the East Canteen of Southern Normal University, Jia Zhiren is still familiar with the small vendors in the vegetable market. But he hadn't dealt with Cao Guangda much before, so when he saw Cao Guangda waving at him, Jia Zhiren still wondered in his heart.

Before Jia Zhiren could get closer, Cao Guangda grabbed Sun Hancheng and didn't let him go, and at the same time smiled at Jia Zhiren, "Boss Jia, this person said that he was a teacher at your Southern Normal University, do you know him?"

Jia Zhiren was stunned for a moment, looked at Sun Hancheng and felt angry, but he said, "Is there something wrong with you? There are so many teachers in our Southern Normal University, can I know them all?"

Seeing that Jia Zhiren was angry, Cao Guangda gently gave himself a mouthful, gave Jia Zhiren a cigarette and said, "Blame me for not making it clear, this person said that he was a teacher at Southern Normal University, and he also said that he wanted to talk about potato business with this old man." I wondered if there were only two canteens in Southern Normal University, and I hadn't seen him before I came to the vegetable market to purchase. ”

As soon as Cao Guangda said this, Jia Zhiren had to pay attention to it.

This pretending to be a teacher of Southern Normal University has nothing to do with him, but if he pretends to be a teacher and comes out to purchase and deceive people, it will have a big relationship.

There are more or less problems with my procurement accounts over the years, if this is because of being provoked by scammers, then wouldn't it be a disaster?