Queen of the Black Phoenix

Chapter 58 Arithmetic
"Boom boom boom!"

The national teacher patted the wood in his hand on the table three times.

The heavy solid wood knocked on the heavy desk, making a heavier sound.

Little Shenyou turned his head and continued to sleep.

It seems to feel a little wet under the head, and move the head out a little.

And Xiao Wu didn't hear it at all, and still slept soundly.

The national teacher blew his beard and stared... No, his long beard is gone now. In order to avoid being chased and killed, he ruthlessly shaved off his beautiful beard.

After cultivating in the cottage for so long, it has only grown a little bit.

Such a little bit, blowing can't blow it up, staring is useless, the two sleeping guys don't pay attention to themselves at all.

As for the tiger-fighting boy, although he didn't sleep or make noise, he didn't listen to himself at all. He didn't sit in a good chair. He kept gaiting like sitting, with a book in front of him. It has nothing to do with the Chinese culture I'm talking about.

But when he wanted to stare at him, he actually knew it one step ahead, and looked up first. The young man's eyes were very cold, and the national teacher couldn't help but shiver when he saw it.

The national teacher felt very ashamed that he was actually stared at by a teenage brat.

Unbearable, he cleared his throat and shouted: "Rest."

All of a sudden, the room seemed to come alive.

Xiao Shenyou raised his head, his eyes became clear all of a sudden, as if he had never slept at all.

And the tiger-fighting boy finally sat back on the chair with his raised buttocks, and began to tidy up the books on the table.

Little Hei Pang with double balls has not woken up yet! !

Ah Xun carefully took notes, just at the last stage, the husband spoke so quickly that he didn't even have time to write it down.

What the husband said was very casual, but the content was very good. Every time he heard it, he felt his eyes brighten.

It's just not easy to record.

Little Shenyou, who was full of sleep, was a little thirsty.

She took out a small jar from her little snakeskin bag, which contained the herbal tea that Aunt Luo had prepared for her.

It's hot, and she doesn't like to eat vegetables. She eats a lot of meat and gets angry easily.

Xiao Shenyou poured it out to drink for herself, but thought of Aunt Luo saying that she should respect her husband when she starts school.

"Sir, I'll give you some water." Xiao Shenyou handed over the water in his small wooden bowl to the national teacher.

The national teacher's throat was indeed smoking with thirst.

Their line of work pays attention to less words, rich actions, but careful words.

He didn't know how long it had been since he had spoken so much, and he hadn't thought that he had the potential to chatter, and he could talk for so long by himself.

Although looking at the little bastard's half-wet notebook was an eyesore, the national teacher still took the small bowl of water.

I drank it in one gulp.

Slightly bitter, but very sweet aftertaste.

After drinking it, my throat feels soothed.

Ah Lu stood up and said respectfully: "Sir, I still have to go to work, I heard this today, thank you sir."

Then drag Xiao Wu up.

Seeing the tall and thin boy dragging the fat black man, the national teacher's face twitched.

"Can I go?" Xiao Wu looked at the people in the room blankly.

Ah Xun waved his hand without raising his head.

The national teacher looked at the two heavy iron balls and nodded with a trembling face.

So this fat black man was alive and well, he lifted the iron chain beside him and went out, with the two iron balls attached to the back of the iron chain, making a "clang clang clang" sound.

The national teacher could hear his loud voice coming from the room.

"Brother Lu, what did you teach me just now? I didn't listen to a single word. This gentleman spoke with supernatural power. As soon as he spoke, I became sleepy. I couldn't even open my eyelids. I slept soundly..."

Xiao Shenyou looked out of the window with a serious face, wishing he could go down the mountain with his brothers to play.

The national teacher was very angry at first, but seeing the envious look on that little bastard's face, he was inexplicably happy.

And as soon as the two boys left, the national teacher felt refreshed all of a sudden, and the air pressure was not so low when he returned to the home court.

Take a break.

The national teacher continued to teach.

This lesson is mainly for Xiao Shenyou.

National teachers teach literacy.

Originally thought that this little bastard was so naughty, it should be difficult to teach, but he didn't expect that it was not like that at all.

The little bastard actually memorized the words he said at a glance.

When asked her to read, every word is good.

The more teachers teach, the more powerful they become.

But also more angry at the same time.

This little bastard, while studying, also feeds herself some snacks and tea when she has time, and at the same time turns around to feed her brother some food and make trouble.

In this way, she was able to write down what he taught verbatim.

The national teacher is angry and loving.

Fortunately, there is no long beard, otherwise I would have torn off a lot of my beard.

"Copy the words I taught you five times." The teacher said angrily.

Xiao Shenyou was obedient and sat down to start copying.

The national teacher looked at her a few times, and saw that she was actually writing, and she didn't twist or move around, which was quite uncomfortable.

When the little bastard calmed down, he was really pretty, with fleshy cheeks and long eyelashes, covering his head like a small brush.

I taught her the posture of holding a pen, and she memorized it, which was very correct.

One stroke at a time, written very seriously.

It can be seen that she has just started to practice writing. At the beginning, she couldn't control the weight of the strokes. After one stroke, the ink stained.

Every time at this time, you can see the flowering little tug on her head shaking anxiously.

The national teacher deliberately stood beside her and stared.

Thinking of this little bastard, with such a wild temper, he must write scribbles after a while.

Unexpectedly, the more she wrote, the more serious she became.

The little tucker on his head didn't sway any more.

The writing is getting better and better.

The national teacher threw her own handwriting to her to copy.

The words of the national teacher are very valuable.

Shenxue collects his original handwritten works, which are not easy for people to read.

There are also many students who specifically imitate his characters.

He saw that the little guy was writing more and more easily, and it was more and more like his own words. She was a little guy. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, the national teacher would not have believed that she was a beginner. She could write like himself. The characters are divided into six and seven.

The national teacher stood for a long time, and found that the little bastard was always writing seriously.

He was tired of standing.

Go to the back and see what the other student is doing.

Ah Xun naturally doesn't need to learn to read and write anymore, but he has a lot of things to do, and he is in charge of the cottage's accounts.

So when my younger sister was literate, he would sort out the accounts behind the scenes.

The national teacher looked at the densely packed numbers and flipped through them curiously, only to find that he had recorded all the arrivals and departures on the entire mountain, and even the meals. Calculating the result is like copying.

It would take at least half an hour for ordinary people to figure out such a question, but he wrote it directly.

The national teacher's heart was full of turmoil. They valued their family's knowledge, and the most important thing was counting.

Some people are naturally sensitive to numbers, and some people are knowledgeable but know nothing about numbers.

When he selected his disciples, he took maths into account.

"There are 72 people working in the cottage, and they earn a total of nine taels of silver. If they are divided equally, how much can each person get?" the national teacher suddenly asked.

Ah Xun was keeping his head down and keeping his head down, he needed to concentrate on looking at the numbers, without raising his head, he said, "If it's official bank, each person can get 62 and a half copper coins, if it's private bank, each person can get 50 coins and a half. "

The national teacher gesticulated on the table with his hands for a while before he calculated the result, and it turned out to be not bad at all.

The light coming in from the window moved out little by little.

The boy continued to reconcile accounts, his back was thin and straight, and his ears were big.

In front of the young man, the motionless little toad looks like a flower.

At this moment, the national teacher suddenly felt very peaceful.

(End of this chapter)