"Children in small classes are only about three years old. Now we are teaching them the words of saints to cultivate themselves, manage their families, govern their country, and bring peace to the world. Isn’t this sheer nonsense?"

Cao Ang completely ignored the angry Zheng Xuan and continued to speak back:"I teach you from the beginning. Tell the children that you should say hello to the elders when you meet them and remember to salute. Isn't this the etiquette of a saint?"

"The only difference is that I turned the saint's poem into a nursery rhyme. In this way, the children are more interested in learning and naturally learn faster!"

"I can’t guarantee anything else, but children who have been educated in schools will respectfully call out uncle, aunt, uncle when they meet their elders! If Mr. Zheng doesn’t believe it, you can try it yourself!"

At this point, Cao Ang's lips curved slightly and he smiled calmly:"Of course, this is not what the sage said. Children cannot be educated like this."

"only! In the same period of time, my teaching method can teach a hundred children, but if I use a different method, I may only be able to teach ten children!"

"The kid thinks that to learn the sage's words, one should learn the sage's principles, not the formalities. The sage's principles are there, very simple. As a teacher, one should think of various ways to let him understand the principles, rather than stick to the formalities. , it must be forcibly instilled according to a certain method!"

"I wonder what Mr. Zheng thinks?

Zheng Xuan was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, squinting his steel teeth:"That's nonsense!" What nonsense!"

Although he disagreed, his momentum had obviously dropped a lot.

After all, he had personally seen the politeness of the children in the refugee area, which made him very touched and felt that these children were very polite.

Zheng Xuan taught more than just a few people Of course , they are also well-educated people, but they are not the same as these refugee children.

Usually, those who can study under Zheng Xuan's family are not too poor. But he has never taught children of refugees. As far as he is concerned, the only one who can really go deep into the grassroots school is Cao Ang's school. It is precisely because of the rareness that Yang Ci invites the Cao family to the birthday party.

Cao Ang was very interested!

Glancing at Zheng Xuan's embarrassment, Cao Ang's lips broke into a faint smile, and he continued:"Young man may not be the same as Mr. Zheng. After all, we live in different times, and we have different ideological differences. There is an obvious generation gap!"

"Someone I admire once said, it doesn’t matter if the cat is white or black, as long as it catches mice, it’s a good cat! I totally agree with this sentence. No matter whether it is an old method or a new method, as long as it allows children to learn something, it is a good method!"

"I can't guarantee anything else. As long as you pick a student from a large class, you can at least write a thousand words silently. You must know that their average age is only five years old!"

"My school has only been established for two months, and these children didn't even know their own names before they came to my school!"

"But! In two months, they learned more than a thousand words. Not only can they write their own names, but they can also read books normally. I think this level cannot be achieved by your old method!"

Zheng Xuan's face turned blue and white, and he was so embarrassed and angry!

He also opened an academy and taught children, but as Cao Ang said, he wanted to teach a five-year-old child a thousand things in two months. Many words are simply as difficult as climbing to the sky.

However, this guy Cao Ang solved it easily in this way. This result had a great impact on his original thinking. The impact!

Zheng Xuan had to admit!

Cao Ang's method was very effective!

He took a long breath and said softly:"You said more than a thousand words, but is it the"Thousand Character Essay"?

Cao Ang was shocked:"Mr. Zheng actually knew?"

Zheng Xuan nodded:"On the way here, I happened to meet some children reciting it. I asked about it and they said it was"The Thousand Character Essay". I don't know who could write such a wonderful article!""

"this......"

Cao Ang became thin-skinned.

He really didn't want to say that he wrote it himself, after all, it would be plagiarism!

But......

But there was someone who was so arrogant that he immediately took a step forward without waiting for Cao Ang's reply:"It was written by my young master! A thousand unique characters, specially used to teach literacy!"

"Old man, are you convinced?"

Misty grass and peat!

Cao Ang glanced at Cao Manqing, who wanted to raise his chin to the sky, and his anger ignited in pain. He said in his heart that I don't even dare to call him old man. You kid didn't even think about it and just said he was bald and pouted!

Fuck!

Cao Ang couldn't hold it back and kicked Cao Manqing to the ground:"Get out of here, you eyesore."~~~"

Cao Manqing lay on the ground, looked at the angry Cao Ang, and scratched his head. It felt like he was saying:"Master, I was wrong again? But where was my mistake?"

Cao Ang glared at him fiercely:"Hurry up. Roll? Roll non-stop~~~"

"Yes Yes Yes!"Cao Manqing stood up in a hurry, bowed and was about to leave.

"No problem! Zheng Xuan pinched his beard and said,"I am just a dying person. I may be buried in the soil in a few days. There is nothing wrong with calling me the old man!""

"only......"

Zheng Xuan was curious and asked:"Did you really write this Thousand-Character Essay? Can you show it to me? It would be very unbearable for me to not see the whole story of such a wonderful article!""

"Simple!

Cao Ang waved his hand and said,"Manqing, Ma slipped into the study, took the"Thousand Character Essay" on the table, and gave it to Mr. Zheng to read!""

"promise!"Cao Manqing responded, hurriedly ran to the study, took the"Thousand Character Essay" from the desk, and handed it to Zheng Xuan

"this......Paper book?"How could Zheng Xuan forget the paper book he read at He Jin's house?

The white paper and the smooth feeling!

It's really unforgettable in his life!

It's just that......

What he didn't expect was that Cao Ang actually had another book here:"Don't you only have the"Book of the Yang Family" in your hand? Why is this"The Thousand Character Classic" also a paper book?"

"oh!"

Cao Ang said nonsense:"At first I felt that the quality of the paper was good, so I bought a lot with the businessman from the Western Regions. When I returned to the villa, I made a book by the way, and that's it!"

"Tsk tsk~~~"

Zheng Xuan turned to the first page, and the familiar feeling surged up again. only......

Zheng Xuan suddenly frowned, pointed at the strange tadpole-like symbol on the book, and asked curiously:"Mr. Cao, I know this Chinese character, but what does the symbol next to it mean?"

"nothing!

Cao Ang remained calm and waved his hand:"This is also a new method for the kid. In order to help children learn Chinese characters quickly, I call it Pinyin!"

Zheng Xuan was confused:"Pinyin?" What is it?"

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