Had a quick lunch.
Chen Zhou started teaching again, teaching as much of his mathematical knowledge as possible.
Xun Qiao listened carefully, and Mi Zhen also came to study.
Mi Zhen occasionally came to Chen's house and liked to listen to Chen Zhou's lectures with Xun Qiao. Sometimes Cao Shan and Liu Ling would also come to support her.
I don’t care if I can use it after listening to it, but it’s still good to learn more knowledge.
No matter who they are, as long as they are willing to learn, Chen Zhou will teach them.
However, when teaching, Mi Zhen sometimes, like Xun Qiao, likes to peek at Chen Zhou, and becomes easily blushing and shy while watching.
Chen Zhou didn't know what they were thinking.
He is addicted to teaching and cannot extricate himself.
It is actually not easy to write a mathematics textbook.
Mathematics pays great attention to logic. They worked together to compile this book, and the logic in it cannot be broken.
Xun Ji and Xun Yun finally finished their math homework and sent it to Chen Zhou for correction. Chen Zhou explained it all and let them listen to the class for another day before assigning the next homework.
It was not until evening that Xun's people left.
"Goodbye, sir!"
Mi Zhen reluctantly said goodbye to Chen Zhou and went back.
Chen Zhou watched them go out. It was the first time he had been a teacher so seriously and he found that teaching was quite fulfilling.
"Husband, I see that Zhen'er really doesn't want to leave."
Qiao Shuang said playfully: "And Qiaoer, it seems that she also likes to stay by my husband's side. Why don't you keep them together?"
Chen Zhou gently tapped Qiao Shuang's smooth forehead and said with a smile: "Shuang'er knows how to talk nonsense and let them hear it. How embarrassing is it?"
Lu Lingqi came over and said, "Husband, stop pretending!"
The ladies at home looked at each other and smiled when they heard Lu Lingqi speak so directly.
Chen Zhou: "..."
the next day.
Before Xun Qiao and the others came to study, Cao Ang sneaked in with a bamboo hat.
"Brother, why are you dressed like this?"
Cao Shan asked curiously when she saw Cao Ang looking like he didn't want to be recognized by others and covering his face with a bamboo hat.
Cao Ang said awkwardly: "It's all trivial matters. I'm here to see you sir."
"Young Master, you are afraid of being scolded by people outside."
Chen Zhou happened to come out and smiled when he saw it.
This shows how terrible Mi Heng's revenge was. Cao Ang couldn't bear the attacks from outside and was afraid of being scolded, so he came here evasively.
When Cao Ang saw Chen Zhou coming out, he immediately said bitterly: "Sir's plan is a bit scary! People outside are constantly scolding me, saying that I bully good and fear evil, and am domineering. Next, they may also scold me for being cruel and cruel. Dao, who robs women of the people by force is a more despicable villain than Dong Zhuo."
Hearing this, Chen Zhou laughed.
Mi Heng concentrated his firepower and scolded him fiercely.
He is worthy of being the number one troll in the Three Kingdoms. This rhythm was driven by Ni Heng. In just a few days, Cao Ang really did all kinds of evil and became an extremely hateful villain.
"Sir is still smiling."
If Cao Ang had known that this would be the case, he should not have agreed to his husband's plan.
It was really miserable to be scolded.
Chen Zhou comforted him: "Don't worry, young master! Mi Heng will be backlashed soon. Have all the people we arranged to add fuel to the flames taken action?"
Cao Ang nodded and said, "We've started, but the storytelling hasn't started yet."
"It's time to get them started."
Chen Zhou said: "Compile the content that Mi Heng scolded you from outside into a manuscript, write it into a story, and give it to them to publicize. By then, more people will scold you, but the scolding will not last too long. Soon everyone will I’m going to get tired of hearing it.”
"That's fine!"
At this point, Cao Ang had no choice but to bite the bullet, continue walking, and said: "Father asked me to tell you, sir, if you have time, go to our Sikong Mansion."
Usually when Cao Cao asked Chen Zhou to go there, it was because he had something to discuss.
Chen Zhou agreed and now has time.
Arrive at Sikong Mansion.
Cao Cao was still in the mansion. In fact, he came to see Chen Zhou for nothing else. He just wanted to take Chen Zhou for a walk outside the city.
Outside the city of Xudu, thousands of miles are frozen.
You can see it everywhere, covered in silver.
Ice and snow cover the entire land, and white patches can be seen everywhere.
If a talented person could see such a poetic and picturesque scenery of ice and snow, he might be inspired to compose a poem.
Chen Zhou didn't have this talent. Even if he wrote poems, he would just copy them. He had no inspiration at all after seeing this.
Cao Cao has been worried about the problems of refugees and cold disasters. Even if he is talented, he will not be able to write anything.
Soon they arrived at the place where the refugees were resettled.
"Lord, you did a great job!"
Chen Zhou looked at the place where the refugees were resettled and said: "This place is neat and organized, and the management is orderly. The refugees are well accommodated. They don't have to starve or freeze to death outside."
You can even see the figures of those heaters.
There were some soldiers nearby, bringing pots of hot porridge to distribute to the refugees.
Refugees in thin clothing queued up to receive porridge in the wind and snow. Although it was very cold, the thought of having something to eat, eating a hot bowl of porridge, and going back to a place with a heater to rest made them feel hopeful.
The environment is very harsh, but at least you can survive.
He won't die of cold in the wilderness.
Cao Cao said: "These are all thanks to the crossing, but the number of refugees is too much! We can't solve that many refugees with work-for-relief, and the rest can only stay here temporarily."
After a pause, he continued: "On average, hundreds of refugees come to seek refuge every day. I can't bear to say that I don't care at all. If they all take over, it is inevitable that we will not have enough food to fight Yuan Shao."
"What do you think we can do?"
He looked at Chen Zhou.
After all, it is still a food issue.
"Now there seems to be no other option but to wait until next year to start farming."
Chen Zhou thought about it carefully. During the Battle of Guandu, Cao Cao was really short of food. If Xun Yu hadn't stabilized the rear and encouraged Cao Cao to continue fighting, and if Xu You had surrendered, Cao Cao might have surrendered.
In fact, if you are short of food, you can fight.
"Master, don't worry, even if we are short of food, we can still fight!"
Chen Zhou comforted him: "It's really not difficult to defeat Yuan Shao! With the food we have now, how long can we last if we fight Yuan Shao?"
Cao Cao made a simple judgment and said: "With our current food reserves, we can fight Yuan Shao for more than a year, but after a whole winter, a lot of it will be consumed by the refugees, maybe less than half a year."
"enough."
Chen Zhou shook his head and said with a smile: "I thought that despite how serious the lord's food shortage is, it turns out that we can still hold on for half a year. Within half a year, it will be enough for us to defeat Yuan Shao."
He felt that Cao Cao must have suffered from food shortage phobia.
Let alone half a year, even three or four months of food was actually enough for Chen Zhou.
He would never stay in a stalemate with Yuan Shao for too long.
Yuan Shao wanted to fight quickly, and Chen Zhou wanted to fight quickly. He wanted to fight Yuan Shao back to Yecheng, and then crossed the river to attack Yecheng.
