I Created Civilization In Ancient Times

Is the snail in front of you really a snail?

Listening to this girl, Li Yan was still like a continuous cannon, as if it would never end, and quickly recited the numbers after 100 one after another. His heart was complicated, and he even thought it was a bit unscientific.

What are you kidding?

If Luo is so smart, how could she be so slow yesterday?

wrong.

Luo this is not memorizing, she clearly has mastered the progressive relationship between numbers, otherwise, she would never be able to memorize so easily, and even while reciting, those pair of eyes kept winking at herself, obviously Are you taking credit for yourself?

"Stop, it's alright.

Li Yan raised his hand to stop Luo from continuing to recite.

The snail was very obedient, and she stopped immediately. Then, he glanced at Li Yan with a smug look, as if to say: How is it, am I bad?

Terrific ghost.

Do you think I don't know, you can recite so much, is there an expert behind you?

14 Li Yan saw the meaning of Luo's small expression, rolled her eyes at the little girl angrily and amused, and then looked at Mo: "Did you teach her?

awesome.

Li Yan was more and more amazed at Mo's talent in science. After only one night of learning, he actually knew how to teach others.

As far as teaching experience is concerned, Li Yan feels that both of his "girly fiancees" are better than him.

However, Luo and Mo really learned from each other as they expected, which made Li Yan see it in his eyes and feel satisfied in his heart.

"Um.""

Hearing Li Yan asking himself, Mo showed an innocent smile on his delicate face, nodded and said, "Luo also taught me how to sew clothes! 35

"that."

Using the simplest words, he explained his current relationship with Luo. After thinking for a while, he looked up into Li Yan's eyes and asked, "Yan, do I want to say those numbers?"

"No need. 35

Li Yan shook his head, gave Mo a "hehe" look, and thought to himself: You can teach this stupid girl so well, how can you not remember?!

With a spit in his heart, Li Yan was about to say, although there is no need to memorize it, today, you have to learn how to write.

In front of him, Mo suddenly said:

"Yan, can you tell us what the numbers are for?"

Her voice settled.

At the same time, Luo and Mo looked at Li Yan together, their eyes filled with doubt and longing.

Doubt is.

They really don't know, what's the use of reciting these numbers?

Desire is.

They desperately want to know, what can numbers do? Li Yan taught them to learn numbers so seriously, then, numbers can't be useless.

instead.

As far as Luo He Mo's understanding of Li Yan is concerned, numbers must play a very important role.

Therefore, at this moment, when I heard Mo asked this question, even Luo, who was not interested in mathematics and just wanted to make Li Yan happy, looked at Li Yan with glaring eyes.

Do numbers do anything?

Li Yan was taken aback for a moment, then his expression became silent.

He didn't expect that Mo would actually ask himself the role of numbers at this time?

After thinking for a while, Li Yan nodded at Mo, followed, he stood up and walked into the storage room.

When Li Yan came out, he was already holding a bunch of potatoes in his hand.

Under the suspicious eyes of the two girls, Li Yan put the potatoes on the table, and there were 17 potatoes in total.

Li Yan met the eyes of the two girls, took out a potato, and said with a light smile at the two girls:

"It's a potato! 99

Li Yan raised the potatoes and put them aside.

Then, he took out the second potato, placed it next to the first one, and pointed to the two potatoes: "These are two potatoes, two, just two..."

Speaking of which, Li Yan seemed to have thought of something, he raised his head, looked into Mo's eyes, and said with a smile, "What you said yesterday is 200, 201... Although it is correct, in fact, it should be said as two hundred, two hundred and one. , two hundred and two!

Hearing Li Yan's words, Mo's eyes became surprised. She thought to herself: It turns out that 200 should be read as two hundred, but why is the second after two hundred read as two?

Also, what about 2000? What about 2200? How should these numbers be pronounced?

All these thoughts were suppressed in his mind, and he was going to ask Li Yan carefully later. Mo raised his head and nodded slightly at Li Yan, indicating that he understood.

Li Yan also nodded, and he continued:

"Here are 3 potatoes. 35

"Here are 4 potatoes.""

"Here are 5 potatoes. 35

As Li Yan kept putting the 17 potatoes together, the snail's expression also showed a hint of surprise, and she finally understood.

The original number is to remember how many potatoes there are?

But Mo's expression, as Li Yan continued to speak, gradually became more solemn.

This trace of solemnity, at a certain moment, turned into a kind of suddenness.

Understood.

At this moment, Mo had a feeling of "Wen Dao" in her heart, and she knew what the numbers were for.

Numbers are more than just keeping track of how many potatoes there are.

It can also record how many tribes there are in the village, how much food each tribe needs to eat, how many mud bricks and mud tiles are needed for an earthen house...

If all these things can be recorded, it can play an incomparably important role in the development of the village in certain aspects.

Even more.

She looked at the snail, and then at herself, thinking, if she recorded the number of days she and the snail became adults, would it be possible to calculate how long it would take for a woman to become an adult after she came to menstruation, without having to carry the recording stone? .

While Mo was thinking about this, Li Yan had already put down all 17 potatoes. He looked at the two girls in front of him, chuckled lightly, and said:

"That's what numbers do? But that's just one of them, there are many more, as you'll find out later.35

Luo and Mo both nodded slightly.

Naturally, they understood that the numbers would not be as simple as recording the number of potatoes.

Seeing that the two girls nodded in understanding, Li Yan stood up, picked up a piece of charcoal placed on the edge of the slate, raised his hand, and wrote a random number "23" on the slate. Xiangluo showed a "joking" smile and said:

"Luo, stand up and tell me, what is this number?

screw:

She was stunned.

Can it still be like this?

At this moment, Luo looked at Li Yan in disbelief. That small expression, if translated into a modern language, would seem to be saying:

Li Yan, are you the devil?

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