Goodbye, the words "Farming Notes" above echo the theme of the painting and mostly talk about planting.
Academician Pei patiently scrolled down and saw the signatures in the book. One was the name of the old lady of the Ning family, and the other was the son of the Ning family. It turned out that this painting was painted by the second son of the Ning family!
He said why Duan Jiaerlang didn't study, so it turned out that he was painting here.
Flipping further down, Pei Wenzhou found the page number, which crops and plants were written in categories, and how many pages were written after that. It was even marked in the bottom line, and the page number was in the lower left corner of the page.
Pei Wenzhou randomly selected one that interested him, flipped through it, and sure enough he saw the content on that topic.
He turned back the pages and glanced at them several times, wrote down the titles, and then turned back page by page. Sure enough, it was like this.
Mrs. Pei was watching from the side. She saw her husband looking at the front and back for a while, and knew that he was also attracted by this page number.
The page number is enough to highlight Mrs. Duan's delicate thoughts, but what is even more rare is the knowledge of farming and mulberry hidden in the book. "Husband, don't delay on this page, let's read what is written in this book!"
"This page is quite interesting!" Pei Wenzhou stroked his beard and said, unable to hide his admiration in his heart. With this move alone, Erlang of the Duan family will become famous all over the world, and in the future he may be able to enter the official career without taking the imperial examination route.
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With this thought in mind, Pei Wenzhou opened the book and looked carefully. From dusk to night, the lights of the main courtyard shone brightly through the windows!
The servant guarding the door stood in the light-transmitting doorway. In the dark night, there was the sound of cicadas and frogs. When it was time to reveal his true feelings, the servant who was guarding the door could no longer hold it in and trembled.
Yawn!
Late at night, only the long-interval sound of the watch could be heard in the courtyard. Suddenly, two voices of argument were heard in the courtyard through the cracks in the window, and then the lights gradually dimmed until the last light in the house was extinguished.
Only then did a servant carry a lantern and patrol the courtyard quietly.
Early the next morning, Mrs. Pei woke up as usual. She raised her eyes and looked at her old husband beside her. She didn't know when he fell asleep last night.
When Mrs. Pei woke up last night, she saw no one beside the bed. She caught a glimpse of the outline of the screen and saw the light shining through, and she roughly understood that the old man was still holding a book on the other side and studying hard!
Don't even look at your old bones. How can you be as strong as a young man?
Mrs. Pei immediately got up from the bed, put away her husband's books forcefully, and turned off the lights before going back to the bed to rest.
When Mrs. Pei lay down, she was still listening to the old man sighing and complaining! She simply turned her back and ignored him.
Although I don't have to go to court today, my old bones are not at an age where I can indulge.
When Mrs. Pei slowly woke up, the maids and women who had been waiting outside the house heard the noise and walked in quietly.
Mrs. Pei didn't want to wake her husband, so she walked quietly outside in her underwear and then said, "Please keep your noise down, the master is not awake yet."
The servants naturally nodded and said yes.
Mrs. Pei had just changed her clothes when an old male voice came from inside, "What time is it now?"
"Chen hour three quarters!"
Mrs. Pei is old and often wakes up in the middle of the night to wait for me to go to court. After sending me out, she has to catch up on her own sleep for a while, so she wakes up relatively late.
"Why is it now this time?" Pei Wenzhou asked in surprise.
After hearing this, the old lady snorted coldly and complained to her husband: "I didn't let you watch last night and forced you to sleep. If I didn't keep an eye on you, you might not be able to see the light of day all night long!"
Recalling yesterday's collection of books, Pei Wenzhou stroked his beard helplessly, "This "Farming Notes" is a good book. I have lived in the capital for most of my life and have not been to so many places. I don't know where the crops and trees are in the north and south."
, there are so many differences!”
Pei Wenzhou not only saw the ingenious plan for managing the fields, but also saw the vastness of Beijing.
Although he achieved the rank of a first-class bachelor, he knew very little about rural farming, and he really felt ashamed of the people and the court.
Thinking of this, Pei Wenzhou looked at the big wooden table next to the book shelf again, and saw that the books were still placed on it. He thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to visit some old friends today and asked the steward to prepare the car rack.
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After hearing this, Mrs. Pei immediately went to make arrangements.
When the old couple finished their meal and were about to go about their business, they heard a servant from the mansion come to report that the fourth master of the mansion had come to say hello, and that he had something important to see his biological father.
After hearing this, Mrs. Pei asked her servants to bring the people in.
As soon as Pei Silang came in, he held a box and said happily: "Dad, I saw a farming book in the bookstore yesterday. It was very interesting, so I bought it back! It was getting late when I came back yesterday, so I was afraid of disturbing your rest.
I just brought the book here this morning."
After listening to this, the old couple looked at their son together. Why did this book sound so much like "Farming Notes"?
When Pei Silang took out the books in the box, as expected, there were three books stacked together, even the colors were exactly the same.
Pei Wenzhou was also surprised. Isn't this a book sent by the Duan family?
"Where did you buy it?"
"In the bookstore in the city!"
Pei Wenzhou was secretly surprised. Is there already a bookstore?
Pei Wenzhou thought for a while. He had one or two old friends living outside the city. Maybe he didn't know much about this book, so he said, "Then buy a few more copies for me! The money will come out of my account book.
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"Dad! The book is sold out! I snatched this from my classmate. Thanks to my quick hands, it's gone if I'm slow!" Pei Silang introduced it with pride like a child picking up treasures along the way.
Pei Wenzhou felt a little regretful when he heard this.
The old woman Pei took a closer look at her son's face. She was old and her eyesight was not working well, so she had to get closer to see him.
Sure enough, I saw that my son's eyes were slightly green and black, and his eyes were also red.
I make people angry, and so do you!
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Qiao Lan had just finished breakfast when she heard the servant's report that the second master was waiting outside the courtyard and wanted to come in to say hello.
Qiao Lan knew very well why Duan Mingjing came here.
The system's prestige points are reported in real time. Qiao Lan clearly knows how many prestige points she received in one night. It was faster than she thought, but not as much as she expected.
As expected, Duan Mingjing was talking about this book as soon as he entered the room.
Duan Mingjing: "Mom, the shopkeeper of the bookstore came to see me today! He said that all the books on consignment in this shop have been sold out, and there are even people who want to buy them! Mom! The books are sold!"
Duan Mingjing was so happy that he grinned from ear to ear.
"I know, what are your plans?" Qiao Lan took a look at the account book she hadn't read yesterday.
Duan Mingjing's smile did not stop when he heard this. He thought carefully for a moment and said: "My son plans to print more of this book and sell more! In this way, more people can buy our book!" You can also see
The painting above him!
"What else?"
"My son plans to sell these books to Jing, Quanbei, and the money earned will be given to my mother for your old age!" Duan Mingjing said matter-of-factly.
Although he won't make much money from selling this book, as long as he sells enough, he can accumulate enough money. When the money is taken back, he will give it all to his mother!
This is something Duan Mingjing has thought about for a long time!
When Qiao Lan saw this, he didn't say much. It was not easy to sell the book to Jingzhou in Quanbei Province. Even if all the state capitals had it, the book might not be of practical use. After all, the people who farmed the land were all
Bai Ding.
Qiao Lan's requirements are not very high. Some people think that there is more hope for an agricultural power.
We’ll talk about popularization later, just take it one step at a time!