After all the drawings were revised, Han Shuxian took them to Xie Wenhua.
"Brother Han, please take a seat!" Xie Wenhua greeted after the servants brought Han Shuxian into the room.
"I've brought you something good again, Brother Xie." Han Shuxian put the bag in his hand on the table in front of him.
"What good thing? Show me quickly!" Xie Wenhua became interested as soon as he heard Han Shuxian's words. Every time he came to him to say this, he gave himself a big surprise.
Han Shuxian reached out and took out the drawing of the cloth bag and handed it to Xie Wenhua, "You take a look first, and then we'll talk."
Xie Wenhua took it and read it page by page, "What is this for?"
"The books in the school are waiting for you to print them and we can use them when the school starts." Han Shuxian replied.
"Why are you studying this? You won't be tested in the imperial examination." Xie Wenhua was puzzled.
Knowing that he would definitely ask, Han Shuxian raised the corner of his mouth. He had the same idea as his at first, that only books that were beneficial to the imperial examination should be studied, and the rest were a waste of study and time.
But when Wanwan taught the children in the village, he saw different results.
Whether the children are learning arithmetic or listening to Wan Wan telling stories, they are very interested, and they also take the initiative to think about problems, which is much better than just memorizing things by rote.
With examples such as arithmetic and stories, Han Shuxian believes that picture books will also bring different knowledge and different thinking to children. This is the different effect of Wanwan’s teaching.
Not only does Wanwan have unique ideas when it comes to teaching children, but she also has other ideas. Not only unique, but also selfless and generous.
Starting from the workshop, she gave everyone a higher salary than other workshops. That's not all. At the end of the year, she also gave everyone an extra month's salary, and everyone got a new year's gift. Of course, these efforts also brought everyone more benefits. Do things carefully.
There is also a paper mill, which also wants to help the villagers get rid of their current embarrassment and make everyone's life better.
Not to mention the school, from the arrangement of classrooms to the arrangement of courses, they are all arranged in comparison with the schools in the county and Beijing, because as far as he knows in the village schools, one teacher teaches everything, how can it be better? Are there any other arrangements for calligraphy, painting, music, and outdoor courses? And now there is also the addition of this illustrated book, which undoubtedly allows everyone to learn more knowledge.
Putting away his thoughts, he explained: "Our school is different from other schools. We have different courses from other schools. In our school, not only can you learn the four books and five classics that you should learn normally, but you can also learn many different things. We will teach all kinds of things, such as animals and plants, astronomy and geography, humanities and history, etc." The more Han Shuxian talked about it, the more he thought this idea was good. This is the real scholar who can know the world without going out. Although they are not scholars yet, they can still know the affairs of the world.
Han Shuxian, who became more and more energetic as he spoke, continued, "Our school not only allows everyone to take the exam after studying, but even if they don't take the imperial examination, they can still lead a different life."
"This set of illustrated books is just a book for the enlightenment stage to increase students' interest in reading. We will add more books in the future."
"Of course, the school affairs have nothing to do with you, but if this kind of reading material is placed in your bookstore as an enlightenment book, it will probably attract some people, just like Wan Wan's story book."
Xie Wenhua exclaimed that the school they ran was different. It would be very happy to study in such a school. He thought that when the school officially opened, he would take his son to the school to have a look. If his son liked it, he would let him stay. Studying in Lanwan Village.
If you don't like it, no, there is no dislike.
Of course, what he liked most was what Han Shuxian said at the end, and he immediately responded: "Don't worry, I guarantee that the printed book will be exactly the same as the one you drew." With the precedent of story books, he would definitely not know how to use this illustrated book. Let it go.
"This is Wanwan's idea. Just give her the normal share of this copy."
"Don't worry, I will definitely not lose her. *** points, six for her, four for the bookstore, and then she will receive another 20% of the bookstore's income." Xie Wenhua said generously.
"Okay, once the agreement is finalized, you can send someone to deliver it directly to Wanwan, but you must first print out the ones we will use in class."
"I'm sure it won't delay your class. I'll ask someone to print out some of them when I get down. Can you tell me how many copies you want?"
"For children in the village, thirty books should be enough!"
"No problem, it will be printed in the next few days. Then I will send the agreement and the printed book to you in the village."
Xie Wenhua quickly formulated a printing plan, which was still divided into two types of printing, refined version and ordinary version.
The regular version is printed very quickly and can be printed out in three to five days, which will certainly not delay their start of school.
"Okay." Han Shuxian then told Xie Wenhua about the books he would need for the start of school, and asked him to deliver these books and the "Illustrated Book" to the village before settling the bill.
The day that Xie Wenhua sent the book happened to be Mo Ziyuan's fifth birthday.
Mo Ziwan's fifth birthday was the same as every year in the past. This year, Song Nanzhi also went to the county early to buy cloth and came back to make new clothes for Mo Ziwan. However, this year's cloth was much better than before, and it was the best in the cloth shop. Good stuff.
She originally wanted to go directly to the clothing store and buy the best clothes in their store, but she also wanted to make clothes for her granddaughter herself, so she was not afraid of the trouble. She bought the cloth and asked Yu Silian to help her think of a new style. The two of them cut it together, and then she took it back and sewed it slowly by herself.
On his birthday, Song Nanzhi took the new clothes to Mo Ziwan's room, walked to the bed and sat down, looking at the sleeping person on the bed tenderly, and caressed Mo Ziwan's face with his rough big hands. He shouted softly: "Wanwan, wake up!"
Mo Ziwan opened her eyes sleepily and looked at Song Nanzhi, "Grandma!" qδ.net
Seeing her wake up, Song Nanzhi said with a smile in his eyes: "Today our Wan Wan will be five years old."
Mo Ziwan blinked, "I'm another year older."
"Yes, our Wanwan is one year older. In a few years, my Wanwan will grow into a big girl."
"I want to grow up quickly!" Mo Ziyuan hugged Song Nanzhi and sat up.
"Let's see if you like the new clothes!" Song Nanzhi shook out the new clothes in front of Mo Ziyuan.
Mo Ziwan looked at the apricot red dress in front of her. Grandma could only make simple styles, but this dress was complex in style. Grandma must have put a lot of thought into it, "I like it. I like everything grandma makes."
"It's just that making clothes is too troublesome. I don't want grandma to be burdened. I want grandma to rest more." Mo Ziyuan half-leaned on Song Nanzhi's body and coquettishly.
"It's not tiring, what's the point of making clothes?" Song Nanzhi shook her head and said, as long as her granddaughter likes it, she feels it's worth it no matter how tiring it is.
After dressing Mo Ziwan, Song Nanzhi helped her comb her hair before they walked out of the bedroom door hand in hand.
When Mo Ziwan came out after putting on her new clothes, she was greeted by a large number of happy birthday voices.
"Happy birthday, sister Wanwan!" Murong Qingyuan, Mo Li, Li Linsong, and Han Chunlin shouted after Mo Ziwan came out.
"Thank you, brothers and sisters!" Mo Ziwan looked at everyone with a smile.
"Wanwan, happy birthday!" Mo Tingyu said after a group of children shouted, and then took out the birthday gift he had prepared.
The birthday gifts Mo Tingyu prepared for Mo Ziyuan were gold ornaments and pearl flowers bought from Beijing. The owner of the jewelry shop said that the pearl flowers can be worn now, and the gold ornaments are Yi Zhi Bu Yao. Although they cannot be worn now, You can save it for the girl and wear it when she grows up, or you can save more for the girl and use it as a dowry in the future.
After saving these words for Mo Ziyuan, Mo Tingyu listened and immediately decided to buy it. However, he was afraid of spending too much money, so he spent a lot of time in the shop with the boss before he paid for it.
After leaving the jewelry shop, Mo Tingyu touched his chest from time to time. Apart from the house, he had never spent so much money at once in his life. A gold walking stick cost fifty taels of silver, and five taels of silver. Compared with the ten taels of golden steps, the pearl flower is not expensive, costing only twenty taels of silver.
What Mo Tingyu is spending now is two taels of silver to buy it.
The pearl flower came back, and as for the golden walking stick, he planned to give it to her when he was in the house.
After Mo Tingyu gave the birthday gifts he had prepared to Mo Ziwan, several children also took out the birthday gifts they had prepared. Murong Qingyuan gave a set of pens made by himself. The pens were made of goose feathers. There were five pens in total. , one each of yellow, white, blue, green and purple, neatly packed in the box, very beautiful.
After Mo Ziwan opened the box and saw the quill, she looked at Murong Qingyuan in surprise, "Brother Qingyuan, did you make this?"
"Well! Didn't you say you wanted to try using goose feathers to make a pen? I tried it and it turned out OK! But the pen tube is a bit thin."
"It's already very good. Thank you Brother Qingyuan. I like it very much!" Although I have made several simple pens and charcoal pens, I have made softer wood and cut it into a pen shape and then dipped it in ink to write, or I have made a thin bamboo tube filled with ink. Then use a softer piece of wood to sharpen the pen tip and insert it into the bamboo tube to write.
But those are just for writing, but the one in front of me is different. Not only can I write, it is also very beautiful, so beautiful that I can't bear to use it.
Seeing that Mo Ziyuan liked it, Murong Qingyuan also smiled and said, "As long as you like it."
After Murong Qingyuan gave the gift, Han Chunlin also shouted and took out his own gift. Before giving it to Mo Ziyuan, he opened the box himself. Inside the box was a lifelike carved canary. "Sister Wanwan, I chose this. Isn't it beautiful?"
Although Mo Ziyuan still couldn't recognize that the canary in front of her was carved from golden nanmu, she undoubtedly liked the canary as much as she saw it, its color, and the lifelike carving.
"Yeah, very beautiful!"
"Here you go, I'll choose a better birthday gift for you next year."
"Okay, thank you, Brother Chunlin."
Mo Li held the doll he had made. It was a little girl wearing a red hat and a skirt of the same color. Although the shape of the doll was there, the workmanship was inevitably a bit rough. With Murong Qingyuan and Han Chunlin Comparing the gifts given to her, Li Li said with some embarrassment: "Sister Wanwan, what I did is still a little bad. You can make do with this for now. When I get better at it, I will make a new one for you."
After Mo Ziyuan took it, "It's done well. I like it very much. Thank you, sister Mo Li."
Finally, there was Li Linsong. Li Linsong gave him a flower basket as big as a bowl, filled with flowers. Of course, the flower basket was made by his father. He knew that Murong Qingyuan made a pen as a birthday gift, because the goose feathers Murong Qingyuan used were the ones he went to the village to ask for.
In return for his search for goose feathers, Murong Qingyuan gave him the idea of weaving a flower basket as a birthday gift.
"Thank you, brother!" Mo Ziwan thanked her after taking the flower basket from Li Linsong.
