I was a famous teacher in ancient times

Chapter 102
Yang Xi took his son and hurriedly walked into the front yard hall, Zhou Yu supported Uncle Zhong, Yang San regretted the chess game, and quickly gathered the chessboard.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the rushing rainwater gathered together and flowed down the drainage system.

Zhong Yan frowned, "There is more rain this year than in previous years."

Zhou Yu stood under the eaves, "Yeah, fortunately, the eldest brother repaired the dam."

Zhong Yan was also very fortunate in his heart that once the dam burst, the entire Xiang County would be over.

Zhong Yan sat back in the chair and asked, "Yesterday you were too tired to speak. You asked the escort shop to find Zhan Peng. What did the escort shop say?"

Zhou Yu, "The dart company agreed, and the white boss also helped to talk to the other dart companies, as long as the dart company going north will help and ask."

Zhong Yan was not optimistic in his heart, and said with his mouth: "The head of the white family is righteous."

Yang Xi was a little distracted, and the dart shop helped to find more hope. It's good to have hope, even if the hope is very slim.

In ancient times, unlike modern times, there were cameras everywhere, and communication was very developed. In ancient times, finding someone was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Yang San is sitting on the side playing with the chessboard. He now thinks playing chess is very interesting, and some want to continue playing. Seeing Uncle Zhong and his brother-in-law watching the heavy rain outside the house, he pays attention to the rain in the line. The rain that has fallen in Ruizhou recently, hurry up The northern half of the year has had too much rain.

This rain changed from heavy rain to moderate rain, the rain never stopped, the temperature was low, and the front yard was a little cold.

There was only one umbrella in the front yard, Zhou Xiaodi went back to the back yard to get the umbrella and the jacket, and everyone shared the umbrellas and walked to the back yard.

Zhou Yu carried his son on his back, supported his son's butt with one hand, and supported his daughter-in-law holding an umbrella with the other, "Pay attention to your feet."

Yang Xi stepped carefully, "Well."

Back in the yard, it rained heavily again, Yang Xi's skirt was wet, he found the clothes of the father and son, and changed his clothes.

Yang Xi, "There is such a heavy rain in the beginning of spring, and it is not a good year."

Zhou Yu, "It hasn't been smooth sailing in the past few years."

Yang Xi lit the fuel lamp, and listened to the sound of rain, his eyelids were fighting, "I'll lie down for a while."

"it is good."

Zhou Yu didn't let his son write. The darkness in the room hurt his eyes. He told his son stories in a low voice. They were all idiom stories. After a while, both father and son fell asleep.

Zhou Yu was woken up by younger brother Zhou, got up and went to the ground, "It's raining outside, why are you here?"

The corners of Zhou Xiaodi's clothes were a little soaked, "Brother, Li Zheng is here."

Zhou Yu, "It's raining heavily, why is Lizheng here?"

Zhou Xiaodi shook his head, "I don't know either, but it looks like I have something to do with you."

Zhou Yu took the umbrella, "I'll go to the front yard."

Zhou Xiaodi followed him to the front yard, where Li Zheng was cooking a fire in the front yard hall.

Zhou Yu dipped in the water vapor, sat in front of the charcoal pot and baked the fire, and asked, "Why are you here?"

Liu Li was smoking a dry cigarette, "I'm a little worried about the rain, so I came out and walked around, and when I got here, I came in and sat down."

Zhou Yu asked, "How is the situation in the village?"

Liu Lizheng frowned, "Most of the villages are mud-thatched houses. It rained in succession and many houses leaked water. I'm afraid the houses can't bear it and collapse."

"If there is a dilapidated house, it is still safe to move out in advance."

Liu Lizheng sighed, "Don't mention this, you come back from Yizhou and tell me about the situation outside."

Zhou Yu did not hide it, and told the price changes in Yizhou.

Liu Lizheng stopped smoking cigarettes, cursed in a worried tone, "I don't know if the price of salt in Ruizhou will rise."

Zhou Yu didn't mention Gu Zhifu's thoughts, Liu Lizheng paid more attention to the one-acre and three-point land, and pointed out: "I, who have never lived in the south, also feel that the rain is not normal. You should always plan more, outside. Don't panic when you have food in your hands in such a mess."

Liu Lizheng agreed, "This year's grain cannot be sold."

Zhou Yu continued: "Our village is a wealthy village, and I am afraid that others will be watching. If you have the ability to hide more food."

Gu Zhifu regarded Ruizhou as something in his pocket, and he was afraid that he would be forced to collect grain at that time, so he had to guard against it.

Liu Lizheng said in an instant, "Do you know any news?"

Zhou Yu, "I know a little about the news, Ruizhou is fairly peaceful."

After all, these two words revealed information, Liu Lizheng heard it, bent his back, and kept smoking the dry cigarette in his hand.

Liu Lizheng was immersed in his own thoughts, until the smoking room was full of smoke, then he slowly recovered, and rubbed his dry old face vigorously, "Hey, peace won't last long, forget it, we are here. The people at the bottom can only go with the flow.”

Zhou Yu didn't say a word, and it was not easy to open the door to let out the smell of smoke in the room.

Liu Lizheng found that the house was full of smoke, and hurriedly got up to open the door, "It's smoked to Mr.

Zhou Yu waited for the smoke to dissipate, and exhaled, "Following the flow is too passive, you can always prepare as much as you can. No matter whether it is a prosperous or troubled time, food is the most important thing."

Seeing that Zhou Yu was calm, Liu Lizheng said with a smile, "You are right, by the way, you are back, when are you going to start the school? My grandsons are waiting!"

Zhou Yu had already planned, "Seven days later."

Before he went to Yizhou, he asked Xiaodi Zhou to order some tables and chairs. They had already been sent to the side room of the front yard. Now he only needed the blackboard and chalk. He made the blackboard and chalk himself.

Liu Lizheng said three times in a row, seeing that it was getting late, "I'll go back first."

Zhou Yu got up and sent Li Zheng, Li Zheng waved his hand, "Stay."

Zhou Yu took an umbrella and insisted on taking Lizheng out. The roads in the village were even more muddy, and Lizheng's shoes had long been soaked. As he waded into the village, he found another advantage of Liu Lizheng. Will not ask.

The next day, the sky cleared up. It was a rare sunny day, and the people with sad faces smiled more. The village took advantage of the lack of rain to hurry up to repair the roof.

Zhou Yu was making chalk at home, and plaster had been prepared at home long ago. Chalk was a novelty, and Yang Xi was pregnant and did not lend a hand to help.

Zhong Yan was very curious, and sat on the sidelines to watch, and Zhou Yu naturally would not let Yang San's free labor.

The first is the mold, which has been built a long time ago. He does not want to be exquisite and beautiful, but only practical.

The production of chalk is actually not difficult, and a lot can be made in one day.

Yang San squatted for a long time, looking at the neatly arranged abrasives, "Brother-in-law, is it so simple?"

Zhou Yu washed his hands, "Well."

Yang San felt that he was too familiar with his sister and brother-in-law, "Brother-in-law, when will you be a blackboard?"

Zhou Yu rubbed his wrist, "Tomorrow."

Zhong Yan was looking forward to the chalk taking shape, "Where did you know about chalk?"

Zhou Yu explained: "I saw that gypsum can leave traces on the slate, I spent a long time in the capital, and I personally tested it and made chalk, but I found that it is not easy to write on the slate, and it is not obvious when it is written on the wood, so I thought The contrast between black and white is obvious, and I made a blackboard again.”

This is the disadvantage of Uncle Zhong being around, and his novel ideas must have reasonable explanations.

Zhong Yan thought of Zhou Yu's teaching method, and thought that Zhou Yu had been thinking about it in private. Zhou Yu liked to use his brain, and it was not surprising that he came up with chalk and blackboard. "When it is done, I will see the finished product."

Zhou Yu smiled, "I won't let you down."

(End of this chapter)