The overall situation was finally decided, which made Yu Qishi and the other three very excited.
Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuwu came to the principal's apartment and congratulated Yu Qishi together: "Congratulations to the principal, everyone in the school has accepted the tadpole script literacy method."
While returning the gift to Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuyuan, Yu Qishi said: "This is the blessing of the school and the blessing of everyone."
The three of them looked at each other and laughed, feeling extremely happy.
"How does the mountain master teach you Tadpole Literature?" Mou Ziyi pondered for a while and asked a very practical question while drinking tea.
Yu Qishi thought for a while and said: "The master of the school has to attend classes during the day, so he can only hold evening classes."
"Captain, you have to study at night. The expenses for oil, lights, and books are not small. I have to do the calculations." Yun Wuwen was in charge of logistics. He hurriedly took out his abacus and kept calculating.
Yu Qishi and Mou Ziyi looked at each other and nodded. He drank tea lightly and said, "It doesn't matter, just make your calculations."
"The school has overspent by at least 500 guan. The school currently does not have this amount of money." After a stick of incense, Yun Wuwu stopped calculating and said.
Unlike other workshops in Jingyan Zhaojiazhuang, the school has no income and only expenses.
This school works for the government in the name of the government, and it is entirely paid for by Zhaojiazhuang himself.
Not only did they not take any money, they also provided a free lunch at noon. Only Zhaojiazhuang Academy in the world did this.
Zhaojiazhuang not only has to support the security corps and hundreds of thousands of people or craftsmen, but also tens of thousands of students and masters. It also has to pay the governments of Chengdu and other places to build towns, bridges, roads, and official roads.
Such a large expenditure would make even the whole of Sichuan feel uncomfortable, let alone a prefecture.
Without the support of Zhaojiazhuang Workshop, Zhaojiazhuang would have collapsed long ago.
Yanting Town was originally a blank slate. Yun Wuwu saw that Yanting Town was supported by Zhaojiazhuang, and he did not know how much money was spent.
Seeing that we have to spend money again, I felt nagging in my heart. I wonder if Zhaojiazhuang still has money?
"It doesn't matter, I will make a report to the little saint. I believe he will support it." Yu Qishi nodded. Zhao Ping is his son-in-law and specially arranged for him to come here, so he will naturally support him strongly.
Mou Ziyi and Yun Wuyuan looked at each other, stood up and saluted Yu Qishi.
Now they bowed, sincerely admiring what Yu Qishi had done to the school.
There is a serious conflict between the students in the school Jingyan and the Yun family clan, and Yu Qishi resolves it through tug-of-war and other competitions;
The school family monopolized educational resources, and he broke the hereditary tradition through the tadpole essay competition.
The teachers in the school did not know Tadpole Wen, so he had to teach these teachers himself.
While Yu Qishi returned the gift, he was secretly grateful to Zhao Ping for his arrangement and guidance.
Without Zhao Ping's guidance, he, like Mou Ziyi, would have been unable to resolve the local conflict between the Yun family and Jing Yan.
If Zhao Ping had not started using Pinyin literacy in Jingyan Zhaojiazhuang Workshop, how could he have successfully promoted Pinyin literacy in Jingyan Zhaojiazhuang School.
Yu Wenqing saluted Yan and congratulated him for not only winning first place in the class competition, but also finishing in the top three in the individual competition.
He tried his best to smile as hard as possible on his stern face, and while returning the courtesy, he shook his head and sighed: "The most prosperous person now is not me, but the three classes from the bottom three."
"But Suzhi's class is not comparable to other classes. It is inherently better than the poorer classes, and its background is not comparable to them." Yu Wenqing consoled him and pointed out the advantages of Tianzi Class A.
Although Yu Wenqing made a lot of progress in the last martial arts competition, this time he regressed in the martial arts competition.
The reason is that they are all from poor families, and they have never met a disciple like Chen Dalang.
It would be an absolute lie if I said I wasn't envious when I saw Yan Yan winning both individual and class competitions.
"The disciples of the aristocratic family do have a lot of background. Before Tadpole Wen, they were really powerful." Yan Yan gave him a serious look, nodded, then shook his head and sighed, "But in front of Tadpole Wen, there is no advantage anymore."
Yun Wuwen looked at Tang Kaiwen, Hou Guangshi, and Luo Hefu, and said to Yun Doubi: "Zihua (Tang Kaizi), Ziyi (Hou Guangshi), and Ziyu (Luo Hefu) are obviously wealthy masters. But this time we turned around and relied on young people from a poor family."
"The world seems to be changing. In the past, Master's performance relied on disciples from wealthy families, but now Master seems to have to rely on disciples from poor families." Yun Doubi nodded, feeling that the world had changed, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"It's not that the world has changed, but that the little saint's tadpole essay gave the disciples of the poor family a chance," Yun Wuwen expressed his thoughts, "it made the relationship between the disciples of the poor family not as big as before with the disciples of the rich family."
Yun Doubi thought for a while and said: "There is a gap between disciples from poor families and disciples from wealthy families. The gap is that the disciples from wealthy families do not have a school to study, so the family has already started to let him receive education."
"But when it comes to the school, both sides say that the teachings in the school are the same." At this point, Yun Doubi said seriously.
"The little saint caught the rich disciple off guard," Yun Wuwen thought for a while and analyzed, "This tadpole script literacy method is not at the same level as the Qieyin literacy method."
Yun Doubi nodded, pondered for a while, and expressed his feelings: "A wealthy family is a wealthy family, and they may not remain unchanged. This time they were caught off guard by the little saint, but they will definitely abandon Qieyin literacy and use tadpole script to read. . I’m afraid there is still a gap between wealthy families and poor families.”
"It is never possible that there will be no gap at all, but their advantage is far less than before. After all, the literacy efficiency of Tadpole Wen has increased by more than five times." Yun Wuwen suddenly sighed and said in a low mood, "It is a pity that the Tadpole Wen Shang invented by the little saint In the bud.”
"You don't need to worry about this," Yun Doubi patted Yun Wuwen on the shoulder and said comfortingly, "Once wealthy families realize the advantages of Tadpole script, they will definitely make great efforts to promote Tadpole script literacy."
Tang Kaiwen, Hou Guangshi, Luo Hefu congratulated each other. After all, the bottom three had let them take the blame for too long.
A master from a wealthy family was so oppressed by a master from a poor family that he could not hold his head high.
While drinking tea, Tang Kaiwen said with a wry smile: "Is there anything more ironic than this? I think we, three upright wealthy masters, are now reduced to relying on disciples from poor families to support their appearance."
"It's true. The little saint is really good at tadpole literacy. He has the ability to turn decay into magic, and can turn ordinary people into geniuses." Hou Guangshi thought for a while, couldn't help but drink tea deeply, and sighed from the bottom of his heart.
"This advantage will not last long. The mountain chief will definitely take advantage of the general trend to promote tadpole writing. What will the three of us do then?" Luo Hefu's words were a bit unpleasant, but they also gave the two of them a reminder.
Tang Kaiwen nodded, and while drinking tea, he thought and said: "The mountain chief promotes tadpole writing. This has become inevitable. We can't stop it even if we want to. We have to think of a way."
"Although the mountain leader wants to promote tadpole writing, there must be a process. This process just gives us the opportunity to let the three geniuses in our hands become geniuses forever." Hou Guangshi's eyes suddenly lit up and he put forward his own opinion.
Tang Kaiwen tapped the table, causing the teacup to splash out, but he didn't care about it at this time.
"Currently, none of the masters, including us, know Tadpole Wen. It will take a long time to train Masters to know Tadpole Wen." He said with some excitement, "Now it is great to have our three genius disciples widen the gap with other disciples. Chance."
"These three genius disciples are our good cards. They must not be wasted. They must be properly enshrined." Luo Hefu said while reminding the other two, "These three geniuses must not be snatched away by other classes."
Speaking of this, Luo and Fu looked at the two of them thoughtfully.
Tang Kaiwen and the others felt embarrassed. They had snatched these two geniuses from Luo Hefu.
Yu Wenqing is hosting a treat today, and the guest is none other than his cousin Yu Wenming.
Yu Wenming felt baffled. Didn't Yu Wenqing make great progress in school last time? Could it be that he won another award this time?
Last time he won the best progress award, he was treated to a banquet at home, and Yu Wenming also gave him a gift to express his congratulations.
But during today's banquet, Yu Wenqing had a gloomy look on his face. He didn't keep asking for drinks like last time, but kept drinking alone. Yu Wenming was a little puzzled. Why is his brother like this?
Yu Wenqing took another gulp of wine, then put the wine glass on the table, came up and bowed deeply to Yu Wenming.
Yu Wenming didn't know why, and while returning the courtesy, he asked: "Brother, why are you so polite? Your matter is my little brother's matter. Please tell me if you have anything to say."
Yu Wenqing returned to his seat. As he sat down, he took another sip of wine and sighed, "Brother, there is no harvest this time."
After speaking, he patted the table, and the wine glass immediately fell on the table. Fortunately, the wine glass did not spill.
"What's going on?" Yu Wenming also poured himself a drink and asked while drinking.
"Today there was a literacy competition in the school, a class and individual competition, and my brother didn't get any prizes." Yu Wenqing said in a very low mood.
Yu Wenming thought for a while and said comfortingly: "This is normal. The class led by my brother is all disciples from poor families, and there are no disciples from rich families."
"It's just not normal." Yu Wenqing swallowed another glass of wine, his eyes were red, and he looked at Yu Wenming and said as he breathed out the smell of wine.
Yu Wenming raised his glass to Yu Wenqing to express his comfort, and asked: "What's wrong?"
"In this competition, the first and second place finishers are precisely the disciples from poor families." Yu Wenqing took another sip of wine, raised his head and looked at Yu Wenming with red eyes.
"How is this possible? How can a poor family defeat a rich family?" Yu Wenming put down his wine glass, stood up from his seat in disbelief, and asked, "Is my brother drunk and talking drunkenly?"
Yu Wenqing shook his head and said painfully: "Although brother has drunk a little wine, he is not drunk yet. To tell you the truth, these top two are still the same little rascals as before."
"The little brat turned into a genius, and my brother was indeed talking while drinking," Yu Wenming came to Yu Wenqing, looked him up and down, then raised his head and laughed, "Is there a better joke in the world than this?"
"This is definitely not a joke. These two little rascals and two sisters are working in your workshop." Yu Wenqing did not drink wine this time, but drank tea and said to Yu Wenming seriously.
Seeing Yu Wenqing's serious look, Yu Wenming couldn't help but become serious and asked: "What are their two sisters' names?"
