Chapter 930

Bai Dalang: "... That's not good. Who believes that the paper you took is true? And Shanbao, they have to take the exam. You still go to take out. Isn't that adding strength to their opponents? "

Man Bao said, "that's why you're so narrow. Why is this book so expensive? It's because those who buy them don't want others to see them again, and those who sell brochures are cheap when they have more brochures. The price of selling ten volumes is the same as that of selling one volume. Naturally, they are willing to copy only one volume. "

"But reading is not only reading, but also reading people. Otherwise, the books in the world are the same. How can some people get something from reading and become great Confucianism, and some people are still students all their life?" Man Bao said, "so, the key is not the booklet, but the people who read the booklet."

Bai Dalang asked, "what if someone is more powerful than Shanbao and the book is above Shanbao? He was still behind Shanbao, but before Shanbao?"

"That's also someone else's ability, which shows that he is a plastic talent," man Bao said. "And I believe in junior brothers."

Bai Dalang:... But he doesn't believe his brother.

Man Bao takes the booklet home and gives it directly to Mr. Zhuang.

There are only questions in it, and the answers need to be found by himself. But Mr. Zhuang has taught books for so many years. Is this difficult for him?

He only looked through it once. Not only the answers in the booklet came out, but also the answers in his heart. After thinking for a moment, he said, "man Bao, I remember a lot of interpretations in your Analects of Confucius... Forget it, bring the book, I'll hook up a few articles for Erlang, and you'll explain them to him. Test him first. Teach him what you don't understand."

Man BAOYING.

It was a few, but there were 16 checked out. Bai Erlang was stunned. He said, "Sir, you might as well let me recite the Analects again."

Mr. Zhuang stopped writing and said, "it's also good. How much do you remember?"

Bai Erlang wanted to sew up his mouth. He had memorized the whole article before, but that was several years ago. With the passage of time, he has memorized a little more books in the past two years. He can't help being confused. Of course, he still remembers most of them.

Mr. Zhuang understood as soon as he saw his appearance. He handed the encircled textbook to man Bao and said, "supervise him to recite the text he recited several years ago. If you review it again, you should be able to recite it. The important thing is the ink meaning. The ink meaning of some words and sentences is difficult to remember. Please help him."

Man Bao wrote it down.

Mr. Zhuang knew that the disciple was always smart and even bet on his questions. Therefore, he smiled and said, "if you think you can pass the exam, you will focus on teaching him."

Man Bao nodded repeatedly to show understanding.

After arranging the task, Mr. Zhuang took the booklet and thought about it. He recruited Bai Shan and said, "let's go to the garden and talk about strategy without disturbing them."

Bai Shanying.

Bai Erlang, who was left behind, hurriedly said, "Sir, sir, I also want to take the game theory test. The papers we take are the same. Don't I listen?"

Mr. Zhuang stopped, looked back and said with a smile, "don't panic. Although your examination papers are the same, the focus can be different. Bai Shan's Sutra and ink righteousness are not a problem. What the teacher wants him to compete for is the quota of Guozi school."

"Well, you've only studied strategy theory for half a year. You've just learned to solve problems. It's good to follow the rules. As long as the writing is not disordered, others are free, but your Sutra and ink meaning must be better. In this way, you may be able to compete for the number of imperial college students, and you must strive for four schools."

Mr. Zhuang pointed to man Bao and said, "your elder martial sister is enough to guide you. Learn from your elder martial sister first."

Bai Erlang turns his head to man Bao's eyes. Man Bao smiles at him with curved eyebrows and eyes. He can't be cute.

But Bai Erlang trembled and felt shivering.

When Bai Dalang saw him, he couldn't help saying, "Sir, why don't you let me come."

Mr. Zhuang looked at him and said with a smile, "let man Bao come and watch."

After a pause, he explained, "you can't hold this boy down."

Bai Erlang said bitterly, "Sir, I'm very good."

Well behaved, but I can't help being distracted.

Bai Dalang took advantage of man Bao's going out to talk to the old Zhou family, picked up the textbook to guide his brother. As soon as he looked down, he saw his eyes empty in a daze.

Bai Dalang:

"Erlang, what do you think?"

Bai Erlang ignored him.

Bai Dalang stretched out his hand and waved in front of him. When he recovered, he frowned and asked, "what do you think?"

Bai Erlang shook his head honestly, "forget, brother, as soon as you scared me, I forgot what I was thinking just now."

Bai Dalang: "... Endorse quickly."

Bai Erlang looked out quietly and saw that there were only two of their brothers in the study. He boldly hugged his head and said, "but I can't carry it anymore, brother. I'm so worried. Shall we have a rest? I don't want to endorse at all. I've been carrying it for a long time just now."

"Do you remember everything?"

"Almost. Man Bao said it very carefully."

It's very detailed. Sometimes Bai Dalang thinks it's better than what he said. No wonder Mr. Zhuang likes this younger martial sister so much.

Bai Erlang saw that his eldest brother didn't force him to endorse for the time being. Taking advantage of the situation, he shifted the topic, looked out and asked, "what are man Bao talking to big head?"

Bai Dalang glanced at him and said, "call Lizhong. Forget being chased all over the yard yesterday?"

When they go out, big head and second head are not willing to be called their nicknames. They have solemnly stated that they want to call their nicknames, so that they will not be looked down upon by people when they go out and will not be regarded as children when they look for work.

But Bai Erlang couldn't change for a moment. He was chased all over the yard yesterday.

After Bai Dalang finished training him, he said, "what about copying and selling papers."

Bai Erlang didn't explain in detail whether he grew up with man Bao. Bai Erlang understood at once. He shouted, "no, she still has to copy the booklet we bought and sell it again? No, Bai Shan and I bought this booklet. She has to count me in. "

Bai Dalang, who thought he didn't agree, choked and swallowed his words after half a ring. He said angrily: "dad didn't give you less food and clothing and money. Why do you think about making money all day? You will enter the examination room in two days. Can you concentrate on your study? "

"Brother, it's not a matter of making money. It's a matter of happiness, okay?" The joy of counting money.

"I don't understand," Bai Dalang said angrily, "I knew that manbao gave five liang of the money for the booklet, Shanbao gave three Liang, and I made up the rest."

"Don't I have time to give it back to you? I'll give it back to you when I'm free in the evening, but don't give her the five liang of man Bao. She's making money. "