The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

At the end of the morning class, all the students were not in a hurry to go to the public kitchen for dinner, but stood at the entrance of the academy looking forward to it.

In the past, Zou Xiujie was always by Li Jin's side, and occasionally Chen Xiran was added.

Lu Changdong wanted to have a deep friendship with Li Jin for a long time, but he never had this chance.

Now, both Zou Xiujie and Chen Xiran have gone home because they passed the exam, and they don't know when they will come back to the academy next time. Lu Changdong is very good at seizing the opportunity.

He was about the same age as Li Jin, and watched everyone run out to take a good seat, intending to admire Mr. Pang's demeanor.

Lu Changdong also rushed out with the crowd, leaving Li Jin a sentence, "I'll help you reserve a seat."

After speaking, regardless of whether Li Jin agreed or not, he ran away without a trace.

When Li Jin walked out of the lecture hall, he could see Lu Changdong standing in front of the crowd, because he had his thighs spread apart, taking up a lot of space.It happened that he also saw Li Jin and waved to Li Jin.

Shout: "Here I am! There's a seat!"

Li Jin was silent, he thought, fortunately Lu Changdong didn't call out his name, otherwise it would be too embarrassing.

Li Jin walked over and said to him, "I plan to eat first."

After all, he lived in the inner city, and it took half an hour to walk to the academy each time. The food he ate in the morning was not enough to support him until the afternoon.

Lu Changdong said: "You, don't you also admire Mr. Pang?"

Li Jin nodded: "Yes, but it is said that Mr. Pang will only arrive in the afternoon, so when will we have to stand?"

Lu Changdong couldn't refute for a while, and then silently retracted his spread legs, "Then, shall we go have dinner together?"

Li Jin: "Alright."

Li Jin bought beggar's chicken and plain pancakes, while Lu Changdong bought steamed pumpkin and baked corn for a sweeter taste.

Li Jin watched him eat blandly, compared with his own, it felt like Lu Changdong didn't eat fireworks.

He suddenly missed Chen Xiran a little bit, at least the two of them could eat meat together.

However, Chen Xiran has been talking about marriage recently, so he probably won't come back to the academy anytime soon.

After eating, there were already circles of students around the veranda of the college. If the two of them went again, they would not be able to stand in front.

Li Jin thought, instead of waiting here, it's better to go to the math department to study more advanced math.

As a teaching assistant in the Mathematical Department, I spent the busiest half a year when the Mathematical Department just started, and I was able to relax recently.

Li Jin and Pan Youfeng divided their jobs, Li Jin was on duty on odd-numbered days, and Pan Youfeng was on-duty on even-numbered days.

In this way, Li Jin was actually on duty one more day than Pan Youfeng, after all, holidays were in even numbers.

Pan Youfeng was a little embarrassed, but Li Jin didn't plan to split the half-day duty.

"That's it. After all, I spend a lot of time studying arithmetic, and it's nothing to be here for an extra day."

Only then did Pan Youfeng agree, and it seemed that he still felt that he was taking advantage of Li Jin.

He said, "I'll buy you a drink another day."

It's hard to imagine that in May last year, Pan Youfeng was still playing tricks and opportunistically in order to make himself easier.

During the even-numbered hours when he was not on duty, Li Jin was not in a hurry to go home. Instead, he would go to the economics department to read, often sitting all afternoon.

Li Jin didn't intend to rush to participate in Qiu Wei, he had only been here for less than two years, and although he had memorized a lot of imperial examination books and learned to recite poems, he still didn't have enough real literary background.

Not to mention other people, his little husband alone has read more miscellaneous notes, travel notes, and unofficial histories than he has read.

Therefore, Li Jin planned to let himself settle down for a few more years.

So that time can polish off the slightly impetuous aura of eagerness for quick success.

On the way of the imperial examination, although Li Jin is now in a good momentum, the things in Qiu Wei's exam are more detailed and profound, and it is not even the same system as the previous county, government, and hospital exams.

Li Jin has the ambition to win Xie Yuan's crown, so he won't fight unprepared battles.

It is said that learning is about accumulating and thriving.

If he really wants to participate in Qiu Wei, Li Jin also plans to participate in the one in four years' time. Although the time interval is a bit long, it is the safest decision.

If he participates in next year's competition, there is only one year and five months left until August next year, even if Li Jin only concentrates on preparing for the imperial examination, the time may not be enough.

Not to mention that he plans to use his free time to practice calligraphy and read more books to expand his knowledge.

When Li Jin arrived at the Department of Mathematics, Lu Changdong was not very interested in it, so he went to the next door to the Department of Economics and Theory.

When Li Jin went, the instructors from the Department of Mathematical Sciences hadn't arrived, and Wan Yun rushed over after he had done two calculations.

Wan Yun's complexion was fair, and the sun was not poisonous at the moment, so his forehead was tanned red.

"Ah Jin, pour me a cup of tea. After waiting for Pang Lao for so long, he's going to be sunburned and peeling."

There was still not much noise outside, which proved that Mr. Pang hadn't come yet. Wan Yun drank tea and said, "I can't stand anymore. Fortunately, there are numbered rooms and sheds for the imperial examination. Otherwise, I, Xie Yuan, wouldn't have come." I know if I can get it."

Before he finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers outside: "Old Pang!"

Li Jin was silent, and Wan Yun tightly squeezed the teacup in his hand: "As soon as I came back, Elder Pang arrived!"

Li Jin said: "Jiaoyu wants to admire Pang Lao's demeanor, and he can see it clearly from the entrance of the mathematics department."

Of course Wan Yun knew that it was Li Jin who was comforting him. After all, if he could hold on for a while longer, he would be able to meet Pang Lao a little outside the gate of the academy.

Seeing him sighing, Li Jin said, "Why are you so obsessed with Mr. Pang when Jiao Yuzhi is not writing anymore?"

Wan Yun sighed again: "You don't understand."

He watched the old man pass through the Confucian Temple and went to the backyard, and said, "Mr. Pang is the most famous person in our Fucheng. As a person from our Fucheng, can I not be excited to see him?"

Li Jin nodded with a serious face, pretending that what Wan Jiaoyu said made sense.

After a while, a small Si in gray cloth bunt came running, bowed, and asked: "Gentlemen, Mr. Pang said that he wants to find a strong man to help carry the cage. Do you have time? "

Who would say no now?

Li Jin's heart beat violently twice, feeling that happiness came too suddenly.

The main reason is that most of the students are outside, and the inner courtyard where Mr. Pang lives is only a wall away from the mathematics department. It is no wonder that his servants come here to invite people.

When we arrived at Lao Pang's yard, Li Jin followed Xiao Si to carry the five cages down without even seeing the old man's face.

The boy continued to bow and said, "Thank you sir for your help. The things in Pang Lao's cage are very precious. I'm worried that I'll bump into something when I carry it alone. The loss outweighs the gain."

Wan Yun stood aside, and he was just helping the two of them, reminding them that there were steps under their feet.

After Li Jin and Wan Yun left, the young man straightened his waist and went straight into the yard, where he sat on the stone bench opposite Pang Lao, so cowardly as he just bowed down?

This person's name was Chen Yiding, and he was the one who made the call to Li Jin.

He was panting from exhaustion, poured Lao Pang a cup of good tea, and then gradually recovered: "I said, Lao Pang, since you don't want to accept him as an apprentice, why bother to come to the academy?"

Mr. Pang felt sorry for his tea and said, "The cow chews peonies!"

But he did not forget to answer, "Is this old man the kind of person who breaks his promise and becomes fat? But if you want to be my apprentice, you have to pass my test first."

Chen Yiding said: "You are always very principled. Since you asked me to pretend to be Xiaosi, then I'll just say it straight. Li Jin didn't show me any contempt just now. He also deliberately lowered his hands when lifting things, not only for safety, but also for There was more weight on my side."

Speaking of this, Chen Yiding said: "Old Pang, what exactly is in this box of yours? Seriously, if Li Jin hadn't taken the initiative to take care of me just now, my old waist would have collapsed."

Seeing that he was about to go to the front to open the box, Pang Lao couldn't hold back the cold expression on his face, stood up from the stone bench, and ran faster than Chen Yiding.

"When will the old man allow you to rummage through the boxes?"

Chen Yiding asked suspiciously: "You don't really put stones in the box, do you?"

Old Pang: "Is this old man one of those boring people?"

Chen Yiding saw that he spoke with certainty, and felt that he was thinking too much.

He said: "There is another poetry meeting this afternoon and I have to host it. I'm leaving first. I really hope that kid Wan Yun didn't recognize me just now."

Wan Yun did not recognize him. After all, the Mr. Chen he had met had always been personable, and his behavior was a model for scholars in Fucheng.

How could he recognize a disheveled, hunched boy as Chen Yiding?

Besides, he is not very familiar with Mr. Chen, at most, he met him a few times when he attended the poetry meeting.

Li Jin was a little strange, the hand of the boy who was carrying the box just now didn't have a callus on it, it was clearly a pair of pampered hands.

But it had nothing to do with him, and Li Jin didn't want to delve into it, so he decided to wait and see what happened.

Seeing that Chen Yiding had left, Mr. Pang was holding the teacup elegantly just now, squinting his eyes to drink the tea, but at this moment the doctor with a 'dang' put down the teacup and ran to the cage.

He said: "It's so risky, I was almost guessed by the surname Chen."

In the meantime, Pang Lao opened the box, and there were indeed blocks of stones inside.

But these stones are not simple. The surface is rough and has many holes. If they are soaked in water, they can absorb impurities.

Indeed, it has nothing to do with calligraphy.

Mr. Pang held two stones in his arms and planned to put these boxes of stones one by one into the pool on the right side of the courtyard entrance.

Well, destroying corpses and eradicating traces.

Pang Lao thought that if a person wants to write well, his arm must have enough strength, otherwise the written characters will be limp.

Therefore, being able to lift stones is also a necessary test item.

"Old Pang, you left a box outside."

As soon as Mr. Chen came in, he saw Mr. Pang holding a boulder in his arms...

Chen Yiding: "?"

After Pang Lao petrified, he became angry from embarrassment, "Didn't you come in without knocking?"