Because he didn't understand calculations, the use of the abacus had long been given to the mathematics teacher. Therefore, if Li Xian wanted to teach Fang's arithmetic, he could only teach with mathematical templates.
The first thing to start is naturally the teaching of Arabic numerals.
Compared with Chinese characters, Arabic numerals are indeed very convenient in writing. The inheritance of culture does not mean blindly clinging to it. As long as it is good, you can get it and claim it as your own.
Moreover, Li Xian felt that although Arabic numerals originated in the third century, he could plagiarize them. After all, the communication ability of a Tang prince was much faster than that of the natives.
Li Xian trembled with excitement when he thought about the cat abuser, the guy who couldn't hold down the coffin board... a series of guys who would be plagiarized by him.
Trembling is not a good thing. For example, this zero is written like a rectangle.
Seeing Fang's unblinking gaze, Li Xian coughed lightly, removed the 0, and rewrote a standard one. Then he said while writing: "This is the number zero, which means nothing. This is the number one. It represents one, such as a person, a copper coin. Of course, changes in the unit of measurement will also give it different meanings. For example, when you say how many coins, it represents one coin, which is one thousand. That’s about 1,000 copper coins…”
They all talk about night talk in the boudoir, but in Li Xian's bedroom, he neither practiced creating the next generation with Fang nor talked about exciting things, but was engaged in learning. If such a thing were known to outsiders, I don’t know how many people would laugh to death.
The concept of time disappeared at the beginning of the lecture. It was only when he felt sleepy that Li Xian went back to bed. As for Fang, she could only look at a bunch of numbers on the paper with circles in her eyes.
These things were too profound for her. Li Xian kept talking arrogantly, but she needed more time to accept...
Li Xian didn't just ignore it. In fact, he discovered that his teaching seemed to be difficult for Fang to accept quickly. Learning this kind of thing must be done step by step. And with my own temperament, when I talk about the number three, I might end up referring to an equilateral triangle.
Therefore, a textbook for teaching is necessary. As an incompetent teacher, I can only teach Fang Shi slowly according to the process in c in the lesson plan.
But thinking that the exercise would continue the next day, Li Xian felt sore all over.
It can't be done without exercise. Although this body has only been tortured for a few days, the effects can already be seen. If I had the body I had when I just traveled through time, let alone walking from the Daming Palace to the East Palace, I would be able to walk out of Dan. Fengmen is full of strange things.
Glancing at Mr. Fang who was still looking at the numbers on the desk, Li Xian chuckled, closed his eyes and started to sleep.
Same night, different people doing different things.
In the other courtyard of the Zheng family in Chongyifang, Zheng Wen was banging the table and roaring angrily at his own children and son-in-law of the Zheng family in the hall.
It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. He must deal with King Yong as soon as possible and let him return the treasure obediently!
Zheng Wen's resentment did not affect Li Xian. He slept peacefully all night, and he even had an erotic dream.
The next morning, when it was still dark, Li Xian woke up.
After completing the usual morning routine, Li Xian moved his body and came to the martial arts arena.
Just when he walked into the martial arts arena happily, to his surprise, an official was already waiting there.
Yan Jize, the master craftsman, will be the supervisor.
Seeing Li Xian, Yan Jize saluted from a distance and said: "We will pay homage to His Highness King Yong, Yan Jize, the master craftsman in charge of the supervision."
Walking up to Yan Jize, Li Xian asked confusedly: "Why did Master Yan come to the palace? The training equipment on the martial arts field does not require a leading master like you to install it yourself."
Yan Jize straightened up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you don't know that the minister is a night owl who comes to the house for any reason. Since experiencing your equipment, the two generals Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie have boasted a lot in the military. Now, the military The generals all wanted to come to the palace to try it out. The two generals Cheng and Su even found Wei Chen and wanted a set of such equipment. Although the equipment was made by the general supervisor, the drawings came from you. Therefore, Wei Chen came to you to ask if you would like to make it for them? If so, how much will it cost? How much dividends does His Highness plan to share?"
After listening to Yan Jize's series of words, Li Xian scratched his head, dividends?
Could it be that, as the provider of the blueprints, I could also earn dividends based on my creativity? This is not bad. You don’t have to do anything, and you can get a large amount of copper coins into your account.
However, in order to keep things like fitness equipment confidential, it is better not to leak them.
Seeing King Yong thinking, Yan Jize bowed slightly, waiting for a reply at any time.
After thinking for a while, Li Xian looked at Yan Jize and said: "Master Yan, you should know that these equipment must be kept secret. If the generals also install them in their own mansions, how can they keep it secret? No one dares to say anything about themselves. In his mansion, the news will definitely not be leaked."
Yan Jize thought for a while and realized that this was really the case. He quickly raised his hands and said, "What your Highness said is that Meng Lang, a humble minister, actually neglected the issue of confidentiality. Please forgive me."
Li Xian smiled, patted Yan Jize's shoulder and said, "There is no need to apologize. There are still some operating materials for this matter. You go back and order the craftsman who is in charge to make another batch. But it is not a gift. Instead, it will be installed in a large courtyard instead of at each general's house. If the generals are curious, they can just go in and use it themselves without bringing any generals to protect them. As for where to choose a place and how much to charge, that is up to you to consider. Things. And I, my king, think about it, how about a 20% dividend?"
Two percent? Yan Jize's eyes widened. Originally, he was prepared to pay 40% of the bonus!
"Your Highness, 20% is too little. As a prince, you must have more. Look, maybe it should be 30%!"
"Thirty percent is fine, then the matter is settled."
"Then it's settled."
Yan Jize and Li Xian smiled at each other, as if they were businessmen and customers in the market after completing a transaction. The customer feels that he has successfully negotiated the price, and the merchant feels that he has succeeded in guaranteeing the price. Everyone is happy!
Seeing that Yan Jize wanted to leave, before he said goodbye, Li Xiandao: "Master Yan, I still have some drawings that I want to share with the general supervisor. Take a look, should we also discuss it? This time is different, these The drawings don’t need to be kept secret. If the supervisor has a subordinate store, he can sell them on a large scale.”
"Are there any drawings?"
Yan Jize was stunned for a moment, then smiled. With these body-refining equipment in front of him, he was full of confidence in His Highness King Yong.
