However, Ye Yuran finally gave them a more reliable idea: "Oh, do you think you are stupid? Since everyone knows how to find you, don't you know how to find someone else?"

"Who are you looking for?"

"Looking for your sister-in-law, does your sister-in-law have an enlightenment class where they can watch and let them play?" Ye Yuran said, "You guys worked hard there and were so busy that they ended up killing the children.

Aren’t you jealous because you’re playing crazy? If you want to be busy, let’s all work together, everyone is fair.”

Dabao and Erbao looked at each other: Yes, how could we forget this?

Without saying a word, the two finished their homework and hurried to the next door to discuss it with Zhu Bamei.

Although she was a little surprised that the two nephews were looking for her, after hearing their purpose, Zhu Bamei actually thought it was a good idea. However, she made a request: "It's okay, but this 'plan'... you have to do it yourself! I

I am only responsible for lending people to you. You can arrange who they are and what they should do. Is that okay?"

"Okay!" Dabao and Erbao patted their chests and agreed directly.

Next, all the children in Zhujiacun became busy.

Parents of various families found out: Hey, why is my child busier than me?

"Zhu Gouwa, where are you going?"

"Mom, I went to help with the composting plan. Oh, I won't tell you, it's too late..." After Zhu Gouwa finished speaking, her legs ran very fast, and she quickly disappeared.

His mother was left standing there with a confused look on her face: Composting plan? How did this matter have anything to do with her son?

When she went to deliver water at noon, she told Zhu Tonghua about this.

Zhu Tonghua was also confused: "Ah? Gouwa? Are you talking about our son? Are you kidding? Is he capable of such a thing?"

"That's what I said too, but that's what he said... Are you telling me he's lying to me? This composting isn't your grown-ups' business. What does it have to do with him, a child?"

While the couple was talking, someone next door was also talking about this, saying that the children at home also found such an "excuse" to go out and have fun.

After hearing the same thing, several parents got together and became even more confused: it's enough for one child to lie, but if a group of children lied, then...

Soon, this group of adults met their children again. This time, they were given a task: "Dad, how many acres of land does our family have, and how much compost do we need?"

"Why do you ask?"

"Dad, didn't you tell me that I am helping with the composting plan of our village." The child raised his head and said very proudly, "My task now is to first find out how many acres of land my family has and how much compost is needed.

.Then we will see how much our family needs, report it to Dabao and Erbao, and ask them to register it."

Hearing the names of Dabao and Erbao, some people remembered it. They seemed to have heard Zhu Er mutter, saying that Zhu Qun, the right chief, wanted his seventh son to help make a plan for the compost...

Let Zhu Qi help, when will the Dabao and the Second Treasure be missing?

Suddenly, everyone straightened out.

But they never thought that their own children were involved in this matter?!

I suddenly became worried, so I took my children Qian and Wan to explain, asking them to work hard and not to cause trouble to the scholar.

"Oh, Dad, I don't call this adding trouble, I call it helping. Dabao said that as long as we follow their plan, we are guaranteed to make this plan a beautiful one." He puffed up his chest and said proudly.

Said, "When the time comes, you adults will know how capable our children are!"

"You damn boy!" The father slapped his son on the head and cursed with a smile, but he did not embarrass the child again and answered the question seriously.

It seemed that he was worried that his answer to the question was not detailed enough, so he specifically asked his son if he could help with anything. They were adults and had more experience, so they would definitely think more thoughtfully.

Who knew that my son was very ruthless and would throw it away after using it: "No! Dabao asked me to ask these questions. I have to go back to get the next task."

Before the father could answer, the son had already run away.

For Zhu Gouwa, Zhu Gouyuan and others, receiving tasks and doing things is a job that is not too familiar.

When Zhu Bamei was in class before, she used this kind of "group" activity to leverage her mobility.

No, in one day's work, the paper in front of Dabao and Erbao was filled with numbers.

After finishing, they did not rush to do the calculations themselves, but called each group over and asked them if they had learned "arithmetic".

After learning that they had learned some simple things, they assigned tasks to each group and asked them to help make "statistics". Maybe Zhu Gouwa and the others could not recognize all of the characters, but they could recognize Dabao and Erbao.

The symbols before the numbers, different symbols are counted together, and written at the end is "statistics".

In order to prevent calculation errors, each "symbol", that is, the calculation of the category, must be calculated by the team members at least three times. Only after obtaining a unified result can it be regarded as the real result.

If you are unsure, get Dabao and Erbao to "check".

Soon Dabao, Erbao and the others figured out how many acres of land there were in the village, and then checked it with the statistics Zhu Qi got from Li Zheng and the clan leader. After confirming that it was correct, they subtracted the compost that had been piled up, and they knew that now all the land in the village was

How much more compost does the village need?

So, the children received the second task: the current composting team in the village, how many piles of compost can they pile in a day?

Adults may not know the specific number of composts, but generally speaking, there is a certain number of compost pits that can be dug.

In other words, they can come up with a rough number.

With this approximate number, as long as they know how many compost pits they dig in a day, Dabao and Erbao can calculate how much compost they can pile in a day.

Then divide the amount needed by the whole village by the compost pits that can be dug every day, and you can basically determine the number of days.

…

How to use it and how to plan it is the job of adults, but a group of children helped calculate their construction period, which was quite surprising to them.

For a moment, all the adults thought: Wow! It turns out that my children are so awesome, and they can do this at such a young age?!

Although they also have expectations, those expectations are based on work experience and they have a rough number. Compared with what the children can get through "calculation", the accuracy is far lower.

Not only did they figure this out, they also figured out how much work each compost pit requires, which places are best for digging compost, and how to dig more effortlessly...

The plan was advanced step by step, which made the faces of these adults shine, and their tails were raised with pride.

"Hey, do you know who made this plan?" Zhu Tonghua was very proud. Wherever he went, he would tell people, "My son!"

"Your son? Doesn't your boy only know how to fight?"

"Who knows how to fight!" Zhu Tonghua immediately called out, "My son has been in the enlightenment class for one year. He has learned so much already. Who said he can only fight? What kind of memory do you have?

Ah! My son is a literary star who has come down to earth to study!"

"Since he is good at studying, why don't you send him to a private school?"

In one sentence, Zhu Tonghua was dumbfounded.

Yes, if his son is good at studying, can he consider sending his son to a book school to become a real scholar like Dabao and Erbao?
Chapter completed!