Jiao Shun's inflammatory speech was undoubtedly quite successful.

As for this utilitarian guidance, will it cultivate a group of corrupt officials...

Jiao Shun said that even if he is a corrupt official, he is at least a corrupt official under his own disciple!

Besides, corrupt officials with certain industrial knowledge are better than those who are conservative and unconventional - the main force in guiding the first industrial revolution is those greedy capitalists?

In short, under the eager gaze of a group of work students, Jiao Shun stepped up his chest and folded his belly and found the residence of the old craftsmen again.

This place is actually no different from the courtyard where I was teaching just now, but it looks more deserted and bleak.

The first batch of twelve old craftsmen had already used breakfast at this time and were gathering in the corridor to chat. Seeing the officials from the handyman office coming in from outside, they all came up with hunchbacks.

Jiao Shun looked at it and found that most of the body was disabled in the middle.

The craftsmen with outstanding craftsmanship these days are that they are old and weak and cannot do it anymore, otherwise their income will be far more than ordinary people. How could they be a half-baked craftsman?

Jiao Shun refused to ask for those old and dizzy people, but wouldn't he be able to pick up these sick and disabled people?

Fortunately, this is not to let them work but to impart knowledge, even if they are incomplete, it is not a big deal.

These people are used to seeing the cold and cold human relationships and the cold world, and are afraid and respectful to the officials, and are more than ten times more cautious than those young and middle-aged students.

But this does not mean that they are honest people.

Those who can be rejected as a "craftsman" after being disabled are either related to the back or are versatile.

Jiao Shun didn't come up and scolded everyone. He warmly greeted everyone and asked about their well-being, asking what they lacked, and letting Liu Chang have recorded it one by one, then he began to give specific instructions.

According to his plan, the work-reading class only teaches writing and arithmetic for half a month, and the craftsmen also have to listen to it in order to learn how the tutors teach and prepare lessons according to their own interpretation.

By February, the craftsmen only tried to start classes, and each person took turns to try two or three classes, and they were still mainly tutors on weekdays.

The craftsmen will not officially start classes in the third month.

Speaking of this, Jiao Shun looked around the old craftsmen, slightly restrained his smile, and said seriously: "I know that you most of them have the intention of cherishing yourself. Some of your unique skills would rather be brought to the coffin than to outsiders."

"But I have also made it clear that it is okay not to teach a unique skill, but the foundation must be laid. After the formal classes start, students will have to vote secretly every month to choose the worst craftsman!"

"If there is a craftsman who has been selected for two consecutive months, or has been selected more than three times in a year, I'm sorry, I'll be dismissed immediately and never hired!"

After a while, everyone was frightened, and some people even began to regret coming to this muddy water.

After all, if you are really dismissed by a student vote, you will be afraid that you will not be ashamed to go back to the workshop to hang out.

However, Jiao Shun immediately handed over another sweet date, saying that after the course officially started, the handyman would allocate a certain amount of teaching and research funds for the craftsmen to purchase tools and consumables.

This is actually a coincidence to subsidize them.

Because the Ministry of Rites was afraid that elementary school tutors would have any objections, the salary of craftsmen must be 20% lower than that of tutors. However, with this so-called "teaching and research funding", the monthly salary of craftsmen is 50% higher than that of tutors.

Of course, if you don’t have enough teaching level and you’re greedy for all your teaching and research funds and you’re dismissed by the students by vote, you won’t blame others.

Jiao Shun explained the benefits of the rules clearly, leaving Liu Changyou to continue to communicate with them in details, so he led Zhao Yan to inspect the kitchen and dormitory.

Simplicity is inevitable.

However, work students are not spoiled, they only need to add some heating facilities in winter.

Specifically, whether to change the Datong Bed and the fired kang or burn a coal stove alone, it will take a decision after the officials below to discuss it.

After just transferring these things, I returned to the front yard where I was teaching, and it suddenly started to rain.

Jiao Shun stood in the drizzle, listening to the sound of Lang Lang reading in the courtyard on both sides, he couldn't help but think of the words "The sound of wind and rain reading". However, the recitations of the work students were obviously uneven, far less tidy than those of the teenagers in the old school building.

When this new policy of working part-time education is on track, it is indeed necessary to recruit young people to enroll.

It was originally scheduled to communicate with the school at noon, but Dean Zhou kept avoiding it and there was no other one in the school that was worth it.

Jiao Shun simply changed to a work dinner.

In addition to the officials of the handyman office, the twelve craftsmen were also taken there and had a meal with fear and fear.

After drinking and eating, Jiao Shun led the team back to the yamen and started a closed-door meeting to summarize what he saw and heard today, as well as the problems and shortcomings in elementary school.

After this trip, I found many mistakes.

When he was an outsider, Jiao Shun didn't say much. When he returned to the yamen, he criticized Zhao Yan's work, saying that these problems could have been avoided, and he would do more solid work in the future so as not to repeat the same mistakes.

As for why he didn't inspect in advance...

That is naturally to avoid disputes in the future. As now, if someone provokes faults, the only one who will be the founder of Zhao Yan will be the first to be affected.

As for whether someone will be accused of dereliction of duty...

Hoho~

Nowadays, middle-level officials above the middle level who are rushing to go to the grassroots level and get along with the people are the aliens in everyone’s eyes!

After the meeting, Jiao Shun left Liu Changyou alone and asked about the progress of the closed-end research and development of the bullet-storey warehouse.

This is the second task that Jiao Shun assigned to him after the successful development of kerosene extraction technology. Because the previous kerosene incidents have indeed achieved results, this time the research is related to firearms, and both Liu Changyou and his apprentice were very active.

However, there has been little progress for the time being.

For skilled craftsmen in the Ministry of Works, airtightness is not difficult to achieve.

The difficulty is that while maintaining the sealing properties, it also has to withstand the expansion pressure caused by the explosion of gunpowder.

If you just use materials, it is not impossible to do it, but the cost will inevitably remain high, and it will also affect the weight and practicality of the gun.

Fortunately, there is no hurry to do this.

At least in a short period of time, Xia Guo was still in the lead in guns - it would be hard to say for a long time that if the Uxi army suffered a defeat, they would inevitably start developing breech guns.

With their manufacturing process, it is only a matter of time to copy it.

Of course, Xia Guo was not idle either, and was also imitating iron armored steamships.

I don’t know whether they will maintain a deterrent balance between each other or conduct a new round of tentative confrontation after both sides innovate their technology.

…………

I was really busy all day.

Jiao Shun fell into the Arhat bed when he returned home, and let Xiangling take off her shoes and socks like a dead pig.

It was not until Xiangling went outside to get hot water again that Jiao Shun found that there were few people in the house, so she said wonderly: "Where is Yuchuan? It's raining again this night. She is not at home, but where did she go to play?"

"I haven't gone out, I'm at home."

Xiangling warmed Jiao Shun's feet with a hot towel, and while carefully putting it into the basin, she replied: "Wu'er got wet in the morning and started to get hot in the afternoon. Now she invited the doctor to come over, and Yuchuan was accompanying her to treat her."

Because of the hot ironing under her feet, Jiao Shun hummed comfortably and asked vaguely: "She has always been weak and doesn't know how to avoid it? Where is the rain? She doesn't have to go on a foreign affairs job. Even if she plays in the Duke's Mansion, she won't have a place to shelter from the rain."

"I asked, but she didn't say it."

Xiangling shook her head slightly, carefully rubbed the scorched toe cracks, washed one, wrapped it with a dry towel, and put it on her legs.

Jiao Shun closed his eyes and raised his toes, climbing up restlessly. When he finally washed the other one, the Xiangling that was flirting with early was full of spring, and the rouge record between his eyebrows seemed to be bleeding.

She blushed and put Jiao Shun's feet back on her feet. She was about to take out the dirty water and pour it out, but Jiao Shun had already been caught in her arms.

Xiangling moaned and bowed her head and let her do whatever she wanted.

But Jiao Shun was so tired after all that he had not recovered yet, so he just hugged her up and down and never went further.

Xiangling gradually calmed down and said in Jiao Shun's arms: "Xuju came in the afternoon. She said that the eldest lady called the second girl yesterday and said that she would come in some days. She would probably live in the second girl where she would make preparations early."

Xing, who is coming?

Jiao Shun was shocked and was still waiting to ask more details. He didn't expect Yuchuan to come in from outside wearing a straw raincoat. Seeing this, he couldn't help but say so: "I'm happy, I pity my storm and rain, but I even asked someone to give me a few words."

"Who is the leader of you?"

Jiao Shun was still hugging Xiangling and asked lazily: "Doctor sent it away?"

"Send it away."

Yuchuan took off her straw raincoat on her own and said, "It's okay to say that it's cold and it's not a problem. This girl is useless. She just got wet in the morning and fell ill in the afternoon. I just said a few words to her, and she got upset!"

Knowing that she was always close to Wu'er, Jiao Shun asked again: "She is so pretty, why did she get wet in the rain? How could she dare to sneer with you?"

“Yeah~”

Yuchuan quickly walked to the bed and put the embroidered shoes on the basin to try it. Seeing that the water was still hot, she smiled and took off her shoes and socks, saying that she wanted to get involved in the uncle's blessing.

After soaking the two tender water chestnuts in the water, she continued: "I was about to tell my master, but in the morning she heard that Mr. Liu had arrived, so she found Mr. Bao Er's courtyard. She didn't dare to go in. She just stood outside stupidly and refused to leave even after being wet. She just hoped to see her."

"I asked her again and again, but she refused to tell the truth. If she hadn't run into Qingwen at the gate of the yard, I'd be afraid she would still be kept in the dark! It was because I mentioned Mr. Liu that she was so annoyed."

Since the Wuer met Liu Xianglian in the 14th day of the first lunar month, she has never forgotten it. Later, Liu Xianglian shot down the national flag of the Wuxi Embassy and became famous in the capital, and she became more and more obsessive.

He heard that it was because he was sick to see Liu Xianglian. Jiao Shun said sourly that he deserved it, and then he wondered: "Brother Liu has returned to Beijing? His wanted order has not been withdrawn yet?"

While lifting the water splash with his jade feet, Yuchuan leaned his body on Jiao Shun's legs and said in a urn: "There is no retreat, but no one looks for him at all. I heard that even the portraits posted at the gate of the city were painted, and they didn't look like Mr. Liu himself at all. Young Master Liu is a lively man. He was so bored outside the city that he simply went back to the city."

"He didn't come to our place?"

"It was said that I would come back when I was resting. Qingwen came here specifically to talk about this, and then happened to meet me at the gate of the yard."

After pausing, Yuchuan lowered her voice slightly and said, "She has not made any progress, so she is naturally embarrassed to come in to see her."

"What's wrong with me?"
To be continued...