At the entrance of the academy, the young baldy looked at the man and said indifferently, "You will attend this class with them. If you can pass the exam for this class, then you can leave. If you can't pass, then you can only eat steamed buns and drink water today. If you can't pass today, then in the next two days, you will have to pass two more exams …"
The man was stunned. Like most of the people here, he had never been to school and didn't know a word. When he heard the old man shaking his head and talking, he dozed off. He didn't even know how to hold a brush. What kind of exam was this?
He just peed. Was there a need to be like this?
He pursed his lips, looked at the bald man, and asked, "What if I still can't pass tomorrow?"
"If you still can't pass …" The bald man patted him on the shoulder and comforted him, "In fact, steamed buns and plain water are the most nourishing …"
Although Commander Wang usually treated people kindly, many people were still afraid of him when he was serious.
Not long after, the man walked into the school dejectedly and sat in the last row.
The young bald man went forward and said a few words to the old teacher. The old man nodded and glanced at the back row. He didn't care about the man anymore.
The man sat in the back row. When he saw the eyes of the children around him, his face was a little red.
He simply lay on the table and slept. He really didn't believe that Boss Wang was crazy to let him sit in the school with these little children to study. Did he want him to be the top scorer? He, Wang Dazhuang, was not meant to be a scholar in his life …
Listening to the old man's voice, he felt sleepy.
After an unknown amount of time, he was pushed awake by a little fat man sitting next to him.
The little fat man handed him a piece of paper and a pen and said, "The teacher said to write down the five words he just taught."
The man looked at him with a dull face.
Before writing it down, he needed to know what words the old man had taught him, how to write those words, and how to hold the pen.
He looked at the little fat man, smiled, and said, "How about you write one for me? I'll go out and buy you candied hawthorn. "
"My family sells candied hawthorn." The little fatty looked at him and shook his head. "Also, Teacher said that I can't write for him, or I'll be punished too."
The man looked at him helplessly. "Then can you at least copy it for me?"
"Not giving!" The little fatty replied bluntly.
He turned his back to her and began to write on his own.
The man grabbed the brush and looked at the white paper on the table. His face was lifeless and he didn't know what to write.
After a while, the pen in front of him disappeared, and so did the paper. In its place was a cup of water, a steamed bun, and a bald head.
The baldy looked at him and said, "Tomorrow is a poetry recitation test. The day after tomorrow is poetry recitation. The day after that, you might have to learn arithmetic. The commander said that the five words that you didn't write today have to be filled in. Take care …"
With that, he turned around and left.
The man sat in his original position in a daze, reciting poems, writing from memory, calculating …
They wanted him dead!
The man shuddered and hurriedly ran out. He didn't see the baldy, but he saw the little fatty who stopped him from copying.
The little fatty was licking a stick of candied hawthorn. The man snatched it from his hand and took a bite. He threatened, "Kid, write one for me tomorrow, or I'll beat you up!"
The little fatty didn't cry or make a fuss when his candied hawthorn was snatched away. He just turned around and looked at an eight feet tall, muscular man behind him. He said, "Dad, he snatched my candied hawthorn and wanted to beat me up."
A shadow suddenly appeared in front of the man. He raised his head and looked at the man who was much more muscular than him. He trembled and said, "Big brother, it's a misunderstanding …"
"Misunderstanding my ass!"
…
It was much cooler in the mountains than outside, but there were more mosquitoes. Li Yi and Drunken Mo couldn't compare to Ruyi and Ruyi. The mosquitoes would avoid them, so he could only make a few mosquito traps. Fortunately, they were very effective.
Miss.Liu stayed in the mountains for a few days before she went out with the Liu Meng's men. It seemed that she was going to sweep through the entire Fringe.
The Fringe was actually very vast. They had only opened a trade route from the Qi Kingdom to the Jing Kingdom, cleared all the hidden dangers around the trade route, and had just started to advance to the periphery.
Miss.Liu set her sights on the entire Fringe. Not only did she want to be the ruler of the new world, she also wanted to be the ruler of all the mountains in the Fringe.
What Li Yi needed to do was to stabilize the rear, provide her with strategic support, resources, and be the man behind the scenes.
On a hidden mountain, Li Yi looked at the rows of towering buildings in front of him. Once again, he felt that Wang Wei was quite reliable.
He had an entire library in his mind. He could do so many things with it. He could create many things that were considered black technology in this world …
But he was only one person, and he was lazy.
If he really wanted to accomplish these things, he would need to live for five hundred years and then borrow another five hundred years from God. Perhaps a few hundred years would not be enough. Even if he had a lifetime of hundreds or thousands of years, it would still be impossible to bring out all the knowledge in his mind.
Things like the technology tree should be left to Li Xuan. He couldn't even handle Ruyi, so he had no interest in these things …
But he didn't really want to waste his hard-earned cheat. After all, other than copying books, poems, and peeking at other people's diaries … this thing still had other uses.
Li Yi asked Wang Wei to open up an industrial area far away from the village.
They would conduct research on things like iron smelting, coke making, and forging. Although it was called research, it was actually just him telling them to do it … These would be very useful in the future. Although they couldn't use it for now, it was better to be prepared …
For the time being, this would be the breakthrough point. The rest would be developed slowly in the future.
…
At the back of the classroom.
In the corner of the back row, a man looked at the little fatty beside him and swallowed his saliva. He watched as the little fatty chewed on the chicken drumstick in his hand and said, "Little brother, when you come tomorrow, can you secretly bring me some salted vegetables?"
He had been eating steamed buns and drinking plain water for seven days. He had lost a lot of weight, and the reason for all this was because he had peed outside the toilet …
He couldn't understand it now. The toilet was clean and tidy, and there was no smell after he flushed it. Why did he have to pee outside …
This was despicable!
The little fatty nodded with great difficulty. He immediately picked up a pen and pointed at a word on the paper with the tip of the pen. He asked, "Little brother, how do I pronounce this word? I've forgotten. Can you teach me again …"
He felt extremely miserable. The school was really too scary. Even if he were to move stones outside, it would be better than sitting here and reading …
The detention room not far from the school had also been transformed into a new school.
In the past month, people who urinated, spat, and did not pay attention to hygiene were all caught and brought here. Here, they didn't have to move stones, pave bridges, or repair roads. They didn't have to do anything. They could spend their days swimming in the sea of knowledge, experiencing the joy of reading …
"Haha, I passed, I passed! I can go out now! "Suddenly, a person rushed out from inside and stood on the street, looking like a madman.
After laughing, he looked down at his hands with a pained expression. These were a pair of hands used to chop people, but they had been used to write for the past few days. He wrote non-stop all night, and if he couldn't finish, he could only eat steamed buns and drink plain water. He wasn't even given a salted vegetable …
Suddenly, a few hands reached out from the window. Someone exhorted loudly, "Brother, brother, come back. Stay for another two days and teach us too!"
That person stood on the street and laughed maniacally. "Even if I die outside, starve to death, suffocate to death, or jump off the mountain to my death, I won't go back!"
…
In a room somewhere in the stronghold, Commander Wang touched his bald head. He was surprised to find that in the entire stronghold, there hadn't been a case of people urinating, spitting, and littering everywhere for a long time …
In the short span of half a month, this problem that had been troubling him for years had actually been cured …
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