The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Looking up at Guli, Jiang qianxia suddenly laughed.

"Why, your majesty has put pressure on you these two days?"

It's more than pressure. Isn't he trying to find an excuse to hide here and not even go to the north?

Angrily, he lowered his head and took a bite on the tip of her nose. Seeing her squealing and retracting into his arms, Guli was helpless and said, "madam, if you have a way, don't be difficult for your husband."

The slum suddenly "chicken and dog rise to heaven" has 160 people, together with their families, there are hundreds of people.

In the relatively closed slum, even if we don't know each other, we can get familiar with each other and have a basic understanding of each other's current situation. 160 people and their families suddenly left the slum and entered the Shihui hall, a place that is being touted by all literati and scholars in Kyoto. It's a great good thing!

A total of 279 people were selected. Those who didn't promise because of various concerns now have green intestines. What's more, those who can't stand the stimulation directly hanged at home.

In the past few days, the number of suicides and murders in the slums is about to catch up with that of the government of Jingzhao Prefecture for a year.

Jingzhao Fuyin cries every day. His hair is white.

"Madam, we do not suffer from oligopoly but inequality."

Looking carefully at the sarcastic little cook, Guli said with a headache: "because I don't know your standard of selecting students, now people in the slums, in addition to doing their daily work, walk around outside your other hospital and want to take a chance."

Those who take chances are good, and those who go to the other courtyard of Jiangfu to cry, shout unfairly and want to make trouble have been beaten as criminals and taken to the mine.

Of course, there's no need to tell his little cook about it.

"Oh ~ I choose students to teach. What's their business? It's not fair. What's fair in this world? Some people are naturally intelligent, others are stupid, and like xun'er, they are destined to be emperors and rule the world. When it comes to fairness, it's just a shame cloth for the weak."

With a sneer like a vent of anger, Jiang qianxia eased his anger and said helplessly, "the first batch of students recruited from the slums must choose the most brilliant and characteristic ones. As for what is unfair now, most of them eat and wait for death to muddle along. Even if I list the requirements, they still can't meet them?"

"That said, most of the students you choose from the slums are illiterate. How do you teach them? Do you start with literacy?"

"Of course, starting from literacy, it's not two or three-year-old children. Is literacy difficult for them?"

With a slight smile, Jiang qianxia turned around and hugged him tightly. With a naughty blink, he broke free from his arms.

"I'd like you to come and let your majesty take it easy. It's just literacy. I naturally have a way to make them keep up with the progress as soon as possible."

With two deep kisses, Jiang qianxia sent his husband away. After having breakfast in the canteen with the panting students, he arranged for the gentlemen to take them all away to test their level and divide the grades of different subjects.

At present, only Sinology and mathematics can be divided. Other disciplines should start from scratch.

"Come on, those who can read will follow their husband to test the stage. Those who can't read or don't read much will come to me."

After slapping the poor students and some dejected children, Jiang qianxia didn't say much, but let them follow him to a hidden classroom.

After the students sat down foolishly, Jiang qianxia took out his teaching tool at the bottom of the box - Pinyin alphabet.

Pointing to the alphabet completely different from Daqian's square characters, Jiang qianxia said faintly, "today, let's learn pinyin."

"You are not young. You basically know what you should know. If you can read a book, you can understand the meaning after reading it several times. The only difficulty is that you are illiterate, right?"

"Simple, the Pinyin I'm going to teach you today is to let you know what he reads even if you see a word for the first time. It's not too difficult for you to know the pronunciation and put that word into a specific sentence."

After giving the students a burden free idea that "literacy is actually easy", Jiang qianxia continued: "the study of Pinyin is divided into three parts - initial recitation, vowel recitation, and overall spelling."

The students followed her stick and found that there were only two so-called initials and vowels. They looked very few. In this way, the pressure of the students was reduced a lot.

"The paper and pens are on the table. Draw them down by yourself. Separate them and draw them carefully. Then I'll teach you how to read them."

Being illiterate also has the advantage of being illiterate. At least most of the students here are not bound by the horizontal and vertical skimming of square characters. Although the letters are raw, they are very standard. There is no one who adds a word to pretend to be a.

Seriously describe it again, and you can write it yourself in a quarter of an hour and twenty minutes at most. You can more intuitively feel the lack of quantity.

With confidence, Jiang qianxia taught pupils the pronunciation of initials first.

Reading alone, both initials and vowels are so tongue twisty and uncomfortable. Looking at their awkward appearance, Jiang qianxia just smiles and makes them contact again and again.

After spending the whole morning teaching them to barely remember the initials, Jiang qianxia didn't continue, but told them to contact themselves and don't tell others who didn't come.

"Three days, I'll only give you three days. In three days, I'll show you the most basic literacy results."

The degenerate evil smile hung on his face and supported the platform. Jiang qianxia said with a low smile: "do you want to surprise them? Do you want to see their ghost like expression? Do you want to frighten those who boast of genius and want to go home and cry to their mother?"

The students under the stage, lured by her words, were filled with inexplicable expectations and rather bad pleasure.

"Oh ~ literacy is very simple. Practice hard. Maybe you can scare everyone in the world?"

After class here, the people who went to test the stage there also came out of the classroom one after another with different looks.

Those with high rank are elated, while those with low rank are dissatisfied.

Seeing these students who didn't even have the qualification of the test section, they all met up.

"How's it going? What did the Dean tell you?"

With his friendship in the morning, Li Chengping proudly hugged Mu Yaxuan's shoulder and said proudly, "after the childe's test, I have three paragraphs of Chinese Studies and two paragraphs of arithmetic. How about teaching you to read?"

Looking at him strangely, Mu Yaxuan carefully patted the paper hidden in his sleeve, revealing a slightly evil smile.

"No, the Dean gave us extra homework."

Homework that can scare you all, hey hey