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Chapter 125 The Elementary School Opens, and the Master Observes the Ceremony
"Monster ~ called?"

Li Chaosheng blinked, then looked at the corn grinder.

"Yes, is this the voice?"

Li Chaosheng pressed the button of the corn grinder, and immediately after the corn grinder roared again, Li Chaomeng stared at it: "It's the sound, this, what is this?"

Speaking of which, Li Chaomeng was about to poke the corn grinder with a titanium alloy stick, and all the other soldiers were waiting with their long guns.

"Protect the battalion commander!"

I don't know who yelled, and there was Lengtouqing who was about to rush in. At this moment, Li Chaosheng stopped everyone and said, "Delu, show everyone."

After hearing this, Li Delu immediately opened a bag of corn to show everyone what a corn grinder is.

As soon as the corn went in through the funnel, a basketful of flour was spit out shortly thereafter. Mengzi and the others' eyes widened when they saw it, and they were all amazed.

"My darling, no wonder the voice is so loud, it turns out that you have real skills, you are so arrogant."

"Yeah, the speed of this appearance is hundreds of times faster than that of the stone mill. No wonder the barking is so loud. If I am so powerful, my barking is guaranteed to be louder than it."

"Yes, yes, this little thing doesn't look big, but it can work so fast. I don't know what it ate to grow up. By the way, should we prepare some grass for him? Battalion Commander, this thing eats Grass?"

……

A group of soldiers were whispering at this time, and some people were even going to mow the grass to feed the corn harvester. Li Chaosheng didn't know what these guys were thinking, did this thing seem to be alive?Helplessly, I can only popularize science.

"This thing is called a corn grinder. It is a tool specially used for grinding corn on our side. It does not eat grass or drink water. It only needs electricity. Oh, it uses the same energy as electric lights."

As Li Chaosheng said, someone below said: "Oh, so that's the case, it turns out they eat the same food as Little Sun, no wonder it's so powerful."

Little sun is another kind name of LED lights in the military camp.

At this time Li Delu said: "This thing still has a name, it is called Iron Bull. It was started by our cooking team, and the battalion commander also agreed."

"tractor."

After hearing this, everyone nodded.

"This name is much more pleasing to the ear than the battalion commander's chicken. It works like a cow and has a body like iron. It really fits well to be called an iron cow."

Everyone praised Tieniu for the good name, Li Chaosheng was very helpless, what should I do?Why didn't he hear that it sounded better than a corn grinder?
However, Li Chaosheng is not going to discourage them from their enthusiasm. After all, matches have been called matches for many years. This item should be used in the country, so don't be too reserved, which is not conducive to the development of localization.

Thinking about it, Li Chaosheng waved his hand to let everyone go out to continue training, and here Li Chaosheng came to the stone mill, looked at the zombies who were still grinding the mill, and sorry to inform him of bad news and good news.

The bad news: he's been fired, and he's not going to be the grinder anymore.

Here's the good news: He's been recruited for another job, generator generator operator.

Li Chaosheng controlled the zombie to come to the rotating room of the generator, followed by activating the spell to make the zombie run, and the zombie drove the generator to rotate instantly. With the rotation of the generator, the positive and negative coils cut back and forth in the magnetic field, and instantly When the electricity comes out, the generator sends the electricity to the storage battery to help store electricity.

In this way, Li Chaosheng is not afraid that the corn grinder, a high-power electrical appliance, will run out of electricity in the storage battery.

Li Chaosheng closed the cage door, looked at the zombies who kept pedaling windmills like little mice, and said with distress: "Don't kill those zombies back then, so I have four generators."

Li Chaosheng sighed, turned and left the kitchen, outside the big guys were practicing spears, Li Chaosheng looked at the people who were busy, and sighed in his heart, everyone is working hard.

Thinking of Li Chaosheng returning to the house and returning to the real world, the stationery store called just as soon as he arrived in the real world, saying that all the stationery had been delivered, Li Chaosheng immediately went out to pick up the goods.

However, Li Chaosheng didn't rush to send it to the end of the Ming Dynasty, but drove directly to find a hot pot restaurant to eat hot pot. Recently, he was too busy to even eat hot pot. While eating hot pot, Li Chaosheng was playing with his mobile phone, feeling that his life was going well. It's so pleasant.

After two days like this, the advertising company told him that the signboard was ready, and Li Chaosheng asked them to deliver it. After that, Li Chaosheng took these things to the end of Ming Dynasty.

Then after a busy meal, the primary school's rough room was finally decorated, with plaques, couplets, slogans, and blackboards hung up.Li Chaosheng felt that the prototype of this school had just emerged.

In 1627, the seventh year of the apocalypse, on September [-], the Lijia Primary School was officially opened for business, opening a legendary chapter of the Lijia Academy in Tanggou Town.

On this day, God is very generous, the autumn is crisp, the weather is clear, and there are no clouds in the sky.

The whole Tanggou Town is filled with a joyful atmosphere, especially those with children at home.

A group of children stood neatly at the door of the elementary school, each of them was full of happiness, because they all had a piece of white rabbit toffee in their mouths, which was given by the principal, it was so sweet.

In the team, Li Dezong and Li Chaotun stood at the front. There is no way, there are classes everywhere. As Li Chaosheng's immediate family members and the children of the Tanggou Town patriarch, they have a special status. At least they stand in the first place. A row is no problem.

These children are the first batch of students in the Lijia Primary School in Tanggou Town.

And this welcome formation is the standard military training formation that Li Chaomeng took the time to train them these days.

"Listen well. After a while, when the principal comes, everyone should behave well. According to my information, the principal still has a pack of white rabbit toffee in his hand. If anyone behaves well, the principal will give it to him."

The eyes of all the students lit up after hearing these words, this white rabbit toffee is so delicious, they have never eaten such a sweet thing in their life.

At this time, Li Chaomeng threw a piece of white rabbit toffee into his mouth while everyone was not paying attention.

"It's delicious, but it's a pity Brother Chaosheng gave me three yuan."

Li Chaomeng muttered, and then he saw a group of people coming from a distance, Li Chaomeng's expression became serious and he said: "Hey, pay attention, there are enemies!"

"Well, Instructor Mengzi, is there any hostility?"

After hearing this, a group of children had question marks on their faces. Should we throw stones at them if there is hostility?If you want to come to such a welcome ceremony, it must be unique.

"Ahem... a slip of the tongue. Get ready."

As Li Chaomeng was speaking, he saw the old patriarch, Li Chaosheng and five people dressed as old masters approaching in the distance.

This old patriarch put on the expensive silk clothes bought by Li Chaosheng, Li Chaosheng wore a Confucian shirt, and Li Chaowen wore a brand new coarse cloth clothes.

As for Confucian shirts, there are requirements, and only ordinary students can wear them. However, Li Chaosheng took out his Siamese education and made a group of old scholars dumbfounded. The imposing manner calmed down the group of old pedants.

The clothes of these old scholars are worse. The best-dressed old scholar is Li Chaowen's teacher. This old man wears a half-new Confucian shirt and a Confucian hat. He walks slowly and looks a bit old-fashioned. .

The other four were miserable, the Confucian shirts on their bodies were very worn out, and one of them had two patches on his body, and he came out to attend the ceremony wearing the patches, which showed how poor this old scholar was.

But the poorer they are, the more sophisticated these old scholars are, each of them stroking their beards and listening to the introduction of the old patriarch, and Li Chaosheng maintained a practical reserve throughout the whole process as a rich man.

This society is very bullying. In the face of these old scholars, if you meet them with the courtesy of the younger generation, they will definitely hold on to their identities, and they will speak in a tone that makes you uncomfortable.

They don't think of how miserable they are, and even eating is a problem, and they will show the nobility of literati to the fullest.

But if you face them as a rich man, you will be able to detach yourself from everything else. I have money. What are you poor scholars who are poor and begging for food?

These old scholars did not dare to make mistakes. The general environment in the late Ming Dynasty was no longer what it was in the early Ming Dynasty. Literati could treat businessmen like nothing, and businessmen automatically inferior to these poor scholars.

But now that the government and business collude, the rich can even sit on an equal footing with the magistrate, and it is very common for rural landlords to look down on poor scholars, which will not surprise others.

And merchants no longer follow the ancestral system of the early Ming Dynasty. For example, merchants cannot wear silk, merchants cannot hire people, and merchants cannot take a sedan chair carried by four people when they go out.

None of these things don't exist.

So the few poor masters who couldn't afford to eat didn't dare to be too arrogant in front of Li Chaosheng, a rich and powerful man, but they were very arrogant in front of Li Chaowen, who had no fame, and treated them like juniors.

In fact, Li Chaosheng looked down on these poor masters. If Li Jinli didn't want to be too proud, and wanted to show off that their Li family had a private school, Li Chaosheng wouldn't bother with them.

The reason for this is that Li Chaosheng wants to satisfy Li Jinli's vanity, and the opening of the second primary school needs to be lively, which is why he accompanied these masters to perform such a show.

When he came to him, Li Chaomeng said, "One or two."

"Welcome, welcome, warmly welcome."

The children shouted welcome slogans, and Li Chaosheng greeted all the students with a gentle face. When did the masters see this battle, they all exclaimed: "What is the meaning of this?"

Li Chaosheng smiled and said, "This is welcome."

"Ah, why welcome?"

A master asked, at this time Li Chaosheng said with a smile: "Happiness is joy, welcome is greeting, welcome is to greet us with joy, which is equivalent to what we often say when we have friends coming from afar. It is such a joy."

After hearing this, all the masters nodded in unison: "I see, so I see."

Li Chaosheng said with a smile at this time: "They are all doing well, let Uncle Mengzi take you each to receive a piece of white rabbit toffee, let's go play."

As Li Chaosheng said, the children were happy. At this time, Li Chaomeng took the white rabbit toffee from Li Chaogu, who was following Li Chaosheng, and distributed it to many children.

The children were overjoyed and ran out one by one. The masters frowned slightly at this moment: "Scholars can act indiscriminately and without rules. Nephew Chaowen, you must be strictly disciplined in the future."

"Yes."

Li Chaowen bowed his head with a teachable expression, but Li Chaosheng laughed when he heard the words: "Children are naturally innocent, it is their nature, why kill them."

At this time, a master frowned and said: "No, no, Zhu Zi said: Preserving the principles of heaven and destroying human desires, how can you do it at will."

Li Chaosheng sneered when he heard this, Zhu Zi, that Zhu Xi, this kind of person can also be called a son, even a nun or a daughter-in-law would have the face to be called a son.

And the rotten Confucians, the rotten Confucians have become so unbearable since their generation of Confucian scholars. Think about the Confucian scholars in the Confucian era, they can fight wars when they are on horses, and calm the people when they are dismounted. It is not like the Confucian scholars of later generations. If you are a scholar, I will ask you who said that Confucius could not fight.

Is Confucius' nearly 1.9-meter-long figure a joke?
Li Chaosheng was too lazy to argue with these rotten scholars, and just continued to get in. At this time, several masters stopped at the school gate, looking at the plaque of the primary school, and there was a trace of strangeness on their faces.

"Who wrote this plaque?"

Several masters asked, and after hearing this, Li Chaowen said, "It was done by our mountain chief."

The head of the mountain is similar to the principal, that is, Li Chaosheng, and this sentence is very meaningful. It was done by our head of the mountain, but it is not said that it was written by the head of the mountain. There is nothing wrong with it. This plaque is indeed made by Li Chaosheng. Cultured people don't lie.

"Li's primary school, primary school, is a bit interesting. In the Western Han Dynasty, it was called the study of characters, and it was a primary school. These two words indicate that this place is for teaching people to read and write, okay."

A teacher praised.

Another master said: "Hey, you can notice that this font has never been seen before, but it is quite like everyone. The iron pen and silver hook are flying like dragons and phoenixes. It is a school of its own."

"Indeed, this font is really beautiful. I didn't expect Li Shanchang to have such calligraphy skills. I should ask for advice in the future."

"That's right, the word Li Shanchang is really breathtaking and has its own style. I don't know if this font has a name?"

After hearing this, Li Chaosheng smiled and said: "I call it Qigong style. I learned this word from a hermit master, and I have only learned the superficial."

Li Chaosheng said humbly. Hearing these words, the masters stared wide-eyed and said: "Such a good handwriting, only to learn the superficial, then this expert is really a master of calligraphy, and his calligraphy attainments may not be weaker than the current literary leaders. .”

Several people looked at the words and praised them non-stop. Li Chaosheng glanced at Li Chaowen.

Li Chaowen glanced at Li Chaosheng secretly at this time, his face was slightly playful, as if he was saying: "What do you say about yourself? Didn't you count?" "

Li Chaosheng seemed to understand Li Chaowen's meaning, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, you don't care what I do, just fool it, as long as it doesn't embarrass us.

Li Chaowen directly lowered his head, not making eye contact with Li Chaosheng. Li Chaosheng looked at the plaque, which was mahogany-colored, with golden edges, black and gold fonts, and a red seal on the signature, which said the treasure of Qigong.

You see, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, we also had the awareness of copyright protection, haha...

Li Chaosheng stretched out his hand after thinking, "Come and invite some masters."

(End of this chapter)