The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 482 Efforts to Spread Knowledge
As soon as the other children heard Zhang Xiaohua's words, they immediately rushed to express that I would do it too, I would also like to eat pancakes, and I would also like to drink mutton soup!
Zhang Xiaohua had no choice but to say that everyone had a share, and then asked Xiao Maotou to tell him what would happen if he lost three fingers.

Xiaomaotou began to snap his fingers and said.

"I know all the characters on the street, and I can also write. I can count, and I can count..."

Missing Three Fingers stared blankly at Xiao Maotou snapping his fingers, a little bit understanding, but a little bit confused.

Zhang Xiaohua said.

"Do you know how long it took him to learn this? Only a few months! He can learn it, can't you?"

Missing three fingers and stammering authentically.

"He, you taught him?"

"Yes, I taught them, I taught them all."

"Why? Why are you teaching them this?"

Missing three fingers originally wanted to ask you why you have so many, but the words changed as soon as the words came out.

"I like it! I am willing to share everything I know with others!" Zhang Xiaohua said seriously, "If you follow me, you must learn this."

Missing three fingers has a somewhat complicated expression, solemnly speaking.

"Sister Xiaohua, I know you're doing it for my own good. If I learn this, even if I don't work for you, I can find a job if I go out casually."

Zhang Xiaohua nodded.

"Yes. So if you work with me, it will be used as a teaching fee. It's okay if you don't want to work with me in the future. It's up to you."

Missing three fingers shook his head.

"I won't! If I lack three fingers, I will never be an ungrateful person!"

The ancients are so cute, with simple values, unlike modern times, where so many fancy ideas.

Of course not all ancients are like this.

Zhang Xiaohua doesn't care about this point, it doesn't matter if she betrays or not, and she doesn't want to be king or hegemony, all she wants is the virgin value earned by spreading knowledge.

Besides, helping others can really make you happy.

"Second, you have to teach those who don't know what you have learned." Zhang Xiaohua continued, "In the future, when you work outside, you will definitely meet illiterate children. I don't ask you to teach well. But at least teach them to read, write, and count, so that even if they are sold, they can know how much they have been sold, can it be done?"

Missing three fingers looked at Zhang Xiaohua, feeling a little hot in his chest.

"Sister Xiaohua, you have such a good heart! Don't worry, I will, as long as I don't suffer from my lack of three fingers, and if he is willing to learn, I will teach!"

"Okay! The third and last requirement, you must strictly implement what I ask, and you must be serious and responsible. Can you do it?"

Missing three fingers patted his chest to assure.

Only then did Zhang Xiaohua show a smiling face, and spoke briskly.

"But there is one more thing right now. You need to have a name. If you lack three fingers, just use it as a nickname."

Missing three fingers scratched his head and laughed.

"I don't know what my name is. I picked it up. I've been called missing three fingers since I can remember."

Zhang Xiaohua said.

"Then if you want, take my surname Zhang. How about Zhang Sanzhi?"

"Zhang Sanzhi?" The lack of three fingers felt good, and he nodded, "Then call it Zhang Sanzhi."

"Okay, I'll help you get a household registration in a few days, and you can live here justifiably."

Household registration, this is a very distant name for Zhang Sanzhi, who doesn't know what it is for.

But Zhang Xiaohua must have a reason for saying this.

Next, Zhang Xiaohua began to teach them pinyin. After learning pinyin, it will be much easier to learn words.

She used a blackboard, a wooden board painted with ink, placed by the wall, and then wrote on it with lime.

In order to facilitate teaching and keep homework, there are several such boards. After teaching pinyin on this one, I will change to another one to teach numbers written in Chinese. After I finish teaching these, I will keep homework on another blackboard.

The children basically write on the ground, and only when they are almost done, will they write on paper.

The children are very self-conscious and will not waste paper with their own words.

The only common writing tools in ancient times were brushes, so Zhang Xiaohua asked them to practice calligraphy on a relatively smooth wooden board with a brush dipped in water, or practice on stones.

Zhang Xiaohua does not have high requirements, as long as the writing is clear and correct. As for whether she can write calligraphy, it depends on personal interest.

Zhang San pointed out that these children are newcomers with zero foundation, and Zhang Xiaohua told them to learn from the previous children.And I teach them how to draw, except for Mao Sanya, all interested children can follow suit.

At the beginning, I also drew on the blackboard, simple patterns, flowers and plants, and cartoon big heads, and the children followed suit on the ground.

Painting, calligraphy, music, these arts that cost money in later generations were similar in ancient times. In order to reduce costs, Zhang Xiaohua still asked them to learn perspective and proportion on the ground, and practice brushwork on wooden boards and stones like writing.

Wait for the practice to be almost done before teaching with paper.

After briefly explaining perspective and proportion, and leaving simple homework on the blackboard, Zhang Xiaohua took out the paper and spread it on the table, and drew a group portrait of the children on it with a brush.

When the painting was finished, the children were deeply amazed.

Zhang Xiaohua knows that the basic things are boring, a line, a point, not attractive, only works can give children the motivation to learn.

When the ink dries, she hangs the painting up and asks them to see it more intuitively.

Then she painted a painted scene of children eating mutton pancakes, and now the children are drooling.

"Sister Xiaohua, you look so similar!" Mao Sanya's eyes were full of admiration.

Zhang Xiaohua smiled, looked at her, and said to the other children.

"If you like it, practice hard, and you will be better than me!"

Zhang Sanzhi said suddenly.

"Can I learn this?"

Zhang Xiaohua really didn't expect that Missing Three Fingers would be interested in this.

"It's ok. Anyone of you who wants to learn can practice as I taught you just now. After more than a month, we are almost done. Let's practice on paper."

Looking at these tall and short children, Zhang Xiaohua suddenly had an idea in her heart. When these children can draw their works, she will hold an exhibition for them and sell them. The money they get will help them continue their studies. We can support more children like this.

After hearing what Zhang Xiaohua said, they could learn anything, and the children happily clapped their hands and jumped up.

"Okay, that's all for today's class, don't forget to practice, we're going to eat mutton pancakes now!" Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand, "Let's go!"

"Oh! Eat mutton soup pancakes!" The children rushed out.

The stall owner of the mutton soup flatbread stall saw these children coming again, and his smiling eyes disappeared. He greeted them warmly, filled bowls of mutton soup, and served the flatbread.

And some passers-by who have seen it a few times thought in their hearts, that prodigal child has come to prodigal again!
In this way, Zhang Xiaohua ran here in the morning to give lectures to the children, and then ate breakfast with them, finished eating, ran back, swam and took a bath, went home to stand and punch, write and draw, so busy until late, and then went to Swim and take a bath, come back to practice inner breathing, and fall asleep during the practice.

She dares to say that she has never worked so hard in the middle school entrance examination and college entrance examination!
When I wake up in the morning, my mind wanders. If I worked so hard in the high school entrance examination and college entrance examination, wouldn’t I have been admitted to Tsinghua University and Peking University long ago!
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