In the early morning, the sun has just revealed a hint of morning light, Qingtian Village is already lively, the old people are tidying up their homes at home, the women are busy feeding the livestock that have been hungry all night, and the old men are even more early to work in the fields. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Only the little mud monkeys running around with bare butts are scurrying around the village with their little black feet.

A small bamboo building in the village stands out from the crowd in a circle of dilapidated thatched houses around it.

When the villagers pass by this bamboo building, they will be careful not to make a sound, and even slow down their steps, lest they disturb something.

"Heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, and the Chensu column is ......"

Isn't there a burst of catchy reading sounds in the bamboo building, crisp and pleasant.

In addition to being busy, the villagers will show a sincere smile when they look at the direction of the bamboo building.

This small bamboo building in the village is the only kindergarten in the village, and all children who have reached the age of six in the village will be sent to study by their parents.

The teacher's surname is Chen, and he is not from the village, but a hunter who went into the mountains to hunt found him lying in a clearing in the forest and rescued him.

At that time, Master Chen was wearing a strange dress, his hair was also weirdly short, he didn't look very old, and he was wearing a strange thing on his face.

These strange things made the simple villagers very worried, and in the end, it was the village chief who made the decision to let him stay in the village.

Later, they have always felt sincere admiration for the village chief who made this decision, if it wasn't for the village chief to let people stay, how can their baby learn to write now?

This is a skill that only the big families in the town and those high-ranking officials have.

In the future, their baby, according to Mr. Chen, will also be a cultural person.

Cultural people, it's so comfortable to listen to.

Chen Yuan looked at the little kid in front of him and shook his head and endorsed there, but what he was thinking about was his relatives at home.

"Looks like I can't go back. ”

Chen Yuan is not from Qingtian Village, or rather, he is not from this world.

Chen Yuan was originally a high school student, and after the college entrance examination, the cat read novels and played games at home, which was very comfortable.

One day, when he was browsing the web, he saw an epic game that was said to be an epic game with the participation of the first university in China, jointly operated by several super-first-class game companies, and containing elements of classical Chinese poetry, literature, and customs.

As an otaku, he saw this, how could there be no reason not to play, download and install the game, he opened the game excitedly, and as a result, he crossed over.

After spending the first few days in fright and panic, the otaku's easy-to-go temperament helped him quickly integrate into his current life.

There are several abandoned thatched huts in the village, and you can live in them if you clean them up.

There was a lot of wasteland outside the village, and the village chief promised to give him some seeds when the time came, so he happily ran over to open up the wasteland.

It's a pity that for an otaku, plowing the land is tantamount to letting a first-level trumpet go to open up the highest-level dungeon, which is simply impossible.

"On the day of hoeing, oh, sweat drops into the soil. "While plowing the ground with a sweaty head, I muttered, it was really bitter.

He didn't see that when the villagers heard the two lines of the poem he recited, they looked shocked, turned around and ran to call the village chief.

"Did the gentleman go to school?"

The village chief asked very politely.

"Yes, I've been in 12 years of school. ”

"Oh my God, it's been twelve years just to go to school, this... How old is this little gentleman, who has only been in school for 12 years?"

"Can you write, sir?"

The village chief looked at Chen Yuan hopefully.

"What is that?"

Seeing Chen Yuan with a puzzled face, the village chief showed regret, but quickly cheered up,

"I'm old and confused, this Mr. Chen Xiao looks so young, he must not be able to touch the Taoist characters"

"That's what the gentleman learned. ”

"Uh-huh!"

Chen Yuan didn't know how to answer, only nodded vaguely.

Seeing this, the village chief took out a piece of tightly wrapped silk cloth from his bosom, opened it carefully, and inside it turned out to be an animal skin, with some faint handwriting on it!

"The old man is dizzy, can you help the old man take a look, what is written on this notice?"

Chen Yuan's heart tightened, knowing that it was impossible to fool the past, so he had to take the animal skin handed over by the village chief, hasn't this world even invented paper?

"Who said the ancients were stupid?"

After seeing it for the first time, Chen Yuan put his mind at ease, the words on this animal skin are somewhat similar to the traditional Chinese characters of the original Huaxia, but I don't know if the pronunciation and meaning are the same?

Gritting his teeth, looking at the nervousness of the villagers around him, if he said that he was illiterate now, he would definitely be beaten by the angry villagers if he was joking before.

"Qing.... Field.... Village?Qingtian Village?

Chen Yuan whispered a little hesitantly, relying on some games from Taiwan Province played, the traditional Chinese characters could still be recognized.

"Mr. !!"

Hearing the three words recited by Chen Yuan's mouth, they were passed down by word of mouth from generation to generation by their ancestors.

The village chief still has doubts, and as soon as he is excited, he wants to kneel down for Chen Yuan.

How dare Chen Yuan let such an old man who could be his grandfather kneel down to him, and hurriedly hugged the old man.

"Village chief, if you have anything, you will command, I will not shirk if I can do it, aren't you breaking my life like this?"

It turned out that this village was carved out by the ancestors of the villagers on the barren land, and there were several literate gentlemen in the village at that time, (as long as they could read, they could be called sir).

It's a pity that after several wars, the knowledge was cut off at some point, and there were no literate people in the village, only some knowledge passed down by word of mouth in the village was still retained.

For example, the word is divided into Taoist characters and simplified characters, and the Taoist characters do not know what they are, and the simplified characters are the traditional characters on the animal skin (all later called simplified characters, here as an explanation)

For another example, the animal skin kept by the village chief is written with the name of the village, Qingtian Village.

This has been passed down from generation to generation in the village, and everyone in the village knows that only Chen Yuan, who has not been outside for a long time, does not know, so as soon as the village chief hears that he can pronounce the name of the village written on the animal skin, he believes that he has gone to school and can read simple characters.

"Mr. Chen, I wonder if you can please teach the children in the village and let them learn simple characters?"

The surrounding villagers didn't dare to say anything, for fear of disturbing Mr. Xiao.

"This?"

Chen Yuan hesitated, he was just an ordinary high school student, he was still studying science, and he was worried about whether he could teach well.

"I'm afraid that I can't teach well, after all, I'm at this level, I'm afraid of teaching the child badly?"

Listening to the first half of the sentence, the villagers were full of loss, "Mr. Xiao refused, yes, his own baby, how can he go to school?"

But when they heard the second half of the sentence, the villagers' eyes lit up.

"Little sir, if you teach, whatever you teach, our baby will learn. If you don't learn well, our baby doesn't have this life, and I don't dare to blame Mr. Xiao. ”

"yes!!"

"Yes, yes!"

"If the little cub dares to be disobedient, you will fight to the death, and you will be killed!"

Seeing that everyone in the village said this, he could only reluctantly agree.

When the village heard the news, they were overjoyed, and the whole village became lively.

After discussion, the villagers decided that Mr. Xiao could no longer live in the dilapidated thatched house.

Listening to the words of the village chief, a big bamboo building should be built, and in the future, the husband can teach the village children to read and write.

Before dawn the next day, as soon as the village was young and strong, they went into the mountains to cut bamboo.

The whole village moved together, and in just a few days, a sturdy bamboo building was built.

The old bamboo in the bamboo forest outside the village is very strong, and you can smell a faint bamboo fragrance. (Whether to build a bamboo building or use dry bamboo, everyone ignores it)

After that, each family sent some rice, noodles, salt and so on.

It is said that the little gentleman should teach wholeheartedly and not worry about chores.

Chen Yuan saw that the village attached so much importance to this matter, and he was also a little worried, he was a science man, what did he teach them, he could read traditional characters, but he couldn't write?

Teach simplified Chinese?

If the villagers had known about this, they would not have killed him.

"Why doesn't there be a golden finger for the traversal?

Just as he was thinking about whether to teach a few words that he could write casually first, there was a loud bang in his head.

A sharp pain.

Chen Yuan fainted without warning.

When he regained consciousness, he found that in his mind, in the space of consciousness, there was a little golden light floating, and in the golden light, a line of small words could be faintly seen.

"This is?" Chen Yuan curiously pointed at a golden light that was close by, "It seems that this is my golden finger." ”

"Thousand Character Text", change one, "Three Character Classic"! Change another, "Hundred Family Names...... "Book of Songs", "Analects"......

It turned out to be a data file downloaded from the game to the local computer.

With hope, I clicked on the title of "Thousand Words", and I actually went in?

He "looked" at the thousand-character traditional text and simplified notes that appeared in front of him, and his hanging heart finally calmed down.

"Finally something to teach. ”

In this way, Chen Yuan became the only Chen Xiaofu in Qingtian Village with honor.

During the day, he taught children a thousand characters in the school (the first floor of the bamboo building), of course, the words were copied out of his mind, and then carved on a bamboo board with a knife, he read it once, and the baby below read it again.

After reading a few sentences, let them read and memorize them repeatedly, and when they go home, they will engrave the words they have learned.

At night, he is at home (still the bamboo building, but it is the second floor), flipping through books in his mind, there is no other entertainment here, it is better to flip through the books.

Chen Yuan found that after crossing over, his memory was much better, and as long as he read a traditional Chinese essay carefully, he could basically remember eight or nine without leaving ten.

Look at it twice more and you'll be able to write it all down.

"Why don't you have such a good memory when you're studying?"

In this way, Chen Yuan became the only Chen master in Qingtian Village with honor.