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369 Common sense is not necessarily common sense

"Commissioner, some workers came to Nanchang, saying that the work has been suspended everywhere now, and the prices in Nanchang City and Yuzhang County can no longer be stopped. Although the Jiangxi Provincial Government allocated supplies, it is now a portion of grain that needs to be used for three parts..."

Liao Shiliang, who changed into formal clothes, cherished the outfit on his body very much. The black and dirty look was not good, but it was made of cotton and silk, with a pocket, a pen, a laptop, and can remember a lot of things.

He was originally a "fighting man", but now he has tried his best to "civilize". He wants to make Wang Jiao look up to him, and he is a little humble, but he doesn't even say he is licking and flattering.

"Have you observed it?"

Wang Jiao was writing something. Most local farmers couldn't understand the words that were covered in vagueness. Only those who came from other places could understand something if they had good reading and had deep knowledge.

Only in plain language, it seems that the pretentiously sociological and philosophical nouns were smashed and smashed, so everyone suddenly realized many problems.

Wang Jiao used what words and stories to tell, and he was able to go through security positions before traveling through time.

"All of them are very nutritious workers, they look very good, they are said to be from the printing company."

"That's for sure. When I was killing Longgang, I also had a small workshop. I printed some things at school and public offices, and it was a lot of money. My younger brother who used to kill fish at the stall could make more than ten yuan a month. As long as the printed things are in line with each other, he would not have to worry about sales."

As he said that, Wang Jiao said to Liao Shiliang, "Our own printing factory will be opened sooner or later. Several 'Presidents' in Changsha have already sent a letter. In addition to promising me to press, there are also some old machines that have been eliminated, which we can use a boat to pull back."

Bang.

After putting the folder together, Wang Jiao picked it up and handed it to Peng Yan who was ready at any time, "Eleventh, take it to the organizer to copy and print it."

"yes!"

After Peng Yancai left, Wang Jiao said to Liao Shiliang again, "No matter how difficult it is for the people of Nanchang to live, they cannot all come to our poor mountains and rivers. But when they come, they are guests, Hunan and Jiangxi are cousins, so no relatives come and drive people out. Besides, there are always places to use people, and they should be treated as "work-for-relief."

After getting Wang Jiao's affirmation, Liao Shiliang knew it at this time.

In fact, he didn't want to drive Jiangxi people out, and he was too hungry. He didn't know where he didn't have food. How uncomfortable it was.

You can die no matter how you die, but you just don't want to starve to death.

Chop in half, rinsing schi, car cracked...

That only pain.

starve……

He was tired and dizzy, and then he wanted to swallow the sky and eat the earth, and he dared to stuff any messy things into his mouth, but he didn't know if it was considered starving to death.

Putting his heart in mind, Liao Shiliang didn't want to live such a life at all.

"Then...committee, I'll arrange them now."

"As long as they do business, they will first arrange for the temporary guesthouse to take care of two meals and accommodations. After registering, they will see what skills they have, and then report to the training center."

"clear."

With a bottom line, you will have confidence in what you do.

If you are not picky about those who flee, or "induce the disaster to the east", this is already a very amazing superior.

At this time, the "New Yigong Training Institute" in Anren Town had already begun to prepare for the secretary's office. Wang Jiao had wives around him, so he was easily left to them because he had many wives.

Now that it is replaced by Peng Yancai and others, everything is not easy, and most of them have to do it themselves.

Fortunately, I received a good education before traveling through time, so I could use the article and set up a sample. I only read a few years of books locally, and I could behave well as I studied accordingly.

Because there are many "study soldiers", a night school was temporarily established. In addition to improving the academic ability of "study soldiers" itself, it also literate the children of local tenants.

Compulsory education has begun in Leiyang County, a hundred miles westward, and here, there are a large number of illiterates in the core area of ​​the empire.

Even a hero of a tenant family like Liao Shiliang, he just said that he had some knowledge and knew a few words.

Let them read an editorial, and they can only read it in a hurry.

Most young people of appropriate age in Anren Town have dyslexia.

This is not innate, but a direct consequence of artificial information blockage, coupled with the lack of cultural education.

Finally, the problem is not big. The continuous high-intensity learning training in night school, coupled with the high-intensity brushing, all kinds of reading disorders were shattered.

Even the original writing obstacles no longer exist.

Maybe it is not well written and not very literary.

But what happened in a day can still be recorded clearly and clearly.

Specific issues, specific analysis.

The reason why Wang Jiao was so deeply touched was because the skills taken for granted before traveling through time and common sense did not appear out of thin air. There was no stable society and no good education system, and the "common sense" mentioned by those refined self-interested people did not exist at all.

When I was killing Longgang, I didn’t feel it deeply, but in Anren Town, this feeling was particularly strong.

Around that time, when I opened my eyes, I was surrounded by illiterate people, so I felt it didn't matter.

However, along the way, I suddenly discovered that such a black hole was torn into pieces, and it was like a black dot painted on white paper, which was particularly eye-catching.

When a piece of white paper has nothing, it is called a piece of white paper.

When there is a black dot on a white piece of paper, then it is called a small black dot...

Outside the "10,000-acre Fengtang" large pavilion, a temporary wind-proof fence was built, and after opening the skylight, it became much brighter.

In the fence, the students sat upright one by one, listening carefully to the students' homework explanations.

Students with excellent homework must share their experiences.

The answer is not important.

Knowledge is important.

The truth is particularly important.

"Why do people with the largest number of people in Anren Town, especially those tenants and poor peasants, want to revolution? The reason is very simple. They can no longer engage in production activities safely. Without the right to produce, the final result is that they have no right to survive. Both of these are deprived of the old officers and landlords who have the smallest number of people in Anren Town."

"What is exploitation? This is called exploitation."

"Since there is no right to produce and may not have the right to survive, then the willingness to change this state will naturally become stronger. In other words, the willingness to revolution has become stronger."

"So, is the revolution just killing the landlords and it will be over?"

"In fact, the ultimate goal is to return to production and survival. This is what Member Wang said about the reallocation of means of production..."

The fence is very simple and air leaks from time to time, but the students sitting upright are all busy taking notes.

Some of them are following fashion and coming from Jiangxi to watch the fun; some want to be a gilded official and come from other prefectures and counties in Hunan; some are common people, who were originally here, and they were quite inferior.

However, at this moment, everyone's hairstyles are the same and their scalp is shiny; everyone's clothes are the same and simple and clean; everyone's eyes are the same and bright and hot.

This kind of high-pitched enthusiasm for learning made the members of the "Study Team" who thought they were elites of the Ministry of Education, even when they were roasting fire by the stove behind, they seemed to be shivering by the weather in the twelfth lunar month, as if the cold wind was shaking.
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