It’s nothing for children to fight, but fighting every day is not a big deal. Why can’t they pee in the same pot?

Cao Ang stepped forward, separated the two with one hand, and asked with a gloomy face: "Why are you fighting?"

Cao Sheng and Cao Chong's uncle and nephew were dirtier than the other, like mud monkeys, but they lowered their heads tacitly in the face of Cao Ang's inquiry.

They also have a bottom line. They solve their own affairs by themselves, and not telling their parents is the bottom line.

After asking a few questions without a response, Cao Ang had to ask other children. Unexpectedly, these little guys were particularly loyal, with their eyes rolling faster than the wheels, and they just didn't speak.

Cao Ang had no idea and went home with Cao Sheng's collar. He went back to the room and threw him into the bathroom. He said directly: "Let the water and wash yourself, wash yourself and the dirty clothes on your body. If you can't wash it, just soak it in the bathtub."

Lu Xin was unhappy and said with distress: "He is still a child, how can he do it?"

Cao Ang was very strong at this point and said, "What's wrong with the child? Do it yourself and have enough food and clothing, go quickly."

Cao Sheng looked at Lu Xin for help. Lu Xin smiled helplessly and comforted him: "Go, I'll learn a few more times."

Cao Sheng felt cold, and quickly took off his clothes and climbed into the bathtub, turned on the faucet to release water, and washed himself clean with soap."

His body was easy to wash, and his clothes were a little difficult. His little hands were really hard to rub, so he had to shout, "Mom..." His voice was sad, and the person who heard it was crying.

Lu Xin wanted to go up to help, but Cao Ang pulled him back and said, "Boy, everything has a price. If you dare to fight, you have to bear the consequences. Hurry up and wash it up. Now I will do nothing and just stare at you."

Cao Sheng had no choice but to pick up the basin to fry water to wash clothes. He poured half of the basin like a waste of washing powder, then reached in and rubbed it. The more he rubbed it, the more aggrieved it became. In the end, tears burst out from his eyes, but Cao Ang looked like a skeleton heart, pretending not to see it.

After rubbing for nearly a quarter of an hour, Cao Sheng lifted his clothes from the basin and said pitifully: "Dad, you're done."

Cao Ang said indifferently: "It's impossible to wear it even if it's so bad, just throw it away."

Cao Sheng: "..." I threw you away and asked me to wash for a long time. Who are you trying to toss?

Cao Sheng, who felt a critical hit of 10,000 points, could no longer help crying, and cried out in tears: "Mom..." Lu Xin's heart was broken, she pulled Cao Ang away and hugged Cao Sheng to comfort her. She said a lot of good things, and promised countless benefits to stop him from crying.

After comforting the child, Lu Xin began to prepare for the lecture on Shangshutai three days later. As for Cao Ang, I don’t know where to go.

Three days passed in a flash. That morning, Lu Xin pulled Cao Ang to the Shangshu Deck. When she went there, she found that Xun Yu and others had already been waiting in the conference room.

After Emperor Guangwu ascended the throne, he abolished the prime minister and undermined the three dukes, and handed over the actual power to the Shangshutai. Now that the imperial power is declining, the power of the Shangshutai has not been reduced, but has been strengthened a lot.

There are many things with great power, and there are more people who need them. There are no less than a hundred people sitting in the huge conference room. The darkness scares Cao Ang and Lu Xin almost escape.

When the two came in, Xun Yu and all their subordinates stood up at the same time to salute, saying, "I have met the young master and the young lady."

Cao Ang replied with a smile, comforted Lu Xin and walked down the steps and gave the podium to Lu Xin.

Lu Xin walked to the podium and looked at a group of officials of varying age. She felt like a university professor was giving a lecture. After taking a few deep breaths to adjust her emotions, she said softly: "You are all seniors who are sitting here, and I dare not show off my skills in front of you. I just didn't say anything and couldn't speak up. Let's discuss it together."

Then he picked up chalk and wrote the word "economic" on the blackboard, saying: "The so-called economy, according to my understanding, is the creation, transformation and realization of value. Human economic activities are activities that create, transform, realize value, and meet the needs of human material and cultural life."

"Simply put, economy is the general term for people to produce, circulate, distribute, and consume all material and spiritual materials. This concept is divided into micro and macro. Micro refers to the property management of a family, and macro refers to the national economy of a country. In this dynamic whole, production is the foundation and consumption is the end..." Lu Xin felt like she found her own stage. She couldn't stop as soon as she opened her mouth. She started with the definition of economics, and then she took it apart from the small categories of economics, and told about the definition of economics. She was afraid that the definition was too dogmatic and some people couldn't understand it, so she accompanied it with some practical cases during the telling process.

Of course, the protagonists of these actual cases are A, B and C. As for the source, they are imagined out of thin air, and they cannot be verified or true or false. Everyone needs to practice it in their future work.

Despite this, Xun Yu and others were still intoxicated by hearing it, staring at the blackboard with their eyes tightly, for fear of missing a word.

This is all knowledge. After learning it, it will come in handy. The most direct advantage is that it can make you more skillful when doing things. As for promotion and wealth, forget it, let’s do the work at hand first.

Of course, there are all kinds of birds when the forest is big, and even if the classroom is big, it is impossible for them to be all academic masters who love to study. There are a few sitting in their seats like listening to books.

They all came from that era. Cao Ang understood their behavior very well, so he didn't care much. He pressed his fist against his cheek and closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

For poor students, the slow time in class is enough to describe it as the years, but for the top students, time is like a flash of time, and it is gone in a flash. Lu Xin unknowingly talked for half an hour, and after the last definition, he smiled and said, "Let's rest, go to the toilet and drink water, and continue after a quarter of an hour."

Everyone had no objection to this. They got up and were about to leave when the door of the conference room was pushed open from outside. Cao Cao took Guo Jia in and glanced at him and said with a smile: "Everyone is here. I heard that you are in class, I will come over and take a look together!"

Everyone: "..." What are you most afraid of in class? The bell rang when the teacher came in next class.

Everyone bowed and was about to sit back, but Cao Ang said, "Dad, you came here really unfortunately. The get out of class has already ended. We have to go out to the bathroom and come again in a quarter of an hour."

After a night for an hour, he had already been suffocated and had to go out and let him go.

Cao Cao's face collapsed on the spot, but the others cast admiration and gratitude to Cao Ang.

There are many older people, and some of them can't hold them in.

Cao Cao quickly adjusted his mood and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, let's take a break first."

After saying that, he left the conference room on his own initiative.

What should I do if I don’t leave? People dislike it.

The time for get out of class is always short, and a quarter of an hour passes quickly. Everyone returns to the conference room again. Xun Yu even ordered someone to bring a Taishi chair to Cao Cao and continue the class.

The class was prepared temporarily by Lu Xin, so there was no textbook. Xun Yu and others listened carefully and were afraid of forgetting afterwards. They wanted to take notes, but they were afraid of missing what they were talking about when they were taking notes. They felt so entangled.

After finally staying up until lunch, Xun Yu walked up to the podium and said with a smile: "Mrs. Young lady, can you give us a copy of this textbook?"

Lu Xin looked at the notes in her hand and smiled: "No problem. I will print a few more copies to you when I have time. I will compile some economics textbooks when I have time. I hope Xun Lingjun will not dislike it."

"No, no."
Chapter completed!