Ma Er is an ordinary Chinese worker, without the rich and legendary experience of Qi Wenchang and Zhang Changgui.

Before coming to Citigroup, he was just an ordinary restaurant bookkeeper in Shaoxing Mansion.

If there is anything special about it compared to other Chinese workers, it is that Ma Er can read and write, and he can do arithmetic, and he is very fast, fast and good.

Unlike Zhu Fugui and Qi Wenchang, Ma Er has never had any lofty ambitions, let alone thought about any national righteousness.

In his opinion, these guys with braids and shouting against the Qing Dynasty and the restoration of sight are completely dangerous elements.

However, this thinking has changed a little in recent times.

Ma Er's dream when he was a child was to become a qualified Shaoxing master like his brother.

So he has put a lot of hard work into the clerical and official language.

It's a pity that he made people, and in the end his master didn't become a master, so he could only work as an accountant in a restaurant.

Thanks to this experience, Ma Er is the best person in Chinese among all Chinese workers.

Therefore, in this round of vigorous literacy campaign, Ma Er became one of the teachers.

And because he knew a lot of words, Zhu Fugui also put him in charge of telling stories to the Chinese workers.

Naturally, it is not the Four Books and Five Classics, but a story like the Complete Works of Yue.

First, it can alleviate the boredom of learning, secondly, it can imperceptibly cultivate the feelings of family and country of Chinese workers, and thirdly, it is naturally to harvest some cultural values.

At first, Ma Er warned himself in his heart not to be a thief.

I was just forced to do this for the sake of my life.

But later, Ma Er gradually became really fragrant.

Especially when he thought of Yue Wumu looking up to the sky in the Storm Pavilion and shouting "Zhao Zhao every day, Zhao Zhao every day", even Ma Er himself couldn't help but sigh with emotion:

Yue Wangye killed the Jurchen, he killed it well!

Later, a new script was sent down.

This time, Ma Er had never heard of it at all.

"Ten Diaries of Yangzhou", "Tunguska Savage Examination", and so on, he has never heard of.

However, the text content in it is not profound, but it is an easy-to-understand vernacular.

Ma Er was shocked while telling the story in the book to the Chinese workers.

It turned out that the Manchurian emperor entered the customs and committed such a lot of crimes, which is simply not as good as a pig and a dog!

What made Ma Er's atmosphere even more was that it turned out that the soldiers of the Eight Banners were actually not the descendants of the Jin Guonuzhen, but savages who came from nowhere!

Where is Tunguska, Ma Er has no concept at all, anyway, it is not a serious place.

As for whether these evidences are correct, Ma Er is convinced.

Emperor Zhu Ming is the true dragon son of heaven, which is proved by miracles.

Not only that, the Jinyi Wei in the hands of the Long Live Lord is omnipotent, and even the ancient secrets of the descendants of the Yin people can be found out, and the origin of a Manchurian person can be verified by hand.

Originally, I thought that the big braids were left by the ancestors, but it turned out that the wild people forced everyone to shave them.

Can this be endured?

The more Ma Er thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally turned his heart sideways and twisted his braids with his own hands.

There are still many people like Ma Er who cut their braids by hand, and later, there are only a few elderly Chinese workers who refuse to cut their braids.

For such a person, Ma Er scoffed, but there was nothing he could do.

It is really incomprehensible that the Holy Lord has not issued a braid cutting order so far.

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On this day, Ma Er was still spitting and telling everyone the story of Yan Yingyuan, the warden of Jiangyin, and when he reached the wonderful place, everyone burst into bursts of applause, and even some Yin people who were listening to it echoed and applauded.

At this time, Yang Liu, a thousand households in Fusi, Daming North Town, came over with a hoe.

Yang Liu, since he had a leg with Yinren girl Xiangcha, now runs to the terraces of his mother-in-law's house every day.

But today, before he had time to hoe the grass, he was assigned by Qi Wenchang.

He put the hoe up and said, "Ma Er, your luck has come, long live the Lord to see you." ”

When he was in the mine, a fierce figure like Yang Liu was not something that Ma Er dared to offend, and at this moment he hurriedly stood up and asked, "Sixth Master, do you know what the Long Live Lord called the grass people?" ”

"How do I know what Lord Banzai thinks?"

Yang Liu shook his head, "Also, you don't want to call me Sixth Master again, you have to call me Yang Qianhu, do you know?" ”

"Yes, yes!"

Yang Liu nodded again and again, said goodbye to the people who heard the story halfway, and walked towards Zhu Fugui's palace.

said that it was the palace, but it was actually the stone house of Yin Susu's patriarch.

As soon as Ma Er arrived, he saw the factory governor, the pacification envoy, and Concubine Yin Niangniang, who were working together to unload the goods from the two horses.

And Long Live Lord is riding a strange two-wheeled bicycle and is going around Concubine Yin.

Seeing Ma Er coming, Zhu Fugui stopped the bicycle and beckoned: "Master Ma, come and see how these rice noodles are in color?" ”

Hearing this, Ma Er hurriedly stepped forward.

He was born in a hotel bookkeeper, so he just picked up some rice noodles and put them on the tip of his tongue and licked them, and then said: "Presumably this is the royal family's tribute rice noodles, which are much finer than those in the market." ”

"Well, it's true that I transferred it from within."

Zhu Fugui parked the bicycle against the wall with a smile and said, "Master Ma teaches hard, and I will find Li to accompany you for a while to receive ten catties of rice and noodles, one pound of oil, and three feet of cloth." ”

Ma Er didn't expect His Majesty to open his mouth as a reward, and he knelt down and thanked him again and again.

Zhu Fugui motioned to Qi Wenchang to pull him up, and said: "The Holy Son of Heaven treats his ministers with virtue, and I am not as popular as the Manchu Qing Dynasty to kneel!" ”

In fact, Qi Wenchang himself was a little uncomfortable.

Not to mention the Manchu Qing Dynasty, even inside the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, three kneeling and nine knocking are also due rituals, but Zhu Tianzi actually doesn't like people to kneel, which is really strange and strange.

Following the rice noodle problem, Zhu Fugui casually compared several math problems with Ma Er.

For example, a rice warehouse with a volume of nine stones, A puts ten buckets of rice every day, Zhang San steals three buckets of rice every day, and Shuo Rat eats five taels of rice every day, how many days can the rice warehouse be filled......

These questions, without pen calculations or calculators, Zhu Fugui himself can't answer them.

However, Ma Erjun gave the answer in the blink of an eye, and the score was exactly right.

Zhu Fugui said with a smile: "I heard Wen Chang say that you are proficient in arithmetic, it seems that this is really the case." ”

"Long live the prize, the grass people just know some account documents, they are all small ......"

Ma Er was telling the truth.

In his opinion, the Great Dao is naturally to read the books of Confucius and Mencius, and the second is to learn the art of scheming and be a staff member like a clan brother.

A person like himself who can only settle accounts is a small path within a small road, almost like a craftsman.

Zhu Fugui laughed: "Master Ma can't be too humble, in my opinion, you are more useful than ten old masters!" ”

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Zhu Fugui wants to set up a factory, even if it is the simplest lumber farm, it is not possible to have a management talent like a professional manager.

Of course, the general direction of the factory is Zhu Fugui's one-handed responsibility, but all kinds of bits and pieces need someone to take care of them.

Old Eunuch Li is a reassuring candidate, but after all, he is old, and Zhu Fugui has more secret things to do.

So after all, this Ma Er is the most suitable.

Zhu Fugui had already asked Qi Wenchang to send someone to secretly observe Ma Er's words and deeds, and found that he was the first batch of miners to cut braids.

The political consciousness is good, and the political examination has passed.

And his name is also likable.

Ma Er, Ma Er, as soon as he hears it, he is a person who can make a fortune.

So after Zhu Fugui personally tested his arithmetic ability, he officially promoted him to the household member Wailang.

This time, Zhu Fugui learned to be obedient.

After carefully studying the official titles of the Ming Dynasty, he did not rashly seal the Hubu Shangshu casually.

The reward is too generous all of a sudden, and you can only give a knight in the future.

In the end, it became like the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was full of princes and prime ministers, and it was too much of a crotch!

However, even if he is a foreigner, he is actually not a petty official, he is the deputy director of the ministry and bureau in later generations, which is equivalent to the deputy mayor of a prefecture-level city.

So, Ma Er, who had just been promoted to a deputy mayor-level cadre, carried ten catties of rice and ten catties of noodles and went home happily.

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The rest of the rice and noodles, Zhu Fugui plans to reward them as well.

The old eunuch Li passed on Zhu Fugui's dictation, and if the Chinese workers cut their braids, and the Yin people could speak a word of Chinese, they could all receive a pound of rice and noodles.

If the Chinese workers can write their own names, the Yin people can sing the Chinese version of "Congratulations", and they can also receive three taels of oil and one foot of cloth.

Although there are not many things, Zhu Fugui is ready to send them every week, and it won't cost a few dollars anyway.

As long as the assessment standards are raised a little bit every time, it can motivate everyone to learn, which is earned for Zhu Fugui.

In this era of scarcity of non-staple food, even Yin women have to eat at least one pound of grain every day.

Two catties of grain per week, this amount can't support a lazy man, but it can buy people's hearts.

At least no one complains about learning cultural knowledge anymore.

Many times, it's not that you don't like to learn, but that you don't learn to be useful.

If you study the same as the game, you can get +1 EQ for every time you read an ancient poem, and +1 for intelligence for every math problem you do...

After studying for 100 hours, you will be able to achieve a bachelor's degree.

If there is really such a setting in this world, there will definitely be a lot more Xueba Liver Emperor.

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Under the New Deal, although learning can be exchanged for food, if you want to live a good life, it is definitely not enough to rely on this bit of food.

Immediately after the academic awards were issued, the recruitment information for the Daming Royal Lumber Factory was also posted.

In charge of clothing, food, meat, silver, marriage, funeral, and funeral.

In a word, the treatment is excellent!

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My daughter sees a doctor, and there is only one shift today, sorry!