When the people of the country said this, Xin You breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, no one wants to be manipulated forever.
These Chinese people will listen to the words of their patriarchs, but they can distinguish what is right and what is wrong in their hearts.
Xin is not in a hurry, he doesn't need all the people in Xinyi to learn, he just needs to cultivate a few people among this group of people who can really help him.
The rest of the people can probably do simple calculations and recognize a few words, that's all.
"Yin Qiu, if you want to leave, go ahead." Xin added, "As for the story, I tell it every day. You can still listen if you want, but you have to wait until I finish teaching the words."
After saying that, Xin waved his hand again, signaling those who didn't want to read to leave the township school first.
There were still some people who did not dare to offend the three elders and walked out of the rural school.
However, they did not go far, but stood outside the rural school.
After all, they were still waiting for Xin to tell a story later.
There are still more people staying than there were yesterday.
"Gentleman, I didn't come here to listen to stories."
Du Gan said: "I want to read, and I also want to learn how to calculate!"
"Yes! Me too!"
Another Chinese said.
Even Fan Da didn't leave: "I also want to learn how to read!"
"Fan Da, I didn't expect you to love reading so much," one of the Yin family's disciples said with a smile.
You know, Fan Da is a famous lazy man in Xinyi.
You can even "borrow" your own land and watch the door for others every day to make a living.
"What? I just don't like farming, but I like to read, can't I?" Fan Da asked back.
"Okay, of course." Xin said again: "But I still have to say that the foundation of our Xinyi is farming, so I can only teach you during the slack season. If someone's crops are not doing well, Just don’t come to me to learn calligraphy.”
Xin You's face became serious, and everyone followed him into a state of study.
The word taught on the second day was "人".
By the time these people had learned almost the same thing, it was getting dark.
"Okay, let me tell you a story."
People outside the rural school also came in one after another.
Xin You did not break his promise and continued to talk about Journey to the West.
Yesterday, there were very few people coming to the rural school.
Xin chose to use "story" to attract more people.
There are more people coming today, and Xin doesn't have to use yesterday's methods to retain people.
Among these people, there are always those who want to learn calligraphy seriously, and the number will become more and more.
Xin You tells stories every day. As long as these people get used to coming to the rural school, curiosity and inertia will one day drive them into Xin You's class.
Sure enough, on the third day, there were more people in the class.
Some people are too lazy to wait. They are idle anyway, so they might as well come in and read a few words.
Some people wanted to learn how to read, but they didn't dare to come in due to the instructions of the clan elders.
But seeing more and more people entering the rural school, this group of people also walked in boldly.
By the fifth day, there were almost as many people listening to the story as there were people reading.
The story of Journey to the West has already reached Gao Laozhuang.
Of course, compared to the whole of Xinyi, there are still only a few people who can read.
Most people still stay at home and don't care about what happens in rural schools.
Or he might be thinking of ways to destroy Xin You's school.
…
Xinyi, the house of Xinjin.
"Uncle, there are more and more people going to rural schools these days!"
Xin Wuzuo said anxiously: "I heard that Xin will teach them how to calculate chips in two days. If someone really learns how to calculate chips, then..."
"Then what?" Xin Jin said coldly: "You are afraid that the bad things you have done will be discovered."
"Uncle! I didn't do anything!!" Xin Wuzuo said.
"You, Master Cheng Boyu, and Master Yin Ke helped Xinyi sell grain and wine last year. Don't you know how much of the gold you earned was given to the city, and how much was taken away by you yourself?"
Occasionally, there would be some surplus from the public grain in the city, excluding the tribute that had to be handed over to the royal family.
The sale and storage of these surplus grains were all carried out by petty officials in these towns.
Xin Wuzuo and Cheng Boyu, relying on Xin Wuzuo's incompetence and the fact that most of the people in the country were illiterate, naturally created some tricks in it.
As a result, the city suffered a loss, but these officials became richer and richer.
Those who can discover these things are basically the petty officials of Xinyi, and these people have long been in cahoots with Xin Wuzuo and others.
Ordinary Chinese people cannot read a word of it even if those account books are placed in front of them.
Moreover, the grain sold is all public grain from public fields, and has little to do with one's own grain.
In fact, these methods have been used by people for a long time in later generations.
Therefore, Xin You, the time traveler, has long been mentally prepared for this situation.
What Xin Wuzuo fears most now is that if these things are discovered by the people of the country, then his position as the third elder will definitely not be preserved.
"Uncle! I have helped our team a lot over the years. Besides, you know how I treat you!" Xin Wuzuo said anxiously: "We must stop the rural school in that rural school!"
Xin Jin snorted coldly: "Of course I won't let him run this rural school!"
"Uncle, what do you think we should do? I'll listen to you." Xin Wuzuo said.
Xin Jin thought for a while and said: "This guy talks about some weird things every day, attracting many Chinese people. If we don't do something tough, we won't be able to stop the Chinese people from going to the rural school."
"That's true, then Journey to the West is really interesting." Xin Wuzuo has actually been listening to people talk about Journey to the West a lot these days, especially the part about the havoc in the Heavenly Palace of God Haotian, which is really exciting.
"Interesting? Then you should also go to the rural school to listen!" Xin Jin frowned.
"I don't dare, I don't dare. Uncle, please continue."
Xin Jin said: "Go down and tell those Xin children who love to go to the township school that if they go to the township school again to learn calligraphy, they should buy their food from the bulk store this winter!"
"Ah? This..." Xin Wuzuo hesitated for a moment, and then said: "This is really a good idea!"
Every winter, there are always some Chinese people who have no food due to poor harvest.
Generally speaking, the Xinyi government will sell or distribute some food to help these people spend the New Year.
Among the six townships, there are also special "legends" who are responsible for providing benefits to the people and using the savings of the townships and towns - that is, the money and grain reserved by the public - to relieve the victims.
Xinyi is far away from the six townships, so it is definitely impossible to count on the countryside, so it can only rely on the accumulation in its own town.
Xinyi's long-term ambition is to be in the hands of the Xin family, with Xin You's elder brother Xin Yun serving as the bequest.
If there are no survivors to distribute the accumulated savings, Chinese people can still go to wealthy families to borrow grain.
For example, go to Fan's and Yin's to borrow some grain.
Literacy and other things are not as important as spending this winter.
Xin Jin also grasped this key point and wanted to force the people of the country to leave Xin You's school.
At the same time, the Fan family, the head of the Yin family, also told the clan and other small clans that his meaning was similar to Xin Jin's.
Sure enough, by the afternoon of the sixth day, the number of people who came to the township school was less than half of the number on the first day!
"Du Gan, do you know what's going on?" Xin asked again.
Du Gan was well-informed and told Xin You the news spread by the three elders.
"So that's it..." Xin thought to himself: "I finally touched their reverse scale. This time I have to face these three old guys at the same time."
Seeing that Xin was silent, Du Gan asked: "Gentleman, this year's harvest in Xinyi is very average. It is reasonable for many people to worry that they will not be able to survive the new year. After all, food is the most important thing."
"Well, I understand. In other words, if I solve the food problem, no one in my school can stop me!"
Xin said again.
"But this food... is the most difficult thing to solve." Du Gan smiled bitterly. This chapter has been completed!