Seeing that Xu Dalang started to light the fire, the stone asked tentatively, "Young Master, why do the firewood in it be stacked like this?" ”

He had seen other people burn charcoal, and they would pile all the firewood together, then paste it with mud, pour dry wood on it, and burn it.

Xu Dalang had actually noticed Shishi's curiosity about charcoal making for a long time, and he also had the heart to cultivate him, so that he could be freed from this boring labor as soon as possible.

Seeing him ask, Xu Da, who has never liked nonsense from people other than his family, was patient and answered for him.

"The firewood erected in this way can be fully burned, and the person should be solid, and the fire should be hollow, which is probably what it means."

After speaking, Xu Dalang complained in his heart: Human beings live in real trouble.

Shi Shi saw that the eldest young master, who cherished words like gold in the past, actually opened his mouth to explain to himself, his eyes lit up, and he asked about other details.

For example, why can the charcoal burned by Xu Dalang just get stuck at the moment when the firewood is fully burned.

Another example is why this charcoal kiln was built in this style.

And many, many more, and the stones kept asking.

Xu Dalang glared at him irritably, and in the end, he read Xu Yue's advice, and not a single paw resulted in this noisy human being.

However, the professor's apprentice is eager to learn and progress, and it doesn't take more than two times to control the firewood kiln by himself, which is still very fulfilling.

Xu Yue, over there, was writing textbooks for literacy classes and school students.

Learning this matter, once it is serious, it is not allowed to be sloppy, and in the long run, it is better to have a systematic teaching idea.

Now this era is not a peaceful and stable modern age, Xu Yue does not plan to make the study journey so long.

She wants a group of people who can write and calculate, and as for more advanced students, it depends on talent.

Some people just read books, while some people can be inspired and awaken their minds.

Good seedlings have to start from the doll, and Xu Yue focuses on the children in the school.

Literacy classes are common words and elementary calculations, which are set by the standards of the training courses.

On the school side, Xu Yue summarized a lot of children's enlightenment books that she copied from her little cousin before, and formulated lesson plans for the first, second, and third grades.

The three sets of lesson plans teach only Chinese and mathematics.

Once a week, those who pass will be rewarded with work points, and the top three will be rewarded.

There is a monthly exam once a month, and those who pass the exam will enter the teaching content of the second grade, and so on.

The first two, three are the beginner classes, and then there are intermediate and advanced classes to study more advanced natural science courses.

It depends on the talent level of the students, and Xu Yue herself is not sure how many will enter the intermediate class now.

In order to expand the scope of talent screening, Xu Yue also included the adults in the literacy class in the monthly examination to see if there were a few more students who could enter the intermediate class.

Speaking of another thing that gave her a headache, the literacy class on Lu Meng's side was opened separately, and A-Niang was going to select outstanding students after completing the basic literacy and prepare to teach professional military knowledge.

The only people in the family who can write the traditional characters completely are Xu Yue and Xu Da.

Daddy was not at home, and the work of this military lesson plan fell to Xu Yue.

Although copying the military textbook given by A-Niang can increase the experience value of the technology tree, she only has two hands!

Writing three textbooks at the same time, Xu Yue felt like she was going crazy.

There is a shortage of people, or a special shortage of people!

It seems that the indigenous Confucianism who wants to be literate is not a Confucian, and a bachelor is also possible.

Xu Yue looked at the busy people on the hillside outside the window, and only wished that a fierce man (woman) would fall from the sky to save him from fire and water.

Looking forward to it, Xu Da is back.

It was two full months later than he had calculated for himself.

It can be seen that Xu Daxian's calculation technique is sometimes ineffective. Whether the spirit is ineffective or not, it all depends on whether God gives it or not.

Xu Da went to Gongsun Wubao first, and had a meal with Gongsun Yan and his aunt's family, and chatted about the heir of the second room.

I went to the original home to look around, and after making sure that all the family members had moved away, I took the address I got from my aunt's house and drove to my new home.

As soon as he entered the small mountain pass, Xu Da saw four cold-covered guards gathered in the grass hut, wearing thick leather jackets and cashmere collars, sitting together burning charcoal to keep warm.

On the small charcoal stove, soup and tea are still warm.

It was freezing outside, but the people inside were talking loudly with red cheeks, and they couldn't see the cold at all.

But don't look at their leisurely appearance, as soon as Xu Da's carriage entered the mountain pass, they immediately reacted, picked up the long knife in their hand and stood up.

After seeing that there were not many people coming, and that they did not look like an army of bandits, two of them came out of the hut.

"Whoever comes, report your name!"

Xu Da, who was sitting in the carriage, lifted the grass curtain that was surrounded by the wind and said, "It's me, Xu Qingyang." ”

At the beginning, the eighty captives were chased and cut by Xu Da, and the curtain blocked the car from seeing people, as soon as Xu Da showed his face, several people immediately recognized him, and hurriedly shouted in unison:

"The Lord is back!"

Xu Da nodded and pointed to the fence in front of the grass shed, "What is this?" ”

A few people first removed the fence blocking the road and let Xu Da and his party in, which was explained to prevent thieves.

When the weather is cold, countless people are freezing to death and starving to death, and desperate people gather together, turn into bandits, burn, kill and loot, and the means are ruthless, and they have to be guarded against.

Xu Da nodded in understanding, asked them to continue to be on duty, and drove the carriage to continue to drive inside.

After passing the checkpoint, there is a wide road in front of you, the soil is rammed and smooth, which is much easier to walk than the potholed official road outside.

Twenty or thirty paces of the carriage forward, it suddenly opened up in front of him, and there were busy figures everywhere, and no one seemed to be idle.

People wore turtlenecks and trousers, and jackets in linen, and were busy panting for air.

It was snowing lightly for the past two days, and they were clearing snow on both sides of the road.

Seeing the carriage coming in, a middle-aged woman who seemed to be in charge stepped forward and asked:

"Who's coming? But do you want to see the Lord's house? ”

The woman looked very generous, her waist was straight, and her eyes showed a spirit, which was completely different from the common tenants outside, and those who did not know it thought that she was a free citizen here.

No, the freedmen don't have that spirit, and in this world, there are not many people who can wear warm and well-fed, let alone warm and comfortable cashmere sweaters.

Xu Da was already surprised in his heart, and while explaining his identity, he asked who she was.

When the woman heard of his identity, she was at first startled, and then quickly calmed down, bowed down, and replied clearly:

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

"The woman, Ma Guifang, is the second captain of the textile factory, leading everyone out to clear the snow."

As he spoke, he asked Xu Da if he wanted to help him lead the way, and after Xu Da refused, he generously stepped aside and let the carriage pass.