After Jiang Yifeng finished speaking, he took a step forward without waiting for Zhao Totou to ask how.
He said loudly: "First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Jiang Yifeng. From today on, I will teach you miscellaneous knowledge."
"Secondly, I am the eldest brother Su Dongchu, and he is my second brother."
"Finally, I will count from one to one hundred. If there are still people who do not line up as I asked, I will ask my second brother to talk to you."
After saying that, Jiang Yifeng smiled slightly and started counting.
And those students, when they heard the first sentence, sneered at Jiang Yifeng.
But after hearing the last two sentences, they were like a flock of sheep encountering a hungry wolf, moving quickly without any hesitation.
Who is Su Dongchu?
Outside, he is the third young master of the Su family, Su Shikui, the future poetry immortal of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, for the students of Yuelu Academy, Su Dongchu has only one identity, and that is the boss of the academy.
They may not be afraid of the teachers in the school, but they must be afraid of Su Dongchu.
After all, no matter how powerful the gentleman is, the most he can do is hit his palm a few times with a ruler. If he offends Su Dongchu, he will never be able to hang out in the academy again.
"Ninety-eight!"
"Ninety-nine!"
"one hundred!"
The countdown ended, Jiang Yifeng looked towards the shooting range.
I saw that the originally chaotic students had managed to form ten teams. The teams were so twisted that it was unbearable to watch.
However, considering that it was the first time for these students to queue up, Jiang Yifeng lowered his requirements.
"I'll count you qualified this time, but next time if you line up like this again, I'll let you know what childhood shadows are."
After hearing this, the students breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, Jiang Yifeng took out a pulley from the bag and asked, "Who knows what this is?"
"I know, this is a pulley." A student shouted loudly: "My workers will use this when loading and unloading."
"Yes, this is a pulley."
Jiang Yifeng confirmed the student's answer and asked again: "Then do any of you know what the function of the pulley is?"
"Sir, why should we learn this?"
"That's right, only workers can use pulleys. How can we use them?"
"..."
When students heard that pulleys were used by workers, they began to reject pulleys.
In their hearts, they are superior, and they will never be able to use pulleys, which are used by inferior people in their lifetime.
Facing the students' rejection, Jiang Yifeng was not angry and said with a smile: "The pulley is indeed used by workers, but it also has many other magical uses. For example, it can make a weak scholar have the strength of a warrior."
"How can this be?"
"Sir, are you kidding us?"
"A warrior with a cauldron has a strength of 400 kilograms, while a scribe's strength is only a maximum of 150 kilograms. There is no comparison between the two."
The students did not believe Jiang Yifeng's words.
There is nothing that can be done about it, because in the subconscious minds of these students, the power of scribes is not as powerful as that of samurai.
"Practice the truth!"
Jiang Yifeng looked at the students and picked out two students, one fat and one thin, "You two, come out."
"Yes, sir."
The two students saluted respectfully, walked out of the queue, and stood on both sides of Jiang Yifeng.
The fat student is about the same height as Jiang Yifeng, with fat all over his body, his arms are thicker than Jiang Yifeng's thighs, and he weighs more than two hundred pounds by visual inspection.
In comparison, the thin student on the other side is a head shorter than Jiang Yifeng. Although he is not skinny, he is very thin and weighs about one hundred.
Jiang Yifeng led everyone to a tree and asked Tou Tou Zhao to find a rope and wrap it around an extending branch.
One end was tied to the fat student, and the other end was handed to the thin student's hand, "Try it and see if you can pull it up."
Seeing this, the thin student smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Sir, you don't have to try, I can't pull him at all."
Jiang Yifeng disagreed, "This is the control group. Regardless of whether you can do it or not, you must try."
"All right!"
The thin student had no choice but to pull the rope as hard as he could.
However, the difference in body shape is too big. No matter how hard the thin student exerts his strength, the fat student cannot move at all.
"Now everyone has seen that no matter how hard the thin student tries, he cannot lift the fat student."
As Jiang Yifeng spoke, he took out a few more pulleys and directed Zhao Toutou to assemble a pulley set.
This is a four times force pulley block.
After the pulley block was assembled, Jiang Yifeng handed the thin student a rope and asked him to try again.
"Sir, I just tried it. There is really no need to try again."
The thin student had a sad face and a pleading tone in his voice. He didn't want to continue to embarrass himself.
Jiang Yifeng vowed: "Don't worry, you will be able to pull him up this time."
The thin student asked: "What if I can't pull up?"
Jiang Yifeng thought for a while, "If you can't pull it up, I'll ask my second brother to beat you up."
I don’t have any good fruits inside or outside, right?
The thin student complained in his heart, but had no choice but to bite the bullet and try again.
"Everything is ready, now is the time to witness the miracle." Jiang Yifeng looked at the thin student, "You can start."
The thin student pulled the rope hard with a fighting spirit.
Then, something shocking happened to him. He actually pulled the fat student.
Moreover, he felt that he had not used all his strength yet, even if another person came, he could still pull it.
Very slowly, the fat student lifted his feet off the ground and rose up.
Seeing this scene, both the students and the gentlemen were shocked and speechless for a long time.
They couldn't understand how the thin student could suddenly pull up the fat classmate.
"What everyone can see now is the power of the pulley set." Jiang Yifeng explained: "This is a four-fold pulley set, which is equivalent to four times the strength of this thin classmate, barely reaching the strength of a Yiding warrior. "
"It's amazing. Just relying on a few pulleys can actually make a weak scholar have the strength of a warrior."
"This is truly a miracle. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed it."
"Although this pulley is amazing, what is it used for?"
Just when most of the students were shocked by the magic of the pulley set, one student asked curiously.
"It's very useful."
Jiang Yifeng walked to the shelf where the bow was placed and took down a bow. "You can explore other uses by yourself. Now I will tell you one use, which is archery among the six arts of the gentleman."
"Just imagine, if you combine the pulley group with the bow, is it equivalent to a fourfold increase in strength? How powerful can you draw a bow with four times the strength?"
As soon as these words came out, the students didn't think it was very powerful, but Hu Fuzi and many gentlemen who were listening suddenly opened their eyes.
