Chapter 178 Giving Gifts
Qin An came back to his senses, looked at the blackboard in his hand, then picked up the chalk and wrote. Soon the white word "地" was written on the black blackboard, and then he wiped it away with a blackboard brush.
"The effect is very good. I can't say that Mr. Gongshu's craftsmanship is world-class." Qin An gave Gongshu Yang a thumbs up.
Gong Shuyang said with a smile: "No, it's all taught by the teacher. If the teacher hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known about the blackboard and chalk.
It's just that I'm very curious about what these two things are used for. "
"Of course it's for class." Qin An said with a smile: "This blackboard is just an experimental version to see if it can be used or improved.
I didn't expect the quality to be so good, so I asked Mr. Gongshu to make five blackboards in a row. "
Then Qin An handed over the dimensions to Gong Shuyang, and at the same time planned fifty desks and chairs.
Gongshuyang accepted this task.
Qin An was very happy and immediately found Ying Zheng and said: "Village. I need some money for Mr. Gongshu to design five blackboards, a thousand pieces of chalk, and fifty desks and chairs.
I also asked for fifty sets of the Four Treasures of the Study, and I have to keep track of this account. Even if it is for my own use in the village, it must be accounted for, and the account book cannot be messed up. "
Ying Zheng said: "There is no problem with keeping accounts, but I want to know what is the use of having so many things, sir?"
Qin An said with a smile: "The autumn harvest is now complete. Although the weather is still a little hot, it is time to start school. I found that there are a few children in the village, much less than I expected, only fifty.
So I want to teach them first, and currently I already have the Four Treasures of the Study. Missing tables, chairs and blackboard chalk. "
"Sir, can you show us what a blackboard is and what chalk is?" Fusu asked.
"No problem. I brought them." Qin An immediately pointed the small blackboard and chalk in his hand in front of everyone, and then placed them on the stone table.
Ying Zheng looked at the blackboard curiously, frowned slightly, and asked, "Sir, what is the use of this dark board?"
Qin An smiled, picked up the chalk and wrote a poem on the blackboard.
Everyone looked at the blackboard in confusion. What's wrong with writing on it?
"Sir, what are you writing?" Ying Zheng asked.
Qin An said speechlessly: "Village Chief, you should not be concerned about the blackboard now, rather than the poem I wrote."
Ying Zheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Sir, I wonder what writing on the blackboard has to do with children's reading?"
"It's all my fault." Qin An said with a bitter smile, "This blackboard is too small, so you may not be able to feel it. I will show you the teacher's graphics."
Then Qin An erased the words on the blackboard and quickly drew on the blackboard with chalk.
Ying Zheng and others saw several desks and chairs neatly drawn, and then each human figure was drawn.
Everyone was impressed by the superb painting skills. Before they could express their admiration, Qin An drew the podium, blackboard and teacher.
After finishing the painting, Qin An put the chalk on the stone table and said: "This will be the classroom in the future, the blackboard will be this piece, and the students will sit below.
Whatever the teacher writes on the blackboard can be clearly seen by the students below. For the convenience of lighting, I will install glass windows on the left and right sides. "
Everyone immediately realized the power of this classroom, and finally knew the wonderful uses of black and white and chalk.
Qin An just erased a poem casually, indicating that it can be erased and rewritten at any time, and it can be reused.
"It's great. This blackboard and chalk are amazing, as well as these tables and chairs. The students will not feel tired no matter how long they sit." Ying Zheng said.
"That's right, so I'll order fifty tables and chairs first. This requires hard work, Mr. Public Transport. This requires a fee, and I hope the village can pay for it. I wonder if the village's funds are enough?" Qin An asked.
Workshops have been being built recently, and Qin An is worried that the village's money will not be enough.
"That's enough." Ying Zheng said, "There is a lot of money in the village, sir, don't worry."
"That's good." Qin An was relieved.
"Meng Li," Ying Zheng said, "Go and bring up the things you have prepared."
"No." Meng Yi responded.
Then Meng Yi entered the room, quickly walked out with a small box, and handed it to Qin An respectfully.
"Sir, this is for you, please accept it."
Qin An didn't know why but looked at Ying Zheng flattered and said, "Village chief, you are too polite. I can't have it."
Then he pushed the box back to Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng smiled and said, "Sir, don't you open it and take a look?"
Qin An shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist the temptation after reading it."
Just kidding, everything here has been baptized for two thousand years, and every item is an antique. If you just take a few things out, I guess you will not have to worry about food and drink in this life.
But you can't take this thing yourself, it has to be handed over to the state. Everything here is a witness to history and a treasure of China.
Ying Zheng smiled and immediately opened the box. Immediately, jewels radiated from the box, making Qin An unable to open his eyes for a while.
After a minute, Qin An's eyes adjusted and he looked at the box again. He was completely shocked.
"Oh my God, what is this?"
"Please accept some gold and jewelry, sir." Ying Zheng pushed the box to Qin An again.
Qin An stood up immediately, took several steps back, and waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I can't accept it, this is too precious."
Ying Zheng smiled and said: "Is it valuable? Most people here have more wealth than the ones here. Let me just say Li Si, he has at least a dozen boxes of gold in his home.
There are countless more in my family. These things are nothing more than a drop in the bucket. Just let me go, sir. "
Fusu followed up and said: "That's right. Sir, you can work under me. What's more, with my knowledge, I can master the four treasures of the study, the method of making colored glaze, what other farm tools, water wheel, movable type printing, blackboard, and chalk.
Each of these things is related to the prosperity of this village. If we take out any one of them, it is worth taking out this box of gold and jewelry. "
Ying Zheng nodded with satisfaction, looked at Fusu, and thought to himself: Fusu has grown up and knows how to use benefits to win over people.
But what Ying Zheng didn't know was that Fusu simply decided that Qin An should take the box of gold and jewelry.
Li Si said: "Mr., could it be that you don't like the village chief's gift?"
"No, no, no." Qin An immediately waved his hands and said nervously: "How can you do that? If you take this box of gold outside, I won't have to work for the rest of my life. I can just lie at home and live a carefree and comfortable life." A lifetime.
It’s a good day to truly have clothes to put on, food to eat, and mouth to open. "
"In this case, sir, you should accept it more." Ying Zheng said.
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