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Chapter 632 Fang Xue¡¯s disciples were horrified and frightened

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    Yang Tiantian is sixteen years old this year. His parents are at home, and he also has a lovely younger sister.

    "Tiantian, daddy is going to the field today, you can study at home, or go to Mr. Li's place for a lesson."

    Yang Dahan said with a smile. Seeing that the three books were well protected, he said, "Last time, my father bought those two books in the bookstore and gave me ten more copper coins. Fortunately, the boss was kind-hearted, so Tiantian  Ah, you should study hard, and next time Uncle Xinghe publishes a book, dad will buy it for you."

    Yang Tiantian looked at his father's dark face and felt sad. He stood up and said, "Dad, I want to find something to do."

    Yang Da said in astonishment: "What, you don't want to learn anymore?"

    Yang Tiantian raised his eyebrows and said: "Dad, Uncle Xinghe said that knowledge and action should be integrated. If a child just learns but does not do it, he is a nerd and is of no use to the country or the family."

    "As he said this, Yang Tiantian opened the second volume of mathematics. On it was a line of large characters written by Fang Xing: Unity of knowledge and action.

    Yang Dahan smiled and said, "Okay, dad doesn't understand this, but what Xing Hebo said must be right. Just go and don't worry about family matters."

    After Yang Da went out, a little girl of eight or nine years old came over quietly: "Brother, what are you teaching me today?"

    Women studying, especially in rural areas, is a bit scary to mention.

    Yang Tiantian pulled his sister over and said, "Huahua, you know a lot of Chinese characters. Big brother will teach you some simple mathematics."

    The next day, Yang Tiantian entered Jinling City carrying a baggage.

    This is not the first time for Yang Tiantian to enter Jinling City. He had followed his father Yang Da to Jinling City to sell mountain goods during the previous Chinese New Year, so he was not a stranger.

    He entered the city through Jubao Gate. Before entering the city, he took a look at Jubao Mountain and felt itchy in his heart.  But thinking that he was the only male in the family, he sighed with regret.

    At noon, Yang Tiantian sat down in front of a closed shop, then took out a rice ball and ate it with water.

    After a simple lunch, Yang Tiantian walked along the street and asked questions one by one.

    "Shopkeeper, do you want a cashier?"

    "don't want!"

    "Shopkeeper, do you want a cashier?"

    "don't want¡­¡­"

    ""

    More than an hour later, Yang Tiantian found nothing. He stood outside the door of First Fresh, looking confusedly at Fang Shiyi inside, who was skillfully calculating.

    Fang Shiyi finished calculating the accounts and put the account books away with satisfaction, preparing to take them to Zhang Shuhui for inspection today.

    "Are the guests here for dinner?"

    The guy saw Yang Tiantian at the door and asked with a smile.

    Yang Tiantian shook his head and said in a panic: "This kid has no money, he's just looking for work."

    Fang Shiyi was squeezing his tiger's mouth. Hearing this, he came over and said, "Little brother, are you looking for work? But First Fresh's manpower is enough, why don't you go and look elsewhere."

    Yang Tiantian nodded frustratedly and was about to go out. Fang Shiyi saw the pitiful child and asked, "What kind of job are you looking for?"

    Yang Tiantian scratched his head and said: "Brother, I have learned mathematics from Uncle Xinghe. Anyone in the village who wants to settle accounts or write letters can ask me to go."

    "Oh! That's quite a bit of talent."

    Fang Shiyi smiled and said: "In that case, I remember that Yan's pharmacy needs a counting room. You can give it a try and turn right in front."

    "Thank you, brother."

    Yang Tiantian was overjoyed when he heard this and quickly thanked him.

    Fang Shiyi estimates that this kid doesn¡¯t know who the boss of First Fresh is, but since he is a disciple of Fang Xue, he must give some advice.

    "Since you have taught yourself alchemy, you should know that learning alchemy does not necessarily mean working as an accountant, but that you have to draw inferences from one example. Can't people who have studied mathematics do other things? For example, become a mathematician yourself  Isn¡¯t it easier to make money from small businesses than others?¡±

    Fang Xue¡¯s textbooks contain many vivid and practical exercises. After you learn and master them, you will be able to do things much easier than others, and you can also analyze them.

    Yang Tiantian said gratefully: "I know, I just want to find a job that can use my studies, and then I can combine knowledge and action like Xing and Bo said. As for the future, I will definitely plan slowly."

    ¡°He¡¯s a nice boy!¡±

    When Fang Shiyi sent the account book back in the afternoon, he mentioned this matter to Fang Jing.

    Before Fang Xing spoke, Jie Jin was horrified: "Dehua, did you foresee this scene a long time ago?"

    There is no way to solve the problem??Surprised, if this continues, will it happen again in the future?

    After Fang Shiyi left, Jie Jin closed the study door, turned around and asked seriously, 'Dehua, what do you want to do?"

    Fang Xing said in surprise: "Mr. Xie, I didn't do anything!"

    "What didn't you do?"

    Xie Jin sneered: "I said why are you willing to give money to sell books? It turns out you have a big plan!"

    Fang Xing said innocently: "Mr. Xie, I don't have that many plans. I just want the people of Ming Dynasty to learn something, at least not to be blind. How can I have such a big plan?"

    Xie Jin's eyes were a little more cautious: "After all, there are only a few people in the Ming Dynasty who can read, but you have found a new way and started from poor families. Use cheap prices to compete with Confucianism for children, and use practicality to seduce those poor children. If I give you ten years  Confucianism is in danger!"

    Fang Xing glanced outside the door and then said, "Mr. Xie, do you think this is a good thing or a bad thing?"

    Jie Jin was surprised, he thought Fang Xing would not admit it.

    "It's a mixture of good and bad. Your philosophy is based on practicality and the study of all things as its direction, while Confucianism"

    Xie Jin smiled bitterly and said: "Confucianism only seeks the mind, how is this different from Buddhism!"

    Xie Jin started swearing, and Fang Xing couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Xie, what was useful a thousand years ago? It was just farming and blacksmithing, plus some handicrafts. Of course, Sage Kong didn't like it, so he established a system from a high position.  , but this system is too metaphysical and not grounded!¡±

    "Down to earth?"

    Xie Jin was confused, so Fang Xing explained: "You just don't connect with the people. Didn't you say that knowledge is what people use every day?"

    "Yes, I am confused."

    Xie Jin said dejectedly: "You deliberately exposed that Qilin, right? The whole purpose is just to dedicate the Kunlun Collection to His Majesty, and then let Your Majesty know how big overseas is and how many resources there are."

    Fang Xing did not answer directly: "If the Ming Dynasty wants to establish overseas territories, it must build stronger ships, otherwise a storm will cause heavy losses to the fleet. It must also build more powerful firearms, so that it can compete with those  Overseas foreign races compete, otherwise those white people will use muskets to sweep the Ming Dynasty's swords and guns into the garbage heap of history!"

    Xie Jin sighed: "Do you think you don't have enough time, so you start paying attention to His Majesty?"

    Fang Xing shook his head and nodded: "My grandson is very good, but"

    "But you can't hibernate forever. You don't have the patience to hibernate, right?"

    Xie Jin stared at Fang Xing with bright eyes. He felt that this guy was restless.  Without him, the Ming Dynasty would probably have returned to peace like the previous Song Dynasty, and then waited until the country's power declined, and the foreigners used sabers to harvest heads and wealth.

    Fang Xing said awkwardly: "Mr. Xie, I'm just tinkering. If it remains the same, I'm worried that by the time my grandson comes up, something will already be deeply ingrained."

    Xie Jin asked: "Are you worried that the grandson will not be able to control the civil servants and generals? Then your alchemy will become the target of public criticism, and everyone will attack him!"

    A fallen leaf floated in from outside the door, yellow and lifeless, Fang Xing said lightly: "Yes!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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