"Ahem..." Roger loudly indicated that he had recently come in. Then he glanced at Wes and said, "All the children have memorized it. They are all smart."
"The first three children to be carried are your favorite little apprentice Garza, the little girl Youlin from northern Bunas, and Dino from Northridge." Weiss licked his dry lips, Reporting on Tang Mohui.
Tang Mo nodded, wrote down the three names, and then compared the tables he compiled to see if he could assign these three children to the appropriate classes.
These three children were able to recite the school rules in the shortest time, which at least proved that they were smart enough. Tang Mo planned to focus on observing them first, and if possible, focus on training these three children.
Set an example first, and then tilt resources. Tang Mo made a decision after thinking about it in his mind for a moment.
He raised his head and said to Weiss: "Do you still remember the task I assigned you? Teach the children's physical education class according to my lesson plan, plus your swordsmanship class! I want to ensure that every child Have a strong body.”
"As you wish." Weiss bowed slightly and promised Tang Mo.
In the following days, Tang Mo lived a fulfilling life. He taught the children during the day, and when Matthews and Roger took over the handicraft classes, he would go around the factory and return to his office to draw drawings.
In the evening after class, he would go to the laboratory, where he would complete some experiments and test the preparation process according to the formula in his mind.
I went to bed on time around eleven o'clock. There was no nightlife or social activities. I climbed into bed honestly and enjoyed the most simple sleep under the clean starry sky.
He knew that it might not be easy to see such a clean starry sky in another half year. Because there are more and more chimneys in the workshop, and they are getting taller and taller...
The workshop has already stocked some gun parts. At least the output and production speed of gun barrels have basically met Tang Mo's requirements.
Tang Mo has been thinking about how to produce cement these days and speed up his construction. Unfortunately, neither Bunas nor Beiling is the origin of cement raw materials. He wants to prepare cement on a large scale. , not very realistic yet.
It was also impossible to purchase raw materials by sea, because no one would transport cheap things like lime all the way, so it would still take a while for Tang Mo to get cement.
What's more, his current production focus is not on cement. Part of his current production focus is on steam engines and gun parts, and the other part is on gunpowder improvement.
After all, he has to produce products and find buyers willing to pay to get the workshop into a healthy state of operation. Obviously, the infrastructure inside the factory is not profitable.
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"Here, we need to simplify! Yes, simplify the fraction... Come, I want to check your calculation results!" Tang Mo wrote with difficulty with homemade chalk on a blackboard simply made of black paint.
His blackboard is full of bumps and bumps, but is actually not that smooth, and his chalk is actually not that easy to use. It is just a temporary make-up.
There were even no electric lights in this classroom, only a few pitiful gas lamps emitting light.
By 21st century standards, the lighting conditions here are so bad that there is even a risk of children suffering from myopia. There is a faint smell of kerosene in the classroom, which is not good for health.
However, in such a simple environment, 70 children were crowded in darkness. These children were dressed in ragged clothes, and one-third of the clothes they wore were covered in soot.
There was no other way. Half of the students who came here to attend the lectures were workers' children. Because they worked in the workshops, they were also the first ones to hear the news.
These workers gave their children, or young apprentices, to Tang Mo so that they could receive new and modern education in the classroom.
Then the development of things was a little out of Tang Mo's control - after he gave the children text and mathematics in the first class and gave them examples to understand simple mechanical principles, he came to class the next evening There are seven or eight more children.
After all, Tang Mo underestimated the enthusiasm of people in this era for their thirst for knowledge. These workers are very aware of the importance of a complete set of knowledge in this era.
This era is not yet an era of information explosion. Obtaining knowledge is a very luxurious thing. Tang Mo is willing to share his knowledge, which is definitely an extremely unusual behavior.
It took workers like them a lifetime to sum up the production experience. Tang Mo was able to systematically summarize the theory and teach it to these children. This incident itself greatly shocked these children who had to work every day to have a living. The poor people who eat.
Soon, things here seemed to have wings and spread in Bunasri. People carefully told their familiar friends that there was a school in the Tang's Weapons Workshop that could teach children to read and read for free.
Soon, within a dozen days, the scale of this simple school established by Tang Mo exceeded his expectation, with more than 180 children gathered at once...
Yes, nearly 200 children! During the day, Tang Mo didn't even have time to accumulate his handmade smokeless gunpowder these days. He has to teach more than a hundred and ten children during the day.
The same class content, there are more than 50 children in one class in the morning, more than 50 children in one class in the afternoon... In the evening, the lecture will be taught to the remaining 70 children.
Tang Mo's throat was filled with smoke. He grabbed the water glass on the lecture table and drank a large amount of water for himself. Only then did he feel better.
His mouth was dry, but he couldn't help but talk. He wanted to impart some knowledge to these children as soon as possible so that they could grow up as quickly as possible.
In fact, in terms of age, he was not much older than these children. The older children were fifteen or sixteen years old, while the younger ones were only seven or eight years old. They all stared at Tang Mo on the desk with their eyes open.
Tang Mo, who is only seventeen years old this year, is very strong. He is 1.8 meters tall and looks very impressive when standing behind the desk. However, his face does still have a greenish tone, and his voice is not yet so rich and powerful.
However, standing here, standing in front of these children, Tang Mo's figure looked taller. He finished the water, walked off the podium with his hands behind his back, and went from position to position to look at the homework books in front of the children.
He distributed these workbooks for free, and they actually didn’t cost much. The son of Bunas, the owner of a paper business, came to attend the class in the morning. Therefore, he sold these papers to Tang Mo at the purchase price.
Children in the evening are generally older. Because they are older and can help the family with housework, they only have time to listen to lectures in the evening.
Half of the students are apprentices in the workshops, and some are children of workers. The identities of other children are confusing.
Because these children were generally older, Tang Mo taught them faster. Many apprentices have a simple mathematical foundation, so Tang Mo went straight to the difficulty level and taught some more profound contents.
"Hunter! Don't read Fanny's answer! Little devil!" Tang Mo shouted to a child in the distance, which scared the other child and quickly retracted his neck.
"If I see you being opportunistic again, I will ask you to go to the solitary room to reflect and reflect!" Tang Mo scolded him sternly, and then walked along the desk.
"Correct...correct...you're wrong, think about it...two-quarters! four-eighths! Can these all be simplified...right! You are so smart, Baral!" Tang Mo corrected them one by one. These children's mistakes then walked back to the blackboard and continued to talk.
It is free to come here to study, and you can also get books and complete homework. Tang Mo will even prepare some snacks for these children so that they can fill their stomachs while resting.
And these children are more sensible than the naughty children Tang Mo imagined. They really cherish this hard-won learning opportunity in front of them.
They all pay attention to the lectures and will complete their homework carefully after school. They also form a study group to help each other. They test each other during their spare time and review the learning content of the previous day.
Tang Mo even saw with his own eyes an apprentice shoveling coal, muttering the multiplication formula in his mouth every time he shoveled a shovel of coal, without stopping for a moment.
"You need to understand these fractions, because they are likely to appear in your future work. Using these numbers will make your work easier!" Tang Mo returned to the blackboard and said to all the students: "The following , let’s continue practicing! Raise your hands if you don’t understand anything...24/36, 35/49..."
After explaining a few more examples, Tang Mo stepped down from the podium and walked out the door while ordering the smartest apprentice in the workshop: "Garza! Maintain order in the classroom! Wait for me for two minutes!"
When he finished saying this, he had already reached the door of the classroom. This classroom is actually a large wooden room. It was originally a warehouse. Now everything has been moved out and long simple tables and chairs have been placed, and it has been transformed into a classroom.
Most of the goods that were originally piled here have actually been consumed, and the rest have been moved away and moved to a small temporary wooden house.
Next to this warehouse classroom, there is another room, and the people in this room are even more interesting.
