During the day, Zhao Zhu was an intern steward, following Xiaolian to learn management affairs, and in the evening and morning, he became Xiaolian's teacher again, teaching this little girl the most basic arithmetic knowledge. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although there was also a saying of planning in ancient times, it was not yet popular for ordinary people, most people had never read books, and even if someone could get in touch with planning, they could not be more capable of this aspect than Zhao Jie.

Education needs to be accumulated.

When it is passed down from generation to generation, it is the most useful and excellent knowledge that is constantly condensed.

Ancient calculations are nothing more than textual language, mostly descriptive language, at most with a few examples, and then teach students, a large number of words actually consume the learner's energy, and the mathematical essence contained in it is covered up partially, can not highlight the strongest feature of calculation, that is, a short word.

In later mathematics, often a formula and a symbol could represent the language of the long exposition, forming a system, so that such concise thinking could directly penetrate into the hearts of the people.

Zhao Jie's advantage represents the advantage of later generations of education, and his understanding of mathematics can go straight to the point, penetrate into it, and find the key to the problem with a sharp point, so as to solve it effortlessly.

During this time, Xiaolian studied with him, it was very difficult at first, the other party couldn't see what kind of model it was, and he didn't know where to start, for example, her level couldn't even reach the first three years of the nine-year obligation, at most it was the level of a second-grade elementary school student, and she was still a poor student.

Zhao Zhu slowed down the pace of teaching, starting with the most basic numbers, and let Xiaolian learn to write Arabic numerals instead of the more cumbersome Chinese characters.

Later, he began to teach her simple rules of addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, taught her multiplication formulas, and finally instilled the meaning of making tables little by little.

After slowly teaching for nearly a month, Xiaolian gradually understood Zhao Jie's thinking and was able to keep up with his rhythm a little.

The days are in the past like this, not busy, but by no means leisurely, Zhao Zhu likes this rhythm very much, life is not tired, and he is full of interest every day.

In the twelfth year of Deyang, at the beginning of March, a spring rain was pouring down, kicking off a vigorous prelude.

After a month and a half of internship, so far, Zhao Zhu has basically mastered the skills required by the manager, when to buy, when to ship, how to allocate the source of goods, the warehouse to do regular drying, the investigation of potential safety hazards, and the big and small things.

The light rain wet the bamboo leaves, and the grass in the soil has glowed with a new green color, and on the path, Xiaolian came over with an oil-paper umbrella.

Her light green jacket is still so thick, so that Zhao Jue can't tell whether this girl's real figure is fat or thin, but looking at her gentle and plump posture, her figure should be excellent.

The spring breeze blew a little harder, Xiaolian didn't grasp the oil-paper umbrella for a while, and was blown off the top of her head, which suddenly frightened her white face with nervousness, and hurriedly held it with both hands, which covered the light rain above her head again.

Walking outside the courtyard, she hesitated to stop, glanced into the house a few times, and then shouted, "Zhao Qi, are you there?" ”。

Zhao Jue poked out of the window over there, saw her, and beckoned.

Xiaolian entered the house at this time, closed the umbrella, put it behind the door, and then patted the water droplets splashed on her body, frowning and saying, "Wet ......."

Zhao Jue came out of the back room, and while handing Xiaolian a towel, he was puzzled: "Didn't you say that you were going to go out of the house today to do errands, and you won't study?" Why is it coming again? ”。

Xiaolian took the towel and wiped the water droplets on her body, hesitated, and wiped the corner of the towel on her face casually, and said, "I was originally going out, but just now the other party sent someone to say that this business was canceled, so I came."

"Canceled again?".

Zhao Jie's face showed slight doubts, since the beginning of February, an old customer who has been in the tea business for most of his life said that he wanted to go back to the countryside to recuperate and enjoy the joy of family, so he canceled a business.

Later, several new customers were also delayed on the grounds that they wanted to investigate.

By the end of February, there were about seven or eight customers who had not contacted this side again, and their business contacts were stranded, so they should not be cooperating.

Xiaolian nodded, with some worry on her face, and said: "Yes, it was originally said that the deed has been prepared, and it can take effect as long as both parties sign and draw the pledge, but suddenly it was canceled, and the price we gave was too expensive...... But in the past few years, it has been at this price, and they haven't said it before."

The two talked for a while, guessed a few words, and then turned their minds to Xiaolian's studies, anyway, Miss was in charge of this matter, and they didn't need to worry too much.

The spring rain outside is dripping, and through the window, you can see the bamboo forest not far away in the rain.

The wet wind blew in, and it was a little cold, but neither of them had the intention of closing the window and let it open.

Although the New Song Dynasty is relatively open, the folk customs are relatively simple, and the defense of men and women is not too strict, but two young men and women are in the same room, and they still try to be frank and open, so as not to make people reverie Feifei.

"I came back last night and gave you a set of questions, it just so happens that there is plenty of time today, you do it, I should give you a test, see how well you study these days?" , Zhao Jue took out a booklet from the drawer and put it on the table.

Xiaolian picked it up and looked at it a few times, then showed a relaxed smile, her face was full of pride, and said, "It's so simple!?" ”。

"Simple?" , Zhao Yi smiled slightly, lit a fine incense, inserted it into the incense burner, put it on the table, and said: "As long as you can do eighty points right in this small account, I will do whatever you want me Zhao Zhu to do!" ”。

"Really!? No repentance! ”。

"Of course...... But what if you can't? What do you say? ”。

Xiaolian quickly browsed the scroll again, and said confidently: "It's the same as you!" It's so simple, even if I can't get a perfect score, I can get 90 points, Zhao Jue, you're going to lose! ”。

"Okay, let's take this pillar of incense as the limit, let's start making it", Zhao Qi said, sat opposite Xiaolian, picked up a book and read it slowly.

Xiaolian didn't dare to delay, sat down and took a deep breath, folded her hands, showed a solemn look on her face, and for a moment, opened her eyes and wrote and drew on the scroll.

Zhao Yu smiled faintly, and said in his heart This girl is like me in my previous life, before the exam, I had to worship Brother Chun devoutly, but it seems that the effect is not ideal every time.

He shook his head secretly, and then moved his gaze to the page in his hand, browsing line by line, but there was a faint confusion in his eyes.

This is a book of poetry.

It contains the excellent works of the Tang Dynasty and the Great Song Dynasty for nearly a hundred years, in the era of the flourishing literary style, such a poetry collection is very popular, but anyone who has a little knowledge and has studied for a few years, every household basically has it.

Poetry is a good poem, there is an elegant, fresh and timeless spring and white snow, there are also easy-to-understand, women and children are all in the lower riba people, a hundred years of poetry and literature, all recorded in the book.

However, how did Zhao Jue think it was so meaningless.

There's one less person in it.

There is no big and small Li Du in the poetry collection, there is no Four Masters of the Early Tang Dynasty, there is no poet Bai Letian, there is no poet Li He, there is no poet Jia Dao, and there is no Su Shi, Xin Qiji, Li Qingzhao, Wen Tingyun...... Everything is thunderous in the future generations, and everyone with super poems that can scare people to death, on this, there is not a single one!

The magnificent Great Wall of Poetry has disappeared from the long river of history, and those who really understand poetry and are born for poetry are not in the world.

This huge vacancy made Zhao Chu feel inexplicably depressed and afraid, and he began to think that he might be able to do something.

For most people in later generations, the first time we began to understand history should be ancient poetry.

From Luo Bingwang's goose goose goose, to Li Taibai's silent night thoughts, that is the indispensable historical admiration of generations of Chinese children, we through the recitation of ancient poems, to cultivate sentiment, feel the charm of thousands of years of Han culture, it shows the rhythm, talent is the pinnacle of 5,000 years of brilliant civilization.

And now, those cultural treasures that had a great impact on later generations no longer exist, and only a thin collection of poems in Zhao Jue's hands remains.