Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

"We have to pay off our mortgage, so we don't have servants. In Changjing City, my family is just me and my wife, except for our two children. She is responsible for all the big and small things in the house. Not only does she have to do housework and take care of the children, but she also has to go to the market to buy daily necessities." He paused and continued, "It's not convenient to take care of the children when shopping, so my family set the shopping day on my day off."

What this means is that when the arithmetic official has his day off, he stays at home to take care of the children while his wife goes out to buy groceries.

The arithmetic officer didn't want to stay home to take care of the children, but he would rather stay home than go out shopping. What if he ran into a colleague while out shopping? Would he still have any face? !

So the arithmetic official, who wanted to save face, strongly requested to stay at home to take care of the child.

"Brother Yang, I'm telling you this because you and I have similar interests. Please don't tell anyone about how I raise children!"

Yang Yuanzu didn't take it seriously. "That's nothing. To be honest, I was the one who took care of my child until he was two years old."

"Brother Yang, you are truly my close friend!"

The two men felt that they had met too late, and the arithmetic official wanted to acknowledge Yang Yuanzu as his sworn brother.

After a busy day, Yang Yuanzu finished work in the afternoon and went straight home. Logically speaking, Yang Yuanzu did not need to do the measuring work, but he did not have anything important to do in the Agriculture Department, so he volunteered to come. It was because of this that he made his first good friend in the court.

The next day, when Yang Yuanzu passed by the theater on his way to court, he found that the door was sealed. He had been outside the city all day yesterday, so he didn't know what had happened. So he asked the driver, "What's going on here?"

Although Tianpu did not enter the city yesterday, he heard some of the neighbors who went into the city to buy things talking about it, so he replied: "I heard from Aunt Ba next door that a murder occurred in this theater during the curfew the day before yesterday, and the victim was working for the court..." Tianpu thought about it and finally remembered the identity of the victim, "A clerk working for the court."

He said he was working for the imperial court, but in fact he was working for the Hanlin Academy. Kong Mu had a low status and no rank in the Da Ning Dynasty. He was a minor official who was not in the mainstream.

This matter did not attract much attention in the court. At most, people who knew the news would gossip about it when they were bored.

"You're still running around during curfew. It's fate!"

There was a lot of commotion among the people. Some brave ones went outside the theater to watch the excitement, while the timid ones took a detour when they saw the theater.

After experiencing such a murder, the people became very proactive in abiding by the curfew law of the Da Ning Dynasty.

In the past, the police would rush them home with drums and gongs, but now they would go home on their own before curfew without anyone urging them. In the eyes of ordinary people, this murderer even dared to kill those who worked for the court, let alone them, the nameless common people.

The people in the Agriculture Department were busy, so when Yang Yuanzu came, he didn't hear anyone mention this matter. When he asked the arithmetic officer about it, he didn't take it seriously. The officer told him nonchalantly that people died in Changjing City every year, and big events happened every now and then. At first, you might think it was a big deal, but after a while, you get used to it and don't take it seriously anymore.

Yang Yuanzu recalled the past few months since he came to Changjing and found that many things, big and small, had happened, more than what had happened during his few years in his hometown of Shunxing County.

His child was fine running around in his hometown village, but in Changjing he was stolen to Liucheng when he went out for a meal.

There was also the same thing with when I was eating roast duck in a roast duck restaurant. I was interrogated for no apparent reason and almost got into trouble.

I went to the theater to watch a circus, and a murder happened there that night.

"If you experience too much, it's no longer a problem!" The arithmetic officer touched Yang Yuanzu's shoulder and said earnestly like an old man.

"Go away!" Yang Yuanzu moved the hand of the arithmetic officer away and pointed behind him, signaling him to look behind him.

The arithmetic officer turned around and saw the fast-moving man who was in charge of recording the data running towards them with a stack of calculated data.

"Let's get started!" Yang Yuanzu took out the draft book and pen and ink he had brought with him.

"Does Sprinter walk by running?!" the arithmetic officer wailed.

The two men carried the small desk out of the carriage. The fast-footed man who was recording data nearby saw this and asked enthusiastically, "Do you two lords need any help?" Then he started to help lift the small desk.

The small desk was not big and could be moved by one person. Yang Yuanzu declined Fei Maotui's help. The arithmetic officer saw that Yang Yuanzu could move it, so he must be able to move it too, and they refused as well.

"Little brother, you should go and record the numbers. There are quite a lot of acres to measure today."

When Feimaotui saw Yang Yuanzu calling him "little brother", he retreated with a look of surprise and excitement, and his speed was much faster than when he came to submit the data.

"It's so fast that it's almost as fast as a porter." The arithmetic officer expressed his opinion.

"Indeed." Yang Yuanzu agreed.

Perhaps because there were no convenient transportation and cargo transport channels, the porters of the Daning Dynasty had extraordinary leg skills. Except for eating, sleeping and short rests, they could run continuously.

The two checked the collected data and graphics against the land, and after finding that there was no problem, they began to do calculations.

On the way, Yang Yuanzu had just finished counting the land and was drinking water when he saw a fast horse coming towards them not far away. At first he thought the person was just passing by, but when he looked from the direction, he saw that it was heading towards them.

Those who come with evil intentions will not be welcomed by those with good intentions. Yang Yuanzu poked the arithmetic official with his elbow. The arithmetic official thought he had crossed the line, so he shrank to the edge of the desk and continued to calculate without raising his head.

Yang Yuanzu reminded quietly: "Someone is coming."

The accountant raised his head when he heard this, and the man on horseback ran towards them in the dust. The man on the horse shouted "Whoa!" and the big brown horse stopped as he was told.

The man on the horse flipped over gracefully and landed on the ground. He accidentally stepped on a banana peel and stumbled. Fortunately, he had good kung fu and quickly stabilized his body.

The banana peel was just thrown away by Yang Yuanzu and the arithmetic officer. Yang Yuanzu originally wanted to bury the banana peel along with other fruit shell garbage as fertilizer when he left, but he didn't expect the man on horseback to suddenly run over.

When Yang Yuanzu saw that the banana peel almost caused someone to fall, he hurried forward and asked the person if he had fallen or if he was feeling unwell anywhere.

The visitor looked calm, as if nothing had happened just now. He greeted the two men as usual, because they held official ranks. Then he introduced himself as an official from the government and asked about their detailed schedule at the theater that day and whether they had noticed anything unusual in the theater.

Yang Yuanzu left the theater early that day. The entry and exit register at the door showed when he left the city, so he was ruled out as a suspect. As for the abnormality, he really didn't notice it. His attention was entirely on the quality of the melon seeds and tea, the stone slabs, and the performance.