"What is this?" Fang Zhongyong asked excitedly.

“This is the concept of clock.”

Li Ming directly told Fang Zhongyong some knowledge points from later generations about calculating time, which are 24 hours a day, 60 minutes a day, and 60 seconds a minute.

He also talked about the origin of time and the reason why it is divided in this way, and other various knowledge and theories.

Fang Zhongyong was shocked again, his eyes were filled with the desire to seek knowledge. He listened with relish and felt very novel. Even a child prodigy sometimes could not understand it.

Because this is all the advanced knowledge that Li Ming told him.

This is how many years of cultural knowledge he can understand quickly, it’s really a damn thing.

However, Li Ming had some patience and told him slowly.

It takes two hours to talk about it. At this time, the number displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign is "10".

Fang Zhongyong was sweating coldly. He listened to the knowledge structure and theory of the clock for two hours before he could barely understand it. He had to be amazed at the sage's extensive knowledge.

Looking at Li Ming, the little stars were in his eyes, and his heart was filled with admiration.

He is worthy of being a saint.

Seeing him staring at him, Li Ming touched his head, making him concentrate. He asked if he didn't understand anything, and then he focused on the time theory again.

Fang's father, who had been staying outside, couldn't stay idle because the black dog was sleeping and didn't play with him. He had to find something by himself, wiped the pillars and beauty railings of the pavilions, and mopped the floor while lying on his own.

Clean the castles inside and out in the sky.

It's clean and spotless.

Li Ming never thought of letting him do anything, but he was really idle and started doing it on his own initiative, and he was still happy and even wiped the wooden bridge.

Li Ming was too lazy to care about him because he had no time, so Fang Zhongyong had many problems and could not get out of it at all.

In comparison, he felt that Fang Zhongyong's affairs were more important.

With the number "8" displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign, Fang Zhongyong became more and more anxious, and sweat also appeared on his forehead.

Now, Fang Zhongyong has basically understood the time theory. The next step is the Arabic numerals and the rules of addition and subtraction, which he has to re-examine again.

While Fang Zhongyong re-examining, Li Ming was not idle either.

He thought of a very classic simple question, chickens and rabbits in the same cage: There are now animals with six heads and four feet; birds with four heads, four heads and two heads, seventy-six heads above and forty-six heads below.

Question: How many birds and beasts are there?

When the number "5" was displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign, Li Ming threw this question to him and asked him to answer it. Of course, he could only answer it with the new learning.

It took him half an hour to make the ink mark.

It was done, but he was covered in sweat, and he was obviously extremely nervous. Li Ming felt that he was not as nervous as him during the college entrance examination.

He smiled and then taught him something terrible, the establishment of the binary equation.

Then, Li Ming saw that the prodigy had a big head, his eyes widened, and he sweated more and more. But after a moment, his spirit became more excited. This was his desire for new knowledge.

After he finished speaking, Fang Zhongyong digested it for a while and asked a new question: "Is there a three-element equation?"

Li Ming told him: "Yes."

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhongyong could learn from it, and Li Ming was secretly surprised.

So I continued to discuss with him.

Time flies especially quickly. When they stop, the time number displayed on the dragon pattern wooden sign is "2".

Fang Zhongyong also wanted to continue asking Li Ming about all kinds of knowledge, but Li Ming no longer told him because the knowledge of irrigation at one time was too big and fresh, and it would be useless if it could not be digested.

Besides, this knowledge is enough.

In the past two hours, Li Ming no longer told new things, but asked Fang Zhongyong to start by studying the knowledge he had just learned. Li Ming acted as a student and let Fang Zhongyong be a teacher.

During the story, Li Ming also raised various questions to make things difficult for him. Some Fang Zhongyong would get stuck, but overall it was very good.

The two of them almost entered an immersive environment and had long forgotten the time. As they were talking, the number on the dragon pattern wooden sign suddenly showed "0".

Even when he was telling, Fang Zhongyong's eyes were always on Li Ming, so he naturally saw the numbers on the dragon pattern wooden sign. At this time, he felt that he was being pulled by a mysterious force, as if he was about to disappear from this time and space.

He immediately knelt in front of Li Ming, kowtowed three times, and said, "Thank you for teaching knowledge."

Without saying a word, Li Ming used his spiritual power to stuff all the drafts on the desktop, including a volume of scrap drafts, into Fang Zhongyong's arms.

At this moment, Fang Zhongyong and Fang's father disappeared.

“Time flies so fast.”

Li Ming looked at the empty study room and sighed helplessly.

If time permits, he can definitely talk for days and nights, but unfortunately there is not enough time. However, this knowledge is enough for Fang Zhongyong to think about it for a long time.

...

Outside the Li Mansion.

Fang's father still held Fang Zhongyong's little hand, looked at the plaque "Li Mansion". When he remembered the scene just now, he felt like he was dreaming, but when he saw the paper in his son's arms.

He knew it was not a dream.

They really met the legendary saint.

If it weren't for a saint, the logic would not make sense at all. How did they appear in a paradise out of thin air, and why did they suddenly come back here?

It can only be a saint's method.

It was also the saint who woke him up.

Fang's father let go of Fang Zhongyong's hand and walked to the Li family's door. Two servants guarding the door looked over.

"Something happened to my family. The matter of writing poetry has been postponed. I will definitely bring Zhongyong to you next month. Please tell Mr. Li. I'm really sorry, I'm sorry."

Fang's father remembered that the saint said that he could only write poems once a month, and the opportunity for next month was left to Mr. Li, and he would no longer do such things this month.

Because Zhongyong just came back, he must have to digest a lot of knowledge, and this month will definitely not work.

But I have to give Mr. Li a sacrificing place, so I'll come next month.

Fang's father took Fang Zhongyong away and said with a smile: "Zhongyong, let's go home."

Fang Zhongyong also held his hand and said, "Dad, the saint said that when my knowledge reaches a certain level, he will personally come and teach me more powerful knowledge. Do you think he will really come?"

Fang's father thought for a while and said:

"That depends on your performance. If you become very powerful and super powerful, he will definitely come. If he doesn't come, you are not powerful enough."

Fang Zhongyong clenched his fists, and a confident light shone in his eyes.

"I will definitely become very powerful in the future. My talent will cover the entire era. Saint, I will wait for you to come."

He raised his head and chest out, full of confidence, and followed Fang's father away with great strides.

Widths of soft sunlight shone on his small figure, but dragged his shadow very long and gradually covered the entire street.

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Chapter completed!