Chapter 509: This is Zhiqi
So after joining the chat group, what Master Zeng said was all folk anecdotes, and what Craftsman Yao said was all kinds of whimsical ideas when he helped people work, of course, what he talked about the most was the various "fresh" ideas in the township school in the village school. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Looking at Yao Lao's wooden house, you can know that he must have some interest in this aspect, and his eyes are shining when he hears it, especially when he hears that a lot of novel things are in the township school, he can't sit still anymore, and as soon as he finishes eating, he wants to go to the township school to take a look, which is exactly the meaning of the cold and early snow.
I'm afraid he's not interested, but if he's interested, it's much easier.
So the brothers and sisters and a group of old men accompanied the interested Yao Lao to visit the township school, and Mrs. Luo was also curious to listen to it, so she was accompanied by Xiuniang to the township school.
When he arrived at the village school, he saw the log furniture taken from modern ideas, and Yao Lao's eyes became brighter and brighter, especially when he saw the descendant bucket from the modern flush toilet, he almost went up to try it himself.
Even Mrs. Luo couldn't help but think, maybe she should invite Craftsman Yao back to Luofu to help her own family design such a descendant bucket?
As a result, he just opened his mouth to ask Craftsman Yao when he was free, but he learned that the work was done, but he didn't leave, and he wanted to stay as Mr. Craftsman.
This kind of village school actually invites Mr. Craftsman?
Old Madam Luo quickly figured out what was going on, but Old Yao didn't understand.
"Why do you still teach carpentry in this village school?"
The smile on the face of the grandfather and the others suddenly froze, and a few old scholars who came before also brushed their sleeves away when they heard that the school from their hometown would teach these last skills, although this Yao Lao's words and deeds are somewhat different from those people, but after all, he is a scholar, and he is also a university questioner, so he can't say that he cares more than the previous ones, and after knowing the truth, it is difficult to guarantee that he will not also turn his face.
So Huh, the group of adults were very worried in their hearts, and the village chief even looked at the Han Chuxue brothers and sisters, if it really didn't work, it was better to hide it first, and wait until someone was deceived to be a gentleman.
Dazhu looked at his little sister, and after receiving her encouragement, he responded, "Elder Yao, yes, the purpose of our township school is to let the people in the village have a skill, so that they can make a better living in the future and take on the responsibility of raising a family and children, so in addition to teaching a subset of scriptures and history, we will also open subjects such as woodworking, arithmetic, and martial arts according to the strengths and hobbies of each student." ”
After hearing this, Yao Lao lowered his head and was silent, making the eldest grandfather and others beat the drum in their hearts, could it be that this old gentleman couldn't keep it again?
After a while, Yao Lao raised his head and looked at Dazhu, "People in the world want to teach a generation of Confucianism when they open private schools, and the talents of the gold list are famous all over the world, why do you township schools actually include the last skills, isn't this a bit of putting the cart before the horse?" ”
Dazhu smiled bitterly, "Who doesn't want the title of the gold list, but how many can really be done in this world?" If we pin all our hopes on the title of the gold list, I don't know how many families have to go bankrupt, and their wives are separated, rather than this, it is better to let them learn a skill, even if they can't be famous in the world, at least they can support their families and pick up the burden of a family, and live up to the name of a husband. ”
Yao Lao looked at him fixedly, "If that's the case, you can just find an old gentleman to eat, why bother to look for a famous Confucian to be a gentleman?" ”
Hiss!
The grandfather and the others secretly said that this is broken.
Dazhu was also stunned, and couldn't help but look at Han Chuxue, but saw her smile at him.
Taking a deep breath, Dazhu clenched his fists, "Although we don't all pin our hopes on the title of the gold list, if there are really children in the village who can do it, we will also fully support it, so this gentleman must not look for it casually, otherwise it will be a mistake for people's children." ”
Yao Lao snorted, "The ambition of the little village school is not small. ”
The hearts of the grandfather and the others shook, as if there was no drama again.
Dazhu was provoked to be stubborn, "This is not ambition, this is ambition." ”
Yu Yan also stepped forward, stood with his brother, puffed up his chest and said, "The husband must learn to be ambitious, and only then can he learn, and if he does not learn, he will not be able to learn, and if he is not ambitious, he will not be able to learn." Although we are children of poor families, we still have ambition. ”
Han Chuxue smiled slightly, "Chao is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is Tianzi Hall." There will be no seeds, and men should be self-reliant. If Yao Lao doesn't see it for himself, how can he be sure that this little village school is not talented? ”
Yao Lao looked at the three brothers and sisters standing side by side intently, and when the eldest grandfather was worried about whether they were going to get angry and leave, he suddenly raised his head and laughed.
"Okay, what an ambition."
"The dynasty is Tian Shelang, and the twilight is in the Tianzi Hall. There will be no seeds, and men should be self-reliant. Well said, said too well, there will be no kind, and who can stipulate that only those wealthy families can produce talents, it should be framed, this poem must be framed, hung on the school, engraved on the wall, so that all the children of the poor family have this ambition. ”
Grandpa and the others looked at each other, what was going on?
Mrs. Luo shook her head with a sigh and laughed, and said to Xiuniang, "Hurry up, arrange someone to help Yao Lao move, Yao Lao's residence can be arranged well, and the old man has always been happy." ”
Xiuniang looked at her in surprise, is this done?
Old Madam Luo nodded with a chuckle.
Xiuniang was overjoyed, and she was busy calling Wu Shuzhen's mother and daughter, personally leading them, and arranging a place for Yao Lao.
At this time, Dazhu and they also came to their senses, and naturally they were also overjoyed, the three brothers and sisters were busy arranging their clothes, and they looked at Yao Lao deeply in a decent manner, "Thank you Yao Lao." ”
Yao Lao smiled and waved his hand, "Don't thank the old man, you said it so well, and the old man was moved, but the old man hopes that you are not really just talking." ”
Yu Yan's expression was serious, "Please rest assured, sir, the student will do his best and will definitely not disappoint his family and husband." ”
Yao Lao looked at him, nodded with a smile, "Okay, the old man will see your performance in the future, it's bad, don't blame the old man for beating people." ”
Yu Yan patted his chest, "Don't blame, if I don't study well, I don't need to be beaten by my husband, I will beat myself first." ”
The people around him immediately made him laugh at this.
Yao Lao smiled and turned his eyes to look at Han Chuxue, "You little girl is really not simple." ”
In the contact with Yao Lao, Han Chuxue did not say much, but two poems in succession, but Yao Lao was deeply impressed, and he asked himself if he had seen these two poems with his knowledge of learning rich five cars, which means that it is very likely that this baby wrote it himself.
is a woman at a young age, and she can write such a poem, especially the latter one, which makes Yao Lao have to be impressed, not to mention that she is just a peasant girl in the countryside, but those famous ladies and even the children of wealthy families are afraid that no one has such courage to write such poems. (To be continued.) )