The Story of a Young Man Who Traveled Through Time and Space to Farm

Chapter 11

When Zhang Xiucai taught them to read, he was in the mood and taught whatever he thought of.

So they learned very scattered, and to be honest, they didn't remember much. He certainly can't teach Xiao Shitou like this now. What can he teach? He can't start with aoe, iuv...

What did children use to learn in ancient times? Hundred Family Names? Thousand Character Classic? Three Character Classic? Tsk, they are all great, what should I do if I want to teach them all?

It's a pity that I can't remember them all, Zhao, Qian, Sun, Li, Zhou, Wu, Zheng, Wang, Wang... What's the last one?

The sky and the earth are dark yellow, the universe is vast? Tsk, let's start with the beginning of man, human nature is good, I remember more of this.

Okay! Zhang Wuliang made up his mind and started to implement it: "Then I will teach you how to write your name first!"

"Yeah!" Zhang Zhenyong put on this face and nodded seriously.

"Hey," Zhang Wuliang dipped his finger in water from the cup and wrote the character "Zhang" on the table: "This is your last name, and also mine, "Zhang", the character for bow and arrow, and the character for long and short, how about it? Do you understand?"

"Uh..." For someone who has just come into contact with words: I don't understand it at all...

Zhang Wuliang was not in a hurry and explained it to him slowly: "To learn characters, you mainly rely on memorization. If you write and use a character several times, you will learn it naturally. And some characters are pictographic characters, which are easy to remember. Look at this character "bow". From this side, doesn't it look like a bow used for hunting?" Zhang Wuliang drew another bow next to it.

Zhang Zhenyong took a look and found it really similar. He had never thought that there were so many ways in the words. Chen Xiaonian listened beside him and thought silently, then looked up at Zhang Wuliang: As expected of Brother Zhang, he knows a lot.

Zhang Wuliang looked up by chance and met Chen Xiaonian's eyes. Zhang Wuliang gave him a big smile, and Chen Xiaonian raised the corners of his mouth reflexively. Then he quickly reacted and suppressed it, lowering his head and not looking at him.

For the whole morning, Zhang Wuliang quoted classics, talked about the origin of the surname, the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, from Yao, Shun, Yu and Tang to the roundness of the sky and the squareness of the earth, and talked about it in a mess. He himself didn't know what he said, but the other three people listened with relish and almost forgot to eat lunch.

In the afternoon, Zhang Wuliang finally remembered the business, and honestly wrote out the characters "振" and "勇", taught them to Zhang Zhenyong, and urged him to write several times. Zhang Zhenyong and Chen Xiaonian actually wanted to hear more stories, and even Aunt Zhao felt a little unsatisfied.

But Zhang Wuliang was seriously teaching Zhang Zhenyong to learn to read, and they couldn't disturb him, so they had to hold it in.

Only Zhang Wuliang was secretly upset that he couldn't control himself and said too much in the morning. If someone saw any clues, he would probably be burned as a monster. Zhang Wuliang secretly looked at the expressions of Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian. Fortunately, they were both savoring and didn't doubt, so Zhang Wuliang breathed a sigh of relief.

In fact, Zhang Wuliang was overthinking. If they had suspected, they would have suspected it long ago.

The reason why they didn't suspect was that they didn't think about it, and the other reason was that Aunt Zhao and Chen Xiaonian both thought that what he knew was told to him by Zhang Xiucai, and Aunt Zhao's Chen Xiaonian had never met a scholar.