Chapter 646 Walking towards the Light

With Choi Hongying's praise, their ships were getting closer and closer to the port.

"They asked the *** ship to dock at Pier 11..."

In front of the *** ship, there is a small boat with only one spinnaker but running fast. After entering the breakwater, it even closed its sails, but its speed is still not much slower. According to the sailors on the *** ship, this is called a "pilot ship".

According to the explanations of some old sailors to the new sailors, Cui Hongying probably understood it. Even though there was nothing on the breakwaters, there were stone throwers and crossbows installed. Any ship that did not obey the orders of the "pilot ship" would be sunk.

At this time, the boss of the *** ship ordered his sailors according to the flashing signal on the "pilot ship" in front. With a busy work of lowering sails and collecting cables, the *** ship slowly stopped at Pier 5.

From here the girls will step onto the trestle and line up there. The lights on the shore have been lit up, probably to prepare for these women.

At this time, Cui Hongying looked at the other trestles with curiosity. Perhaps the *** boat could only dock at Pier 11, because it became taller from the huge trestle with the word "10" in front. What Cui Hongying just saw, those big ships like monsters docked on those trestles.

The whale-class fast transport ship is 50 meters long, and the trans-ocean-level sailing ship is naturally not as small as the ***. Even if the five thousand-material ships of the Song Dynasty were placed in front of these sailing ships, the load and speed were still incomparable. Compared with the generally smaller Song ships or the *** ships at that time, they were really huge monsters.

At this time, all the *** boats lined up along some low-high trest bridges in a queue of five people. At this time, a few young girls holding trumpet-shaped paper tubes spoke to the girls who were slightly frightened with some proud smiles.

"Sisters don't have to worry, go forward, there is everything that is ready to greet you, go to the place of light!"

In the entire dock, only the top of the trest bridge was illuminated by bright light. A large group of women wearing various skirts were busy there. The only thing that was the same was that they were all improved products of Song skirts or Song skirts. However, their colors were brighter, their styles were more integrated, and the girls were more beautiful to wear.

That is definitely not a magical thing, it is just a product of Martin's "chemical dyes". This is because the chemical plants that produce "chemical dyes" have more similarities than chemical plants that produce "explosives".

This is how Adolf Hitler secretly expanded the production of explosives in Germany's arms industry when he was aware of the dye factory. At the beginning of the war, he only carried out a simple transformation, which made Germany have enough arms use beyond the expectations of other countries.

Encouraged by the sound of no pressure, Choi Hongying took steps towards the bright place. The closer she got, the more sure she was to a magical place. Because inside, the bright place was not far away.

This even includes the tall wooden poles on the trestle, hanging a bright steam lamp like an extended arm. The entire trestle can be seen clearly and clearly. This light made Cui Hongying's initial nervousness, fear, and doubt gradually disappear completely. Her heart became happy, and at least looked at the girls in the distance, with the bright pink, willow green and other colors, and her heart became relaxed involuntarily.

"Those who understand Chinese and read literacy come here..."

"Those who understand Chinese..."

"Under the age of 15..."

Faced with the signs and people calling them in Chinese and Chinese, Cui Hongying hesitated for a moment. She walked towards the sign that knew Chinese and literate. As a village girl, Cui Hongying's family is a bit of a background. Her great-grandfather also served as an official in the past, and there were also some Chinese books in the family business he left behind. Even after receiving the *** of the eight talented men of the Tang Dynasty, understanding Chinese characters is a special honor. Although the family has been defeated due to constant wars, Cui Hongying still received a very good education.

The sign leaned against a large table, and on the chair behind it was a girl who looked only 16 to 17 years old. Although she sat behind the table, her eyes clearly distinguished from black and white looked a little playful, she still restrained her expression and pretended to be serious.

"You know Chinese, can you understand, can you speak?"

Choi Hongying glanced at the things on the table in front of her. One thing looked like a pen. There was also a beautiful box, a handful of abacus and a piece of paper with plaids.

"Yes, I understand Chinese. Not only can I understand, but I can also speak, write, and do abacus!"

Perhaps it was the girl's competitive heart that made Choi Hongying's answer, not only was Choi Hongying's Chinese saying that was crisp and durable, but it was completely the official language of the Song Dynasty. The girl looked Choi Hongying up and down. It was probably Choi Hongying's pride that provoked her, and her mouth popped out one after another.

"Oh, this young lady is not bad! But this is not enough. Let me explain it first. Junior high school education is just a thing for children! Look, fill in the name, hometown, age, or old marriage. In addition, I want to demonstrate the plan."

I have to explain here that when the comprehension ability is mature and with a little bit of effective tutoring, the courses for junior high school education are really not difficult.

In two months, Pu Jinshu's first wave of students had passed the exam. Just like the methods on Socotra Island, junior high school graduates will become teachers, and they also need to study courses on Socotra Island, which are not directly open to Arabs and Europeans.

Choi Hongying doesn't understand what "junior high school education" is, but it can be seen from the pride on the girl's face that she must have that ability. Perhaps it is the mentality of the flowers competing for beauty that makes Choi Hongying constantly write about the dragon and phoenix dance when she writes her name, and even when she even starts abacus, she can make the abacus beads ring crisp and serially.

The girl asked Choi Hongying to look at her again, and there was no contempt in her eyes, but she spoke to another girl next to her.

"Well, this girl Cui has some skills. Should we bet on it? How long will she finish her junior high school courses?"

The other one looked at Choi Hongying, probably because of her ***, and pursed her lips a little.
Chapter completed!