Da Qin: The First Emperor wanted to train me to be the empress

Chapter 92 A successful first craft class (Second update, please support
"Zhang Han, help me deliver lunch to my father."

Looking at the food on the dining table and thinking of Zulong who was still handling government affairs in Zhangtai Palace, Xu Man made arrangements immediately.

"only."

Zhang Han came out of nowhere. After clasping his fists, he picked up the food box and left.

In the past few days, he took advantage of the opportunity to deliver meals to His Majesty and was able to dine with His Majesty every day.

Such an honor was given to him by Her Royal Highness the Princess, and Zhang Han was very grateful for it.

In the past, although I could see His Majesty from time to time outside Zhangtai Palace every day, I had very few opportunities to dine with His Majesty.

Nowadays, opportunities like this come almost every day, so why not make him happy.

……

"Sister Ninth, what are you going to teach us today?"

After the meal, Yin Man couldn't wait to learn from Xu Man.

Although Zhenman didn't speak, her expectant eyes still showed her same impatience.

"Today, let's continue to learn the most basic knowledge."

In addition to mathematics, there is also basic Chinese.

The text in the textbook she took out had been changed into official script, and the numbers were simplified Arabic numerals.

It is easier to recognize after being simplified, and the sisters learned it very carefully.

She not only taught them arithmetic but also taught them social practical handicraft classes, so that novices could do what they liked.

Seeing that winter was coming, Xu Man taught them to make a simple hand stove. When the weather gets colder, they can burn some charcoal or chopped corncobs in it to keep warm.

The hand stove is very simple to make. There is a small clay pot inside that can be held by small hands, and a rattan net is woven on the outside to insulate the heat and avoid burns.

It can continue to keep warm, not to mention how sophisticated and practical it is.

"Sister Ninth, you are so amazing. This stove is so beautiful. I want it."

When Yin Man saw how beautiful the hand stove made by Xu Man was, she felt a little disgusted with the crooked thing in her hand.

"The Eighth Sister's one is also pretty. You see, the Eighth Sister even made flowers on it."

Xuman looked at Zhenman's one. There was really a pattern on it, a flower in the shape of a plum blossom.

Zhenman blushed and held the closed hand stove in front of Xuman: "I'll give this to Sister Jiu. Thank you for teaching me such an interesting thing." "Then I'll give this to my little sister."

Xu Man smiled and said, "Eighth Sister, I will make up another one for you later."

"No, I'll just use my little sister to make this up."

Zhenman picked up the ugly hand stove that Yinman had thrown away, "I think it's pretty good."

"Ah, Eighth Sister, this one is too ugly. I...I will make up another one for you."

"No, I want this."

It was the first time for the three sisters to make something handmade, so why was she reluctant to give it up?

Xu Man saw the eighth sister's thoughts and said with a smile: "In that case, I'll consider all the handicraft classes passed."

"After a break, we will have Chinese class again."

There is a small poem in today's Chinese language book: "Ode to the Goose".

Obviously, in the Qin Dynasty, when the rhythm of the Book of Songs was dominant, Yinman and Zhenman were very excited when they suddenly read such a simple and easy-to-understand poem.

I always feel like I can write such a poem myself.

But when I look carefully, I feel like something is missing.

With Xuman's encouragement and comfort, the two sisters reluctantly gave up the idea of ​​writing poetry.

"Sister Ninth, please tell us a story. We want to hear stories."

"Yes, yes, yesterday's "Tadpole Looking for Mom" ​​was very interesting. Sister Ninth, do you have any similar stories?"

Xu Man: "..." They are still children.

Taking a deep breath, she smiled and said: "Today I will tell you about a little bunny..."

"Mmmmmmm..."

The sisters' eyes were shining.

"There are mother rabbits and baby rabbits living by the jungle..."

(End of this chapter)