Datang broom star

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Chapter 305 Are You The Rhythm To Become A Saint?

"...Statistics cover all aspects of the national economy and people's livelihood. Due to the current shortage of talents and the fact that the DPRK and China do not attach importance to this matter, a certain person summed up this knowledge in three sentences..."

Just like the general outline of a martial arts secret book, these three sentences must be an outline to guide the essence of this knowledge.

The students concentrate on their pens.

A few teaching assistants outside scratched their heads, afraid that they would not remember.

"Collect data, count data, analyze data."

These three simple sentences are almost deafening to the people of Datang at the moment.

Bah!

The door was pushed open, and Jia Pingan frowned, ready to scold.

"Uncle Wu Yang." Han Wei came in first, and said with piercing eyes, "Is this kind of knowledge unique to me?"

This man was also greedy, and he even thought of leaving this knowledge in mathematics.

"Imperial College's various studies are too much, and almost cut off arithmetic. This kind of knowledge should not be taught to them."

A teaching assistant spoke out for everyone.

Under the suppression of the outside world, a group will either fall apart, or it will form a group and reject the outside world.

Jia Pingan said: "This knowledge is probably unique to mathematics."

It is only meaningful for the students of mathematics, and there is no time to delve into the others.

But Han Wei and the others thought that he was on the side of mathematics, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Sir, students ask for advice..."

The students surrounded Jia Pingan enthusiastically, but he still had to plan for the Qingming Canal, so he was really anxious!

"There is something else."

"gentlemen……"

A group of people surrounded Jia Ping'an to go out to study mathematics. Someone outside saw him and went to look for Xiao Bo.

"Sacrificing wine, Uncle Wu Yang taught something in mathematics, which aroused the excitement of teachers and students."

this……

Xiao Bo was a little itchy, but he was offering a sacrificial wine, so he had to save face.

Si Ye can lose face, right?

He coughed dryly, but Chen Bao didn't respond.

Chen Bao was also very itchy, but as a secretary, he had to keep a straight face and pay attention to the personality, so naturally it was impossible to go.

"That Chen Siye?" Xiao Bo finally couldn't help it anymore, "I'm worried that there is something wrong with the math, you go and have a look."

Old stuff, this is the curve to save the country!

But it's a great idea.

Chen Bao went to math school and got the news.

"What kind of statistics did Jia Pingan teach, saying that the national economy and the people's livelihood are all-encompassing, which can be called the study of managing the world."

Although Xiao Bo is very old, but he has lived and learned, and he was tempted when he heard it.

"The study of world management!" This kind of knowledge is like a peerless secret book, which makes all scholars moved.

The old man was moved.

He looked at Chen Bao, and his heart was clearly moved.

"Where is Uncle Wuyang?"

"It is said to ponder Qingmingqu."

"Old man...Chen Siye, I have something to do, I need to go out for a while."

Chen Baogang wanted to ask for leave, but he didn't expect Xiao Bo to speak up shamelessly first.

He whispered: "Sacrificial wine."

When he spoke, his voice was low and his expression was strange, which made Xiao Bo subconsciously associate him with doing something bad.

"go together."

Xiao Bo pointed at him, and the two laughed.

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Jia Pingan inspected the silted section of Qingming Canal all the way, and Li Yuanying followed along, drawing sketches constantly.

"Be different everywhere, don't make everything look the same."

Li Yuanying nodded, and said confidently: "It's easy, I'll leave it to you tomorrow."

Jia Pingan looked at the mansions built next to the canal, and smiled very honestly.

"Uncle Wuyang!"

Xiao Bo and Chen Bao came.

"Is there something wrong with you two?"

Jia Ping'an specialized in arithmetic, and Xiao Bo and Chen Bao were frightened by the attitude of the Confucian scholars in the Imperial College, and they never dared to meet him face to face.

"Hehe!" Xiao Bo looked at Chen Bao.

The old man who took the blame, I will send you to death!

Chen Bao thought that his son was Jia Ping'an's student, so he didn't feel any embarrassment, "Dare to ask Uncle Wu Yang, is the so-called statistics really a study of the world?"

Jia Pingan couldn't help being happy when he heard this.