As soon as Zhang Feng finished his words.
Sun Simiao's expression changed instantly.
He even stopped chewing his favorite pig trotter and looked at Yu Shinan instead.
Yu Shinan's expression changed, but in the end, he chewed slowly and looked at Sun Simiao with a smile. "Old Man even dared to eat the locusts, let alone this?"
"Hahahaha!"
"Brother Boshi, you're right. This guy is as timid as a mouse. He would never dare to serve those dirty things on our table. However, don't bring these dirty things to the taverns in Chang 'an. If those people get hold of them, you'll be in trouble!"
Zhang Feng curled his lips.
He didn't take it seriously.
It was a pity that there were no chili peppers in this era. Now, the chili peppers should still be living well in America. When the steam engine was ready, Lao Tzu would go and get the chili peppers back. Lao Tzu didn't believe that no one would eat a plate of spicy fried pig intestines.
This thing, even in the future, was a top-grade delicacy.
There were some people who felt disgusted, but that was a small matter.
Zhang Feng couldn't be an all-purpose charger. He didn't force everyone to like it. As long as some people could accept this thing, how could his pocket not hold the money of half of them?
But this was a story for later.
Zhang Feng was afraid that the introduction wasn't good enough, so he moved the whole pig up the mountain and sent it here. However, the three people's stomachs were only so big. When they were eating and drinking, the fragrance attracted a group of children working on the mountain. Yu Shinan waved his hand, and a large group of children gathered around and ate heartily.
The three people had no choice but to move slowly along the mountain path and walk toward the waterfall, treating it as an exercise after dinner.
As they walked, Yu Shinan picked his teeth and asked, "Fengzi, looking at the construction, the building of the academy will be officially completed in a month, which is around the Mid-Autumn Festival. However, Old Man saw something that he had never seen before. They call it teaching tools. What's going on?"
When Yu Shinan went up the mountain yesterday, he happened to meet the old craftsman who was looking for Zhang Feng with the teaching tools. Yu Shinan asked him about it, but when he looked at the semicircular and triangular teaching tools in his hand, Yu Shinan couldn't see through them.
These tools were engraved with scale marks like the ruler, but they were completely different from what he knew. If it wasn't for the pig's matter, he would have asked him.
At this time, the pig's matter was solved, and Yu Shinan remembered his business.
If he didn't want to teach at the academy, he wouldn't care. However, since he decided to stay, Yu Shinan naturally got into his role.
Zhang Feng didn't hide anything and said, "These things are the teaching tools needed for mathematics and the science after mathematics. Mathematics is only a basic science. These things are needed to accurately measure the area of fields and objects."
"The things we measure now are either measured with a ruler or footprints. It's too troublesome. However, once we learn mathematics, we can calculate these things. For example, the area of my Xiao Mountain will only take a cup of tea's time!"
"Is it really so magical?"
Yu Shinan asked.
"It's not miraculous. After a few days, when the pork issue dies down, I'll take some time to finalize the teaching book with you. Then, I'll write down the basics of mathematics and how to learn. I'll show them to Mr. Bo Shi, and Mr. Bo Shi will naturally know when the time comes."
Yu Shinan and Sun Simiao were instantly shocked.
They exclaimed in unison, "You're saying that you're going to write teaching materials?"
"Yes. Is there anything wrong with it?"
Zhang Feng asked in surprise when he saw the expressions of the two.
Hearing this, Yu Shinan and Sun Simiao looked at each other. They suspected that Zhang Feng was drunk.
Then, the three of them didn't speak for a long time until they reached the bottom of the waterfall. Looking at the water gushing out from a cave on the cliff, Yu Shinan asked, "Kid, do you know the price of paper?"
"Xuan paper costs a kilogram."
"Then you already know. Do you know how much money it costs to write teaching materials?"
"Kid, do you know why there are so few scholars in this era?"
He knew that he didn't speak.
Yu Shinan pointed at a crooked jujube tree under the waterfall. The three of them sat on the intertwined roots of the tree. Yu Shinan said with a serious expression, "Actually, Old Man has been wanting to tell you about this for a long time. Do you know why many people don't think highly of White Deer College?"
Zhang Feng didn't know about this.
He hurriedly said, "Please enlighten me, Mr. Bo."
Yu Shinan sighed and said, "You know the requirements to become a great Confucian scholar in this era. The reason why we recommended you was because we saw your talent. But if you want to become a great Confucian scholar with your own ability, you'll need at least thirty years!"
"This doesn't matter what your position is, how famous you are, or how many students you have. What matters is how many books you have!"
"Do you understand?"
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