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Chen Xi didn't expect that Xia Zhubu knew his grandfather's posthumous title. ∴,

However, as the third in charge of the county government, the chief clerk of Xia knew very well about local county anime and celebrities, and it was also a way for officials. Whenever officials took office at the office, they must first understand the local county anime and the gentry structure of the county's gentry so that they can govern correctly and not be controlled by others everywhere.

Afterwards, when the chief clerk Xia talked to the master of the master, Chen Xi and his son were not involved. After all, they were servants. Even if the chief clerk Xia occasionally mentioned the ancestors of the Shen family, they did not take the father and son seriously.

Chen Xi listened to their conversation next to him. It turned out that the imperial court's Ministry of Works, Dushuiqing Literary Office, had to live in Ninghua County for two months to go to Tingzhou to supervise water conservancy construction.

The doctor of the Ministry of Works of the Ming Dynasty was a fifth rank official, and the magistrate of Ninghua was only a seventh rank. The Han County Magistrate of the County of this county wanted to curry favor with Shangguan, so he had to do a lot of effort in reception. According to the chief clerk of Xia, it was necessary to prepare a house for the doctor of the Ministry of Works of the Ministry of Works of the County in this county and give the best care in life.

The master Wang Changnie and the chief clerk Xia are old acquaintances. The magistrate handed over the reception to the chief clerk Xia for full management. The four-entry yard on the Yi Building on the river in the south of the city has been prepared. Now the servants and decorations are needed to be taken care of by Xia.

The chief clerk of Xia learned about the bellows from Wang Changnie, so he came to see it with his own eyes so that the doctor of the Ministry of Works would feel more comfortable during his stay in Ninghua. But this was not the main reason why the chief clerk of Xia came to the Wang family. This visit was mainly to pay the Wang family and let the government pay less money or even make money.

This means that the money received by the doctor of the Ministry of Works will be distributed openly, and the well-known gentry in Ninghua will have to pay for the money. This is a historical rule. As for looking at the bellows, it is just a reason.

When the chief clerk Xia got the money, he offered to say goodbye. Before leaving, he looked at Chen Xi again and said with a smile: "This boy may be a talent that can be created."

Wang Changnie went out to see the guests, but Butler Liu said to Shen Mingjun: "Mingjun, you have heard what Master Xia said. If you look back, you should send your son to a private school to study. Only by studying can you have a future."

Shen Mingjun was very happy at first. His son was praised by the official. This was a matter of glorifying the family. But after hearing the words of Butler Liu, he looked embarrassed: "Butler Liu, I have sent all the money I work for home. Where can I have spare money to support my children? I want to work and support my family when he grows up, and I dare not ask for any future prospects in the future."

Butler Liu scolded: "The view of fools."

Then he left with his sleeves.

Shen Mingjun took Chen Xi back to the courtyard and came to the main house to discuss matters with Zhou. In order not to let Chen Xi and Lin Dai eavesdrop, the two of them deliberately closed the doors and windows of the room.

Chen Xi didn't have to guess that he knew that his parents were discussing his studies, but the situation at home was really bad. Now the Shen family wants to support Liu Lang's study. The little money saved by Shen Mingjun on weekdays was not enough to allow Chen Xi to enroll.

Chen Xi sat in the yard, pulling and writing with wooden sticks.

I am used to writing simplified characters on weekdays, but I am not used to writing yi time suddenly in traditional Chinese. Not to mention anything else, the words "南" of the turtle, the depressed "南", the "南" of the body, etc., are extremely troublesome. Fortunately, Shen Xi's major is archaeology, and understanding traditional Chinese characters is only the most basic skill, and he is also good at calligraphy.

Lin Dai looked at him silently, and finally couldn't help but squat down, carefully looked at the things like ghost-drawing talismans on the ground in Chen Xi, and asked, "Brother, what are you drawing?"

Chen Xi looked at her sideways and asked, "Didn't you ask you to call me brother?"

Lin Dai pouted and said, "Mom, don't let mom say I called your brother before marrying you, and I will call you husband in the future. I won't let me listen to you, and I will mess up the title."

Chen Xi didn't force it. He thought that Xia Zhuanzhu would become the mentor of his life, but the result was that the bamboo basket was soaked in vain. Now he finally realized that Xia Zhuanzhu was just a philandering little bureaucrat who was pleased with Shangguan. The purpose of seeing the bellows was actually to come to the Wang family to ask for money.

"Are you literate by words?"

Chen Xi asked at Lin Dai who was staring at him.

Lin Dai shook her little head hard, and her eyes fell on Shen Xi's face: "I don't know you, do you know literacy? I heard that only those noble people can recognize words. You are so young, you must be randomly scratching, so I don't believe it."

Chen Xi smiled and asked again: "Then can you memorize the multiplication table? It's Xiao Jiujiu, yiyi gets yi, two gets 4."

Lin Dai smiled and nodded, "I know, ninety-nine eighty-two, ninety-two, ninety-seventy-three"

Chen Xi then realized that the ancient times memorized the multiplication table was memorized reversely. Lin Dai recited it for a while, suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Xi with dissatisfaction: "You tease me, since you ask me, I guess you will do it, you just want me to make a fool of me."

"It's useless to know how to memorize. You have to learn to write. I'll teach you how to write?"

As he said that, Chen Xi drew a horizontal line on the ground, "This is yi. Add another horizontal line below, which is two. If you add another horizontal line, it is three. How do you write four?"

Lin Dai said happily: "Then add another yiheng."

Chen Xi smiled and said, "This is wrong. This is the fourth one."

As he said that, Chen Xi wrote down from yi to 10 by counting, and then repeated it in traditional Chinese. Although he had never taken a pen before, Chen Xi found that not only had the memory and knowledge of his previous life passed down, but also brought those basic skills, including writing. The words he drew with a wooden stick were very neat regular script.

Chen Xi thought to himself: "Even if the thin arms and legs are not formed, otherwise there will be no problem in splashing ink."

Lin Dai looked carefully for a while: "You said that the words above and below are pronounced, but why are they not like this? There are so many strokes below and you will definitely be lying to others again."

Chen Xi smiled and said, "I didn't lie to you. Yi is one, and the second is two. The above is so simple that it is just convenient for people to record daily. If you want to write accounts or official documents for formal occasions, you must use the following, which is difficult to tamper with. The numbers are very rigorous things. If you add a horizontal line, it will be completely different."

"oh."

Lin Dai nodded in a slight sense of understanding, and the manager accepted Chen Xi's statement.

Soon Shen Mingjun and Zhou walked out of the room. Zhou was still wiping his eyes, with tears in his eyes, and he felt a little sad. Chen Xi hurried up and took Zhou's hand and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou shook his head and said, "It's okay, my mother was fascinated by the sand."

"I'll do things first. You should listen to your mother at home." Shen Mingjun said something and went out.

Zhou lowered his body and picked up Chen Xi's hand: "Xiaolang, your father said that even Master Guan thought you would be promising in the future and wanted to send you to school, but the family really couldn't afford you. In the future, your father would find a way to send you to the old scholar who taught literacy. At least it wouldn't cost much to write his own name, at least he wouldn't be illiterate."

Zhou burst into tears as she said that. She believed that her son could become a great man, but her family was poor and could not let Chen Xi go to a formal school. Even if she wanted to send Chen Xi to a temporary school that just taught a few words, she would have to live a life with a slight sting. She felt very guilty.

Chen Xi smiled happily: "It's okay, mom, even if I don't go to school, there's nothing wrong. If mom just wants me to know a few words, I can grow up and study with my uncle, and I don't have to waste money. I think it's difficult for my uncle to pass the imperial examination."

Zhou was originally kind-hearted and cursed when he heard this, "You little brat, can't you say something nice? Your uncle is also studying for the Shen family. Now he can't even leave the door in the attic. It's so hot that he can't take a shower. I guess his whole body is stinky. How pitiful?"

"If you dare to say bad things about your uncle again, I will not deal with you!"

Chen Xixin said that this was the one he was familiar with, he was extremely fierce and fierce. If he said a few soft words to him, he would think that I was a ghost.

Zhou said again: "I discussed with your father that I will study to recognize words. If you study hard, you will definitely not be lazy."

"Um."

Chen Xi nodded.

Lin Dai next to him stared at Zhou and said, "Mom, can I go to school with my brother?"

Zhou blamed, "What are you little girl learning about? A woman without talent is virtue. She learns needlework and threading well with her mother. When she went to the tailor shop, her mother asked, they were asking someone, and she wanted to go over and try to go to work, so that she could help the fools to read."

Chen Xi felt a little guilty.

It’s not that I’m going to school now. Just learning a few words from the pedantic old man, Zhou has to work hard to help me with the family.

He felt sorry for Zhou, but unfortunately he couldn't do anything now.

In this era, if you want to make money, you must have strength. Chen Xi is still too young now, and even if you are full of knowledge, you dare not use it casually. The best way is to do something behind your back and slowly change the status quo, as long as you don’t know that it was done by him.

When Zhou and Lin Dai left, Chen Xi sat alone in the yard, thinking about how to turn the knowledge in his mind into white money.

Unfortunately, Chen Xi studied literature rather than science and engineering in his previous life. Even if he knew the structure of the bellows, he was thinking about it when he was verifying ancient books. It would be too unreliable to invent a steam engine to make glass. He just roughly understood what happened to these things. It is completely a fantasy to truly turn knowledge into productivity, and even if he had to do it day and night, he would not achieve anything.

If it is simply an academic thing, even if he is well-versed in ancient and modern times, he will not make money. If he is useless, he is a scholar. The best way is to start with calligraphy and painting.

For archaeological needs, Chen Xi had in-depth research on calligraphy and paintings in the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties, and also had a lot of knowledge about fake calligraphy and paintings. From paper pressing to finished products to old-fashioned calligraphy and paintings, the technology has been updated hundreds of years later, and many advanced instruments cannot measure the authenticity of calligraphy and paintings. If he could make several calligraphy and paintings of famous people in the previous dynasty, the value would be less than a few taels of silver.

Unfortunately, the problem now is that he does not have paper, pen and ink, and ordinary people will not prepare these things. Moreover, after making the fakes, they still need to carve seals and make ink paste. It is very difficult to complete these with his small body.

Just when he was fascinated by the thoughts, Lin Dai ran in from the door and shouted: "Brother, come quickly, someone bullies me."

Chen Xi raised his head when he heard this and saw that Lin Dai had been wearing a lot of stains on her new clothes that had been around for two days. After careful, she found that it was a mud egg.

At this time, a seven or eight-year-old boy wearing fine materials came in at the gate. He was holding a wooden stick in his hand and a mud ball in his hand. Obviously, the guy was throwing mud eggs at Lin Dai.

Chen Xi was still sitting and said slowly: "Call me brother, otherwise I won't help you."

Lin Dai said anxiously: "But Mom said okay, I'll call your brother, okay brother, please help me beat him. He is a bad guy. He just threw mud on me while I was not paying attention and dirty all the new clothes my mother bought for me."

Chen Xi stood up and walked towards the boy who was half a head taller than him.

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