The first lunatic of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 113 What Should I Do Without Firewood?
After Fang Ce said so many things, Sun Simiao had no idea what Fang Ce meant.

But Fang Ce was completely point-and-shoot, and didn't say much.

However, Sun Simiao nodded, and looked at the medical book again. Although the knowledge in this medical book has various relations with his own experience, there seems to be a lot of things behind that he doesn't understand.

After all, Sun Simiao hasn't had the experiences behind, and he hasn't finished writing Qianjin Fang yet, looking at what he wrote, he is full of relish.

After all, things that smell like each other look cool.

Hey, I understand this.

Hey, if I came to this case, it would be the same.

Hey, this prescription is wonderful!

Basically, Sun Simiao looked at Qian Jinfang with such an attitude later on.

Fang Ce has been interrupted by Sun Simiao, and has no interest in continuing to write.

I'm too tired, let's go out and get some air.

At this moment, Fang Ce felt that his stomach was already hungry.

Walking out of the library, Li Yun stood outside the door like a javelin.

"How long have I been in there?"

Fang Ce asked Li Yun.

"Brother Fang, you have been inside for three days and three nights."

"..."

Fang Ce was a little speechless immediately, but fortunately he was a little kung fu, otherwise he would probably have knelt down if he were an ordinary person.

Suddenly he thought of Sun Simiao.

Old guy, don't let anything happen to you!

"Let's go, let's go eat something, and then make something for Daoist Sun."

Fang Ce put his hand on Li Yun's shoulder and asked, "How is Ma Zhou doing now?"

"It's not very good."

Li Yun shook his head and sighed.

"What's wrong? Are you still awake?"

Fang Ce was a little nervous. Didn't Sun Simiao say that he has no problems?

Why is it not so good now?

"I woke up, but I was frightened, and I haven't recovered until now."

"Huh? Who scared him?"

Fang Ce was a little curious, would anyone scare him at this time?

Is this person dying?

"Ms. Wu, for the convenience of taking care of Ma Zhou, she lived in the same room with Ma Zhou, and climbed into Ma Zhou's bed when she was resting at night. She didn't expect Ma Zhou to wake up at that time."

"In the middle of the night, Ma Zhou woke up and saw the person he loves most lying beside him. What do you think will happen?"

"He thought he was dreaming, and then he did that with Mrs. Wu."

"It turned out that he couldn't wake up from this dream, so he asked Mrs. Wu."

"Mr. Wu said it was not a dream, and Ma Zhou was frightened silly."

"..."

After Li Yun finished speaking, Fang Ce was stunned.

This f*ck thought Ma Zhou was a gentleman, but he didn't expect that f*ck to be a coquettish man. In his dream, he thought he could do whatever he wanted, but it turned out that it wasn't a dream, and he was frightened stupid.

Fang Ce didn't mention Ma Zhou's matter either. In this case, it will be fine in two days, and it's not a big deal anyway.

"How is the progress of the academy in these three days?"

"everything is normal."

Hearing this, Fang Ce breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, it will be the end of the year in just over a month, and these people will all go home to celebrate the New Year.

Spring plowing is still needed after the Chinese New Year, so it is estimated that there will not be many people.

The refugees have no place to go, but the refugees are just ten thousand people.

Time is running out, and I don't know when it will be finished.

I don't know if more than half a year is enough to complete the project.

Fang Ce was also in a hurry at this time.

After all, whether you dare to start school in September depends on your luck.

After the end of the year, the number of people will drop by more than half, which requires careful planning.

For such a large academy to be able to operate, it must first have dormitories, teaching buildings, and a gymnasium.

In this case, it will be much simpler. Fang Ce is going to get these things done first, and then talk about other things.

Just build slowly later.

The college must first ensure that it can operate.

Fang Ce passed on the news and asked those people to start building dormitories, teaching buildings, and gymnasiums.

As for things like the playground, we will not do it for the time being. After all, the land is big enough, and any place can be used as a playground.

Of course, it is still impossible to make a plastic playground at this time. After all, there is no rubber at this time, so it is impossible to do it at all.

"Li Yun, go and do something for me."

Fang Ce suddenly seemed to think of something, and then suddenly called out to Li Yun.

Hearing this, Li Yun looked at Fang Ce: "Find someone for me in Jizhou. Just tell him that I want to invite him to be the teacher of the academy."

"This man's surname is Su, his first name is Lie, and his style name is Dingfang."

Fang Ce thought for a while, and added: "If he doesn't come over, I'll knock him out, and I will drag him over."

"Yes!"

Li Yun nodded and left directly.

Jizhou is so big, this guy will always be found.

Fang Ce wanted to find an instructor for military training for these new recruits. Originally, his guards were qualified enough, but they were far less powerful than the guys who had actually killed on the battlefield.

But those awesome guys who really killed on the battlefield, those who survived are all in Li Shimin's hands, so it's impossible to ask for someone from Li Shimin.

But Fang Ce still thought of this guy, now it's the second year of Zhenguan, I hope this guy hasn't been ordered by Li Shimin yet.

Fang Ce was also a little apprehensive.

But now things don't want to be so much.

The team of teachers is not strong enough, and more people need to be found.

But now there are not so many people.

Those great Confucians would never come to help him, after all, this is a poor academy.

Coming here is almost equivalent to breaking with the aristocratic family. No great Confucianism has such courage.

Fang Ce gave up this unrealistic idea.

And looking at the entire Tang Dynasty, there is no great Confucianism that Fang Ce can look up to.

There is no way to find a great Confucianism, Fang Ce can only do this by himself, and there are some things that he can't do well if he wants to.

A person doesn't have that much energy to do these things.

Someone has to help him.

How many students can one person teach?

"What should I do?"

Fang Ce immediately became worried. After the academy was built, it was found that there was no teacher. Isn't that a fucking thing?

It's like building a stove by yourself, and the rice is ready, but in the end, there is no firewood.

Isn't this a fucking thing?

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. Now the house policy has rice and no firewood.

There is absolutely no need for Fang Ce to worry about things like students.

How many poor families are there in the world?
The key is that Fang Ce doesn't have many teachers who can catch his eye!
This thing is a bit cheating.

Fortunately, thinking of this now, I scratched my head, and said to myself: "It seems that there is only this way."

　Calvin is gone, what a crap this is.Sad, I need to find some inspiration.Get a recommendation ticket?How are you?

　　


(End of this chapter)