“Bang, bang, bang…”
Early in the morning, a sound was heard from the bamboo forest not too far away from the Qingque tribe.
These are some people from the tribe cutting bamboo here.
Things like bamboo, once they have established roots in one place, they reproduce very quickly.
Many bamboos can grow on a bamboo whip.
After nearly ten years of growth, the bamboo forest in the Qingque tribe has completely flourished.
Not only did it completely cover the previous earth hill, but it also extended a lot to the surrounding area.
If Han Cheng hadn't had people dig down a little at the edge and then simply built a stone wall using lime and stones, these guys would have spread to the nearby farmland.
The panda Tuan Tuan, its mother, and two other panda cubs, who were originally lying lazily in the bamboo forest and playing on a wooden frame specially built by Han Cheng, immediately perked up after hearing the sound and seeing the actions of Han Cheng and his companions.
It looked clumsy and came down from above, then rolled over with its short legs. Then it hugged several bamboos that Han Cheng had chopped down and refused to let go, acting cute and coquettish in all kinds of ways, and even nudging its head on people's legs.
Just because you can act cute and coquetish, you can do whatever you want?!
Facts have proved that if you know how to act cute, you can do whatever you want. After a short while, a few chubby guys got bamboo from Han Cheng and others, then sat down and started to chew on it.
Bamboo, which is so hard that humans need knives and axes to cut it, is as easy to bite through as tofu under their sharp teeth, just like chewing sugarcane.
Seeing this, Han Chengdu wanted to drive them to gnaw down the bamboos one by one.
Of course, this is impossible. If these guys could be so well-behaved and obedient, they would not come to rob the bamboo that we had cut down when they could easily gnaw down a bamboo.
After showing some contempt for those bear cubs who were greedy and afraid of working, Han Cheng and Shitou and his men continued to cut bamboo.
From morning till breakfast, I finally finished cutting down six bundles.
After all their busy work, nearly two hundred bamboos were cut down, tied into bundles, and carried away.
This action made those guys wearing sunglasses feel very sad.
As soon as he saw that the bundles of delicious food were about to be carried away, he immediately refused to do it. He grabbed the legs of Shi Tou and others with his front paws, then sat down on the ground and started to act like a spoiled child.
If Little Pea had not heard his father's call and ran over, Han Cheng and his friends would have needed some more time to get rid of these hooligans wearing sunglasses.
A pond was dug out downstream of the small river in Qingque tribe, not too far from the hemp pond.
It is not as big as the hemp pond, but it is not too small either.
It is not yet time for the hemp in the tribe to mature, and this newly dug pond is certainly not used for retting hemp.
Under Han Cheng's command, several bundles of bamboo that had just been cut down were put into the pond one by one.
And just like retting flax, large stones are used to press it down to prevent it from floating.
However, unlike when retting hemp, the pool used to soak bamboo is not connected as a whole, but is divided into several smaller pools, and the water in them does not connect to each other.
And a bundle of bamboo is soaked in each small pond.
"Bring me another three tons of lime."
After seeing that everyone had finished it, Han Cheng gave orders again.
That's right, what Han Cheng and his people are doing now is making paper.
The papermaking technique had been discovered several years ago, and the tribe was already able to make paper.
However, the material used is made of thin inner fibers of tree bark and other things, and the color is a bit yellow.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that it is too soft. It is okay to write on it, but it is not as good as the paper specially used for writing in later generations.
Also, if the ink is too thick or the handwriting is too obvious, you cannot write on both sides.
Han Cheng had long wanted to make a change, but he didn't know much about papermaking. Previously, instructing Shi Tou to make such paper had almost drained away all his knowledge about paper.
But the time he spent compiling and copying textbooks once again made him want to improve the paper.
While he was thinking hard, a flash of inspiration suddenly came to him and he actually thought of some new things about papermaking.
This seemed to be something he had seen in an online novel before he traveled through time.
When he saw it at that time, he didn't pay too much attention to it. He just glanced at it and it passed by. It didn't leave a deep impression.
If I hadn't been thinking about improving the papermaking technology during this period, this memory might not have come out.
Moreover, even if I recall it, it is very vague.
The idea of using bamboo as the raw material for papermaking and soaking it was something I got from that vague memory.
As for why lime was added to it, Han Cheng was not quite sure. He didn't know whether it was to accelerate the decay of the bamboo or to bleach it.
Not only is it that I can't remember the function very clearly, I'm not even sure whether the lime was added when the bamboo was first fermented, or added after a period of time, or whether it was added after the bamboo was almost fermented.
But this did not prevent Han Cheng from directing people to do so.
Who cares!
Anyway, the general direction has been determined. All that remains is to make a few more attempts and record and summarize the process and results of each experiment, and you will be able to figure it out slowly.
At this time, the people in the tribe also came over carrying three pieces of lime according to Han Cheng's request.
"Sprinkle two scoops of lime evenly into this pit, and pour one scoop of lime evenly into this pit."
Han Cheng pointed to the two small pools closest to the shore and gave instructions to the people who were carrying lime.
The two men followed Han Cheng's instructions and soon they held the handle of the hoe with one hand and lifted the edge of the hoe with the other hand, and poured the water evenly into the two small pools.
These limes have not been soaked in water, so after entering the water, they easily release heat, not only hot steam but also some bubbles.
He had already obtained the stone handed down by Han Cheng long before. Without Han Cheng's reminder, he consciously took a pen and recorded these things, and also recorded the time.
As for the remaining four small pools, Han Cheng did not let anyone pour lime into them.
Instead, they wanted to wait until a period of time had passed and the soaked bamboo began to rot, and then pour lime into two of the pools.
It's just like today, one poured more and the other poured less.
As for the remaining two pools, wait until the bamboo is completely rotten before pouring lime into them.
After doing this, and then comparing the final product, it will be easier to tell when it is appropriate to add lime.
After doing all this, Han Cheng instructed Shitou and others not to let the water in the several pools mix together, and not to let the water here flow into the stream.
This is not just a concern that mixing the water from several pools will affect the results of the experiment, but more importantly, the water used for fermenting things is very "strong" and can cause serious water pollution, especially water with lime added.
This is something that can poison fish to death.
Han Cheng had experienced a similar thing before. A family in the village bought several carts of lime to build a house, and then soaked it in water in a pit.
The pit for soaking lime is close to a drainage ditch.
It didn't cause any trouble on normal days, but it became a problem after a heavy rain in the summer. The pit where the lime was soaked was directly connected to the drainage ditch, and the water and some lime in it were washed into the stream.
Then the fish and shrimp in the stream suffered and many were poisoned to death.
After the water receded, Han Cheng and some of the children in the village often picked up fish along the stream...
People in the tribe, including Shitou, naturally kept Han Cheng's instructions in mind.
After finishing these tasks, Han Cheng and his group left here one after another and started to get busy with their own things.
After a period of growth, the first batch of millet planted in the tribe has humbly lowered its head, and it will not take too long to harvest.
People in the tribe also need to prepare for this year's autumn harvest.
At the same time, we also need to prepare for Han Cheng and his team to go south...
"Once upon a time, there was a little donkey who lived with his mother by a river. One day, the mother called the little donkey to her side and said, 'Little donkey, you have grown up and can eat grass by yourself. Today, go to the grass on the other side of the river to eat grass... Little donkey! Little donkey! Don't go down! The river is very deep..."
Inside the large blue brick and tile house, Shitou stood on the podium, holding a Chinese textbook wrapped in linen, and read the story of "The Little Donkey Crossing the River" to the children of the tribe sitting there.
After a period of production, the first batch of Chinese textbooks of the Qingque tribe has come out, with a total of thirty-one books.
One of them was used as a textbook by teachers, and the others were distributed to children in the Qingque tribe who needed to go to school.
There are currently more than 900 minors in the Qingque tribe, including slaves and citizens. Even if those minors who are too young to go to school are excluded, the large blue brick and tile house is still full of people, almost 500 people.
There were so many people, but only thirty books. This was certainly not enough for everyone to share. It took nearly twenty people to get one book.
But there is no other way. Time and technology are limited, and it is difficult to copy them one by one, so I can only make do with it for now.
After a while, there will be more and more textbooks.
However, although there are very few textbooks, the children in the tribe are very curious and excited.
In the past, they had never thought that one day they would be able to use such things to study. They had never thought that the things that the Son of God and his companions had taught them could be summarized together and written into a book called "book" by the Son of God.
Moreover, this book is so exquisite that it is not only bound with leather rope, but also carefully wrapped with precious linen on the outermost layer.
Almost as soon as the children in the tribe saw these books for the first time and knew what they were used for, they fell in love with them.
The child who was given the book and was responsible for holding the book in his hands for people around him to see would first run outside, put soap on his hands, and wash them carefully until his hands turned red. Then he would run back, hold the beautiful book in his hands, and carefully open it.
It's like holding a fragile rare treasure.
Minors who usually seem clumsy become extra careful and patient at this time.
After opening this beautiful book, some minors who are more literate are immediately attracted by the content inside.
It contains not only the familiar stories such as "The Tadpole Looking for Its Mother" and "The Monkey Catches the Moon", but also many new stories that they have never heard of.
They were reluctant to take their eyes off these wonderful stories, let alone close the books in their hands.
Han Cheng, who was also sitting in the Qingque tiled house, looked at the children holding their textbooks as if they had found a treasure, and couldn't help but sniffing.
I remember when I was in preschool and received my first book that smelled of ink, my reaction was not as great as those of the children in the tribe, but I was also filled with joy and excitement. I was reluctant to dirty it and really wanted to know what was written on it.
Of course, later on, we couldn’t mention things like tearing off some book paper to make paper airplanes or fold corners.
I just don’t know if these children in the tribe will be like when I was a child.
Thinking about the good things he had done in the past, Han Dashenzi quickly decided to break the legs of anyone who dared to tear up the book.
Who says that if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked?
Moreover, as long as he doesn't tell it himself, no one in the tribe will know about this glorious history.
In the eyes of everyone in the tribe, he will still maintain an extremely majestic image.
Although there were many people in the large blue brick and tile house, it was surprisingly quiet. Only the sound of the stone echoed from the person standing on the podium, holding the textbook in both hands and reading to the crowd.
The rest of the people were listening attentively to Shi Tou's reading. They were completely attracted by the wonderful story of "The Donkey Crossing the River" and immersed in this new and extremely attractive story.
Not only the children in the tribe, but also some adults in the tribe like Han Cheng, who were listening in the classroom or at the door and window of the classroom, were all listening very carefully.
Han Cheng looked at everyone's reactions and was fully satisfied.
This shows that my adaptation of this text was very successful.
After a while, Shitou finished reading the text. He moved the textbook to his left hand, took out a piece of chalk from the bamboo chalk box, turned around, and wrote the words "The Little Donkey Crossing the River" on the middle of the highest point of the blackboard behind him.
Write "一," below, and start writing the new words that have been summarized.
This blackboard was made by Labo and his friends using wooden boards. After smoothing the surface with a planer, they brushed it with ink several times.
As for chalk, it is made by soaking lime in water, putting it into a round mold, and then drying it.
Although it is not as convenient as the blackboard and chalk of later generations, it can still be used as a makeshift tool. At least it is much better than the sand table.
Not only are the words written on the sand table not clear enough, but most importantly, it cannot be stood up and only a few people around it can see it.
Unlike a blackboard hanging on the wall, the words written on it can be seen by everyone in the room.
Moreover, the blackboard is large enough to write a lot of things at one time.
It's not just the big blackboard hanging on the wall. Now basically every child in the tribe has a small double-sided blackboard on which they can write clearly.
You can also raise the small blackboard in your hand as required by the teacher so that the teacher standing on the podium can check whether what you write is correct.
The blackboard stained with ink will stain your hands at first, but after writing on it a few times with chalk, it will gradually get better.
As the stone wrote, the room suddenly fell into silence.
After Shitou wrote two words, he realized that this was not a good idea. He quickly found a way to deal with it from the training that the Son of God had given him before class.
He paused writing, quickly scanned the room, then called out an older minor who already knew and could write many words, and asked him to stand up and read "The Donkey Crossing the River" to everyone so that these people could become more familiar with the text.
And he continued to write new words on the blackboard amid the child's stuttering voice...
Han Cheng sat there, saying nothing, quietly watching what was happening in the classroom, just like a teacher who was listening to the lectures organized by the school.
After the unique class, the children in the tribe seemed extremely excited.
Many people seemed reluctant to leave.
Many people even pestered those who were more literate and asked them to read the rest of the story.
Not only the children, but also Shi Tou, who was being taught using this method for the first time, seemed excited.
After the teaching, he came to Han Cheng and humbly asked Han Cheng, the Son of God, for advice.
Han Cheng, based on his own experience of having been taught for more than ten years, made some comments on Shi Tou's performance in class.
First, I gave an overall praise for Shi Tou's teaching.
Then we find out specific areas where students perform well and praise them.
After Shitou was extremely happy to listen to the talk, he began to point out some shortcomings and give some suggestions for improvement.
"You can't just listen to me all the time. You have to think about this matter yourself and think about it more. Find out what you are lacking in teaching and what needs improvement.
Come up with your own ideas and make improvements.
It depends more on the actual situation of the tribe..."
After commenting on the stone, Han Cheng said this to the stone with a smile.
He told the truth.
Teaching seems very simple and requires only moving your mouth, but in fact it is a very challenging task. There are many aspects that require people to pay attention to and explore.
Different people have different teaching styles.
For this matter, he can only give some general advice. As for the rest, Shitou needs to explore and improve based on the actual situation of the children in the tribe and his own situation.
Shitou nodded vigorously, then took the textbook to the next office to reflect.
This is the most formal class ever held in the Qingque tribe.
Overall, it was quite successful, but there are still many things that need attention.
The biggest problem is that the children who go to school together are of different ages and levels.
Things like speaking and writing have always been taught in the tribe, but not in the systematic and formal way that they are now.
But there are also many people who have learned a lot through the previous extensive methods.
Nowadays, when so many children are gathered together to be taught at once, problems arise immediately.
Some people can basically read the text, but some children can't even recognize a few words.
In addition to this, another big problem is that there are too many children in the same class and one teacher cannot take care of them all.
Even if the children in the tribe are all obedient, it won’t work.
Han Cheng was not unfamiliar with the solution to this problem and could easily come up with it. That was to teach these children in different grades and classes according to their respective levels.
In this way, these problems can be solved perfectly.
But if we do this, new problems will arise.
After dividing classes and grades, more teachers are needed to teach.
Those who have teaching experience in the tribe include Han Cheng and Shitou, who once taught people in the tribe to speak Mandarin and write Chinese characters, Yuan, who is very talented in mathematics, and two other people.
It was impossible for Han Cheng to stay in the tribe to teach. He needed to take people to Jinguan City to rebuild the second branch tribe.
Moreover, time is becoming more urgent now.
Now, the earliest batch of millet planted in the tribe will be harvested in a few days.
Although rice is different from millet, it is basically harvested in autumn unless it is too far south.
Moreover, Jinguan City is further south, and with the Qinling Mountains blocking the way, the temperature can be two or three degrees higher at the same latitude. I'm afraid that the rice there will mature earlier.
If we go too late, a lot of rice will probably be eaten by various birds...
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