early morning.

There are various breakfast stalls in Kyoto, which are full of flowers, and all kinds of fragrances are everywhere.

Jiang Han came out of the Duke of Wei's Mansion and took some breakfast on the side of the road.

Sitting down at a breakfast stall, Jiang Han ordered two steamed buns, a rice dumpling and a bowl of tofu brain.

The people of Daxia prefer to eat sweets.

Tofu brain is sweet, Jiang Han was very satisfied with eating it. Sweet tofu brain is the right way, and salty ones are all heretics!

As for the rice dumplings, they are half salty and half sweet, and they have no flavor and are extremely delicious.

After filling his stomach, Jiang Han began to think about what to teach today's course. You can't teach them to drive, right?

Or teach them physics and chemistry?

Will I be treated as a heresy?

At this moment, an old voice sounded: "Shopkeeper, two steamed buns, and a bowl of soy milk."

Jiang Han looked up and saw an old man coming over with a basket of charcoal on his back, followed by two dark-faced men.

The group of people were torn clothes and their bodies were trembling slightly due to the cold, but they could not hide their joy on their faces.

In this era, there was no heating or air conditioning. People generally used charcoal to keep heating. The price of charcoal was often not low, so some charcoal workers who made a living by chopping wood and burning charcoal appeared.

These people usually live on the mountain, cut firewood and burned charcoal, and went to the city to sell the goods the next day, year after year.

Jiang Han's eyes lit up, and a plan suddenly appeared in his mind.

He was worried that he didn't know what to teach these two days, but he didn't expect to come to his door. He could trick the group of students into the mountain to chop firewood and burn charcoal!

Don’t you have to teach for two days? Then stay in the mountain for two days, eat wild vegetables for two days, and chop firewood for two days.

What is this called? This is called experiencing the sufferings of the people!

Jiang Han immediately walked over and sat next to the old man.

The old man with dark face and rough hands saw a young man wearing luxurious clothes coming over and sat down next to him. He immediately shrank in fear, afraid that the dirty clothes on his body would stain the other person, and an honest and honest smile appeared on his face.

"Old man, how much does a pound of charcoal cost now?" Jiang Han squeezed a kind smile on his face.

"The weather is cold now, and charcoal is more expensive, and a pound of charcoal costs two cents. How much do you want, Mr.?" The old man thought Jiang Han was here to buy charcoal, and he smiled with a pleasing smile.

"It's not expensive to have a pound of charcoal and two cents. Can you send it to me to the mansion?" Jiang Han's tone was calm and he chatted with the old man.

Maybe Jiang Han bought the charcoal in his hand, maybe he found out that Jiang Han was not those arrogant young men, the old man quickly became alert and even said how many rooms there were at home.

The old man's surname is Chen, and his family lives in a small mountain village in Nanshan. Two honest young men are his sons. In addition to them, there are more than a dozen farmers who rely on the mountains to eat the mountains, and they all make a living by chopping firewood and burning charcoal.

After listening to it, Jiang Han suddenly looked happy: "Old man, I want to do a business with you."

The old man looked puzzled: "What business is it? Master, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Han said, "I have more than 20 classmates and want to take them to experience the lives of ordinary people. Otherwise, I will take them up the mountain to chop firewood and charcoal with you. You just need to give them some food and let them live with you. I will stay in the mountain for two days in total. After turning back, according to the head count, each person will give you five taels of silver."

"If you agree, I will give you a deposit of twenty taels now."

The old man did not agree immediately, with a look of suspicion on his face and was still hesitating.

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But the saint also said that only women and villains are difficult to raise... It means that it is difficult for women and villains to cultivate their integrity.

Therefore, although women can enter school, they cannot have a literary position.

Zhu Yao is a person with a student status but no literary position.

"Yes! It's too far."

"Isn't my feet useless?"

Suddenly, several students complained, and Zhen Zhibing said sarcastically: "Walking like this, you don't have to go to class anymore! What other classes are there?"

Jiang Han stopped, turned around, and said calmly: "You are all people who practice Confucianism and Taoism. You can tell that the saints traveled around the countries and suffered hardships. I wonder how many pairs of shoes they broke! But you can't stand it after just walking such a long way, how can you practice Confucianism and Taoism?"

"The road of life is long and difficult, and the road of the holy path is even more difficult than the road of life! If you can't even bear this little bit of suffering, go home quickly and don't think about Confucianism and Taoism!"

Upon hearing this, students suddenly fell into reflection.

Following behind, watching all this from afar, Feng Yunqi stroked his beard and nodded slightly. Jiang Han said very much, the road to the holy path is so difficult! If you can't even bear this little suffering, what road to the holy path is still pursuing?

Jiang Han's tone slowed down and said in a gentle voice: "Although the journey from Taixuefu to Nanshan is hard, it is only more than ten miles, and it only takes an hour to walk.

But the road of life is a hundred years! It takes a hundred years from birth to death. How far is it? And how many separations and sufferings are there in life?

Although there are difficulties and obstacles on the road from Taixuefu to Nanshan, there are still green mountains and clear waters, and the fragrance of flowers and birds. This is also the road of life!

Although this journey is hard, as long as you work hard and persevere, you will find how beautiful the process is!”

The students were excited and felt that what Jiang Han said was too reasonable and that it was too inappropriate to complain! As long as they persisted to Nanshan, everything would become better.

Zhu Yao also looked ashamed: "What the Master said."

Jiang Han continued to smile and said, "So you walk well... and I'll take the bus!"

After saying that, Zhou Hu drove a carriage on the side of the road. Jiang Han rolled over the carriage and muttered in a low voice: "Damn, come later, my feet will be ruined!"
Chapter completed!