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

As usual, Yang Yuanzu took a dry towel to wipe Lin Ting'an's hair after taking a shower. There was no hair dryer here, and Lin Ting'an had long hair, so every time Yang Yuanzu had to wipe Lin Ting'an's hair for a long time before it was completely dry.

"Xiao An, let's discuss it. Why don't you wash your hair in the morning?" Yang Yuanzu's hands were almost sore after wiping and fanning.

When Lin Ting'an's hair was almost dry, he needed to be fanned with a cattail leaf fan to dry it easily.

"Then you will also help me dry my hair in the morning?"

"Why don't we just do it in the morning..." Before Yang Yuanzu could finish his words, he saw Lin Ting'an looking at him with an accusatory and aggrieved look, and then changed the topic and said: "You still need to wipe and fan yourself in the morning, right? !”

Seeing that Yang Yuanzu was so enlightened, Lin Ting'an decided to let him go and said: "No need to fan, just wipe."

After Lin Ting'an's hair was dry, the two got close to each other and said a few sweet words to each other before going to bed.

It has been more than two months since school started, and everyone is already familiar with it. Before classes start, students gather together in twos and threes to chat or discuss study.

The most discussed issue was whether Yang Yuanzu had to pay twenty penalty copies today.

Seeing that Yang Yuanzu's friends who acted like masters yesterday looked like they were there today, they sat in their seats and did not participate in any topics.

Others who knew that they had good relations with Yang Yuanzu came forward curiously and asked, "Did Yang Yuanzu stay up half the night just to punish him twenty times?"

Feng Qingyang looked unhappy when he heard this and said, "How can a man like a market woman like to inquire about these things?"

The student was bored and lost his temper, so he left with a few curses in his mouth.

The words in this person's mouth were unclear and his voice was low. He looked like he didn't dare to cause trouble but was unwilling to do so.

There are many such people in the academy, but Feng Qingyang is too lazy to care about them and just concentrates on studying.

As a result, they did not quarrel on one side, but the superiority faction and the peasant faction on the other side started quarreling, and it even seemed to get worse.

When several people who were friends with Yang Yuanzu heard that they had a quarrel over the copying of books.

The peasant faction felt a little dissatisfied when they saw that several of Yang Yuanzu's friends did not help Yang Yuanzu in the argument, nor did they side with the peasant faction.

Feng Qingyang didn't care. He was from a scholar family, but the others had the same attitude. He was annoyed for a while and lamented that Yang Yuanzu had made all kinds of friends, and they were not loyal at all.

It's not that a few people are unwilling to participate in the debate, but that their debate is boring. Is it worth arguing whether Yang Yuanzu can sleep at night? ? ?

A few people did not want to participate in the topic and were as quiet as chickens in their own positions.

When the two sides were quarreling fiercely, the protagonist of the topic came belatedly.

Yang Yuanzu failed the martial arts examination and needed to participate in morning exercises with the martial arts students, so he usually stepped on the spot in the morning.

Entering the school, everyone turned to look at Yang Yuanzu, who looked confused.

Yang Yuanzu's face was rosy and he was full of energy. He didn't look like he had stayed up all night.

Everyone wanted to come forward and ask, but the sound of classes rang in the corridor.

Yang Yuanzu's class time is really accurate, and he always hits it every day, except yesterday.

As soon as Master Jian walked in, he asked Yang Yuanzu to hand in his twenty penalty copies, and Yang Yuanzu handed it in in a polite manner.

The handwriting on the rice paper was exactly the same, and it was obviously written by the same person. Master Jian noticed that Yang Yuanzu looked full of sleep and energy, and after careful inspection, he asked, "How long did it take to copy?"

Yang Yuanzu thought for a while and replied: "It's been quite a long time, probably most of the night."

A group of informed friends:...

It was class time now, and Master Jian didn't want to spend too much time arguing with Yang Yuanzu on this issue, so he waved his hand and let Yang Yuanzu leave.

Yang Yuanzu returned to his seat obediently and started a day of daily lectures. During this period, Master Jian asked Yang Yuanzu many questions, but Yang Yuanzu answered them perfectly one by one.

Master Jian saw that Yang Yuanzu was in high spirits, and thought that he would let Yang Yuanzu copy more penalties next time to see if he could copy it.

Mr. Jian saw Yang Yuanzu looking leisurely yesterday, and saw him looking like he had slept well today. He was really curious about how Yang Yuanzu copied all the texts twenty times. In the past, he punished other students to copy, which one was ranked first? On the second day, he didn’t look distressed.

Lin Ting'an found a shop in Fucheng and stayed there for some time. After the shop's business stabilized, he handed over the business to Bian Dalang.

Pian Dalang is a businessman and has a flexible mind. He also received training from Lin Ting'an, so he got started smoothly in the store.

However, a new store can't rely on just one bakery chef. Lin Ting'an also hired an accounting clerk who is good at calculations.

In the Fucheng branch, not only their new baby rabbit and lucky beast handmade soaps are very popular, but their previous flower handmade soaps and fabrics are also selling well.

The shops in Fucheng and Shunxing County only need to hand over the account books to Lin Ting'an for inspection.

So there was the next scene.

On this day, Lin Ting'an dressed up as a book boy and accompanied Yang Yuanzu to class. Compared with the two, Yang Yuanzu became the most leisurely one. Lin Ting'an was looking at the letters and account books handed over by his subordinates.

Yang Yuanzu craned his head out of curiosity and glanced over. Lin Ting'an was writing a reply, 'You can make your own decision on orders of less than fifty taels from now on. There is no need to ask for my opinion...'

Yang Yuanzu didn't finish reading, and silently retracted his head.

Yang Yuanzu has no extra time to dawdle recently, because Master Jian found that he was very efficient in doing test papers and endorsements, so he increased the workload.

In addition, there is a yearly exam before the holiday. Yang Yuanzu has not dared to make small moves in class recently. Without Yang Yuanzu's interruption, Lin Ting'an's work efficiency has also improved a lot.

The annual examination in the Ning Dynasty was held once a year. Firstly, it was to test whether the scholars were genuine, and secondly, it was to classify the talents. First-class scholars were rewarded by the court every year, and they also had guaranteed qualifications for the examinations for children.

Scholars in the academy all hope to earn some extra money by sponsoring children. Compared with other livelihoods, sponsoring is the easiest.

Those candidates who are just a little short of a first-class scholar have been in school to study before dawn. They all want to give it a try and get first-class results in the annual examination.

Those with poor grades looked bitter and resentful, for no other reason than that if they failed in the exam, they would be deprived of their qualification as a scholar. It can be seen that after being admitted as a scholar, it is not easy to sit back and relax.

"As the saying goes, beggars are afraid of dogs, and scholars are afraid of annual exams. Brother Yang, we are fellow villagers and good brothers. You have to save me!" Luo Mingshi grabbed Yang Yuanzu's hand as if grasping a life-saving straw. .

Several friends who were watching the excitement stopped reading after hearing this. They put down their books and looked at Luo Mingshi. Among them, only Luo Mingshi had the worst grades, and he came into the academy with low grades.