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Chapter 244 Giving Books

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    As soon as you enter the door, you see a pair of antlers, a homemade long bow, a pot of arrows, and a long knife hanging next to it.

    ¡°Brother is so good at martial arts!¡±

    Fang Xing said with envy when he saw the piece of bearskin.  Then he smiled at the boy who followed him and said, "Your boy looks very energetic!"

    The man waved the boy, who was drooling and eating candy, to come over and said with a smile: "My boy also wants to send him to study, but there is no county school or teacher nearby, so he has to learn hunting from me."

    Looking at the regret on the man¡¯s face, Fang Xing remembered the solidification of class. In addition to monopolizing the channels for advancement, it was the imbalance of educational resources.

    "My younger brother, Fang Xing, is named Dehua. What is your eldest brother's surname?"

    Fang Xing chatted with the man about family matters.

    The man smiled heartily and said: "My name is Yuan Da, I don't have any words like you scholars."

    Fang Xing saw that the baby's eyes were very smart, so he said regretfully: "Brother Yuan, your son looks very smart, what a pity!"

    "Who says it's not!"

    Yuan Da said depressedly.

    Fang Xing's heart moved and he asked, "Brother Yuan, is there anyone in the village who can read?"

    Yuan Da said: "Yes, there is. That person went out to work as an accountant, but he just doesn't know how to make a fuss."

    Article!

    Fang Xing made an excuse to go to the toilet, and then disappeared for a moment in the toilet, then reappeared immediately.  Even if you were specifically staring at him, you would probably think you were dazzled.

    After coming out, Fang Xing took out a few books from his arms and handed them to Yuan Da. He said with a smile: "My little brother is not good at school, but he has shamelessly written a few books. If brother Yuan doesn't dislike it, he can let the literacy teacher  teach."

    Yuan Da took the book and after flipping through it a few times, he felt that he didn¡¯t understand all the words and symbols, so he asked Fang Xing to sit down, but he ran out.

    After the others left, Fang Xing waved to the boy and said, "What's your name?"

    The boy reluctantly bit into pieces the last bit of candy, and then replied: "My name is Yuan Chong."

    Fang Xing then asked a few more questions, but Yuan Chong behaved very cleverly.

    Damn it!  If this kind of boy were in those big families, he would have been dubbed "Qilin'er" or something like that.  But because he was in this desolate place, if nothing unexpected happened, Yuan Chong could only be a hunter in his life.

    Fang Xing was sighing with emotion when he heard the sound of footsteps, and then he saw Yuan Da rushing in with a tall and thin man.

    "Xiao Fang, this is the literate guy in our village, his name is Jiang Ming. He used to work as an accountant in the city."

    Fang Xing stood up, cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Jiang, student Fang Xing, whose pseudonym is Dehua."

    When Jiang Ming heard the student¡¯s title, he hurriedly raised his hands and said, ¡°Mr. Fang is so polite, I don¡¯t dare to call you sir.¡±

    Anyone who can call himself a student must have a great reputation. Jiang Ming did not dare to let Fang Xing call him sir.

    Fang Xing smiled and said, "You are a senior. If you change your title, wouldn't I have to call you uncle?"

    These words caused the two of them to laugh, and then Jiang Ming raised the first volume of mathematics in his hand with his eyes wide open, and asked: "Mr. Fang, may I ask if you wrote this book yourself?"

    As a former accountant and now a ¡®financial consultant¡¯ in the village, Jiang Ming was immediately shocked when he saw this mathematics book.  But when he saw that Fang Xing was just a young man, he felt a little worried that he was a liar.

    Fang Xing smiled and said: "This mathematics book is just superficial stuff. The second volume is still being written and will be printed in Jinling in the future."

    Jiang Ming immediately asked Fang Xing for advice on what he didn¡¯t understand. It was considered a test, and Fang Xing easily cleared up his doubts.

    "Mr. Fang is indeed a great scholar. This book on mathematics can leave his name in history!"

    Jiang Ming sighed in admiration, and then said to Yuan Da: "Mr. Fang is much better than those gentlemen from the county school. Hurry and prepare some game."

    Yuan Da responded and hurried to the back.

    Jiang Ming sighed: "Our Jiming Village is too far away from the town, and the children in the village are illiterate. Only today did I know that they can also learn by themselves."

    The good thing about the textbooks compiled by Fang Xing is that as long as you are literate, you can learn by yourself, unlike those books written by great Confucian scholars who can only make others look confused.

    "Master."

    At this time, a rush of footsteps came, and it was Xin Laoqi who arrived.

    Because he was worried that something might happen to Fang Xing here, Xin Laoqi came first with a few servants, and the sergeants behind him drove the car slowly.Just walk.

    He felt relieved when he saw that Fang Xing and Jiang Ming were chatting happily, but Yuan Da, who had left a deep impression on Xin Laoqi, was not there.

    Fang Xing stood up and said, "Old Seven, bring out some money." Then he smiled at Jiang Ming and said, "Our army set out from Beiping Mansion. It is not easy to supply supplies on the way. I would like to ask Mr. Jiang to preside over and let us buy some meat to make rice."  .¡±

    Jiang Ming bowed and said, "Mr. Fang has betrayed me. Let's go now."

    "Xiao FangOh Mr. Fang, do you think this dried venison would be good to eat after being steamed?"

    At this time, Yuan Da came out with half a piece of venison, and his attitude was very respectful, which surprised Xin Laoqi.

    What's going on here?  It's only been a while, but why have these people changed their faces?

    Fang Xing looked at the venison breast, took out a bunch of money, and said with a smile: "This is a good thing. Since Brother Fang is willing to part with it, I will accept it."

    Yuan Da waved his hand and said: "You have given me those books, how can I still collect your money?"

    After the two pushed back and forth for a while, seeing Yuan Da's firm attitude, Fang Xing agreed with a smile, and then went out again.

    When he came back, the big white horse was holding several bags of things on its back.

    "Old Seven, come and help."

    When Xin Laoqi heard the sound, he and Yuan Da came out, and the two of them easily unloaded the two big bags.

    "It's about a hundred or ten pounds, right?"

    Yuan Da touched it and felt that there were some earthy things inside.

    Fang Xing smiled and said: "The army has brought a lot of salt. Anyway, it can be replenished at the front, so I'll just leave it here."

    Yuan Da opened the bag and took a look, then tasted it. Sure enough, it was salt, and it was still fine salt.

    Tsk!

    Fang Xing has already said what he said before. Yuan Da rubbed his hands and said, "Take it. I feel it's too shameful, so don't accept it. I don't know what to say."

    Fang Xing took the dried venison and said, "Brother Yuan, don't worry. There is no shortage of this in the Eastern and Western armies. I will go back right away."

    Rejecting Yuan Da and Jiang Ming¡¯s attempts to stay, Fang Xing led his people and pulled several carts of game back.

    After Fang Xing left, Jiang Mingcai sighed: "Our village can take advantage of Mr. Fang this time!"

    "With these books, the children in the village"

    There was a faint smoke from the cooking pots at the foot of Jiming Mountain. Fang Xing stood below, looking at the scenery above, smelling the aroma of meat coming from his nose, and he felt a little hungry without realizing it.

    After returning to the tent, it didn¡¯t take long for the meal to be ready.

    "Master, this is your meal."

    When Fang Xing saw the large pieces of stewed meat in the wooden bowl, he frowned and said, "I've been a vegetarian recently, so you guys should divide it up."

    "oh!"

    Xin Laoqi really thought that Fang Xing was going to fast, and muttered that the young master was praying for the future of the entire army.

    After everyone left, Fang Xing closed the tent, then took out a bucket of spicy beef noodles and poured in boiling water from the charcoal stove.

    ¡°I¡¯ve been feeling a bit weird in my mouth lately, so let¡¯s try a different taste first.¡±

    Late at night, the roosters were silent under the mountain, until the subtle sound of horse hooves came from the distance.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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