nucmednet Chapter 827 Writing, writing, writing, recording, recording, recording
Chapter 827 Writing, writing, writing, recording, recording, recording
However, the harmonious and warm atmosphere in the carriage did not last long.
Li Qingang was very serious about completing the task and explained it in a responsible manner.
From the streamlined appearance of wind turbines to their internal generator structure, from the most basic principle of electromagnetic induction to the distribution of the national power grid, and even the crops planted under the windmills can be used to illustrate the crop rotation technology in modern agriculture...
Xiao Jing'an went from being very enthusiastic at first to taking out his paper and pen and writing furiously.
Huh, what's with adjusting the yaw system? Why is the generated electricity enough to power a household for a week? I don't understand, this is like reading gibberish...
Wow, the rice yield per mu is over 900 jin, and the millet yield is 300 jin. A bad pen is worse than a good memory, I'll write it down!
The boy tried his best to digest the sudden influx of knowledge and left his mark on the paper.
"...Therefore, the iterative improvement of crop varieties effectively supported changes in population structure...in our ancient times..."
Li Qingang continued to deliver easy-to-understand arguments while scrolling on his tablet, completely unaware that the listeners' souls had drifted away from the corners of their eyes, leaving only mechanical note-taking.
Just as Xiao Jing'an was about to interrupt the influx of knowledge into his head, the vehicle suddenly drove off the overpass.
He leaned forward with the momentum and caught a glimpse of the buildings in the distance shimmering with a cold light under the rising sun, their glass curtain walls taking in the shadows of the clouds.
Wow, so many buildings!
His tone was deliberately lively and somewhat exaggerated, but the sight of it for himself, no longer separated by a screen, excited him.
We can finally end this topic now.
“Oh, that place,” Lu Xi mumbled, gazing at the most prominent logo in the building complex ahead, biting her milk tea straw, “is full of modern-day working-class people.”
Of everyone here, only she truly understands this. Sigh, she's taking a sip of milk tea to celebrate her successful transformation from a corporate slave to a white-collar worker.
Really fragrant!
However, upon sensing Rong Yu's disapproving gaze, Lu Xi immediately corrected her attitude and began to change her tune.
"Haha, just kidding! That's an office building, full of hardworking, brave, lively, and kind-hearted workers." She waved to the back seat, "You guys carry on, don't worry about me."
Li Qingang smoothly picked up the conversation, shifting the topic to business: "As far as I know, the Xiao Kingdom also has quite a few policies regarding commerce..."
From the underlying reasons for the ancient policy of emphasizing agriculture and suppressing commerce, to the similarities and differences in tariff systems between the Maritime Trade Office and modern free trade zones;
From the unique commercial tax collection system of the Xiao Kingdom to the opening of cross-border trade routes...
There was nothing too complicated about it; Li Qingang simply wanted to make the most of the information he had recorded over this period of time.
It doesn't matter if you don't understand or remember, after all, their principle is only the exchange of goods, and they never overstep the boundaries of ideology and policy.
Once the vehicle came to a complete stop, Xiao Jing'an immediately put away his notebook, carefully turned the handle to open the car door, and jumped out of the car.
His long, dark hair billowed in the morning breeze, a testament to the young man's good mood.
Finally, I don't have to listen to long-winded explanations anymore.
This young prince, who had just been bombarded with knowledge, had now evolved into Xiao Jing, the version of Jing who refused to be curious and begged for mercy.
He pretended to be calm as he adjusted his cuffs, but deliberately avoided looking in Li Qingang's direction, as if there were some monstrous beasts or floods over there.
Seeing this, Lu Xi couldn't help but chuckle, giving Li Qingang a thumbs up and whispering, "Teacher Li is amazing! He can turn '100,000 Whys' into a silent mode."
She winked mischievously, "This teaching effect is worthy of being called a master of knowledge discouragement in modern times."