The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life

By July, Li Jin had also gotten used to the teaching process of Ningxing Academy. He attended lectures every morning and went to the Department of Mathematics to copy books for annotations in the afternoon.

He originally thought that his life would continue to go on in such a step-by-step manner until he took the hospital examination next year.

Unexpectedly, the magistrate took time out of his busy schedule to visit the Department of Computing, read the application books they annotated, and criticized: "The progress is too slow."

In fact, this was written by the four teachers who worked overtime.

But when the magistrate said so, everyone could only admit his mistake: "You are born late and not talented, so you must work harder in the future."

The magistrate also knew that he was impatient. Although Ningxing Academy taught a lot, not everyone was interested in arithmetic.

And to deal with the practical problems of mathematics, we have to find those who are willing to study this way with great concentration.

The magistrate waved his hand to let the instructors continue to make annotations, while Li Jin and Pan Youfeng were still in the learning stage. The annotations they made now were only practice, and they were not qualified to submit them to the magistrate for annotation.

Everyone present knows that the teaching assistants are nominally annotating applied mathematics books, but in fact they are still in the understanding stage.

It is good to be able to read and understand the scriptures, but it is difficult to be competent for the tasks assigned by the magistrate.

Sitting next to the head of the mountain, the magistrate picked up the books that had been annotated by the teaching staff, looked through them roughly, and discussed with the head of the mountain if there was something wrong.

The first commentary was mediocre, the prefect frowned and said to the head of the mountain: "This is called commentary? Isn't this just changing the original text!"

It's still a mouthful as always, and it can't make people "clear at a glance" at all.

The head of the mountain said: "You are too demanding. To change the way of thinking is to change the way of thinking. This is much easier to understand than the previous way of thinking."

The magistrate felt that he was different from Shan Zhang's ideas. After all, he had been in politics for so many years, and he had rarely been exposed to hard-to-pronounce pure academic language.

Handling cases and dealing with people mostly use vernacular.

Therefore, the commentary on the Sutra in the magistrate's mind is actually to use the vernacular as the commentary.

But obviously, the "vernacular" in the eyes of the teachings is also so literary.The prefect can't do anything about it.

Of course, there are quite a few people who can speak the vernacular, but there are only a few who are qualified to comment on the scriptures, and the magistrate can only accommodate them.

The magistrate put down the first book, picked up the second book and flipped through it, and before he had glanced at it, he put the book down again.

In short, they are not in line with his ideas, but they are better than nothing.

However, he didn't have much interest in continuing to read. The prefect spared half a day to come to Ningxing Academy, but he returned disappointed, his face darkened.

Wan Jiaoyu's seat was close to the head of the mountain, he stood up suddenly, walked in front of the head of the mountain and the magistrate, and bowed deeply.

"Lansheng is bold enough to ask adults to read this book, which is only half-written."

It is said that only half of the annotations have been made, but the bound paper is twice as thick as the original book.

The magistrate still remembered Xie Yuan, an amazingly talented young man in this province, and rewarded him with a face, so that Shao Yin, who was waiting by his side, took over the two books.

Unlike the annotations made by other people on the side of the original manuscript, the annotations of this book are separate from the original.

Wan Jiaoyu said: "The annotations can be made into a book alone, and only reading the annotations and not the original work will not affect its effect."

The magistrate already had no expectations, but after looking through it, he first felt that the font looked familiar, as if he had seen it not long ago.

Second, he could hardly help applauding——

How common is the language of this description!As long as you are literate, you can roughly understand the meaning, and you don't need to pay attention to those awkward wordings!

This is exactly the effect the magistrate wants!

The magistrate's already gloomy face gradually put on a smile, and he praised: "You really deserve to be the young man Xie Yuan, this commentary is well done.

Although the length has increased, it can be printed in three volumes and distributed in various lower-level towns and villages under the jurisdiction of the prefectural city. "

Seeing that the magistrate was full of praise for this, Wan Jiaoyu gave another deep bow.

Before he had time to speak, the magistrate said, "Of course, your retouching fee (article fee) is indispensable. Calculated by the number of copies issued, the retouching fee is [-]% of the net profit."

Wan Jiaoyu was shocked, that's not what he wanted to say after saluting just now!

But he is a very upright person, seeing the prefect's misunderstanding gradually deepened, Wan Jiaoyu simply knelt down and said: "My lord, this comment was not made by a late student."

"Who did it?"

Wan Jiaoyu replied: "The author is Li Jin, a native of Hongyan Village, and the first case."

The magistrate took a few steps forward, personally helped up Wan Jiaoyu, and immediately laughed when he heard the author.

"Who am I? It turns out to be the best Li brocade written by Ce Lun!"

They had lowered their voices before, and the other teachings were far away, so they couldn't hear much.

It's just that Wan Jiaoyu knelt down suddenly from the corner of his eye, everyone was a little shocked.

They didn't think that Wan Jiaoyu had committed a crime, but they also didn't know the mood of the magistrate, so they didn't dare to take any action.

But not long after, the magistrate personally helped up Wan Jiaoyu, and read out Li Jin's name aloud!

Li Jin didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, so he quickly put down his pen, stood up, walked to the magistrate, and knelt down.

Now he only has the status of Tongsheng, and he still has to kneel when he meets an official. Only when he is selected as a scholar after the courtyard examination can he be exempted from kneeling.

The magistrate picked up the thick note and asked Li Jin that he did it alone.

Li Jin replied: "My lord, it was written by Wansheng alone, but Wansheng didn't understand the second question of Chapter 7, so he got the result after consulting Wan Jiaoyu."

The magistrate also personally helped him up, and asked again: "Did you get other people's advice for making annotations like this?"

Li Jin shook his head and replied: "No, it's just that he was born late in a farming family, and he usually communicates with his neighbors in vernacular. He also thinks that this book of farming and mulberry calculations will help the farmer to do farm work, so he wants to make the annotations simple. Make it easier to understand."

Even though most of the peasants are illiterate, the village head is literate. These mathematical concepts are close to life, so it is not difficult to understand them.

The magistrate was very satisfied with Li Jin's words, and even wanted to read other notes that Li Jin was making.

His move was unexpected even by the head of the mountain.

After the magistrate left, the rest of the mathematics department looked at Li Jin in the wrong way. Several instructors circulated the annotation written by Li Jin back and forth, and they were full of conviction after reading it.

Although they always knew that Li Jin's teaching assistant was very serious, they saw that Li Jin had been annotating the Nongsang Sutra of a book for a month, and they all added the word "talented and stupid" to Li Jin's evaluation.

Who would have thought that Li Jin silently completed the task of annotation - compiling the book.

After a while, Shao Yin came back in a hurry, and wanted to discuss with Li Jin the issue of publishing the book after it was compiled.

Li Jin could only ask the head of the mountain to leave first, and went to the teahouse with Shao Yin.

Shaoyin was probably in his early thirties. During the government examination before, he knew that the magistrate directly dealt with a cheating examiner in order to hand-pick the case.

At that time, Shao Yin was thinking, and he didn't know whether the value of the case was worth the trouble of the magistrate.

After all, this is just a child's exam. If this student really wants to be an official, there will be college exams, township exams, general exams, and palace exams later on. Each exam is more difficult than the last.

Most candidates will be stuck in the robbery of being a scholar.

And even if it is the head of the government examination, it may not be able to pass the Jinshi examination.

But when he saw Li Jin this time, Shao Yin's eyes really brightened. From the student's body, there was no exaggeration at all. Instead, it was all settled down and stable.

The magistrates are all optimistic about Li Jin, and Shao Yin is also willing to make friends with him.

"I'm Shaoyin from this residence. My surname is Zhuo, my name is Jun, and my name is Zirui. You don't have to call me Sir, I am much older than you, just call me brother Zirui."

Of course Li Jin seized the opportunity and took over the olive branch.

"Brother Zirui, Li Jin was born late, if you don't mind, you can call me Ajin."

"Okay, then I'll be blunt. It's getting late, let's make a long story short, and I'll ask you a few questions first."

"Brother Zirui, just ask."

"How long will it take you to finish compiling this Nongsang Sutra?"

"Half a month is enough, but after that, it needs to be proofread one by one. It is estimated that it will take another half a month."

Shao Yin drank the water in the cup in one gulp, and Li Jin poured tea for him again.

He said: "Master Zhifu said that this simplified version of the Nongsang Sutra will be distributed in bookstores in the city after printing, and documents will also be issued. Every village will buy at least one set."

Li Jin was silent, this is the so-called strong buying and strong selling.

Shao Yin continued: "You get [-]% of the net profit from it."

Li Jin couldn't calm down immediately, and put down the teacup in his hand, his eyes were full of disbelief.

This was the first time that Shaoyin saw other expressions on this late student's face other than "fulfilling his chest".

Even when he was being questioned by the magistrate before, Li Jin was neither humble nor condescending, and after being helped up by the magistrate himself, there was no trace of panic on his face.

But now, Li Jin was so surprised when he heard the words about splitting the money.

Shaoyin couldn't help being happy, and said: "I still think you are so calm, if I knew it earlier, I would directly tell you about the share."

Li Jin was surprised for a while, and then regained his indifferent face, but there was a smile in his starry eyes, and anyone could see his happiness.

Then Shao Yin told Li Jin about the printing in mid-August.

"You don't have to worry about printing the book number. Before August [-]th, go to the shopkeeper at Ningxing Bookstore on the main street and tell him that you are Li Jin. He will naturally take care of everything."

Li Jin naturally wrote down one by one.

After the two parted, Li Jin went to pay the bill, and walked home more briskly, wanting to share this happy event with his little husband.

Before that, he also said that he wanted to publish the life fragments written by the boy into a script, but even if the boy really wrote it, he still had to find a way to ask for a printed book number.

However, today's printed book numbers are not unified across the country, but are regulated by each prefecture, so you can buy them if you really want to.

But with the editor of the 'Nongsang Sutra' handpicked by the magistrate as a stepping stone, Li Jin felt that things would go smoothly in the future.

Seeing that Li Jin came back so early today, Qin Muwen took the bamboo basket from his hand and put it in the study, and walked with him to the inner courtyard.

"Ajin, did the Faculty release people early today?"

Li Jin smiled and told what happened today.

"The magistrate pays attention to the development of Nongsang, and my simplified version of Nongsang's Almanac just happened to meet his preferences. It's really good luck."

Qin Muwen said: "Ah Jin told me before that luck is also a part of strength. I think it is because of Ah Jin's hard work that I have today's harvest."

Li Jin saw that the little husband was speaking logically, so he couldn't help kissing him on the cheek.

"Since Wen Wenkua worked hard for her husband, I will definitely work harder tonight."

Qin Muwen is no longer that innocent young man who doesn't understand the meaning.

There was a beautiful pale pink at the end of his eyes, and he replied in a low voice, "Yeah."

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