Ancient wasteland

Finally, after careful recommendation and screening, ten people were selected from the tribe to learn from Jing Que.

They are shellfish, fish, pear, mountain, sacrifice, feather, string, wood, grass and water.

It’s pretty much the same as what Jing Que predicted in his heart. He stays in the tribe, and he still observes that he likes to think more on weekdays. Everyone’s start is similar. These are the more active ones in the tribe, and it’s very suitable to follow him as an early batch. study.

After confirming the candidate, Jing Zhu cleaned up the living room of their house, placed the blackboard that had been made in advance, and asked the students to make it by themselves, with a wooden board in hand, and they were ready to start class.

The course that Jing Ruo decided was based on his own habit. He learned mathematics every morning after breakfast, counted from 1 to 100, and then slowly counted up to 200, and then began to teach bases.

Tens of millions... In this way, when they figure out the rules in the numbers, they can start counting by themselves. It is very unnecessary for Jing to teach them to count to tens of thousands. Anyway, when he was a child, his teacher taught them this way. Yes, learn and use it alive.

After attending classes with Jing Que for a long time, he found that among this group of students, the two priests were the fastest learners.

Their tribe has a foundation in offering sacrifices to the old man, and after learning to count from Ye He for a period of time, Jing was surprised by Xian's performance.

His right hand was amputated from the wrist by the people of the Great River Tribe, and it was very inconvenient to write with charcoal in his left hand.

But the talent he showed in memory and logic, Jing Yu reckoned, was only a little bit worse than Ye.

It’s a typical child prodigy with an unforgettable memory. I don’t know if the priests in the tribe are the smartest ones... just like the leader of the tribe is the most powerful warrior in the tribe.

Anyway, the priests that Jing Que had seen, whether it was the old man of their tribe, the priest of the Dahe tribe, or the Xian of the Yuantu tribe, showed far more intelligence than other people in the tribe.

At the same time, after studying with Jing Zhuo for three or four days, Yu was still scratching his head and wondering whether 49 was followed by 50 or 48, and Xian began to recite the nine-nine multiplication table at an astonishingly fast speed.

Everyone was very excited when they first came into contact with words and numbers, and they were full of enthusiasm for learning, and the overall learning progress was very fast.

Mathematics is relatively simple to teach, mainly because Jing Yu knows how to teach it, and the foundation is to learn to count first.When it was his turn to teach them characters in the afternoon, he became a little worried.

When the teacher taught them to count when they were young, Jing Yu can still remember the scene, that is because the numbers have their own coherence.

But how did the teacher teach them to recognize characters when they were young, and which character to start learning from? Who still remembers it? !He had no teaching materials or a dictionary, so he couldn't do anything, and he was a little flustered.

Finally, after a little deliberation, I still follow the old method, and start teaching their names first, such as grass, wood, water, and fish, and list the names of the students.

Teach them to write their names first, which is convenient for memorizing and writing, and wait for him to teach them the writing and pronunciation of their names.

The first reaction when seeing a person is to match the text, pronunciation with the person, which is easier to remember, and human beings will remember their own names deeply.

When meeting and communicating, call out your name. If you encounter someone who can’t write, you can ask and communicate. By the way, you can make gestures.

Jing Que had a good idea. With his arrangement, the students really learned quickly. They remembered each other's names firmly in private, and they all wanted to match the names with the people as much as possible.

After learning the names of all ten of them, Jing Que began to use the names of other people in the tribe as teaching materials. After teaching, he asked them to call the people in the tribe, review and consolidate, and teach others at the same time. The speed is not slow.

After teaching all the names of 600+ people in the tribe, Jing Zhuo began to teach them to write everything they can see.

He used pots and pans, tables, chairs and benches, bacon sausages, chestnuts and walnuts.

The effect is also quite good. Every time a new item is taught, first teach them how to write the name of the item.

Then someone will ask about the production method, such as bacon and sausage, which are all made by people in their tribe, and his students are very clear about the production process.

When Jing Zhu wanted to talk about bacon with them, he would write the production method on the blackboard, and then point to the written process, and start to read the words they didn't understand.

It's a hundred tests, and the teaching efficiency is like riding a rocket.

After all, food, especially food that can be stored, is very attractive to the tribe. In addition, they can make it, and they can quickly recite the production process, and after the teaching is completed, they will learn the characters.

They can also correct and retell each other with others. Sometimes, just to confirm a certain word in the method of making bacon, they get red-faced, even fight, and make a fuss in front of Jing Yu for him to judge.

In such a situation, Jing Zhu would punish them for copying the wrong words ten times, and try to help them deepen their memory so as not to make mistakes later.

When the "positive" characters on the wall used for timing reached 21, most of the long cold season has passed.

His students have learned how to make common items such as bacon, sausage, parchment, clothes, and boots.

Adding all these things together, the number of words learned is probably close to a thousand, and Jing Que is very satisfied with this teaching result.

In fact, he has taught many of them once, mainly relying on their own thinking and asking each other, all relying on the enthusiasm and self-consciousness of the students.

The attitude of the people in the tribe towards writing is almost pious. Before Jing Zhu proposed to teach them how to write, the people in their tribe had only heard the legend that the super tribe had writing.

I never thought that I could actually learn how to use words, and I was holding my breath in my heart, like a raging fire.

No matter how heavy the snow falls outside or how bad the weather is, they all brave the severe cold and are not afraid of the cold and come to learn from Jing Qu, regardless of the wind or snow.

... There were also several times when Xian was too excited to sleep at night, and when the sky just dawned in the morning, he ran over to ask Jing Que a question.

Jing Que likes to sleep late in winter, especially after the middle of the cold season, when the weather is so cold that dripping water turns into ice, and the morning is especially freezing, he doesn't think of it so early.

He was lying on the bed, and directly blocked the bed for Jing Zhu, which made him very embarrassed.

It happened that the teaching progress was more than halfway through, so they simply changed the teaching mode and asked them to go back to teach other people in the tribe in the morning.

Come back to ask him in the afternoon if you encounter a difficult problem. If you can’t do it, go to Ye Wen. Anyway, Ye’s learning progress is always ahead, and you have already started to practice brush calligraphy...Jing Zhu followed the practice, and I always feel that Ye’s handwriting The writing is better than him, which makes him a little uncomfortable, sometimes talent is really important!

Especially when the start is the same, Jing Que looks at the broken handwriting he wrote, and then at the extraordinarily delicate handwriting written by Ye, he is proud and irritable for a moment, tsk, how annoying!

Although he was a little irritable, he had returned to Maodong's state anyway, at least he was able to sleep in bed until dawn, which was a bit refreshing.

The Dashan tribe in the cold season is very quiet, and they are all immersed in the warm atmosphere of Maodong. The main task of the whole tribe is to learn!

Under the leadership of Jing Que's students who are about to graduate, the tribe soon entered into an upsurge of learning.

When we meet and greet each other, all we ask are how many words you have learned today and where you can count in numbers. They supervise and motivate each other.

Everyone's progress is very fast, and correspondingly, the use of charcoal is also very fast. In the past, the firewood prepared by the tribe was used for heating.

Heating now depends entirely on coal, and firewood is used to burn charcoal as charcoal pencils. I would rather go to other people's houses to warm up by the fire than burn the firewood.

Jing Que was a little bit dumbfounded, and after careful consideration, he took all the tail feathers collected during Fengji Hunting and made them into quills and distributed them to the tribe.

He didn't have much oily ink and parchment in stock, so it was impossible for them to practice writing with ink and parchment.

They all use a quill pen dipped in water to write on the slate or the ground, and the marks disappear after the water dries, so that they can be practiced repeatedly.

It’s just a little laborious, and it’s easy to wear out the nib. After the quill is worn out again, you can learn to draw on the ground with a wooden stick dipped in water without a teacher.

It looks pitiful, but no one dislikes this kind of embarrassment. For the people in their tribe, it is a very happy thing to be able to learn to write, not to mention writing with a stick dipped in water, even if they use their fingers to write in the air. Gestures are all things to be happy about.

There are those who are not afraid of the cold, just run into the snow, hold a wooden stick and write with various gestures, and wait until the new snowflakes are covered before writing, even saving the steps of smoothing the snow by yourself, it is a joy to play Almost.

However, this situation did not last long. On the Nth day when the tribe was in full swing of learning, the warriors on duty to shovel snow walked outside the tribe with shovels and brooms.

Looking at the faint sunlight peeking through the thick clouds, he threw away the shovel in his hand excitedly, raised his head and shouted, "The sun is out, the snow has stopped! The water season is coming!"

The voice was loud and resounded through the entire tribe.

Wrapped in a thick quilt, Jing Que, who was soundly sleeping, was suddenly woken up, pulling her hair agitatedly, and pulling the pillow to cover her ears.

He muttered in a low voice, "It's so annoying, what's the noise outside!? It's early in the morning, can't people sleep well!?"

Ye Da noticed that the snow had stopped outside in the morning, but he didn't hear the sound of snowflakes falling. He heard someone shouting outside, smiled softly, and stretched out his hand to pull the person into his arms, "The snow has stopped outside."

Jing Que was rolling on Ye Ye's body, ready to continue to sleep, and murmured unconsciously, "Oh, if the snow stops, it will stop, noisy..."

He suddenly widened his eyes, lost all sleepiness in an instant, and wanted to roll out of bed while supporting Ye's chest, but Ye was pressed to his chest, snorted, and sent him off the bed, "Be careful, don't fall arrive."

Jing Que was full of excitement, jumped out of bed happily, ran to the window to see the situation outside, was so excited that he even forgot to put on his shoes, and ran to the window barefoot.

Seeing that the tribal square outside was still a vast expanse of white, and the light in the morning was a bit dazzling, Jing Que quickly stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and waited for his eyes to get used to it before slowly looking at the outside situation.

The snow on the ground was still there, but there were no snowflakes constantly falling in the sky. Jing Qu felt very happy in an instant.

Holding on to the window, with a little surprise and relief, I was in a great mood, "Did the snow really stop?"

Since the beginning of the cold season, this snow has been falling one after another, fluttering and falling, and lasted for more than 200 days!

No matter how beautiful the snow scene is, he is tired of looking at it, and the more boring it gets after the cold season, not only the outside scenery, but also the daily life of their tribe, as well as the repeated food, are very monotonous.

Besides, just two days ago, Yu came to him worriedly, saying that the food they had stored had completely run out.

The food they store is relatively small. Even if they reduce the amount of food they use repeatedly, the food they eat every day can only maintain basic consumption and will not starve to death.

However, due to insufficient storage, the food was completely exhausted at the end of the cold season.

Jing Zhu calculated the time when the cold season had passed, raised a batch of food for them in the tribe, and told them to save some food and try their best to last until the end of the cold season.

He didn't expect the cold season to pass so quickly. The continuous heavy snow stopped and the sun reappeared in the sky, which was a sign that the cold season was coming to an end.

He looked at the clouds in the sky that seemed to be framed with gold, and couldn't help laughing, "The water season is really coming!"

Ye nodded, "Yes, the water season is coming."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand under his arm, hugged him into his arms, and sat on the bed, "The water season has not yet come, so you dare to go barefoot on the ground in this cold?"

Jing Qu retreated to the bed, looked at Ye with a smile, "I'm happy, it's really boring in the cold season, and I don't have a mobile phone to watch TV.

There is nothing else to do except sleep all day long, and I almost sleep until my back hurts!

It's so cold outside that I dare not go out to play. I'm so bored in the house that I'm about to grow mushrooms. It's so annoying.

Those who look forward to the stars and the moon can be regarded as looking forward to the coming of the water season. After the snow outside melts, they will have to plow the land for planting, fishing and hunting.

There are too many things to do, and I get busy all of a sudden, and I feel happy when I think about it... I want to be busy when I have been idle for too long, that's how I am. "

Ye smiled and rubbed his hair, "Put on your boots and go out to play."

Seeing that the water season was coming, Jing Que's ambition was aroused again. He put on his boots and went downstairs to go out, but when he reached the door, he was blown back into the house by the cold wind.

…After the snow stops, it is the snow melting stage, which is even colder than when it is snowing. It can literally freeze people's noses off!He was shivering from the cold, wrapped in animal skins, and rolled back to the fireplace to warm himself.

Looking at the hot soldiers shoveling the snow outside, Jing Que was a little envious, "They are in good health, and they are not afraid of the cold. If I wasn't so afraid of the cold, I would have gone outside to play in the snow too."

He complained casually, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast after finishing speaking.

Unexpectedly, the broth for breakfast hadn't been cooked yet, and Ye Ye came into the house with a three-foot-tall snowman in his arms, "Jing, this snowman is for you."

Jing Que looked at the tightly packed snowman in front of him, and reached out to touch the snowman's head. It was really cold. The moment his fingers touched the snowman, he felt the bitter cold.

Even so, Jing Qu still felt happy, and carried the snowman to the window with the lowest temperature, looked left and right, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, he couldn't put it down.

It was a pity to look at it, "...but the temperature in our room is high, it will melt soon, alas, what a pity."

Ye Ye stood behind him, "It's okay, I'll go out and dig the snow for you after it melts, the snow will take a long time to melt."

Jing Yu nodded seriously, "Okay!"