Unlimited supplies: Bringing space to the supermarket to keep the right minister

Chapter 189

At the time of the next day, Yu Xiaolian was standing in the classroom of Shuren Academy.

At that time, there were no blackboards and chalks in the classroom, and there was a long wooden desk in front of the classroom.

Looking down, the students sat on the ground one by one, and the three-foot straw mats woven from thinner Guancao were sitting under them, surrounded by silk.

There is a long table in front of everyone, on which are paper, ink, pens and inkstones and other items.

It was the first time for Yu Xiaolian to stand in front of many students, and she was inevitably a little nervous.

There were not ten or eight students in front of her, but more than thirty people.

There are large, medium and small.

The young ones are like Little Huzi and the others. Those who have just started their education are about six or seven years old. The middle ones are like Su Jingchen and Zheng Yuanfeng, who are in their teens. The older ones are even older than her father. .

Those old students who did not pass the examination as a scholar were rejected by Jianyin Academy. Some chose to continue their studies in the academy, and some went home to study by themselves in order to save money.

This classroom is the largest one in Shuren Academy. In the past, this classroom was only used for poetry gatherings during New Year's Eve.

As Yu Xiaolian said, it is impossible to teach it once in a class, and she doesn't have that time.

Therefore, Dean Ying called all the students together.

The younger ones sit in the front and the older ones sit in the back.

Yu Xiaolian had long thought about the blackboard, so she found a fairly square board overnight yesterday afternoon, and painted it with ink.

That's it, the blackboard problem is solved.

As for the chalk, Yu Xiaolian knew that the tinware next door was covered with plaster. She was curious about how the tinware was made, so she went to Zhang's backyard to see it.

It is known that they heated the tin block, turned it into tin water, and poured it into the plaster mold.

Therefore, Yu Xiaolian planned to ask Zhang Zhihe for two pieces of gypsum, but Zhang Zhihe heard that Yu Xiaolian was going to use it for writing, so he gave Yu Xiaolian a few pieces of talc, saying that writing is better than plaster .

Don't get me wrong, Yu Xiaolian didn't bring the blackboard, but Xiao Huzi and Su Jingyue, two coolies, brought it to the academy in advance in the morning.

After Yu Xiaolian finished her self-introduction, she found that the students in the front row were well-disciplined, but the back row was not so good.

Faced with such a little gentleman, who is still a woman, some people questioned it.

"How can such a little girl be a math genius?
Let us take the test, and only after passing the test can we be qualified to be our teachers. "

"That's right, that's right, anyone can be a lady? Which of the few lady gentlemen in Daliang is not highly respected, full of experience and knowledge?

What kind of insight can such a little girl have? I am afraid that she is ignorant and ignorant, so she has the nerve to teach us? "

When Dean Ying saw a few old students taking the lead in making trouble, he immediately became furious, "What are you arguing about? Do you understand the importance of respecting teachers?
Why do you guys have been studying for so many years, and you are still just a child when you are old?
It is because you are a teacher for your own use, and you are arrogant.

Don't look down on people, I can invite people to be teachers, of course I have passed the school examination.

What's the matter, I am a well-recognized gentleman, but you children are not convinced?

Hold back even if you don't accept it, don't affect me, I still have to learn! "

The few students were scolded by Dean Ying without hesitation, and immediately sat back blushing, and stopped clamoring, and made no effort to test Yu Xiaolian.

This Dean Ying is quite interesting, and he knows how to help her maintain classroom discipline.

Yu Xiaolian snickered, covered her mouth and coughed lightly.

"Today is our first math class, let's start with the most simple numbers."

The first class Yu Xiaolian taught was Arabic numerals.

Write the number of one hundred on the blackboard.

After leading them to read it several times, Yu Xiaolian said,

"You guys have to get familiar with these one hundred numbers as soon as possible. Remember, how well can you memorize them? If I write down any number at random, you will know what it is. This is the only way to do it. I will take the test the day after tomorrow.

The younger ones in the front row, don’t worry, as long as you can memorize half of them, it’s fine. Those in the back row will fail the exam the day after tomorrow. If you fail to answer, I’m sorry, and you will have to write five Ten times.

It is best for everyone to copy it on paper, read it more when you go back, and try to remember it as soon as possible. "

For Xiao Huzi and Su Jingyue, these one hundred numbers were effortless, they had already memorized them.

But for anyone else new to Arabic numerals, it's tantamount to weird tadpole writing.

Fortunately, after Yu Xiaolian explained the laws of numbers, some people immediately understood, and they started communicating with some students who didn't understand.

Yu Xiaolian nodded in relief, most people are still smart.

Yu Xiaolian went so smoothly, and finished the first class.

After class, Dean Ying stopped Yu Xiaolian and asked, did Yu Xiaolian invent the Arabic numerals?

Yu Xiaolian shook her head, "No, I also learned from others."

Dean Ying quickly asked, who did you learn from?Can you introduce them to each other?
Yu Xiaolian had no choice but to continue lying, "I learned it from an old gentleman when I was in Beidi, and now that old gentleman has passed away for many years."

Dean Ying felt very sorry, and personally sent Yu Xiaolian to the gate of the academy.

For several days in a row, Yu Xiaolian debated the hundred numbers with these people, and later found that the older people memorized faster, while the younger ones memorized slower.

Dean Ying also found out, so Dean Ying approached Yu Xiaolian and asked, can we teach in two classes?

Yu Xiaolian was straightforward, "Do you want to add money?"

Dean Ying: One class is also very good, those who learn quickly can remember better.

After about half a month, no matter how big or small, I finally figured out the hundred numbers.

So, Yu Xiaolian began to teach them addition and subtraction.

They all have the foundation for addition and subtraction, but they didn't learn Arabic numerals before.

If you have basic progress, you will be faster, and you will soon skip the ones within ten, and learn double-digit calculations.

"Today, let's learn the Ten Laws..."

Yu Xiaolian let's talk for a while, and when it was about to end, it was an old saying again, "The exam the day after tomorrow, [-] questions, a full score of [-], and a pass of [-]. Everyone, go back and do more exercises. Passed the exam."

"Master Yu, let's go!"

After half a month of kindness and majesty, those old boys who were unconvinced at the beginning have become much more submissive now.

Yu Xiaolian has appointed Su Jingyue and Xiaohuzi as representatives of the arithmetic class to help her collect and approve homework.

After passing by, Yu Xiaolian was stopped by an old boy.

Yu Xiaolian remembered this old boy, he was the one who took the lead in booing at the beginning, and he was the happiest in booing.

Qi Shanhe is thirty-six years old this year, what?Thirty-six years old?
No, thirty-six years old is still a child, even if it is an old child.

How many times Qi Shanhe has been a scholar, even he himself can't remember clearly.

Although he was not admitted as a scholar, he was still unconvinced when he was asked to be a student of a young girl.

Therefore, Qi Shanhe was ready to humiliate Yu Xiaolian today.

(End of this chapter)