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Zhao Cheng saw that they had something to say and had no intention of staying here for a long time, so he left.

Zhao Hanzhang quickly stopped him and said, "Uncle, Hanzhang has one more thing to ask of you."

Zhao Ming glanced at her clearly and gave Zhao Cheng a smug look. What, he was right, she just meant Pei Gong.

Zhao Cheng was already calm. He was not in the mood of Zhao Ming to test back and forth, so he asked directly and coldly: "What's the matter?"

Zhao Hanzhang was also very straightforward with him and pointed out directly, "I would like to ask my uncle to compile two sets of teaching materials for the children in the school, one for literacy and etiquette, and the other for literacy and calculation."

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment when he heard this, "How can I write teaching materials?"

This is not sarcastic, but he truly thinks so.

Only a great scholar is qualified to write teaching materials. What qualifications does a person who cannot even solve the doubts in his mind have to write teaching materials?

Isn’t that misleading?

"Uncle, you are too arrogant to belittle yourself. I don't need you to teach them any profound principles. Simple human nature is enough. They can recognize some words." Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and carefully considered: "I want them to be able to Quickly participate in the construction of the county. As you know, I need people everywhere who can write and count, so..."

Zhao Chengcai's gentle expression suddenly darkened, "What do you mean by education, what do you mean by being a teacher?"

This is the conflict between her and his educational philosophy. Zhao Cheng takes every student seriously, teaches almost everyone as a future scholar, and does his best to let them know the true meaning of the world.

but……

Zhao Hanzhang just wanted them to quickly read and understand addition and subtraction within a thousand, and then put them into use directly.

This is the same as the literacy class in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, but Zhao Cheng wanted to turn the literacy class into a training class leading directly to university. The two had conflicting ideas and were incompatible with each other.

Zhao Hanzhang was kicked out again.

She sighed and led the guards home. Qiu Wu was puzzled, "Girl, he is so stubborn, why do we still use him?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "In the entire Xiping County, apart from people in the county government, there are only children of a few families who are literate, and most of them are from the Zhao family. If I don't use people from the Zhao family, should I use the Song family and the Qian family?"

Although those families were quiet, they did not seek refuge with her. Now it seemed more like waiting and watching to see what step she could take.

And Zhao, although she always dislikes her, has always been helping her and giving her various conveniences.

Nowadays, most of the people who teach and teach in the school are named Zhao. If Zhao Hanzhang did not use Zhao Cheng, all the Zhao children in the school would turn around and leave.

"Moreover, we must learn to listen to different voices and allow different opinions to exist." She said: "What Uncle Cheng said is not wrong, and what I said is not right. I can only say that it is more suitable for the current moment and for me. That’s all.”

Zhao Hanzhang said: "In the long run, Uncle Cheng is still right."

Qiu Wu: "Then why don't you listen to Mr. Cheng?"

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and said, "Didn't I say that what I proposed is more beneficial to me and more suitable for the moment."

"Then Mr. Cheng is disobedient now."

Zhao Hanzhang said: "So those who can work harder, Fu Dalangjun and I can only work a little harder."

I haven't been dictating the "Thousand-Character Classic" much recently. I'll write out the rest silently later, as well as the "Three-Character Classic". As for mathematics, I'll leave it to Fu Tinghan.

Zhao Hanzhang was thinking as he walked away. Qiu Wu saw her walking towards the outside of Wubao. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Girl, you have returned to Wubao. Why don't you go see Madam?"

Just as she finished speaking, Wang's voice sounded from behind, "Sanniang!"

Zhao Hanzhang turned around and saw Mrs. Wang standing behind with aggrieved and sad face.

Zhao Hanzhang slapped his head and then remembered that he hadn't seen Wang for more than half a month.

She immediately trotted forward, "Mom, I was planning to go back and call Tinghan and Erlang back for dinner. Why did you come out? The wind is so strong and the weather is so cold. What should I do if I catch a cold?"

Wang's face immediately improved after being coaxed, "Is Mr. Fu Dalang back too?"

Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "He is still busy at the county government office, but I think he is almost finished at this time. I am about to pick him up."

Mrs. Wang said: "Then you go quickly, I will go back and prepare delicious food for you. What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, as long as it's made by grandma, I like to eat it."

"How can you be so casual?" Wang looked at her face distressedly, "She has lost weight."

Wang made a decision immediately, "Let's eat the mutton. I will send someone to buy the sheep from the seventh uncle's house."

Zhao Hanzhang's eyes brightened, "Mom, I brought a cooker when I went home this time. Let's use the new cooker to make braised lamb chops tonight. Sweet and sour lamb chops are actually delicious too."

Wang thought she was well-informed, but she had never heard of either of the two dishes Zhao Hanzhang ordered. She looked at her quietly, "Where have you ever eaten such dishes?"

"Well, the cook at home can't cook it outside? Just wait until I bring back the new cooking utensils and cook it for you."

When Mrs. Wang heard that she made it, she immediately hesitated, "Otherwise, let's eat the mutton stew. If you don't like the taste, I can have someone roast a leg of lamb for you..." Just don't do it.

Afraid of hurting her daughter, Wang didn't say the last words.

It's not that she looks down on her daughter, it's that her daughter really has no cooking skills, isn't very talented as a female worker, and doesn't like to learn.

She has been studying and practicing martial arts since she was a child. The little person has to worry like a little adult all day long. The family hired a cook to teach them cooking skills, and her cousins ​​all learned very well. , she is the only one who, except for her knife skills, is passable, and other dishes are just messed up.

In the end, even her father-in-law knew about it and personally ordered her not to learn cooking skills, and the matter was over.

Zhao Hanzhang is very confident in her cooking skills. She has no intention of doing it herself, so she can still use her mouth.

She ran back to the county government office, took out the pot she had just put in the kitchen, and handed it to Tinghe who came running, "Pack it up, let's go back to the old house."

Tinghe: "...Didn't you say that this pot is a treasure and should be used diligently?"

Zhao Hanzhang: "I have given my filial piety to my mother-in-law. I will ask Wushan to take a bite later. You go and prepare some spices and bring them with you. I will go find Mr. Fu Dalang."

Fu Tinghan was writing and drawing in the study, and Zhao Hanzhang told him happily, "We are eating braised lamb chops and sweet and sour lamb chops tonight. Is there any stir-fry you particularly want to eat?"

"I can do it. Are you planning on using this pot?"

Zhao Hanzhang lowered his head and glanced at the manuscript paper in front of him, and found that it was a symbol that she could not understand, so he urged: "Forget it, let's go, my mother-in-law is still waiting at home."

Fu Tinghan agreed, put the manuscript paper away and pressed it on the table, got up and went back with Zhao Hanzhang.

The two of them did not wait for Zhao Erlang, but asked someone to call him in the military camp and let him run home.

The two of them just went back with a pot. When they arrived at the old house, the sheep had just been killed.