Mr. Zhuang put down his textbook, and said to Bai Shanbao and Man Bao: "You guys organize what you just said into a book, and then carefully ponder it. If you have any doubts, discuss it yourself first, and if you can't understand it, ask your teacher."
The two should go down.
Mr. Zhuang walked behind Bai Erlang and watched him do his homework. After a while, he nodded slightly, and then walked to the back of the classroom with his hands behind his back.
There were a few teenagers sitting there at this time, all of whom had studied at his place before and had just quit school a few years ago.
Mr. Zhuang walked up to them and asked with a smile, "Is there a problem?"
The teenagers got up and saluted one after another, blushing and said: "Sir, you can teach us some accounting skills, me, we are going to the county town to find work."
I used to be distracted no matter how serious I was in class, but now I regret it.
Mr. Zhuang just smiled, "You guys are pretty good at math, it's not difficult, but if you want to do a good accountant, you can't rely on the knowledge in books alone, you have to listen more when you go to the county. Watch less talk, and see how the old accountants do it."
Mr. Zhuang said: "Be more diligent and learn more from their strengths. You can always learn their skills."
Mr. Zhuang took their counting chips, put them back one by one, and said, "You guys plan to raise them first and show me. Basically, if you count well, then there will be no problem."
Because the accountant who is just getting started can only plan to raise or copy the account books.
The teenagers nodded excitedly, took out their counting chips and waited for the teacher to come up with a question.
Man Bao and the others didn't even raise their heads, because Mr. Zhuang's lecture speed was much faster today, and Bai Erlang just glanced back and continued to concentrate on his homework.
After listening to the class given by Mr. Zhuang in the morning, and observing the progress of Bai Shanbao and Man Bao, he felt that if he didn't work harder, he would definitely be whipped by his father when he went back.
Mr. Zhuang is holding them tight now, and he didn't let them run around when lunch came, and he didn't even let Man Bao go back for lunch.
Mrs. Liu usually asks the kitchen to prepare lunch for them. Since there is no big class, most of the meals for their master and apprentice will be taken care of by Bai Shanbao's family.
The old Zhou's family sent a bag of milled rice to Shanbao's house after the new year. Old Zhou estimated that the bag of rice would be enough for her daughter to eat until the New Year.
After all, there's only one meal a day, isn't it
In addition, the old Zhou's family basically sent some vegetables to the Bai family every other day. They were all grown in their own vegetable fields, which were fresh and good.
Although the Bai family may not care too much, because their family also grows a lot of vegetables in Qili Village.
But every time Xiaoqian sent it, the Bai family took it, and sometimes they would return some good vegetables grown by their family.
The two have always been in contact with each other.
Today, Bai's family delivered lunch for the three of them as usual, Mr. Zhuang finished the meal with them, and then told them an after-dinner story.
Naturally, it is a historical story, the kind written in history books.
But what Mr. Zhuang said was good, the three children, especially Man Bao, listened with great interest.
After the story was finished, Mr. Zhuang asked them to take a nap.
He felt that Manbao had grown up and was a little girl, so he specially put a big screen in the study, the screen was made of bamboo, which was kindly provided by Zhou Zhoulang.
Behind the screen is a small couch, which is where Manbao rests.
On the other side of the screen is the resting place for Mr. Zhuang and Bai Shanbao Bai Erlang.
Of course, under most circumstances, Mr. Zhuang would not lie here, but today Mr. Zhuang seemed to be very excited. Instead of going back to his room after taking a nap, he just leaned on the bed and chatted with them.
It's gossip, but Bai Shanbao and the others can learn a lot.
After getting up in the afternoon, they continued to study, and he even extended the teaching time until it was almost time for dinner before letting them go.
Man Bao carried a small bookcase on his back and went home wearing a straw hat, and kept sighing to Ke Ke in his heart, "What do you think is wrong, sir?"
Keke said with experience: "It will be fine when he calms down after a while."
"Has anything exciting happened to you, sir?"
Ke Ke said: "He may feel that he has met a talented student, so he is very excited. It's like the Bole in your history writing who suddenly met the rare Maxima in the world."
Man Bao pouted, "The gifted student you're talking about isn't Bai Shanbao, is it?"
"No, it's you?"
"Huh?" Man Bao's eyes lit up, "Didn't you say that Bai Shanbao is smarter than me?"
Ke Ke said: "But the host has me."
Man Bao said uncertainly, "So are you praising me, or yourself?"
Keke electronically said: "Both."
Man Bao went home while chatting with Ke Ke.
Old Zhou Tou was waiting for her at home, and when he saw her coming back, he said, "Come on, Man Bao, Dad told you, how many sacks of wheat are we going to buy?"
"How many?"
"Liu Bao, when do you think you can talk to Master Bai?"
Man Bao said: "You don't need to tell Mr. Bai, just tell Bai Shanbao, no, you don't need to tell him, you just take the money and go to their house to buy it, he has already agreed with Bai Zhuangtou, just call it."
Old Zhou was a little disappointed, "Did you weigh it?"
"Yes," Man Bao said, "Measuring fights are too deceitful. If you're not careful, you'll have a lot of energy."
"The one who cheated was also a seller, now we are buyers." Old Zhou looked at his daughter resentfully.
But Man Bao said: "We are buyers cheating people now, and we will be cheated when we are sellers."
Mrs. Qian also heard it at the time, but she didn't say anything. She said Lao Zhoutou when there was no one left, "Don't always think about taking advantage, what if the children learn from you in the future?"
"What's so bad about taking advantage of it?" Old Zhou said, "You can survive by taking advantage of it."
"But it must be a bad life. Our family is not short of that little food now. According to the rules, the children can do whatever they have discussed."
Mrs. Qian turned around and called Zhou Dalang, and asked him to lead his younger brothers to the Bai family to buy wheat.
Zhou Zhoulang took the ox out and hitched it to the cart, and went with Zhou Dalang and Zhou Zhoulang, and of course brought the money from Qian Shi.
Qian Shi followed Man Bao into her room, saw that she was taking the things in the bookcase to the desk, and stepped forward to help, asking with a smile: "You and the young master of the Bai family are done with your business?"
Man Bao nodded, and said in a low voice, "Mother, we've made a lot of money."
"Then you collect it yourself, and you will need to spend a lot of money to study in the future." Qian said without asking how much she earned, "You are a capable child, and what the family can give you is limited, so you have to pay for it yourself." Think about it more, and tell your mother if you have anything to know?"
Man Bao nodded.
Mrs. Qian touched her little head, and then asked: "Why is your husband so strict this time, that you don't even have a holiday for the Dragon Boat Festival?"
Man Bao sighed, "My friend said it was because my husband suddenly discovered that I was a genius. If I don't teach me carefully, my husband may be sad."
Qian Shi: ... my daughter is fine in everything, but this stinky fart looks more and more like the old Zhou family.