Chapter 895: The 1st Lesson of the Beginning of the School (3 in 1)

"Bang bang bang..."

In the early morning, there was a sound in the bamboo pole forest not too far from the Qingque main tribe.

This is where some people from the tribe cut bamboo.

Things like bamboo, once rooted in one place, multiply very fast.

Many bamboos can be drilled out of a bamboo whip.

After nearly ten years of growth, the bamboo pole forest here in the Qingque tribe has already fully multiplied.

Not only did it cover all of the previous earth mountain, but it also extended a lot to the surrounding area.

If it wasn't for Han Cheng who asked people to dig a little down at the edge, and then simply built a stone wall with lime mixed with stones, these guys might have spread the cultivated land on the side.

Originally lying lazily in the bamboo grove, Han Cheng had someone specially built a wooden shelf to play with panda Tuantuan, his mother, and two other bear children. Hearing this voice, he saw Han Cheng a few more times. Immediately after my actions, I regained my spirit.

He came down from the top awkwardly, rolled all the way over with short legs, and then hugged Han Cheng's chopped bamboos without letting go. Arch up, arch up.

You can do whatever you want if you can be coquettish and cute? !

Facts have proved that being able to act coquettishly and being cute means that you can do whatever you want. After a while, a few chubby guys begged for bamboo from Han Cheng and others, and then sat there and gnawed away.

Bamboos that are so hard that humans need to use knives and axes to cut them down are similar to those made of tofu under their sharp teeth, and they can be easily bitten apart, just like eating sugarcane.

Looking at it, Han Cheng wanted to drive them and let them gnaw down the bamboo one by one.

Of course, this is impossible. If these guys can be so obedient and obedient, they won't know that they can easily gnaw down a bamboo, and they will come to rob the bamboo that they and others cut down.

After scorning the cubs who were afraid of working, Han Cheng and Shitou continued to cut bamboo.

From working in the morning to having breakfast, I felled six bundles before it was over.

And after their busy work, nearly 200 bamboos were brutally cut down by them, tied into bundles, and carried far away.

This move made these guys with sunglasses feel bad.

Seeing that the big bundles of delicious food were about to be carried away, he quit immediately. He hugged the stone and the others' legs with his two front paws, and then sat down on the ground with his buttocks, and he started the shameless mode.

If Little Pea hadn't heard the call from the old man and trotted all the way to kill him, I'm afraid it would take some time for Han Cheng and the others to get rid of these hooligans wearing sunglasses.

Downstream of the small river of the Qingque Tribe, not too far from the Retting Pond, a pond was re-dug out.

It's not as big as the retting pond, but it's not too small either.

It is not yet the time when the hemp in the tribe is mature, and this newly dug pond is of course not used for retting.

Under Han Cheng's command, the bundles of bamboo that had just been felled were put into the pond one by one.

And like retting, the top is pressed with big stones to prevent it from floating.

However, it is different from the time of retting. The pool used for soaking bamboo is not connected as a whole. It is divided into several smaller pools, and the water between them will not communicate with each other.

And each small pool is also soaked with a bundle of bamboo.

"Get three more lime heads."

After seeing everyone fix it, Han Chengcheng gave the order again.

That's right, what Han Cheng is leading people to do now is to make paper.

Papermaking has been pointed out as early as a few years ago, and the tribe has also been able to make paper.

However, the material used is made of things like the inner thin fibers of the bark,

The color is slightly yellowish.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that it is too soft, and it can be written on it, but after all, it is still not as good as the paper specially used for writing in later generations.

Moreover, if the ink is too thick and the handwriting is too obvious, it cannot be written on both sides.

In this regard, Han Cheng has long wanted to make changes, but he doesn't know too much about papermaking. Before guiding Shito to make such paper, he has almost emptied all his knowledge about paper. knowledge.

But writing and transcribing textbooks for a period of time gave him the idea of ​​improving paper again.

While thinking hard, at some point, a flash of inspiration really made him think of some new things about papermaking.

This seems to be what he saw in an online novel before time travel.

When he watched it at the time, he didn't pay too much attention to it, but just looking at it like that, it passed away, and the impression left was not deep.

If it weren't for the fact that I was always thinking about improving papermaking during this period of time, this period of memory might not be able to come out.

Moreover, even in retrospect, it is very vague.

Using bamboo as a raw material for papermaking and retting is obtained from that seemingly vague memory.

As for why lime was added to it, Han Chengcheng didn't quite understand, and he didn't know whether it was to speed up the decay of bamboo or to bleach it.

Not only is the effect unclear, but the lime was added when the bamboo was soaked at the beginning, or was it added after a period of time, or after the bamboo was soaked for a while, and then added. It is not clear whether to join in it.

But this does not prevent Han Cheng from directing people to do so.

Never mind!

Anyway, the general direction has already come out, and the rest will be tried a few more times, and the process and results of each experiment will be recorded and summarized, and it will be gradually explored.

At this time, the people in the tribe also came over with three heads of lime according to Han Cheng's request.

"Sprinkle two heads of lime evenly into this pit, and pour one head of lime evenly into this pit."

Han Cheng pointed to the two small pools closest to the shore, and explained to the person who came over with lime.

The two operated according to Han Cheng's instructions, and quickly held the handle of the stump head with one hand, and lifted the side of the stud head with the other hand, and poured it into the two small pools more evenly.

These limes have not been soaked in water, so after entering the water, heat is easily released, not only hot air, but also some bubbles.

Already before, I had already obtained the stone handed over by Han Cheng. Without Han Cheng reminding me, I took a pen consciously and recorded these things, and also recorded the time.

As for the remaining four small pools, Han Cheng didn't ask anyone to pour lime into them.

Instead, I want to wait until the soaked bamboos start to rot after a while, and then pour lime into two of the pools.

It's still like today, one pours more, and the other pours less.

As for the remaining two pools, wait until the bamboo is completely rotted before pouring lime into them.

After such an operation, and then comparing the final product, it is easier to tell when it is appropriate to add lime to it.

After finishing these, Han Cheng told Shitou and the others not to let the water in several pools mix together, let alone let the water flow into the small river.

This is not only to worry that the mixing of water from several ponds will affect the effect of the experiment, but more importantly, the water of retting is very strong and pollutes the water, especially the water with lime added.

This is an existence that can poison fish to death.

Han Cheng once experienced similar things. When a family in the village built a house, they bought several carts of lime and soaked it in water in the pit.

The lime pit is near a drainage ditch.

There is no obstacle on weekdays, but it will not work after a heavy rain in summer. The lime pit is directly connected to the drainage ditch, and then the water and some lime in it are washed into the stream.

Then the fish and shrimp in the stream suffered, and many were poisoned to death.

After going down into the water, Han Cheng and some children from Murakami often picked up fish along the stream...

For Han Cheng's explanation, people in the tribe such as Shitou naturally remembered it.

After doing these things well, Han Cheng and his party left here and there one after another, and started to work on their own.

After another period of growth, the first batch of millet planted in the tribe has humbly bowed its head, and it won't be too long before it can be harvested.

People in the tribe also need to prepare for this year's autumn harvest.

At the same time, it is also necessary to prepare for Han Cheng and the others to go south...

"Once upon a time, there was a little donkey who lived with its mother by the small river. One day, the mother called the little donkey to her side and said, "Little donkey, you have grown up and can graze by yourself. Today, you Go and graze on the meadow on the other side of the river... Donkey! Donkey! Don't go down! The river is deep..."

Inside the large tile-roofed house, the stone is holding a Chinese book wrapped in sackcloth in his hand, standing on the podium, and reading the story of "Little Donkey Crossing the River" to the children sitting there in the tribe .

After a period of production, the first batch of Chinese textbooks of the Qingque tribe has come out, a total of thirty one.

One of them is used as a textbook for the teacher, and the other is distributed to the children of the Qingque Tribe who need to go to school.

The current minors of the Qingque Tribe, including slaves and citizens, are about 900 people. Even if those minors who are too young to go to school are excluded, among the green brick and tile houses at this time , and it was still full of people, almost 500 people.

There are so many people, but there are only thirty books. Of course, this is not enough for everyone to share. It takes nearly twenty people to get one book.

But there is no way, now that time is limited and technology is limited, it is a little difficult to copy from book to book, so I can only make do with it first.

After a while, there will be more and more textbooks.

However, although there are very few textbooks, the novelty and excitement of the children in the tribe are not lacking at all.

In the past, they never thought that one day they and others would be able to use such things to study. They never thought that the things Shenzi and the others had taught themselves and others could be summed up at once and written down. Into what the Son of God called a 'book'.

Moreover, this book is still so exquisite, it is not only bound with leather rope, but also carefully wrapped with precious linen on the outermost layer.

Almost at the first sight of seeing these books and knowing what the books are for, the children in the tribe fell in love with these books.

The child who was sent to the book and was responsible for holding the book in his hands for the people around him to read ran outside first, soaped his hands, and scrubbed them carefully. He ran back holding the beautiful book in both hands, and opened it carefully.

It's like holding a fragile rare treasure.

The minors who seem to be careless on weekdays have become extra careful and patient at this time.

After opening this exquisite book, some minors with relatively good literacy were immediately deeply attracted by the content written in it.

It contains not only the familiar stories such as "little tadpole looking for mother" and "monkey fishing for the moon", but also many new stories that have never been heard before.

They couldn't bear to look away from these wonderful stories, let alone close the books in their hands.

Han Cheng, who was also sitting in the big tile-roofed house of Qingque, couldn't help sniffing when he saw the children holding their textbooks as if they had discovered a treasure.

I remember when I was in preschool and received a book with the smell of ink for the first time, although the reaction was not as good as those of the children in the tribe, my heart was also full of joy and excitement, and I was reluctant to get it dirty. Want to know what is written on it.

Of course, later on, things like tearing off some book paper to make origami airplanes and folding corners cannot be mentioned.

I just don't know if these children in the tribe will be like when I was a child.

Thinking of the good deeds he had done in the past, God Son Han quickly made a decision to discount the legs of any guy who dared to tear up the book.

Who said that if the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked?

Moreover, no one in the tribe would know such a glorious history as long as he did not tell it himself.

In the minds of everyone in the tribe, he will still maintain an extremely stalwart image.

Although there were a lot of people in the big tiled building of blue bricks, it was packed to the brim, but it was surprisingly quiet, only the sound of stones echoed as they stood on the podium, holding textbooks in both hands, and reading to everyone.

The rest of the people listened attentively to Shitou's reading, and were completely absorbed by the wonderful story "Little Donkey Crossing the River". They were immersed in this brand new and particularly attractive story.

Not only the children in the tribe, but also some adults in the tribe who, like Han Cheng, listened in the classroom, or at the door and window of the classroom, listened very carefully.

Han Cheng looked at everyone's reaction and was full of satisfaction.

This shows that my adaptation of this text is still very successful.

After a while, Shitou finished reading the text. He transferred the textbook to his left hand, took out a piece of chalk from the chalk box made of bamboo tube, turned around and wrote "" The words "Little Donkey Crossing the River".

And write down 'one,' below, and start writing the new words that have been summarized.

This blackboard was made by Lame and the others out of wooden boards. After smoothing the surface with a plane, they painted it with ink several times.

As for chalk, it is made by soaking lime in water, putting it into a round mold, and drying it.

Although it is not as easy to use as the blackboard and chalk of the later generations, it can still make do with it, at least it is much easier to use than the sand table.

Not to mention that the words written on the sand table are not clear enough, the most important thing is that they cannot be erected, only a few people around can see them.

Unlike the blackboard hanging on the wall, the words written on it can be seen by everyone in the room.

And the blackboard is big enough to write a lot of content at one time.

Not only the big blackboard hanging on the wall, but the children in the tribe now basically have a small double-sided blackboard, on which they can write clear words.

You can also lift up the small blackboard in your hand according to the teacher's request, so that the teacher standing on the podium can see if the writing is correct.

The blackboard dyed with ink will stain your hands at first, but after writing with chalk a few times, it will gradually get better.

Following the writing of the stone, the room fell into a sudden silence.

After Shishi wrote two words, he realized that this was not good, and he quickly found a way to deal with it from the training given to him by the Son of God before the class.

He paused writing, quickly scanned the room with his eyes, and then pointed out an older minor who already knew and could write a lot of characters, and asked him to stand up and read "Little Donkey" for everyone. "Crossing the River", so that these people are more familiar with the text.

And he, amidst the child's stammering voice, continued to write new words on the blackboard...

Han Cheng, on the other hand, sat there without saying a word, quietly watching what happened in the classroom, just like the teacher organized by the school to attend the class.

After a unique class, the children in the tribe were extremely excited.

Many seemed reluctant.

Many people even pestered the literate people, asking them to write the rest of the stories for them.

Not only the children, but the stone who used this method for teaching for the first time also seemed excited.

After the teaching, he came to Han Cheng and humbly asked Han Cheng, the Son of God, for advice.

Han Cheng combined his experience gained from being taught for more than ten years, and made some comments on Shitou's performance in class.

First of all, Shitou's teaching was praised as a whole.

Then find out the specific and good performance, and praise it.

After hearing Shitou very happy, he began to point out some shortcomings and give some suggestions for improvement.

"You can't always hear about me, you have to think about this matter yourself, think about it a lot, and see what shortcomings you have in teaching, and where you need to improve.

Figure out a way to improve it yourself.

It should be more based on the actual situation of the tribe..."

After commenting on the stone, Han Cheng said to the stone with a smile.

He's telling the truth.

Teaching seems to be very simple, you only need to move your mouth. In fact, this is a very challenging thing. There are many aspects that require people to pay attention to and explore.

Different people have different teaching styles.

For this matter, he can only give a general opinion. As for the rest, Stone needs to explore and improve continuously based on the actual situation of these children in the tribe and his own situation.

Shitou nodded vigorously, then took the textbook to the office next door to study.

This is the most formal class ever given by the Qingque Tribe.

On the whole, it is still very successful, but there are many things to pay attention to.

The biggest problem is that the children who go to school together are of different ages and degrees.

Things like speaking and writing have been taught in the tribe one after another, but it is not as systematic and formal as it is now.

But there are still many people who have learned a lot through the previous extensive method.

Nowadays, if so many children are gathered together for teaching at once, the problem will come out all at once.

Some people can basically read through the text, but some children don't even know a few words.

In addition to this, there is another big problem. There are too many children in class together, and one teacher can't take care of them at all.

Even if these children in the tribe are very obedient, it won't work.

Han Cheng is no stranger to the solution to this problem, and he can take it at hand, that is, to teach these children in grades and classes according to their respective levels.

In this way, these problems can be perfectly solved.

But in doing so, new problems arise.

After class and grade teaching, more teachers are needed for teaching.

As for those who have teaching experience in the tribe, apart from Han Cheng and Shitou, who once taught people in the tribe to speak Mandarin and write Chinese characters, there is Yuan, who is very talented in mathematics, and two others.

It is impossible for Han Cheng to stay in the tribe to teach. He needs to take people to Jinguan City to rebuild the second tribe.

Moreover, time has become more pressing now.

Now, the first batch of millet planted in the tribe will be harvested in a few days.

Although rice is different from millet, as long as it is not too close to the south, it is basically harvested in autumn.

Moreover, Jinguan City is further south, and with the Qinling Mountains blocking it, the temperature can be two or three degrees higher at the same latitude, and the rice there may mature earlier.

If I and others go too late, it is estimated that a lot of rice will be eaten by various birds...

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