After being told to go down and count the people, Xu Boan was not idle either.
He chose a relatively fine mortar, followed the "water pipe made of an infusion set" stuck in the rock with the mortar, and carefully applied it to cover it with a layer.
Because to Xu Bo'an, this area of the bonsai is like his own backyard, so Xu Bo'an applied it very carefully, trying to make it smooth, without bubbles and without leaks.
The little people soon saw that the transparent tube that was exposed earlier was covered by the magical power of Grandpa Mountain God.
"Oh my god, take a look, what kind of treasure is this?"
"It looks a bit like mud and soil used to repair leaks!"
"Are you kidding me? Mud, stone and soil can't have this color. Besides, how can Grandpa Mountain God use the things we ordinary people use?"
"Fixing the leak? It can't be the divine mud used by the gods in ancient times to mend the sky, right?"
"Hiss...Butian Divine Mud! When you put it that way, it looks quite similar."
"Hey, do you think if we had this thing, could we make the dirt floor under our feet the same as the blue brick floor in the city?"
"Of course, you can. Haven't you noticed that the mud from Grandpa Mountain God looks very similar to the city wall that was given as a reward outside?"
"I understand, that hard city wall was made of divine mud by the mountain god."
"Oh my God, no wonder the city wall is so hard, it's as hard as stone! It turns out it's made of the Heaven-Building Divine Mud."
The logic of three people becoming a tiger applies everywhere.
It didn't take long for the mortar used by Xu Bo'an to become the legendary "Godly Mud for Heaven-Mending" among the people in the bonsai world!
Because of his constant pursuit of perfection, more than half an hour had passed since Xu Bo'an finished these tasks.
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Qingjiang counting sticks with his head down and writing some tedious handwriting on the rough paper beside him from time to time.
"Li Qingjiang, what are you doing?" Xu Bo'an asked strangely.
When Li Qingjiang heard Xu Boan's words, he hurriedly stopped the small wooden stick in his hand, shook the clothes on his body, and said respectfully: "Back to Grandpa Shan Shen, most of the villagers are illiterate, and numbers are replaced by small wooden sticks. I want Count these sticks and then count the final number of people."
Only then did Xu Boan realize that the counting method in the bonsai world was still very backward.
Their counting numbers are probably as cumbersome as capital numbers like "one twenty-three", and there is no simplified alternative.
Xu Boan thought for a moment and decided to teach them the simplest knowledge of Arabic numerals and basic mathematics and arithmetic.
Soon, Xu Boan tore out a few pieces of paper the size of soybeans and carefully wrote a total of 21 numbers from 0 to 20 on them.
Then he said seriously: "Li Qingjiang, I can teach you a simpler counting method and a more convenient algorithm. Just listen."
Li Qingjiang was startled when he heard what Grandpa Mountain God said, and he forgot to count the wooden sticks he had just counted.
Li Qingjiang simply put the wooden stick aside again and said: "Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God, for your blessing. Qingjiang will definitely listen carefully!"
Xu Bo'an took out a few small cards and gently placed them in front of Li Qingjiang. He first pointed at the ten cards from 0 to 9 and said, "Look, these writings are called numbers. 1 represents one of your small sticks, and 2 represents two." A small stick.
By analogy, 9 represents 9 small wooden sticks. And 0 means nothing. For example, if a fruit is 1, if you eat the fruit, it will be gone and it will be 0. "
Li Qingjiang nodded with interest and said: "This is quite a novel method, much more convenient and faster than writing."
Xu Bo'an smiled and said: "Yes, the most important thing is that it is easy for the folks to learn, and it is faster than counting small wooden sticks."
Li Qingjiang nodded hurriedly and said: "Yes, I will teach these simple numbers to the villagers later. As long as everyone knows a little arithmetic, they can save a lot of energy in life."
"That's right, so you have to learn it well first." While speaking, Xu Bo'an took out another card and said: "Look, 1 and 0 put together represent ten, and so on, eleven and twelve , representing your eleven sticks and twelve sticks respectively.”
Li Qingjiang blinked and said: "Grandpa Mountain God, if you continue, do the three 1's represent one hundred and eleven!"
Xu Bo'an raised his eyebrows and thought that he was indeed a talented person. His ability to draw inferences from one example was really powerful.
I really don’t know why such a person is so unlucky that he can’t even pass the exam!
"Yes, that's it. Such a simple counting method is easy to master, at least it doesn't have to be as cumbersome as counting with wooden sticks."
Li Qingjiang looked at the numbers and said happily: "Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God, for your blessing. With these simple numbers, I don't have to write complicated words anymore. I think the folks can learn it too."
Xu Bo'an said affirmatively: "Yes, you are responsible for teaching and learning for the villagers. That's all. I will give you another quick counting method, which is called the nine-nine multiplication formula."
Li Qingjiang said respectfully and expectantly: "The people are all ears."
Xu Boan said slowly: "First of all, if we want to master multiplication, we must know its application in daily life. For example, now there are five people who need to go out to work. Each person needs to prepare two tools. How many tools are needed in total? OK?"
Li Qingjiang blinked, tapped his knuckles with his thumb a few times, and said: "Grandpa Mountain God, according to the question you asked, we need to prepare ten tools."
Xu Bo'an nodded and continued: "Then if thirty-two people go out to work for three days, each person needs to bring two meals of rations per day. How many meals of rations do these people need to bring in total?"
Li Qingjiang started tapping on his knuckles again just like before, but this time it lasted longer.
Xu Bo'an smiled faintly and was about to speak when he saw Li Qingjiang stop what he was doing and said: "Grandpa Mountain God, it should be enough to bring rations for one hundred and ninety-two meals."
Xu Boan was surprised this time. He originally thought that the first question was too simple, so Li Qingjiang could calculate it quickly. The second question increased the number, and the other party might be at a loss. Unexpectedly, Li Qingjiang Qingjiang still calculated it quickly.
Good guy, could it be that I underestimated the heroes of the world!
"Very good, Li Qingjiang, now that you already have the basics, it will be much easier to learn. Let's start with the simple ones.
One one makes one, two two makes four, three three makes nine, which means that one one is still one, two twos make four, and three threes added together make nine.
Through the multiplication formula, you can quickly save the time that would otherwise be required for addition operations. It can effectively improve calculation speed and accuracy. "
After hearing what Xu Bo'an said, Li Qingjiang said with a strange expression: "Grandpa Mountain God, could this nine-nine multiplication formula in the fairy world be our nine-chip algorithm, one is like one, two is like four... This... nine-chip algorithm, little The people also know it, and it is recorded in the calculations."
Xu Boan was stunned for a moment, and instantly felt a sense of embarrassment.
This is the first time that he has been embarrassed in front of the little people in the bonsai world.
Okay, that was sloppy.
I didn’t expect that this place still has multiplication tables.
Soon, Xu Boan searched the Internet and discovered that the multiplication table had already taken shape as early as the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period more than 3,000 years ago.
Okay, I've done it myself.
More than 3,000 years ago during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Neng invented the multiplication formula. It is not surprising that people from the Jing Dynasty were able to summarize the nine-chip algorithm.
Xu Bo'an was silent for a while, coughed, and then continued to say to Li Qingjiang: "Okay, since you have the nine-chip algorithm, you can just apply the numbers I taught you and spread it to as many villagers as possible. Children, especially, must learn.”
Xu Boan still doesn’t know that this decision of his made the first prototype of compulsory education in the Jing Dynasty.
…
"Bang bang bang"
There was a knock on the door.
Xu Bo'an subconsciously put away the bonsai, then walked to the door of the office and opened the door.
Then, he saw Guo Huaizhu in work clothes standing outside the door.
He was also carrying a black plastic bag in his hand.
"Hello, Mr. Xu, I'm really sorry for disturbing you. I just want to come to you to report on my work."
It is said that it is reporting work, but in fact the level difference between the two is not too far.
Guo Huaizhu's work report had to pass two or three levels to get to Xu Bo'an.
However, Xu Boan still received Guo Huaizhu warmly.
The two chatted happily, with Xu Bo'an mostly asking questions and Guo Huaizhu answering.
Soon, Xu Boan had an evaluation of Guo Huaizhu.
A purely technical backbone, he can be a general who charges forward, but he is not a handsome man who can stand alone.
In other words, you can be reused, but you cannot be the leader.
But for now, that's enough.
With the foreshadowing of Guo Huaizhu and Liu Quan, I can consider myself buying horse bones for a thousand dollars, so I have taken the first step.
Before Guo Huaizhu left, Xu Boan asked him to take away the so-called specialty in the black plastic bag.
There was only a small bag of mushrooms left, which contained various dried mushrooms, which gave Guo Huaizhu some peace of mind.
Xu Boan now has no shortage of food and clothing. He just wants to work and live well, and naturally he will not accept other people's so-called wishes.
After receiving Guo Huaizhu, Xu Boan took another look inside the bonsai.
The focus is mainly on Li Qingjiang.
At this time, Li Qingjiang seemed to have finished counting the sticks.
On the rough paper beside it, the numbers 113 and 189 were written using the Arabic numerals of the Xu Bo Angang Church.
Based on Xu Bo'an's impression of the male-female ratio in the bonsai world, the first few numbers are women.
It seems that there was also a phenomenon of favoring boys over girls in the Da Jing Dynasty.
But this is normal. The more backward a civilization is, the more its labor force is valued.
Compared with women, men have natural advantages in labor.
Thinking of the scene of the first thirty or so people, Xu Boan suddenly felt like there was a flourishing population.
Okay, that’s great.
If you continue to develop like this, you will be motivated. Maybe one day in the future, you will be able to increase your desire to incense day by day.
It's just that I have to educate them later that it's the same for boys and girls, so my children will have no partners!
"Li Qingjiang, have the statistics been calculated?" Xu Bo'an asked.
Li Qingjiang hurriedly replied: "As for Grandpa Shan Shen, currently, together with those stationed on the city wall, we have a total of 179 men and 103 women here."
"Okay, you did a good job. What should I reward you with?" Xu Bo'an looked around.
Li Qingjiang said hurriedly: "It is my honor to work for Grandpa Mountain God. I don't dare to ask for rewards."
It was rare for Xu Bo'an to find an excuse to give things to these little people, so he naturally wouldn't accept this conversation.
After looking carefully, Xu Bo'an discovered that when the smoke was coming from the bonsai again, cooking had already begun.
It seems that these little guys started eating a little late today.
It was already after the sun went down, so we started cooking. In the past, we would have started cooking in the middle of the afternoon, but now we were all finished.
In all likelihood, it was because the beer they had given them made them feel full.
Right now these little guys are eating in a big pot.
Work together, cook and eat together.
Glancing at the food in the pot, Xu Boan frowned slightly.
It seemed like three large pots of multigrain steamed buns were steamed.
In the other pot, there seemed to be boiling soup, but it was really soup.
It was almost a pot of clear soup with a few wild vegetables floating on it. There seemed to be a few pieces of meat and the ham sausage that I had given as a reward in the pot!
Only then did Xu Boan realize that the existing food in Kaoshan Village was really sparse in variety.
In addition to the little dried meat made from snake heads that I gave them before, and the so-called fragrant meat as an occasional reward.
They relied on the wild vegetables they dug and the pickles they saved to make ends meet.
Nowadays, due to the severe drought, wild vegetables are hard to come by. What they more often eat is rice with soup and some salt.
This is already rare food.
In the current drought, with this food, at least people will not starve to death! This is already the happiness that many people hope for.
After thinking about it, Xu Bo'an casually took a small dried mushroom, broke it into about a quarter, and then put it in.
There was no way, even though Xu Boan had chosen the smallest dried mushroom, it was still as big as a one-yuan coin.
To these little people, that's bigger than two pigs.
Once too much is given, not to mention it is difficult to transport, if the supply is really liberalized, some people will definitely be overstretched.
In an instant, Li Qingjiang saw a large gray thing falling from the sky, which was much fatter than the big tree next to him.
"This is a sun-dried mushroom. When you eat it, you just need to soak it in water to soften it. You should know the rest."
Xu Boan had seen it before. They had eaten mushroom soup before, so they must know how to cook it.
Sure enough, Li Qingjiang said with a happy face: "Thank you, Grandpa Mountain God, for the gift. I will go and tell everyone now, and he will definitely be happy."
Before Li Qingjiang could report the good news, Li Kanshan, who noticed something strange, trotted over.
Thinking about it carefully, Xu Bo'an suddenly discovered that this old man's body had completely lost the fatigue he had when he first met him.
After careful observation, Xu Bo'an suddenly discovered that Li Kanshan's body was actually pretty good, but he was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back and he couldn't feel energetic.
These people in the Da Jing Dynasty seemed to be generally in good physical condition, not to mention the outliers like Li Qingshi who were born with infinite strength.
It seems that weak women like Chen Shishi, or old men like Li Kanshan and Li Laosan, are in better health than Xu Bo'an once was.
hiss……
What is the reason for this? Is it possible that the species here have evolved better?
"Qingjiang, what is this? Could it be that Grandpa Mountain God has another gift?" Li Kanshan asked, pointing to the large piece of shiitake mushroom.
Li Qingjiang nodded and said with a smile: "Yes, grandpa, the mountain god grandpa said these are mushrooms from the fairy world. We can eat them after we soak them."
"Mushrooms? Mushrooms are good! It's a pity that a pot broke while cooking yesterday. Otherwise, I would make some delicious food for everyone to try now. Everyone has worked hard in the past two days." Li Kanshan was quite pleased. Said regretfully.
The pot is broken?
Xu Bo'an subconsciously glanced at the little guys' cauldron.
It's also made of iron, about the same size and depth as a beer bottle cap?
Beer bottle caps?
Xu Bo'an subconsciously thought of giving the little guys a beer bottle cap to use as a pot.
Then he gave up the idea.
Can not be done.
That thing is coated and unhealthy.
(End of chapter)
