Chongzhen Undergraduates

"Father asked me to live here from now on."

"You? You should go back to Nanjing."

"I won't go back, I brought all my change of clothes."

"We distribute clothes here, not the clothes you usually wear." Jiu'er disdainful, looking for reasons to make things difficult for him.

"I know. You see, I only brought one set of underwear."

"Father, who leaked the secrets here?" Jiu'er obviously didn't want this little one to come over, she had finally escaped from the palace, and she was at ease alone.

"I'll see who overheard your conversation with Miss Chen." Zhu Cijiong chuckled: "The one who leaked the secret is you, okay?"

"Okay, let him stay for a while, and if he doesn't behave well, then push him back." After Zhu Youjian spoke, Jiu'er could only acquiesce, with a small mouth still grunting.

"What's for dinner in the cafeteria tonight?" Zhu Youjian checked that it was getting late, and it was time for dinner.

"Sour radish and duck soup, stir-fried radish with meat, stir-fried radish." An attendant beside him answered quickly.

"Why are they all radishes? What about potatoes?" Zhu Youjian frowned. All three dishes were radishes. Is this back to the menu of the university cafeteria?

"Potatoes are low, radishes are high."

"The yield of potatoes is lower than that of radishes?" Zhu Youjian couldn't believe it. Apart from the high yield of potatoes, why is the yield low?

"Yes, in order to save seeds, it can only grow twice as long."

"How do you grow them?" Zhu Youjian became even more curious. He remembered that there were very few potatoes left for seeds.

"It's... all buried in the soil." The attendant obviously didn't know much, but even if he didn't know much, he probably knew the basic situation.

"Oh my god! Is this how you grow potatoes?" Zhu Youjian was completely speechless. There is no need for a whole potato to save seeds. Cut it into pieces along the knots, leaving two or three knots on each piece. eye on the line.

They were actually thrown into the ground whole, no wonder there were so many seeds left.Moreover, Zhu Youjian remembered that potatoes can be planted twice a year, one in spring and one in mid-August.

"Then how many crops of potatoes do you plant each year?"

"Once a year."

Well, Zhu Youjian is speechless. If he wants to replace the radish in the braised pork with potatoes, he has a long way to go!

Chapter 98: The method of General Mountain is very special

The meals at Jiangjun Mountain are very lively.

There are two canteens here, the garrison and the Institute of Technology are independent.

There are only two colors of clothes here: black and gray.Troops are black, Polytechnics are gray.Even the dozen or so girls brought by Jiu'er were all dressed in gray.

From the perspective of color psychology, Zhu Youjian's definition here is dull, even cold-blooded, let alone flamboyant.

The clothes are uniform, and the style is actually the skirt and trouser pleats worn by the people at the bottom. Even Cheng Ziyi was rejected by Zhu You.There is no other reason, no matter how convenient it is.

The evolution of Han clothing is a process of continuous absorption from other races. After thousands of years of evolution, the styles have long since changed.Even the clothes of the Warring States period have the reform of Hufu riding and shooting.

Of course, there is no need to pay attention to complicated etiquette here, so there is no such thing as court clothes, so there is no need to consider formal attire.

The first time Fang Yizhi saw this kind of eating scene, he was really frightened.It's not that he hasn't seen thousands of people eating together, but that he hasn't seen a scene where the dishes and rice are served in water tanks.

It is an exaggeration to say that the water tank is a bit large, but it is indeed a large pottery basin, similar to a water tank.The Ming Dynasty could not make stainless steel basins, nor did they have enamel dishes. The best container is of course clay basins, which are easier to wash than wooden basins.

"Sit down!" Zhu Youjian slammed a big pottery bowl on the long table, poured a layer of vegetables on top of the rice, and picked it up with a pair of chopsticks.

Fang Yizhi looked around. The table was at least six feet long. The table was filled with people one after another, and no one deliberately avoided it. At most, a few people around him called Zhu Youjian: "Courtyard!" grow well."

"This!" Fang Yizhi really couldn't sit down, because there was a big gap just now, and half of it was squeezed by a young man.

"Why are you standing there in a daze? If you don't sit down, this will be robbed later." Zhu Youjian continued to eat with a mouthful of rice, actually talking with a mouthful of rice in his mouth.

Fang Yizhi reluctantly sat down, picked up his chopsticks, but couldn't finish his mouth. He was also a generation of officials, and he had never eaten rice bowls since he was a child.

"Father, the food here is really delicious." Coincidentally, Zhu Cijiong, who was beside Zhu Youjian, just raised his head and said.

"Slap!" Slapping Zhu Cijiong on the head, Zhu Youjian said sharply, "There is no emperor father here, only the dean."

With a bang, Fang Yizhi's chopsticks fell on the table.He thought that Zhu Youjian was the emperor, but after spending so many days together, this was the first time he heard someone say it directly.

A teenager who can tell lies?Or is it a lie of this degree?

Fang Yizhi looked around again, the young people at the table didn't seem to respond, they continued to eat and talk, as if they didn't see it at all.

"If you want to salute, you can avoid it. There will be something to do after dinner. Hurry up and stop the ink." While speaking, Fang Yizhi saw that there was not much left in the rice bowls of Zhu Youjian and the little prince.

Fang Yizhi couldn't eat any more, so he got up and said, "Chen~ I'm full."

"You will be punished for leftovers. I advise you to finish eating." Zhu Youjian smiled and pointed to the surroundings. The rice bowls of the people who got up after eating were completely empty, and there was not a single grain left.

Well, the king's order is like this, so I dare not disobey it.Fang Yizhi ate the most supportive meal in his life. He didn't dare to leave leftovers until he swallowed the last grain of rice and hiccupped non-stop.

"Come on! Take a sip of the old duck soup and press it down." Zhu Youjian continued to hand over a bowl of soup.

"Woo~ no, no, no." Fang Yizhi really couldn't eat anymore, he was small, and he was not the age of a boy.

"Let's go, I'll show you around." Seeing his appearance, Zhu Youjian didn't force himself anymore, and got up to leave.

"I'm going too." Zhu Cijiong also wanted to follow, he really liked it here.

"Go back early, didn't you hear the sound of the trumpet? If you don't follow the rules here, you can't stay here."

Fang Yizhi listened carefully, and sure enough, the entire campus was filled with resounding trumpets, and students were rushing towards the houses everywhere.It was dark, and several large rooms were brightly lit.

"This is the trumpet for evening self-study. The students here start from Mao in the morning until Hai in the evening. Except for one hour of exercise, they are studying at other times. There is only half an hour of rest at noon."

Zhu Youjian has strict regulations on the work and rest here, and the work and rest here are completely in accordance with the work and rest of the third class of Hengshui Middle School.

Fang Yizhi was stunned. Although it was said that some scholars worked very hard, there were no groups of people who arranged this way.

"The instillation of basic knowledge needs to be streamlined. Only after passing this level can we enter the stage of personalization." Although Zhu Youjian tried his best to explain, Fang Yizhi still didn't move what he was talking about.

"This row is the basic literacy class. They learn the most basic scales. After learning, they can learn to read independently without the need for teachers to teach them. This process generally takes half a month, and a small number of people only need five days."

Zhu Youjian pointed to the simplest row of classrooms and said: "We simplified the scale of Chinese characters into 26 letters and compiled them into corresponding combinations. Compared with the past, the most commonly used Chinese characters required 26. [-] The learning time of letters is greatly shortened.

At present, the latest dictionary compilation work is underway, but the speed is too slow and there are not enough people.If the dictionary can be compiled, people in the future may only need to learn the basic scales first, and then they can learn all Chinese characters independently. "

If people in the Ming Dynasty wanted to learn a word, they needed a teacher to teach them by hand. If a person lived ten miles away and suddenly saw an unfamiliar word, he had to go to a teacher ten miles away to ask.Therefore, the inheritance of knowledge is almost rigid in this era.

For example, in a certain movie, thousands of miles away is pronounced as Qianli Zhaozhao by the teacher, and students in a class or even a school may pronounce it as Qianli Zhaozhao.