Reborn Little Carpenter

Qi Yue told Qi Youwang that he wanted him to teach the children how to read, and Qi Youwang's brain turned much faster than Qi Yougen.

Qi Youwang said: "You want Wen Hao to learn calligraphy, you can just call him over, and I usually call Yuan Qi and the others, just teach them together."

But what Qi Yue wants is not the present kind of playful teaching at all. A child is the sun at six o'clock in the morning, and it will pass in the blink of an eye, not to mention that Zheng Wenhao is already thirteen.

What Qi Yue envisioned was cultural class in the morning, Zheng Wenhao followed him to learn carpentry in the afternoon, and Qi's children learned martial arts, so that all the children could be gathered together and turned into a family-style private school.

Hearing his words, Qi Youwang finally became serious. He took out a pen and paper from the room, spread it on the table in the main room, and asked Qi Yue to tell him about this 'private school'.

Qi Yue briefly talked about the educational model of his previous life, and Qi Youwang kept memorizing what he said, knowing that what Qi Yue said was almost the same, Qi Youwang stopped writing and said with emotion: "We wasted Too much time."

"It's not too late now," Qi Yue said, "Is Second Uncle willing to be this literate teacher?"

Qi Youwang nodded: "Of course, it's just that the third child is restless, and it may be difficult for him to stay in the village and practice martial arts."

This is the truth, his third uncle has only been back for a long time, and he went out to go shopping just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Qi Yue thought: "Then let someone else teach him first? At the beginning, a few older brothers should be fine."

Qi Youwang said: "They don't have this time, I'll talk to my elder brother later."

This is a reminder to Qi Yue: "The matter of running a private school has to be discussed with Uncle Tang buddies."

"It's natural, let's meet tonight and talk about it."

At night, Qi Youwang had already chosen the address of the private school, because there was no need to discuss the matter of setting up a private school, it must be done, what needed to be discussed was the process of this matter.

That night, Qi Youfeng and Qi Quansheng, Qi Youwang and Qi Quansheng, Qi Yougen and Qi Yue attended the meeting on behalf of the three families.

In fact, Qi Yue also wanted Qi Quanle to help, but just after Qi Quanle came back from Yue's house, he ran into Qi Yuan and Zheng's family. Haven't come back yet.

That's why Qi Youfeng's family came from Qi Quanle, not Qi Quanmin, because since Qi Quanle went back, he left all the business in the shop to Qi Quanle, and ran back by himself.

Qi Yue looked at Qi Niannian looking as if he had let go of a heavy burden, almost humming a song, and decided not to bother Qi Quanle, a busy man, about this matter.

In the Qijia shop in Yitai County, Qi Quanle, who was lighting the lamp to settle accounts, sneezed a lot, squinted his eyes, and flipped through the small books in his heart to see who was thinking about him.

The fact is just as Qi Youwang expected, the other four people are full of support for the private school, Qi Youfeng agreed to teach martial arts, Qi Niannian even said that he would call his eldest son Qi Yuanyang back to help.

Qi Yuanyang is fourteen this year, and he has learned a lot from his father. Needless to say, martial arts, he also knows the characters. He has mentioned it several times when the Qi family brothers went out to do business this time.

But Qi Niannian felt that he was still young and wanted to keep him at home for a few years, so he decided to find something for him to do.

Qi Yue naturally welcomed such an assistant with both civil and military skills, and immediately said that as long as Qi Yuanyang was willing, he would welcome him at any time.

But now there is another problem, because after decades of equal education for men and women, Qi Yue subconsciously thinks that boys and girls should go to class together, but it doesn't work here.

It's not that the so-called women have no talents, nor is it that they don't want the girls in the family to learn calligraphy, but because the Qi family's martial arts cannot be taught to their daughters.

Qi Yue was very puzzled: "Why?"

Qi Yougen sighed, and explained the doubt for him: "Because I promised Master at the beginning."

Qi Yue suddenly didn't know what to say, what else can he say if he doesn't want you to teach his daughter what he has.

No wonder, the more Qi thought about it, no wonder why Qi Yuan was so beaten up and unable to fight back.

After being silent for a while, Qi Yue said: "Let me think about it again." The next day, Qi Yue took Zheng Wenhao to the old house. They didn't have time to take charge of this matter, but since Qi Yue took the lead, he was naturally responsible, and Qi Yue was just standing on the shoulders of giants, taking pictures of cats and dogs.

The yard on the right side of the old house has been used as a wool workshop, and Qi Yue took Zheng Wenhao to tidy up the main room in the yard on the left side. Fortunately, there are not many children in the family, and one room can fit in it.

The second is the necessary blackboard, tables and chairs in the classroom, because the most important chalk paint is impossible to make, so the board is not black, it is a simple log color, and the top is divided into squares one after another, and the words to be taught are written On the top, don't wipe it.

The desk will be the Eight Immortals desk at home first, and then it will be slowly changed to a school desk later. Qi Yuanyang doesn’t need to learn for [-] children including Zheng Wenhao, and Qi Quancheng’s two children are still young. The year-old Qiyuan Qingqiyue also counted him.

Qi Yue squeezed out four Eight Immortals tables in the main room, and when the time comes, three or four of them will be fine at one table.

The classrooms were almost furnished, and Qi Yue still couldn't figure out what to do with the girl, so when he went to the county town to buy pens, inks, papers and inkstones, he went to Qi Quanle to find a way for him.

Instead, Qi Quanle asked him: "When you came, did you go through the front door and the back door?"

Qi Yue didn't understand why he asked, "Qianmen, what's wrong?"

"Oh, are there many people in front?"

Qi Yue thought about it: "It's okay, but most of them are girls."

"They came to see the dolls." Qi Quanle put down his pen and said, "I saw a shop selling cloth dolls a few days ago."

Qi Yue nodded, it's normal for someone to imitate a good doll, but what does it have to do with his question just now, Qi Yue couldn't figure it out, so he asked directly: "Third Brother, what exactly do you want to say?"

Qi Quanle glared at him bitterly: "Those girls are here to learn how to make dolls, what do you think I want to say?"

Qi Yue asked tentatively: "You mean to let Ling'er and the others learn how to make dolls?"

Qi Quanle glanced at him, picked up the pen again, and said nothing.

Qi Yue digested it by himself, and felt that it was indeed a solution: "Then who will teach it?"

Qi Quanle sneered: "Just go back and ask your sister-in-laws to teach you. Ask me what to do?"

Qi Yue touched his nose in embarrassment, when facing Qi Quanle, he always subconsciously threw all the problems to him, and his mind stopped turning.

Qi Quanle continued: "I asked Quancheng to buy the pen and ink. You don't know how much it will cost you. Also, remember to keep an account of the private school's expenses. Since it is everyone's business, I didn't ask you to pay for it alone. The reason for money."

Qi Yue nodded.

"By the way, the Sun family came again yesterday. I said that I can't be your master. Let them go directly to the village to find you. It's probably only a few days away. You have a plan in mind."

Qi Yue was a little surprised, but if Master Sun really finds him, then he will agree, and the hard-working people run so much and lie down.

Qi Quanle knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression: "At that time, pay attention to this point, don't do anything that lowers your status, and waste the momentum I created for you earlier."

Qi Yue was still confused about his identity, at most he was a craftsman who knew how to craft, but when he heard the word "motivation", he suddenly became enlightened.

It's just packaging, I didn't expect my potential to be a star, Qi Yue imagined that after he became famous, he would become a millionaire, and everyone would be empty-handed, he laughed twice.

Qi Quanle raised his head when he heard the voice, his face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Put down your idiot!"

Qi Yue immediately corrected his expression, looking serious.

"Okay," Qi Quanle wondered if there were too many things to do, and he was extra irritable today: "If you have nothing to do, get out."

Qi Yue turned around and left neatly, patted his forehead as soon as he went out, and muttered to himself: "You're so stupid."

Qi Yue wandered around the city for a while, guessing that Qi Quancheng had almost finished buying things, and went back to the shop. When he came back, the things were already on the desk in the account room. Qi Quancheng and Qi Quanle were sitting in front of the table and talking wearing something.

"I'm back," Qi Quanle saw him pointing to the stool beside him and said, "Sit down for a while, and you can take it back with me when I finish the previous tent."

Then he turned his head and asked Qi Quancheng: "How much paper did you buy?"

"Twenty cuts."

Qi Quanle wrote on the paper: "Where's the silver?"

"38 taels."

Qi Yue took a deep breath: "Some tree barks are so expensive?!"

Qi Quanle squinted at him: "What did you say?"

When it's over, Qi Yue touched his nose and said awkwardly: "Then what, I just sigh, you guys continue, hehe."

Qi Quanle did not let him go so easily: "You just said bark?"

"Ah, yes, yes." Qi Yue stared at him blankly, what happened to the bark?

Qi Quanle's eyes returned to normal, and he said calmly: "As far as I know, the world's artificial paper is made of the leftover fluff, which has nothing to do with the bark you mentioned."

Qi Yue's heart skipped a beat.

Qi Quanle looked at him: "You said tree bark can be used to make paper?" Although it was a question, the tone was very affirmative.

Cold sweat dripped down Qi Yue's forehead, and he said tremblingly, "I just listened, heard."

"Why are you nervous? I can still eat you." Qi Quanle moved the ledger aside, took out a piece of white paper, put it in front of him, and dipped his pen in ink: "Tell me, how to make paper from tree bark?"

Qi Yue saw that he didn't seem to want to find out where he knew it. He let go of the big stone in his heart and thought about it carefully. Clean, soak in gray water..."

"What is gray water?"

"Lime water, water soaked with quicklime." Qi Yue suddenly thought that if there was quicklime, he might be able to make chalk: "Is there any quicklime here? It's the kind of white powder that will heat up when put in water. "

Qi Quanle wrote down what he said: "Look for it later, and then?"

Qi Yue said: "Then put it in the pot and boil it for a while, then you can pulp and make paper, that's all I remember."

Qi Quanle looked over the things he remembered, and was very dissatisfied: "They are all empty things. What kind of materials are used, what degree of cooking, and how to beat them have to be tried again."

Qi Yue immediately raised his hand to refuse: "I still have woodwork to do, so I don't have time."

Qi Quanle glanced at him, and Qi Yue tightly pursed his lips, resolutely not letting go.

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