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Chapter 239 Traveling in the world depends on routines

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    Zhao Hao originally acted like a master and just waited for the two brothers to bow before him.

    Who would have thought that they would ignore her and just turn around and walk away, unable to hold her back.

    Not only Sanyang, but also Zhao Hao was anxious now.

    Damn it, I let you go today, where can I put my face?

    "If you go back and talk nonsense, how can I do pyramid schemes in the future No, spread scientific knowledge?"

    "Stop!" He slammed the table and stopped the two of them.

    "What are you going to do?" The brothers turned around and glared at each other.

    "What do I want to do?" Zhao Hao sneered: "What do I want to ask you? You don't say a word when you come, and you just drop your buttocks and leave. Are you trying to entertain me?"

    "The two brothers were really kind, and they said yes, they were wrong, and we were not very polite either.

    The momentum couldn't help but weaken by half, and the elder brother muttered: "I want to become a disciple, not play monkey with a child"

    People in Shandong are honest people. The two brothers let Sanyang fool them. They heard that their teacher was highly respected, so they thought that even if they don¡¯t have white beards, they must have black beards, right?

    You have no hair on your lips, how dare you pretend to be?

    "Be careful what you say!" Sanyang was furious when he heard this, and shouted to the tough man: "You must respect our teacher!"

    "It's your teacher" the younger brother protested.

    "That's right, I won't call anyone younger than me master anyway." The long-legged man nodded, convinced.

    Now Sanyang is furious. The youngest among them is in his early twenties, but they are all much older than their master!

    "In every imperial examination, there are many candidates who are older than Master Fang. I have never seen old disciples think that Master Fang is too young. Why don't you have teachers cheering each other?" The senior brother said with displeasure, rolling his sleeves:

    "I don't even understand that there is a sequence of learning and that the master is the teacher, yet I have the nerve to say that I am a scholar!"

    "Shang Qin is only four years younger than Confucius, and Zhou Chu is more than twenty years older than Lu Ji and Lu Yun!" The third junior brother also curled his lips and said: "Apprenticeship is based on knowledge, not age."

    "Yes, if you look at your age, it's easy. How about you take your grandma as your teacher?" The second senior brother showed his usual unconventional style, opening his mouth without twitching.

    "You!" The veins on the macho man's forehead were pulsing. Fortunately, a gentleman speaks but doesn't do anything. He still resisted the urge to beat this guy, tilted his head and said: "No matter what you say, I won't change my mind anyway."  of."

    With that said, he bowed deeply to Zhao Hao and said, "I'm sorry, I won't be my disciple anymore. I'll say goodbye."

    "Humph, once you enter this door, it's not up to you to say goodbye or not." Zhao Hao gave a strange laugh.

    The brothers discovered that at some point, several men with arrogant faces had blocked the door.

    "Why, you're still running a black shop?" The macho man was unfazed and tucked the bottom of his cotton robe into his belt, as if he was ready to come over anyway.

    ¡°I¡¯ve only heard of people forcing cows to drink water, but I¡¯ve never heard of people forcing people to become disciples.¡± The long-legged brother also darkened his face.

    "Then let me show you something today." Zhao Hao flexed his muscles and stopped pretending. He jumped up and squatted on the kang, saying in a deep voice:

    "Not everyone can learn our knowledge. Even if you want to become a disciple, I may not be willing to teach you!"

    "That's not good, just let me go." The long-legged man said in a muffled voice.

    "I won't let you go because you dare to look down on me." Zhao Hao rolled up his sleeves, moved his neck and said, "If I don't let you go out convinced today, how can I carry the banner of science in the future?!"

    ¡°That¡¯s right, my master specializes in treating all kinds of dissatisfaction!¡± The eldest disciple quickly pressed his master¡¯s shoulders and said flatteringly.

    Hua Shuyang also sneered and said to the two of them: "Or you two can kneel down and kowtow and say, Grandpa, I was wrong, that's fine too."

    "I, you" the two long-legged brothers said to themselves. This guy looks like a human being, why does he deserve a beating so much?

    Why are we so mean?  It's not enough to call me master, but you also have to call me grandpa?

    However, since Zhao Hao said that he did not have to become a disciple, the two of them calmed down and stood there with their arms folded, waiting for him to persuade without saying a word.

    ¡°Sit down for me, the pestle is there like two wooden stakes.¡± Zhao Hao glared at the two of them angrily, sitting on the kang he had to look up at people.

    The two of them obediently took off their shoes and got on the kang, crossed their legs and folded their arms and continued to wait for his persuasion.

    "Put your arms down. Don't you have a seated figure?" Zhao Hao glanced at the two of them coldly.

    When my brother came and he glanced at me, I felt a tingle in my heart. He said to me, "Good boy, you really do look like a teacher"

    He actually put his arms on his knees.

    ?This is called professional skills - when teachers teach students, it is simply a routine. Not only are the specific knowledge familiar with the routine, but also the teaching method is a routine that needs to be refined and refined.

    It¡¯s like a newly graduated female college student stepping into a high school lecture hall. If you don¡¯t thoroughly understand ¡°Educational Psychology¡± and then ask the seniors for advice on how to manage students, you will be made angry by those bastard students for days and days.

    Zhao Hao¡¯s ability to intimidate these rebellious genius students is inseparable from these invisible but invincible routines.

    Without any tricks, Wang Wuyang can make him vomit blood.  How dare you accept so many apprentices?

    What¡¯s more, in the past six months, he has fully entered the role of teacher commander.  Now every look and every movement has been refined by three students and two nephews.  It's a piece of cake to keep this solid-eyed, long-legged brother in check!

    ??~~

    After a chaotic episode, the room finally returned to normal.

    Cai Ming and others quietly left, and Zhao Shizhen served tea and snacks.

    Wang Wuyang presented the prepared tea tray, and Zhao Hao started brewing Kung Fu tea.

    The Ming Dynasty had just completed the transition from making tea with tea cakes to making tea with tea leaves in the Song Dynasty, and had not yet developed the rather elegant and cumbersome way of drinking tea like Kung Fu tea.

    Even Xuelang, who is very particular about making tea, doesn¡¯t have to go through so many steps when making tea.

    Zhao Hao found that every time he made kung fu tea, his three apprentices would look at him with admiration, and he knew that this was a powerful tool for showing off.  So when entertaining distinguished guests, they often make the tea themselves.

    Previous time, he even suppressed Wu Shilai, let alone these two young people.

    Sure enough, the long-legged brother saw that his tea-making technique was as smooth as water. Although he had never seen it before, he felt that he clearly had a Zen meaning.

    The two of them said to themselves that it seemed that this boy was really promising, so they couldn't help but put away their suspicion

    Zhao Hao asked casually while washing the cup:

    "What are your names?"

    "Teacher, my name is Yu Shensi, and the cursive characters are correct." The long-legged man replied hurriedly.

    "My name is Yu Shenxing, and the cursive character is Wugu." The long-legged brother also said.

    When Zhao Hao heard this, his hands shook and he almost spilled water.

    It turns out to be the future Yu Shoufu and his staunch brother

    ¡°Well, I¡¯m going to resort to tricks again.

    I just blame you Wugu. Why do you want to be the chief assistant in the future?

    ??This young master is not interested in being the first assistant, but he is really interested in the master who is the first assistant.

    He took a deep breath, faced the strange looks of the two people, picked up the jade book from the red clay stove, simmered it, poured boiling water into the purple clay pot and said:

    ¡°Wuwang, I¡¯ve heard some interesting stories about you.¡±

    "Oh, teacher, do you know about me?" Yu Shensi was quite surprised. He was not even a civil servant, he just accompanied his younger brother to Beijing to take the exam. He didn't expect that Zhao Hao, a boy from the south, could actually know about him.

    "Influenced by your father, you are ambitious as a young man and well-read. You especially love military treatises. You also have a very strong memory and never forget a recitation. Your talent is still above that of your younger brother." Zhao Hao smiled slightly, sorry, I am  Young master learned this in his previous life.

    "This, this" Yu Shensi couldn't help but look at each other with his brother. They were both honest and upright gentlemen, so naturally they would not deny it for the sake of denying it.

    "My brother's talent is indeed far better than mine." Yu Shenxing sighed, sincerely convinced.

    "Then he" Sanyang couldn't help but wonder. Yu Shensi was several years older than Yu Shenxing. Since he was more talented, why did the younger brother wear a round collar, and why did the older brother still wear a student uniform?  shirt?

    "Because this guy is a strong man." Zhao Hao used the first tea water in the purple clay pot to boil the cup, and said it like a story about an old friend.

    "When he entered the rural examination at the age of 19, he forced the candidates to take off their clothes and go barefoot because of the heavy security in the examination room. He treated the candidates as prisoners. He thought it was an insult to the gentlemen, so he left in anger and vowed not to go to the Gongyuan Court again."

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