A small blackboard in everyone's hands?

Niu Dali had this idea before, but this idea was quickly dispelled by him, the reason is very simple, the blackboard can be used often, but the problem is that chalk can't.

If Leng Qiuniang's private school is equipped with a blackboard to write, the daily consumption of chalk is a large number, not that he feels sorry for the silver, but the process of chalk making is more cumbersome, unless he opens a workshop specializing in making chalk, otherwise it is a problem to produce chalk every day.

"This blackboard can't be one by one!"

Niu vigorously shook his head and told Fan Zhongyun and others the truth, hearing that the blackboard was hung on the wall of the room and written by Leng Qiuniang to the students, Wang Shihu and the others had a stunned expression.

"But you can't have a blackboard, but you can't have a sandbox!"

Fan Zhongyun suddenly realized, and then he understood why Brother Niu would formulate a sand table, the sand table can be used repeatedly, and it is most suitable for newcomers to practice calligraphy.

"Thank you, brother-in-law!"

Leng Qiuniang covered her mouth with her hand, and her eyes were instantly filled with tears.

Before, she thought that the idea of running a private school might be in vain, but she didn't expect her brother-in-law to give her such a big surprise.

She can use chalk to write on the blackboard for students to see, and students can write on the sand table, without a brush, inkstone, ink, and paper.

"There's nothing to thank, you are my daughter-in-law's sister and my sister!" Niu Dali grinned, revealing his signature smile, "Besides, this is not my credit alone, Xianglan, Bi'er and Uncle Zhou also have a share!"

Leng Qiuniang was a little touched in her heart, for fear that someone would notice her crying, so she lowered her eyes and thanked Li Xianglan and Bi'er.

"As long as I can make the girl happy, it's worth it!" said Bi'er, grinning.

"Qiu Niang, don't be polite to us, you teach the eldest girl, the second girl, Xiu'er to read and write, and you plan to teach the little girl in the village to read, thank you and we thank you!" Li Xianglan held Leng Qiuniang's hand and comforted softly.

Wang Shihu's family nodded in agreement, who in the village is not related to the family, Qiu Niang runs a private school, and it is the people of Xinghua Village who benefit.

"By the way, Qiu Niang, there is something I want to tell you, it's a good thing that you want to run a private school, but there are many people in the village and many children, if all the children are accepted, I'm afraid your private school won't be accepted!" Niu Dali looked at Leng Qiu Niang and said.

Xinghua Village is a big village with ten miles and eight villages, although Leng Qiuniang said before that only little girls are accepted, but there are many little girls in the village, and Leng Qiuniang's house can't accommodate so many people.

"What should I do then?" Leng Qiuniang also realized this.

"This..."Niu Dali smiled honestly, "There are many people in the village, but there are relatively few people in my workshop!"

Leng Qiuniang understood, "I listen to you, the private school is set up, and only those who help your brother-in-law work, the children of the family!"

Wang Shihu and others were not surprised, just like Brother Niu said, Leng Qiuniang's private school does not restrict, no need to buy a brush, no need to buy an inkstone, and no need to buy paper, so that their children can be literate, such a big thing, I am afraid that many villagers will stuff their children into Leng Qiuniang's private school.

But only Niu Dali knew that what he said before was nonsense, what village has many children, what private school can't accommodate so many people, that's all an excuse, he just wants to benefit his employees!

However, if this is really said, I am afraid that not many people believe it.

Because the private school is specially open to the workshop, so Niu Dali's family also shared part of the money for running the private school, Leng Qiuniang originally disagreed, but at Niu Dali's insistence, Leng Qiuniang still agreed.

There are a lot of tables, chairs, and sand tables, and it is impossible for Carpenter Zhou to do it for an old man who is nearly half a hundred years old, so Niu Dali asked a few carpenters to help with it.

I heard that Niu Dali ordered a lot of tables and chairs in several carpenters, and many villagers were surprised and curious about what Niu Dali bought so many tables and chairs for.

Even some forces who secretly pay attention to Niu Dali's family are puzzled, and they all wonder if Niu Dali's making so many tables and chairs has anything to do with making melon seeds?

After all, now that the sunflowers are getting closer and closer to ripening, Niu Dali, as the first person to make spiced melon seeds, has to pay attention.

And during this time, Wang Shihu and others were worried, and every day relatives and friends came to inquire about the news, they knew that Brother Niu had a big move, but the problem was that they couldn't say it?

After listening to the complaints of Wang Shihu and others, Niu Dali smiled, in fact, there is nothing to hide about this matter, and directly explain to Wang Shihu Once someone asks, it will be done.

Wang Shihu and the others were relieved, before they were afraid of leaking their mouths and telling Leng Qiuniang about running a private school, but now Brother Niu let them rest assured and said boldly, then they have nothing to fear.

Soon, Leng Qiuniang's private school spread in Xinghua Village as soon as possible.

"Have you heard, the sister-in-law of the strong family is going to run a private school?"

"No, a girl's family runs a private school? If you want to be born without a background, if you want to have no reputation, or a woman who has been abandoned by her husband's family, who will let her teach? Anyway, I have that spare money, so I might as well send my son to Lao Xiucai's private school!"

"Cut, your son wants to go, others still refuse to accept it, the private school only teaches the little girl to read and write, and also teaches embroidery, I heard that there is no need to tie up, as long as the person goes!"

"No, how can there be such a good thing? No need to be bound, teach the little girl to read and write for free, embroidery?"

"Don't believe it, it's true, it's just that you can't go up and do it, only the children of the families of the people who work in the strong family can go to that private school. ”

"So, the private school run by the sister-in-law is for their people?"

"I think so!"

For a time, there was an endless stream of discussions in the village, and some women who worked in Niu Dali's workshop heard the news, and in order to determine the authenticity of the news, they went to Niu Dali's house with a basket of eggs.

When they learned that the private school was indeed true, the women were full of excitement.

Can you not get excited?

Don't mention the eldest girl and the second girl, let's talk about Xiu'er, what Xiu'er was like before, how could they not know as a villager, a very small village girl, but since being taught by the owner's sister-in-law, the whole person is like a young lady in the town.

They don't expect their daughters to be on a par with the eldest girl and the second girl, but with Xiu'er's seven or eight points, they are also content, at least in the future, their daughters will be more confident in talking about marriage, and the daughters will also have status in their husband's family.

After all, who doesn't want a daughter-in-law who can read and write, and who can embroider?