Just look at so many schools for the children of workers in later generations, when the population base of a factory is large enough, a semi-closed self-circulation system can be formed.

This creates more stickiness and leaves more people.

How many children of workers have followed the old path of their own sons? Took the position of your own mother?

Later generations can see this truth at a glance, in ancient times without the baptism of the industrial wave, it was difficult to reason out from imagination, and it was normal for Li Yi to be worried.

Besides, what kind of good Hu is a shepherd who can't spin wool cloth out of wool?

Feng Yong engaged in these silage towers, and he didn't need them to graze grass everywhere, and put the green fodder in front of the cattle and sheep, such a thing as a fool could do it.

Learn something else, and you won't suffer, right?

The children of workers must first be taught to learn the basic common words, about 3,000 words.

Then it mixes basic mathematics, addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, and four operations.

This is what you have to learn in the six years of primary school, compress it, after three years of learning, what you can't learn is the eliminated product, go to Lao Tzu to herd sheep.

Later, I will do some textile-related things, for example, how to make a spinning wheel loom, how to spin and weave, male or female, and you can learn which one you are interested in.

Anyway, Hu people, there may be wingmen in the future, at most plus some Qianshou children, and the etiquette law does not require them.

As long as it doesn't involve those scriptures, how do you care about me?

Moreover, Feng Yong did not plan to teach them those scriptures, not only was it unnecessary, but it was also easy to get into trouble.

In case the hat of the family interpreting the saint's quotations is buttoned down, the skin will be peeled off if he does not die.

Lao Tzu just taught them to read and write, and then taught them to graze and weave, what's the problem? You bite me?

Educating people outside the country to know Chinese characters and speak Chinese, so that they can live in a fixed place in a fixed place like the Han people, which is easy to manage, is the same as the understanding of the leaders of the church, which is all education and great merit.

Isn't teaching the leaders to read and write just to understand more truths?

As for how the truth is said, that is, the right to interpret the knowledge in the hands of the family, Feng Yong said that he does not have the ability to shake it at present.

However, there are many aspects involved in this, and Feng Yong only has a preliminary idea at present, and as for the specific steps, he has not yet come up with them.

But whatever, there's at least five years left anyway, isn't it?

"It turns out that my brother has a plan? It's the younger brother who is too worried. ”

Li Yi breathed a sigh of relief, comprehended, and thought that he had understood Feng Yong's thoughts.

Feng Yong smiled and didn't explain.

Over there, Wang Xun and Zhao Guangzheng were directing people to move the looms and spinning wheels back, while Guan Ji continued to watch those Qiang girls, striving for more people to learn to weave.

Several people had a tacit understanding not to disturb the conversation between Feng Yong and Li Yi.

"By the way, Wen Xuan, is there any news about the wingman girl I talked about last time?"

"Oh, the younger brother was about to talk to his brother about this," Li Yi smiled apologetically when he heard this, "The Lord came with news yesterday, I didn't expect to see Fang Cai's scene today, and I almost forgot about it." Brother, the Lord refused to do so. ”

The confident smile on Feng Yong's face froze.

How is this answer different from what I imagined?

"Refused? Why? ”

Feng Yong was a little anxious at the moment, and he was still counting on the wingman to come and support his textile factory.

Looking at the current Qiang girl, Feng Yong no longer has much hope.

If you learn slowly, you can stuff all the things you haven't learned into the factory, which is not enough!

It's not easy to have such a money-making business, why don't you find a way to do it as soon as possible, and wait for others to follow suit? That's when the competition is great.

Monopoly to make money must be the coolest!

"Brother, my lord said that this matter is not suitable for us to operate privately, and someone needs to take the lead, otherwise it will be easy for people to get the handle."

Li Yi said in a low voice.

"Why not?"

Feng Yong frowned, Lao Tzu is doing a good deed! Can you do good deeds or do it wrong?

"The human heart."

Li Yi spat out two words.

"The human heart? What does this have to do with people's hearts? I'm not ...... collector."

Feng Yong reacted violently and swallowed back the words that followed.

I really haven't been able to fully guess what the aborigines think.

It is true that the war in Nanzhong is in turmoil, whether it is a wingman girl or a Han woman, it is a fact that they are not as good as the Taiping dogs, but if someone takes their own name at this time and makes a big fanfare to save them from the sea of suffering, it is a good thing for them, but it may not be a good thing for the superiors.

In ancient times, whoever was good to themselves would blindly follow whom, which was to buy people's hearts for some high-ranking people who were pretentious in ancient times.

Buying people's hearts is such a thing that can only be done by people in the royal family, or only people who are ready to be royals can do it.

The former is rightfully formed, and the latter is ready to rebel.

Exercise!

Feng Yong cursed in his heart, thinking that there were many things in ancient times!

How is it like in the later life, when there is a catastrophe, if you have a net worth of billions, donate a few thousand yuan to try?

It seems that this matter is still underconsidered.

Feng Yong began to reflect.

This matter is naturally the most convenient for Zhuge Old Demon to operate, but Feng Yong didn't plan to let him get involved too much.

Otherwise, when everyone knows that they can easily spin a large amount of woolen cloth, will they directly say with the death of Zhuge Old Demon: "Xiao Feng, you see, at the beginning, I also gave you so many wingmen, how much support is this?" Don't you show it? ”

Do you think Feng Yong said it or did he pretend that he didn't hear it?

With Zhuge Old Demon working hard for the rest of his life to "revive Handing and return to the old capital", so that he fell on the way to the Northern Expedition, Feng Yong believed that he would not let go of this hen that laid golden eggs.

And this is not necessarily just a moment.

To be honest, Feng Yong really admires a pure person like Zhuge Old Demon, who can fight for a promise and an ideal all his life.

But that doesn't mean he can support it unconditionally.

Why? Because I'm younger than him, am I young enough?

He hung up in ten years, how old am I?

Even if I'm a turtle, it's an ideal turtle.

I think there can be a better way, not to be so overdrawn vitality, whether it is my own or the big man's.

The point is that I was too anxious and didn't succeed! If you succeed, you can still think about it, but if you don't succeed, you can say a hair?

As for his follow-up plans, who dares to guarantee how much interest the old demon Zhuge who is bent on the Northern Expedition will be interested in listening?

Anyway, if he were to change himself, he would think like this: I just need to know that this thing can make money and support the Northern Expedition, and I haven't seen the things behind, how do I know if what you said is true? You let me go on the Northern Expedition first!

A hundred birds in the forest are not as good as a bird in hand.

With Feng Tuqiu's dark psychology, it is inevitable to figure out the thoughts of those political figures, but he has to guard against it. 8)