"Ahem..." Roger loudly indicated that he had recently come in. Then he glanced at Wes and said, "All the children have memorized it. They are all smart."
"The first three children to be memorized are your favorite little apprentice Garza, the little girl Youlin from northern Bunas, and Dino from North Ridge." Weiss licked his dry lips,
Reporting on Tang Mohui.
Tang Mo nodded, wrote down these three names, and then compared them with the table he compiled to see if he could assign these three children to the appropriate classes.
These three children were able to recite the school rules in the shortest time, which at least proved that they were smart enough. Tang Mo planned to observe them first and focus on training these three children if possible.
Set an example first, and then tilt resources. Tang Mo thought about it in his mind for a moment and made a decision.
He raised his head and said to Weiss: "Do you still remember the task I assigned you? The children's physical education class will be taught according to my lesson plan, plus your swordsmanship class! I want to ensure that every child
Have a strong body.”
"As you wish." Weiss bowed slightly and promised Tang Mo.
In the next few days, Tang Mo lived a fulfilling life. He taught the children during the day, and when Matthews and Roger took over the handicraft classes, he went to inspect the factory and returned to his home.
Drawing drawings in the office.
In the evening after class, he would go to the laboratory, where he would complete some experiments and test the preparation process according to the formula in his mind.
I went to bed on time around eleven o'clock. There was no nightlife or social activities. I climbed into bed honestly and enjoyed the simplest sleep under the clean starry sky.
He knew that it might not be easy to see such a clean starry sky in another six months. Because there were more and more chimneys in the workshop, and they were getting taller and taller...
The workshop has already stocked some gun parts, and at least the output and production speed of gun barrels have basically met Tang Mo's requirements.
Tang Mo has been thinking about how to produce cement these days and speed up his construction. Unfortunately, neither Bunas nor Beiling are the origin of cement raw materials. He wants to prepare cement on a large scale.
, not very realistic yet.
It was also impossible to purchase raw materials by sea, because no one would transport cheap things like lime all the way, so it would still take a while for Tang Mo to get cement.
What's more, his current production focus is not on cement. Part of his current production focus is on steam engines and gun parts, and the other part is on gunpowder improvements.
After all, he has to produce products and find buyers willing to pay to get the workshop into a healthy state of operation. Obviously, the internal infrastructure of the factory is not profitable.
…
"Here, we need to simplify! Yes, simplify the fraction... Come, I want to check your calculation results!" Tang Mo wrote with difficulty with homemade chalk on a blackboard simply made of black paint.
His blackboard is bumpy and not very smooth, and his chalk is not that easy to use. It is just a temporary make-up.
There were even no electric lights in this classroom, only a few pitiful gas lamps emitting light.
According to the standards of the 21st century, the lighting conditions here are so bad that there is even a risk of children suffering from myopia. The classroom is filled with a faint smell of kerosene, which is not good for health.
However, in such a simple environment, 70 children were crowded in darkness. These children were in ragged clothes, and one-third of the clothes they wore were covered in soot.
There was no other way. Half of the students who came here to attend the lectures were workers' children. Because they worked in workshops, they were also the first ones to hear the news.
These workers gave their children, or young apprentices, to Tang Mo so that they could receive new and modern education in the classroom.
Then the development of things was a little out of Tang Mo's control - after he gave the children text and mathematics in the first class and gave them examples to understand simple mechanical principles, he came to class the next evening
There are seven or eight more children.
After all, Tang Mo underestimated the enthusiasm of people in this era for their desire for knowledge. These workers all knew very well the importance of a complete set of knowledge in this era.
This era is not yet an era of information explosion. Obtaining knowledge is a very luxurious thing. Tang Mo's willingness to share knowledge is definitely an extremely unusual behavior.
It took workers like them a lifetime to sum up the production experience. Tang Mo was able to systematically summarize the theory and teach it to these children. This incident itself was a great shock to these children who had to work every day to have a living.
Poor people who eat.
Soon, things here seemed to have wings and spread in Bunasli. People carefully told their familiar friends that there was a school in the Tang's Weapons Workshop that could teach children to read and read for free.
Soon, within a dozen days, the scale of this simple school established by Tang Mo exceeded his expectation, with more than 180 children gathered at once...
Yes, nearly 200 children! During the day, Tang Mo didn't even have time to save his handmade smokeless gunpowder these days. He had to teach more than a hundred and ten children during the day.
The same class content, one class with more than 50 children in the morning, one class with more than 50 children in the afternoon... In the evening, the lecture will be taught to the remaining 70 children.
Tang Mo's throat was filled with smoke as he spoke. He grabbed the water glass on the lecture table and drank a large amount of water for himself, which relieved him a little.
His mouth was dry, but he had to talk endlessly. He wanted to impart some knowledge to these children as soon as possible so that they could grow up as quickly as possible.
In fact, in terms of age, he was not much older than these children. The older ones were fifteen or sixteen years old, while the younger ones were only seven or eight years old. They all stared at Tang Mo on the desk with their eyes open.
Tang Mo, who is only seventeen years old this year, is very strong. He is 1.8 meters tall and looks very impressive when standing behind the desk. However, his face is still green and his voice is not that rich.
powerful.
However, standing here, standing in front of these children, Tang Mo's figure looked taller. After drinking the water, he walked down the stage with his hands behind his back, and looked at the homework books in front of these children.
He distributed these homework books for free, and they actually didn’t cost much. The son of the boss of Bunas, who specializes in paper, came to attend the class in the morning. Therefore, he sold these papers at the purchase price.
For Tang Mo.
Children in the evening are generally older. Because they are older and can help the family share housework, they only have time to listen to lectures in the evening.
Half of the students are apprentices in workshops, and some are children of workers. The identities of other children are confusing.
Because these children were generally older, Tang Mo taught them faster. Many apprentices had a simple mathematical foundation, so Tang Mo went straight to the difficulty level and taught some more profound contents.
"Hunter! Don't read Fanny's answer! Little devil!" Tang Mo shouted to a child in the distance, which scared the other child and quickly retracted his neck.
"If I see you opportunistically again, I will ask you to go to the solitary room to reflect and reflect!" Tang Mo scolded him sternly, and then walked along the desk.
"Correct...correct...you're wrong, think about it...two-quarters! four-eighths! Can these all be simplified...right! You are so smart, Balal!" Tang Mo corrected them one by one.
These children's mistakes then went back to the blackboard and continued talking.
It's free to come here to study, and you can also get books and complete homework. Tang Mo will even prepare some snacks for these children so that they can fill their stomachs while resting.
And these children are more sensible than the naughty children Tang Mo imagined. They really cherish this hard-won learning opportunity in front of them.
They all pay attention to the lectures and complete their homework carefully after school. They also form a study group to help each other. They test each other's grades in their spare time and review the previous day's learning content.
Tang Mo even saw with his own eyes an apprentice shoveling coal, muttering the multiplication formula in his mouth every time he shoveled a shovel of coal, without stopping for a moment.
"You need to understand these fractions, because they are likely to appear in your future work. Using these numbers will make your work easier!" Tang Mo returned to the blackboard and said to all the students: "The following is
, let’s continue practicing! Raise your hands if you don’t understand anything...24/36, 35/49..."
After explaining a few more examples, Tang Mo stepped down from the podium and walked out the door while ordering the smartest apprentice in the workshop: "Garza! Maintain order in the classroom! Wait for me for two minutes!"
When he finished saying this, he had already walked to the door of the classroom. This classroom is actually a large wooden room. It used to be a warehouse. Now everything has been moved out and long simple tables and chairs have been placed.
It was transformed into a classroom.
Most of the goods that were originally piled here have actually been consumed, and the rest have been moved away and moved to a small temporary wooden house.
Next to this warehouse classroom, there is another room, and the people in this room are even more interesting.
