The problem is that Zhao Zhen originally planned to store this grain for use in the war with Li Yuanhao the year after next. Now he is selling it instead of collecting it. When the war breaks out, won’t the price of grain skyrocket?
Zhao Zhen hesitated slightly, but suddenly thought that Zhao Jun would soon recover, and thought he should have a way, so he said, "Then let's do it."
They also discussed some other political affairs. Now that the currency law and the Jiaozi affairs were settled, it was good for the state affairs and made Zhao Zhen in a good mood. After the morning government affairs were almost dealt with, the group headed towards the back garden.
At this time, Zhao Jun was teaching the children. The teaching time lasted the entire morning. There were two math classes in the morning, with a twenty-minute break in between, and then two other classes.
Sometimes it is Chinese class, sometimes it is science class, and occasionally there are even music and English classes. I can't teach much since I'm blind, so I just memorize some words and teach some knowledge.
I had a nature class today.
"The silkworm's thread is not exhausted until death, the candle's tears do not dry until it turns to ashes. "I just taught you this poem yesterday. I believe you all understand the meaning of "the candle's tears do not dry until it turns to ashes." But the meaning of "the silkworm's thread is not exhausted until death" contains a lot of natural philosophy. Let me explain it."
Zhao Jun fumbled with the wooden board. He had already replaced several boards. Since there was no chalk and blackboard, he could not recycle them by wiping the blackboard, so he could only use wooden boards and charcoal pencils. After class, he would ask Yan Shu to help clean the wooden boards.
But no matter how you clean it, the whole wooden board will turn black over time, so there is no other way but to change it like this.
Fortunately, he used a wooden board to teach, and he didn't write anything. Instead, he just drew numbers like "a few plus a few" and "a few times a few". It was not very complicated to write, so this time he drew several circles on the board.
He pointed to the first small circle and said, "Living things have life cycles or growth cycles. From birth, to adulthood, to old age, and finally death, all follow this pattern. The same is true for living things. The life cycle of a silkworm is very short, only about sixty days."
"After silkworms are laid, they produce many small white spots, which are called silkworm eggs. These eggs grow over a few days and hatch into silkworms. They grow by eating mulberry leaves and produce silk, which becomes the silk fabrics of ancient my country."
"Why do silkworms produce silk? Because mulberry leaves contain a lot of amino acids, and silkworms must excrete silk fluid to detoxify themselves. Secondly, by producing large amounts of silk, they can wrap themselves up and resist attacks from natural enemies. This is a way for them to protect themselves."
"People raise silkworms and continuously collect silk. When the silkworms grow to a certain size, they will form a chrysalis. They stay there without eating or drinking for more than ten days before emerging from the cocoon and becoming a silk moth. They will then give birth to their offspring and die."
"This is the life of a silkworm, from eggs to larvae, to pupa and finally to moth. The silkworm is kept in captivity, dedicating its entire life to spinning silk. It burns itself like a candle to illuminate others."
"The lives of many of us are similar: we're born, learn to speak, go to school, grow up, find a job, work hard to support ourselves and our families, and dedicate ourselves to our families until we die. Life is hard, but as a history major, I understand the challenges of the present because I've witnessed the hardships of the past."
"In ancient society, the feudal ruling class often brutally exploited and oppressed the lower classes. Many ordinary people had no money to go to school after birth, and had to shoulder the burden of their families at a young age, working in the fields and digging wild vegetables in the mountains. Even in good times, they could barely feed themselves."
"If we encounter bad years and famine, we can easily die young. And this is just relying on the weather. If we encounter the landlord class and feudal bureaucrats, they will most likely try to seize the people's land, leaving them with no chance to even find a way to make a living."
Song Dynasty scholar Zhang Yu wrote a poem titled "Silkworm Woman," which reads, "Yesterday I went to the city, and returned with tears on my handkerchief. Those dressed in silk and satin are not silkworm farmers." The poem uses silkworms to metaphorically depict the darkness and cruelty of feudal society, highlighting the exploitation of the people.
"We are now in New China, where the people are the masters of their own destiny. The feudal oppression that once oppressed us is gone. Everyone has the opportunity to study and change their own destiny. You will all be the future successors of socialism. Study hard and achieve success in your future. Never forget the country's education in you."
Zhao Jun finished his speech, his head turning in a circle. His blindfolded eyes seemed to survey the many students as he spoke earnestly, "Teacher's eyes will soon recover. This may be the last time I teach you blindly. I've memorized many of your names, but I still don't know what you look like. I'm looking forward to seeing you in person. What I want to say here is that the country has always been paying attention to your education and your future. I will definitely take responsibility for your future and teach you well. I hope all of you will study hard and live up to the expectations of the country and your teachers. Do you understand?"
"Understood."
The youngest here is seven or eight years old, and the oldest is eleven or twelve. Just because they don't have the experience of later generations, it doesn't mean they are ignorant. They all responded in unison.
"get out of class dismissed!"
Zhao Jun said.
"stand up!"
Squad leader Yaya stood up.
This is the rule that Teacher Zhao taught them. They must stand up every time after class.
Soon the students left school. They said they left, but in fact they were taken away by the old women outside.
Now the back garden has become a playground for children, and Lü Yijian, Yan Shu and others often come here, so the children don't get upset because they haven't seen their family for a long time.
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