Chapter 42
Chapter 42
"Anji Village is going to make silage!"
"Uncle An, Village Chief An will take the lead, and Master Zhao will be the supervisor!"
"Go quickly! As long as you work hard, you can earn money. You don't have to go to the county town to do odd jobs."
"Uncle An has such a lucrative business, but he's willing to let us join him?"
"It seems that there are too many people who want the goods, and he can't handle it."
"His family made a lot of money in the past two years. We can make money too."
"Why do you need women? Why do you need half? We have the most strength to do this kind of work."
"Don't be ridiculous. The one who does the work in your house is your wife. She is stronger than you in carrying wheat!"
"Who cares? Anyway, all my family members will go and see. Whoever can respond will go to work."
"It's during the slack season, so it won't interfere with farm work."
The villagers had already heard some rumors, and now that they knew the official news, they accepted it much faster than expected.
yes.
This is about making money.
They have been watching Uncle An's family earn money for two years!
The whole village rushed to the village chief's house.
Tables and chairs had been set up in front of the village chief's house. An Dahai was registering everyone's names. He couldn't write them all, so he called An Xiaohe over.
But in the end, Madam An Er was the most careful and she remembered the most clearly.
In Anji Village, there are fewer literate adults than children.
There were even fewer women, one was Mr. Zhao’s wife, and the other was Mrs. An Er.
Therefore, those who wanted to come and work had to register their name, age, number of family members, amount of land and livestock in each household.
After filling in everything, wait for notification.
There was some confusion at first, but by the afternoon of August 13, which was the sixth day of the holiday, things were sorted out.
Madam An Er, who was called over, was a little confused at first, but now she has become the pillar of the family.
She introduced the people who came to register one by one, and divided them according to the situation of each household. An Dahai and An Xiaohe became her assistants.
Mrs. An also knew every household in the village and gave suggestions on candidates.
According to the number of people in each family, one to two people will be selected. If there are many people in the family, more people will be selected.
Of course, we also have to choose diligent people, and Village Chief An and Uncle An are also aware of this.
The list came out early in the morning of August 14.
All the villagers who were shortlisted were ecstatic.
Here comes the opportunity to make money!
I don't know how much I can earn though.
But every little bit will help the family.
By the time the New Year comes, the family can add some new cloth and rice.
Some households who cannot afford to buy a cow even dream of saving some money after the New Year and buying a spring cow.
"How many people went to your house?"
"My family is small, only six people, and only my daughter-in-law was selected. They said she usually does the work most efficiently. How about your family?"
"My youngest son went there and he also said that he is usually hardworking."
“So this is the selection criteria.”
"I'm diligent too! Why don't you look for me?" someone objected.
"Both of your daughters have been selected. Why are you so dissatisfied? Your two daughters are more hardworking than you!"
The list passed through several hands.
Master Zhao, Village Chief An, Uncle An.
Together with Madam An Da and Madam An Er, they took care of almost every aspect.
Therefore, the people selected are almost flawless.
Ji Yuan looked at the whole village in joy and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This year's wheat holiday was originally seven days.
But the eighth day, which is tomorrow, is Mid-Autumn Festival, so it is also a holiday.
Finally, during the holiday, I managed to completely settle the silage issue.
Even without him in the future, the silage in Anji Village will be able to operate on its own according to such meticulous regulations.
There is no need to worry if the demand for silage increases.
If there is less material, just add more people. There are plenty of people waiting to work in Anji Village.
At noon on August 14, all those who went to work signed and put their fingerprints on the document.
Village chief An and his group can also go to the yamen and ask the government to make backups first.
However, the people who went this time were Village Chief An, Uncle An, the second wife of the An family, and An Dahai.
Ji Yuan will definitely follow.
Veterinarian Zhang, who is a skilled worker, doesn't need to go there. He will work with Madam An to find a suitable place in the village and dig a cellar after the autumn harvest.
After lunch, the group prepared to set off.
Unexpectedly, I met an unexpected person at the entrance of the village.
Ji Yuan had also seen this man before. He was very thin and looked listless.
It was Li Yaozhong, the younger brother of Li Pandi, the second wife of An.
"Second sister! Are you going to the county town? What for?!" Li Yaozhong asked knowingly.
Li Yaozhong now lives in his brother-in-law's house. How could he not know about such a big thing happening in Anji Village, which has been so lively recently?
Mrs. An Er, who was originally holding the documents, froze in her face. She subconsciously looked at her father-in-law, Uncle An, and said, "Go to the county town to do something. Aren't you studying?"
It was quite unexpected that Madam An Er was called over to do the job.
It was An Dahai, 13 years old, and An Xiaohe, the same age, who had inadequate records.
As Master Zhao was old and Village Chief An was not very literate, they found Madam An Er, who was familiar with silage and could read and write.
After doing all this clerical work, she has become an indispensable person.
Not to mention, she will be in charge of the accounts from now on.
Therefore, Madam An Er will also go to the yamen this time, as she will have many dealings with the yamen in the future.
At the beginning, Mrs. An Er, who was busy with the work, didn't realize anything. But after a day's work, she became more energetic and happier than cooking at home.
It was not until Master Zhao suggested to Ji Yuan that she should go to the yamen to do her work that Madam An's eyes turned red.
This feeling of having her value recognized was just like when she helped to keep the silage account book.
To be honest, she only keeps accounts and handles the money, and there is no profit.
But being able to read and write like she did when she was a child, and not just writing in secret, made her feel comfortable.
This good mood disappeared immediately when I saw my younger brother.
"You should go back soon and study hard. Aren't there going to be provincial examinations next year?"
Uncle An is not that good-tempered.
It's not false to say that he is stingy.
I have to count every grain of rice on a daily basis, and recently I lost a lot of money because of paying taxes. I feel so unhappy.
He was even more unhappy when Li Yaozhong, who suddenly came to his house and ate and drank for free, came to his house.
If it weren't for the sake of my second son and daughter-in-law, I would have driven him away long ago.
"Our house is a mess. If you really can't continue reading, just go home." Uncle An said directly.
Li Yaozhong and Li Pandi's expressions changed.
Li Yaozhong simply felt ashamed.
Madam An Er knew that it was really not a good idea to leave her younger brother at her husband's home.
"I was thinking, if you go to the government office, take me with you. When I was in the city, I often interacted with people in the government office."
"Besides, if there is any clerical work, you can ask me to do it. I have read more books than my sister and remember them better. I am a scholar."
Li Pandi's face became even uglier, and he looked at him almost in disbelief.
Village Chief An and Uncle An were tempted.
Yes, no matter what, Li Yaozhong is still a scholar and a man.
"Village head, uncle, let's go quickly. If we go too late, the government office might be closed."
"Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the government offices will not be open."
Ji Yuan interrupted and looked at Li Yaozhong again: "Mother Xiaohe has kept the accounts of silage for two years. She knows these things best."
"Besides, this is our Anji Village's business."
The last sentence made Village Chief An and Uncle An put their thoughts aside instantly.
yes!
Their business in Anji Village!
Outsiders cannot interfere.
Xiaohe's mother, Mrs. An Er, is from their Anji Village!
Who is this Li Yaozhong?
Seeing this, An Dahai patted the ox cart's rear end and said, "Let's go! To the county town!"
Li Yaozhong didn't expect that even though he mustered up the courage to ask for this "hard job", the people of Anji Village were not grateful.
era.
Why is it the new era again?
Last time, I asked him to help plead with the people in the county school, but he refused.
This time it directly messed up the matter.
His sister only learned a little while he was studying when she was a child. How could she compare to his knowledge?
Li Yaozhong kept mumbling something like "what a disgrace" and was so angry that his nose was crooked.
An Laoer, who was passing by, looked at him and just walked past.
A prodigal brother-in-law will be annoying.
"Brother-in-law, my sister followed a group of men to the government office, aren't you afraid?" Li Yaozhong said casually, "A woman should stay at home and be honest. Why get involved in accounting matters?"
An Lao Er stopped and pointed at Li Yaozhong and said, "Get out of here, get out now, you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth."
He doesn't know what kind of person his wife is? Isn't she cheap?
In fact, before Li Yaozhong appeared, An Laoer respected scholars very much.
Not to mention Master Zhao, who is respected by everyone in the village.
Take his wife for example. She is the gentlest, most kind and polite one at home. Except when she urges Xiaohe to study, she is very nice to him all the time.
If his family didn't have some money, he wouldn't have been able to marry such a good wife.
An Laoer thought that all educated people were like his wife.
After getting to know Li Yaozhong for a long time, I realized that it’s not the scholar who is good, it’s his wife who is good.
This time, the daughter-in-law took over the accounts of silage for the entire village, and was also in charge of who in the village could do the work.
I think everyone has this dignity.
Li Yaozhong, who was scolded, stood where he was. This time he was really angry.
When I was in the provincial capital, I was looked down upon by those people from wealthy families, but that was fine.
How come it’s still like this after returning to Zhengrong County!
He is a scholar!
He is a scholar!
The county school didn't even let him be a teacher.
He wanted to open a private school in his own village, but was outdone by the old teacher in the village.
He thought Anji Village was the only option. His sister married a wealthy man in Anji Village. With the wealthy man's ability, she could drive away Master Zhao. Wouldn't that be great?
Unexpectedly, as soon as he said this, his nephew An Xiaohe, who had always respected him, started to scold him, saying that it was not a gentleman's behavior to bully others by taking advantage of one's power.
He also said that Master Zhao was very good, and that even if he had to listen to the class at the window, he would still be taught by Master Zhao.
When he found out that the little prodigy Ji Yuan in the county school was taught by Master Zhao, even people from other villages wanted to send their children to Master Zhao when they heard about it.
Only then did Li Yaozhong give up the idea.
Well, taking a step back, it should be okay for him to be the family tutor of the An family, right?
It seems that Mr. An earns a lot of money and raises a lot of livestock at home, so he should have some extra money.
The result is naturally predictable.
Uncle An first said that he trusted Master Zhao more, and secondly, how many taels of silver would he give Li Yaozhong every month?
Even if he was given money, he wouldn't be willing to spend it!
Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Being rejected everywhere he went, Li Yaozhong was inspired to write a few poems about the sadness of life and had them distributed.
Who knows there will still be no response.
It has absolutely no effect like the song "Bamboo and Rock" by the little prodigy Ji Yuan.
Li Yaozhong felt that he had already made a concession and was willing to help Anji Village manage the silage accounts, so why was he rejected?
This is just abominable.
The only reason his sister could read and write was because she was listening to his father teaching him, and that’s how she learned to read and write.
How could the person in charge of the silage accounts be better than me?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Li Yaozhong looked at the receding ox cart with hatred, then looked at his brother-in-law.
The An family is so rich, but they don't know how to divide the family property. If they did, how much money could they get?
He can use this money to study with peace of mind.
Li Yaozhong, who had just returned from the provincial capital, thought he was knowledgeable and experienced. He had attended many banquets and eaten many feasts in the provincial capital, and he also had good relations with the young masters of the wealthy families.
I didn't expect to suffer repeated setbacks after coming back.
While strolling in Anji Village, I saw a father and son who were famous gamblers in the village, and I looked down on them even more.
Compared to such a scumbag, I seem to be not bad.
Ji Li and Uncle Ji San looked unhappy when they saw the scholar.
It was fine when he won gambling normally, but when he lost, people would tease him that he was not as good as his cousin Ji Yuan.
So when you see this kind of sour scholar, you must roll your eyes to express your disdain.
Ji Li and his son went home yawning and with lifeless eyes.
They haven't slept for three days.
In the past few days, I won a lot of money at the beginning, but I lost it all last night. Not only did I lose it all, I even owed money.
Fortunately, everyone at the gambling table was a brother, allowing them to postpone paying back the money.
Now they just want to go to bed quickly.
When they got home, Aunt Ji yelled at them: "You guys still came back? Do you know what happened in the village these days?"
"Uncle An and his team are leading the whole village to make silage. As long as you do the work, you can get a share!"
"Your good nephew Ji Yuan has such a good relationship with their family, maybe he can get some money too! He has been running around for them recently, why don't you let him get some benefit!"
Ji Li and Uncle Ji, who were already upset because of losing money, simply ignored the words and fell asleep. Only Aunt Ji was left outside cursing and swearing, and finally she was crying and snotting.
What had she done wrong to marry such a man and give birth to such a son?
Thinking of this, Aunt Ji wanted to hit someone, so she took out a bamboo stick and hit the two people who were sleeping.
The neighbors couldn't help but shake their heads as they listened to the growing noise.
Two gamblers and one who likes to beat people, they are really a family.
They all have the surname Ji, Ji Yuan, and Ji Yuan’s deceased parents, so why isn’t it the same?
Ji Yuan even made money with them, unlike this family.
At this moment in the era, we have already arrived at the Yamen.
Because it was afternoon, the people in the yamen were busy coming in and out, but when they heard that it was about the silage materials in Anji Village, they let them go in first.
The county magistrate was still in charge of the matter, and this time they didn't have to wait too long.
The thick agreement was also taken to the office and checked by the chief clerk and others.
Ji Yuan and his group were waiting at the yamen.
As the sun was setting over the mountain, the agreement was finally taken back.
Because they had already made three copies.
One copy was left in the government office, another was given to Master Zhao for safekeeping, and the last copy was kept by the village chief.
If there are any disputes in the future, there will be three-party evidence.
These documents were stamped by the government and then rebound, with a note from the government attached to them, indicating that they had passed the government's review.
Of course, the above notes cannot be touched at will, otherwise it will be regarded as having been modified by yourself.
Ji Yuan looked at the seals on the note. There were seals from the county magistrate, the government office, and even the county magistrate.
This matter indeed caught the attention of the county magistrate.
If it were somewhere else, Ji Yuan would have to think again before doing this.
But he knew something about the character of the local county magistrate, and this thing could indeed be done.
This is the same reason why he said before that he would have to trouble the county magistrate with this matter.
These things were finally done, and An Jicun and his group breathed a sigh of relief.
alright!
Done!
The next step is to organize production!
With Uncle An around, this matter is not complicated.
Ji Yuan also breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, he had discussed everything before school started.
"Thank you, sir. We will start making silage immediately after the autumn harvest." Ji Yuan said with a smile, "We will bring the silage here as soon as winter comes."
The county magistrate also smiled and said, "Okay, okay."
"By the way, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"
Tomorrow is August 15th.
Of course there is nothing wrong.
The county magistrate said, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The county magistrate is hosting a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tonight and invites all the scholars in the county and all walks of life in the Chamber of Commerce to come and have a drink. You should come too."
As he spoke, the clerk next to him handed over two invitations, one for Ji Yuan and the other for Master Zhao.
Naturally, not everyone can attend the county magistrate's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet.
What Ji Yuan didn’t know was that this was also considered a farewell party for the county magistrate and others.
However, it would also be convenient for the county magistrate to issue the next decree if the county's wise men and elders and celebrities from all walks of life gathered together, as they would have an opportunity to exchange information.
Ji Yuan was stunned for a moment. He was a scholar, but he had no achievements at all. How could he be invited?
However, other people in the yamen were already busy with other things, and it was obvious that the banquet had already been decided.
After leaving the yamen, Village Chief An's face was full of envy.
"It is said that only the most powerful people in the county can attend the county magistrate's banquet."
"They are either good sons and grandsons, or they have passed the imperial examinations, or they are extremely successful. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is no ordinary person among them. Ji Yuan, you are so young and yet you can participate. It is really amazing."
Ji Yuan nodded slightly.
Oh, it turned out to be a commendation banquet.
Taking advantage of the festival, we gather together those in the county who need to be commended, which also serves as a weather vane for the county.
Everyone will know what to do by knowing who to invite and who not to invite.
Being an official is really different.
Before the Christian era, most of our understanding of county magistrates came from TV dramas.
Some people always say that this is a seventh-rank official.
You can imagine that the person in charge of a county, in modern times, would be the county magistrate, the highest official many people have ever seen in their lives.
Say small?
I guess it is also relative to the imperial court.
And it is not easy to be a seventh-rank official.
Just look at the government offices before the Mid-Autumn Festival and you will see that they are still busy.
From various examinations in the county school to treating livestock in the village, he was in charge of all matters.
This is an official of low rank, but he is also the one who is most in charge of people's livelihood.
An Dahai also came over to look at the invitation and said enviously, "When can I join in?"
Uncle An waved his hand and said, "What are you thinking? We are just villagers. How can we possibly go to the county magistrate's banquet?"
Madam An Er didn't even dare to think about it.
Not only is she an ordinary villager, she is also a woman, so she has no chance to get such an opportunity.
Ji Yuan said, "Maybe it's possible."
Ji Yuan looked at the invitation and said, "Two years ago, I took the county exam and had "Bamboo and Rock", but I didn't receive an invitation."
"Last year, there was a cure for sick cows, but I didn't receive it either."
"This year, I received a post because of the silage issue. I think this contribution is even greater. If Anji Village can provide a good supply of silage, maybe they will attend the banquet."
real?
An Dahai added: "Maybe it's because you've done too many good things, and it's also your accumulation over the past three years, so you received it."
Whatever the reason, it gave the others present a little hope.
As long as you work hard and do things that are beneficial to the people around you, you will receive an invitation from the county magistrate!
If this is true, it would really bring honor to the family.
In the future, they will also work towards this direction.
Just sending out the invitations has the effect of setting an example.
Ji Yuan became more interested in the position of county magistrate.
The role of a county head is indeed extraordinary.
Before going back, Village Chief An bought chickens and ducks: "Come to my house for dinner tonight, let's celebrate!"
"Harvest first! After the harvest! Make silage!"
Ji Yuan doesn't have to worry about the rest, not even the making of silage.
With Mrs. An and An Dahai around, there will be no problem with laying the materials, watering, and final storage.
Next, he just has to wait to attend the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet tomorrow night.
When they returned to Anji Village, Village Chief An had indeed prepared a large table of food, but Master Zhao looked at the county magistrate's invitation and didn't eat much of the food.
Master Zhao knew that he was probably not originally included.
But since Ji Yuan was invited, I was his master, so I was also invited.
It seemed that his life was getting better after he accepted Ji Yuan as his student.
Whether it is because many students come here because of its reputation, or because the prestige of silage has been enhanced in the village.
Even the county often remembered him, and he served as an examiner for the county examination for two consecutive years.
It would be a lie to say I wasn't excited.
But more than that, I am happy for how good my students are.
I, the teacher, can actually benefit from it.
The village chief's family was in a festive mood, and Mr. Zhao also drank a few more glasses of wine.
Ji Yuan helped Master Zhao home. The village was dark at night. Fortunately, it was already August 14th, and the bright moon in the sky could illuminate the road under their feet.
Just after taking a few steps, he saw Ji Li staring at him and asked, "Ji Yuan, how much money did you get?"
Ji Yuan ignored him. Ji Li was fifteen years old, so naturally taller than the ten-year-old Ji Yuan. He approached and said, "Ji Yuan! How much money did you get?"
"No points." Ji Yuan said calmly, "Get out of the way."
Master Zhao frowned and looked at Ji Li, who was also his student: "Can you recite the Three Character Classic?"
Master Zhao, who was already a little drunk, asked his student about his recitation as soon as he saw him.
Ji Yuan had just recited it once, and when he saw another student, Master Zhao asked him to recite it again.
When Ji Li heard this, painful memories came to his mind, and he hurried away as if he had come to his senses.
After he was beaten by Aunt Ji San, he went back to sleep and did not wake up until dark. Thinking of what his mother had said, he came over and squatted on Ji Yuan, wanting to ask him for money.
Ji Yuan has been eating and drinking for free at my house for so long, you should at least give him some money!
Being scared away by Master Zhao was an instinctive reaction. He was just about to go back.
An old man and a child!
What are you afraid of!
"You are the sea? Can you recite the Three Character Classic?"
Uncle An and An Dahai also came out of the village chief's house, and Master Zhao asked again.
An Dahai had no choice but to recite it haltingly, and decided to go with Ji Yuan to send Master Zhao home.
Ji Li listened and didn't dare to step forward.
It doesn’t matter, he will definitely find an opportunity to ask Ji Yuan for money.
When he gets the money, he will go gambling to make it back! As long as he keeps winning, he will definitely become a rich man.
Let’s see who dares to look down on him then!
He is simply better than Ji Yuan!
Ji Tyuan looked back at Ji Li, not because he cared about him that much, but because he knew that this man must have some evil ideas.
"Dahai, help me do something." Ji Yuan whispered, "After the autumn harvest, buy Xiao Huang back for me."
"Looking at their situation, they probably don't have much money left."
I heard that Aunt Ji's violent tendencies are becoming more and more serious. The farming season is almost over and Xiao Huang can't help, so she might turn her fists against Xiao Huang.
An Dahai nodded: "Okay, don't worry, I will definitely get it done."
An Dahai is only thirteen years old this year, but he has been working as a veterinarian outside for more than a year and is very reliable.
Leave it to him, he will definitely get it done.
Early the next morning, Madam Zhao was helping Master Zhao and Ji Yuan pack their clothes.
"We can't be careless when attending the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet hosted by the county magistrate." Madam Zhao said as she put a square hat on Ji Yuan, a hat often worn by scholars, which looked elegant.
Ji Yuan looked at himself on the water.
No matter how you look at it, he looks like an ancient scholar.
In the afternoon, the two of them took the ox cart of Village Chief An’s son to the county.
Uncle An is also familiar with Ji Yuan. He was also selected this time to produce silage materials, and he is full of energy.
He drove the ox cart to send the two people away, and would wait in the county town to pick Master Zhao up.
So his wife and children were also in the car, and the three of them simply spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in a restaurant in the county town.
As for the era?
After attending the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet hosted by the county magistrate, he must have gone straight back to the county school.
School is about to start tomorrow, and he doesn't have much time now, so he must race against time.
The banquet at the county magistrate's house was held in a house in the county town, which was borrowed from the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce president's house.
Speaking of the Chamber of Commerce president, Ji Yuan had indirectly contacted him.
It was Zhang Baoshan's father who had wanted to kick him out of the county school but failed.
I took the invitation and entered the garden. Although it was just evening, the lights were already on everywhere and servants were leading me to the main hall.
I think all the servants here are from the Zhang family.
If you can help the county magistrate organize a banquet, they will all be proud of you.
Ji Yuan felt a little guilty.
Because of him, the young master of this family went to study in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I don’t know if he will bear a grudge against him.
Master Zhao didn't know about these past events, but he seemed a little nervous and said to Ji Yuan, "I don't know if there is anyone he knows."
"Old Zhao! You're here!" Master Guo's voice came over, "Ji Yuan!"
Many people looked in the direction of the voice.
Is that the era of the little prodigy?
The servants in Zhangyuanzi also looked at him. Is this the era that sent the young master to Jiangsu and Zhejiang to study?
Fortunately, most servants do not share the same hatred with their masters and their attitude towards Ji Yuan remains the same.
The guests invited by the county magistrate are definitely better than them, and of course better than his young master.
With someone he knew well around him, Master Zhao obviously relaxed a little.
Master Guo took them to a pavilion, where those sitting and standing were all people from the county school.
There were also teachers from other private schools. They were all scholars and they gathered together to chat and talk about everything.
But among them, Ji Yuan was the only student without any official title, so many people naturally looked at him with suspicion.
After knowing that this was Ji Yuan, he showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.
Ji Yuan's scalp was tingling.
Most of the people in front of him are his teachers.
"Greetings to the Master of Education, the Master of Discipline, Master Guo, Dr. Luo, and Dr. Yin."
Everyone nodded slightly, and Master Guo introduced other people to him. As a junior, Ji Yuan naturally greeted them one by one.
Dr. Luo asked, "Why are you here? Did you follow Master Meng?"
Ji Yuan thought that it might be about the silage materials, which was in line with the county magistrate's thoughts.
But this time he replied: "It should be."
Mr. Zhao shook his head and briefly explained the matter of silage.
The other teachers still didn't understand, but the instructor suddenly realized that the county magistrate had always wanted to increase the number of local oxen, and Ji Yuan had helped a lot, so he must be invited.
Dr. Luo didn't understand this and just said, "Focus on your studies and don't worry about mundane matters."
"Lao Luo, you are wrong to say that." Dr. Yin patted Ji Yuan on the shoulder, "Caring about the livelihood of the people is also what scholars should do."
Dr. Yin was born in Jiangnan, where the business culture is different and people are naturally more open-minded.
The teachers started discussing the matter, each with his own opinions and ideas.
Everyone was harmonious but different, but the discussion was really intense.
Ji Yuan secretly stepped outside, but was seen by the teacher: "Ji Yuan, what do you think?"
This situation is no less than a room full of elders who, when they have nothing to talk about, pull you out and ask for your opinion.
The question is, should students concentrate on their studies and ignore other things?
What can Ji Yuan think? He said neither side is right.
Dr. Luo has similar ideas to Master Zhao, while Master Guo has the same ideas as Dr. Yin.
This is just a private debate, there is no result in arguing about who is right or wrong.
Ji Yuan was about to smooth things over, but the teacher saw through it and said, "Tell the truth."
"They are all your teachers, so it doesn't matter what they say."
That’s true; the teachers are not stingy people.
Ji Yuan pondered: "If one volume cannot be practiced, ten thousand volumes will be in vain."
The first sentence of this poem is, The ancients are dead, but their legacy remains.
The next sentence is, If one volume cannot be used, ten thousand volumes will be in vain.
The five-character and eight-line poem probably means that people should apply what they have learned, not just talk about it, but put it into practice.
Since we have to study, we also have to do things.
As soon as he said this poem, everyone looked at him with even more surprise.
It looks like they are not going to discuss it anymore. Obviously there are something more different.
The county magistrate who came over from behind looked at Ji Yuan a few more times, and the county magistrate looked tangled, and couldn't help but said: "You student."
ah?
Is he wrong?
When everyone looked at Ji Yuan's expression, they realized that they were overthinking it.
The teacher couldn't help laughing: "Lin County Magistrate, the poems written by your ancestors are indeed very good."
This time, Ji Yuan was extremely shocked.
The poem he just recited was called "Drinking" and was written by the poet Lin Hong.
Lin Hong, magistrate of Lin County.
The ancestors of County Magistrate Lin's family? !
County Magistrate Lin doesn't talk much, but he has a Fujian accent.
That Lin Hong seems to be from Fujian too? !
No wonder everyone looked at him so differently, they thought he was deliberately flattering!
Ji Yuan blushed and couldn't help but lower his head.
Ahhhh this is too embarrassing!
He had forgotten that this was ancient times!
When quoting poems from many poets, you must check whether their descendants are still alive!
But speaking of it, County Magistrate Lin is indeed following the ideas of his ancestors and has been putting them into practice.
Dr. Luo also laughed: "I have a collection of poems by Fujian poets at home, and the era should have been recorded at that time."
"I was wondering, Ji Yuan had to secretly send mooncakes, how could he be the kind of person who flatters in public?" Dr. Yin also explained, "And Ji Yuan didn't even know that our county magistrate is from Fujian."
Master Zhao nodded: "Ji Yuan is not such a person."
The county magistrate looked at the group of teachers, all of whom were vying to defend their students, and his expression became increasingly strange: "I don't blame him, why are you worried."
The era is really extraordinary.
Even Dr. Luo spoke up for him.
Mr. Yin usually looks easy-going, but if someone doesn't meet his standards, he would be too lazy to say much.
It seems that he really treats Ji Yuan as his beloved disciple.
Ji Yuan was still embarrassed and had already hidden behind Master Zhao.
Fortunately, the teachers changed the topic and the heat on his face dissipated slightly.
As soon as County Magistrate Lin arrived, many people gathered around him.
The same is true for Chamber of Commerce President Zhang.
However, when President Zhang passed by Ji Yuan, he looked at him a few more times.
Chairman Zhang had already heard about him quoting the poem of Magistrate Lin's ancestors, and he felt particularly complicated at the moment.
He is good at studying, hardworking, and has high emotional intelligence.
If his son had such ability, he wouldn't have to worry about it.
President Zhang naturally would not make an enemy of such a person, and even nodded politely to Ji Yuan.
What made Ji Yuan extremely embarrassed actually became a symbol of his "high emotional intelligence".
This makes Ji Yuan even more embarrassed.
He really doesn't flatter!
I should have used a different sentence earlier.
What about the Northern and Southern Dynasties’ “empty talk that wastes time, superficial writing that hinders important matters”.
What is the saying in the Rites of Zhou: "It is better to act on it than to sit and discuss it."
If that doesn’t work, use the one from the previous dynasty!
Why was he so lazy as to use the poetry of our dynasty!
It seems that I haven’t memorized enough and don’t remember it firmly enough!
Go back and memorize it!
Memorize it again!
Night falls and the lights come on.
The garden of Chairman Zhang's house was filled with candles, and the main hall was brightly lit.
Singing, dancing and delicious food came in an endless stream.
Ji Yuan looked at the scene in front of him and subconsciously thought of An Ji Village last night.
There wouldn't be so many candles in Anji Village, only one bright moon.
If the moon wasn't there, it would be pitch dark.
Comparing the two, the difference is really huge.
When the curtains on all four sides of the main hall were opened, there was not only candlelight but also the bright moon to be seen.
The August evening breeze blew into the hall, making me feel extremely comfortable.
During the banquet, Ji Yuan was not embarrassed at all. He was young and didn't need to drink alcohol, so he just ate and drank with everyone.
Especially the fresh fruits and vegetables, which are always available.
After the county magistrate had spoken for a while, everyone could then take a walk in the garden, enjoy the flowers and the moon at their own leisure.
It seems that this banquet is indeed quite relaxing.
Naturally, there were people of the same age at the banquet, but looking at Ji Yuan, none of them came up to talk to him.
Although it was the first time they met Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan's name was deeply engraved in their hearts.
Who always says something? Learn from their era.
How come Ji Yuan isn't tired?
Ji Yuan is already studying the Spring and Autumn Annals.
That will definitely etch the name of Ji Yuan in your mind.
Ji Yuan walked around casually and suddenly heard two more familiar words.
"Ice skin? What is ice skin?"
"It's a snowy mooncake! It's much better than this mooncake." A constable said as he ate it, "The one made by the county school is delicious."
"Ji Yuan did it. Tell me, how come he can do everything?"
"Then how did you two get it?"
"We tasted it when we went to the county school to deliver festival gifts. The teachers were all eating it at that time."
"Ji Yuan also made snacks for the teachers, that's really nice."
I didn't do it on purpose.
The main reason is that Mr. Fang likes it, and he doesn’t want to favor one over the other and not give it to Dr. Luo or Dr. Yin.
Then everyone can only send it.
Ji Yuan's previous embarrassment came back to him and he quickly left.
Unexpectedly, he met Chairman Zhang's complicated expression.
President Zhang’s face was full of expression: Ji Yuan, you are really too good!
This works too!
My son didn’t lose unfairly!
At the same time, he also said, if my children are like this, then there will be hope for our family.
Don’t ask Ji Yuan why he showed so many expressions. It was just that President Zhang couldn’t hide it for a moment.
Chairman Zhang hesitated for a long time, then stepped forward and said, "Jiyuan, I heard that your village is making silage. Have you ever thought about joining the Chamber of Commerce?"
Chamber of Commerce, you know what it means just as the name suggests.
Each industry has its own rules and each industry has its own guild.
Zhengrong County was not too big and its business was not very developed, so the various guilds were integrated together to form a chamber of commerce.
Qian Fei's father is in dock business, and Chairman Zhang's family mainly deals in silk and clothing materials, and they are both in this chamber of commerce.
But silage is different.
It's more like joining the Farmers' Association, but Zhengrong County has an Agricultural Bureau, so naturally it will be in charge.
For example, the sale of livestock has always been handled by the Agricultural Department.
Chairman Zhang, however, saw a business opportunity in this.
It is believed that the sale and purchase of silage materials can be completely attributed to the Chamber of Commerce.
Moreover, every family that raises livestock will definitely be willing to spend money on feed.
Silage is a long-lasting business.
He wanted to bring the silage business to the Chamber of Commerce.
When President Zhang heard about this at the banquet, he immediately had an idea.
Ji Yuan is in charge of this matter and he is young, so it would be a good idea to establish a good relationship with him first.
For this kind of business, you must join the Chamber of Commerce.
The Chamber of Commerce will naturally grow in power by absorbing such potential transactions.
Just as President Zhang was about to continue, Ji Yuan said, "Because it is the sale of feed, it is also related to crops and food. This matter still needs to be handled by the Agricultural Bureau."
What this means is that our business has nothing to do with the Chamber of Commerce and is an agricultural activity.
Chairman Zhang did not know at this time that An Jicun had already contacted the government, and the backup documents in the government also showed that the sale of feed was not a commercial activity.
He also explained: "In and out is business, and joining the Chamber of Commerce is a matter of time."
"Your village can elect someone to participate in the Chamber of Commerce activities from time to time. I think you are a good fit. The Chamber of Commerce knows the government very well, and we can also help you when you do business in the future."
Although Ji Yuan was very happy to receive recognition from President Zhang for his ordinary business, he did not feel proud just because of a few words of praise from this noble man in front of him.
Ji Yuan replied, "Because it is feed, it is naturally an agricultural product. The government has already confirmed this. The head of Anji Village is leading this matter, and it has been handed over to the Agricultural Bureau."
When President Zhang heard this, he subconsciously looked at the officials.
Anji Village has been preparing to produce large quantities of silage materials in the past few days.
They have already smoothed over the relationship with the government? !
How is this possible.
He had just heard that Ji Yuan was busy with this matter after his holiday from the county school.
All in all, the holiday is only seven or eight days.
Can it all be done?
And directly connect with the agricultural company? !
This, how is this possible!
As the president of the Chamber of Commerce, he knows how difficult it is to run a business.
Dealing with the villagers below is even more complicated.
They need to be explained clearly how things should be done, permission needs to be obtained from the government, and a lot of paperwork needs to be done.
Although Anji Village has been engaged in the silage business for two years, the amount of tens of thousands of kilograms is not worth mentioning at all.
Now that it's open for sale, things have become complicated.
The business, which started from scratch, involved so many rural peasants.
All done in just seven or eight days?!
This, this is impossible!
Countless impossible thoughts flashed through President Zhang's mind. Just now he thought that Ji Yuan was a flatterer, but now he felt that
Ji Yuan’s own abilities are much better than flattery!
How on earth did he do that!
President Zhang wanted to ask more questions, but Ji Yuan was called away.
"Ji Yuan! Show them what you can do." Dr. Yin looked at President Zhang, who was much taller and older than Ji Yuan, and then looked at Ji Yuan's expression. He said, "Draw them a bamboo leaf, so they know that you are a great poet and painter."
Era: ????
Dr. Yin, please stop talking nonsense!
He has just learned to paint!
Ji Yuan walked over quickly, and the teacher also looked towards President Zhang.
You bully the children when the adults are not around, right?
That doesn't make sense.
The teacher said while drinking: "Paint, let them see the ability of our county school students."
era:?
Teach me your Majesty!
How can you be like this!
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