Transmigrated into a female county magistrate during a famine, leading her country to prosperity

Jin Zhanpeng just breathed a sigh of relief, but when he heard Xiao Yuan's next words, his heart rose to his throat.

"But the prefect has just returned. If you have anything to ask, you should be able to go to the prefect, right?"

Xiao Yuan's idea was very simple. First, these three gentlemen were sent by the prefect. Second, the prefect was no stranger to him in Tong'an County. It seemed reasonable for him to go to the prefect for something.

Jin Zhanpeng took a deep breath when he heard this. Just as he was about to wave his hand to refuse, he heard the two stubborn elder brothers behind him say, "If Lord Shen is busy, Lord Prefect will do too!"

"You two!" Jin Zhanpeng exclaimed.

Xiao Lucai raised his hand to interrupt him and asked Xiao Yuan, "My dear brother, is Li Shanzhang in the county government office today?"

"Yes. No one came to apply for the job today, so Principal Li is teaching Fang and Pei in the backyard." Xiao Yuan answered neatly and clearly.

After Xiao Lucai thanked Xiao Yuan, he led He Hongzhuo to the backyard. Jin Zhanpeng followed behind them with a bitter face.

"Weird."

Xiao Yuan looked at their backs, bent down, picked up the small shovel, and moved to another place to continue weeding.

As the three of them entered the backyard, they saw several heads gathered in the pavilion, chattering, it was very lively.

"This is '6'! The reverse one is '9'! Fang Ziyan! Can you please pay more attention? Why do you keep remembering it the wrong way?!"

Jin Zhanpeng was shocked when he heard Yu Zhengqing's roar. It seemed like they came at the wrong time...

Fang Ziyan, who was scolded, held his head in his hands, his voice painful:

"Grandpa Magistrate, my head hurts so much, can I not learn it? Master and Pei Zhaoqi have learned it, I just learned how to use an abacus, how can I learn this..."

Yu Zhengqing had just hit a wall with Shen Zheng, but now he met the "novice" in arithmetic - Li Hongmao and his two disciples, and he suddenly felt that he had regained his confidence.

He showed his full devotion to being a teacher, stood up and angrily scolded Fang Ziyan:

"You! How can you not learn if you can't remember it? Your master doesn't even expect you to pass the imperial examination. He just wants you to have some accomplishments in math so that you can help your family when you return home. Can't you satisfy your master with this little wish?"

Fang Ziyan continued to hold his head in pain.

Yu Zhengqing was so disappointed: "You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!"

"Wuwuwuwu, Master..." Fang Ziyan shrank his head into Li Hongmao's arms.

While writing the numbers, Li Hongmao patted Fang Ziyan on the head and said in a gentle voice:

"Zi Yan, your uncle the prefect is right. The arithmetic that Lord Shen taught the prefect is much simpler than counting with chips. If you learn it, it will be very easy to learn counting with chips in the future."

What he didn't say was that he vaguely felt that if he mastered this math, he wouldn't even need to learn counting.

Arithmetic combined with an abacus can solve 99% of numerical problems.

Li Hongmao paused after he finished speaking, and immediately realized that speaking like this would not have any effect on Fang Ziyan, so he immediately changed his words:

"If your elder brother were here, he would definitely want to learn. Learning would be of great benefit to his business. So Ziyan, you can learn first, and then teach your elder brother when you return to Quanyang County and become his apprentice."

Be the master of the eldest brother! This sentence is very tempting to Fang Ziyan.

This is not a complete emancipation of the serfs!

He immediately raised his head, got out of Li Hongmao's arms, and moved closer to Pei Zhaoqi: "Zhaoqi, teach me! You teach me! Uncle Magistrate's explanation is too complicated. You are so smart, you will definitely be able to teach me!"

Yu Zhengqing: “…”

He said it was complicated? He just wrote "0......9", and he didn't say it was really complicated.

Li Hongmao: "......"

Don’t you even trust your master?

Pei Zhaoqi didn't even raise his head and comforted Fang Ziyan: "I haven't learned it yet. You can play next to me for a while. I will teach you when I learn it."

"Okay!" Fang Ziyan's smile was brighter than the sun hanging in the sky.

Zhaoqi is the best!

Oh no, second best! The master is the best!

Math is easier than counting chips!

When the three people who were standing nearby and eavesdropping heard Li Hongmao's words, their eyes immediately lit up and they completely forgot the purpose of their trip.

The rapid breathing of the three people caught Yu Zhengqing's attention. He restrained his expression and turned away.

Although he recruited these people, they were still outsiders to him. When outsiders were present, Yu Zhengqing would immediately put on his airs as a prefect.

"Master Yu, Principal Li."

The three of them bowed to Yu Zhengqing and Li Hongmao.

Li Hongmao was surprised for a moment when he saw the three of them, but Yu Zhengqing was standing, so he couldn't sit down and talk to them.

He stood up and returned the greeting and asked, "Three gentlemen, is there anything I can help you with?"

Xiao Lucai and He Hongzhuo then remembered the purpose of their trip and looked at each other. Seeing this, Jin Zhanpeng immediately coughed heavily and asked:

"Master Yu, Principal Li, I just heard you two talking about arithmetic which is simpler than counting chips..."

He was too curious. If it weren't for this calculation, he might have let Xiao Lucai and the other two do whatever they wanted. But right now, nothing was more important than knowledge!

Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, Xiao Lucai and the other two knew what to do and did not interrupt him. After all, they were curious too.

But except Fang Ziyan, everyone present is a smart person.

Yu Zhengqing asked in a deep voice, "You three heard this at the county school, and now you're rushing here?"

Jin Zhanpeng: The feeling of oppression is so strong.

What to do now.

......

Tongan County granary.

Half an hour later, the initial screening of the rice seeds was completed, and it was time for the second screening step that Shen Zheng was most looking forward to - wind screening.

This wind sieve has some history behind it. The person who first discovered that the wind sieve could be used to sieve seeds was a farmer who helped in the kitchen of a restaurant.

When the farmer was blowing air into the stove in the back kitchen, he found that when the bellows was pushed and pulled, the wind from the outside flowed into the stove. He wondered, what if there was something else in the stove instead of firewood?

It happened that the autumn harvest and seed screening had been completed at that time. The farmer got to work right away and found an old craftsman in the village. However, the old craftsman said that his ideas were just fantasy - when burning firewood, if you blow air harder, the fire will burn more vigorously, and if you don't blow air harder, the fire will burn smaller, but it will not have much impact in the end.

But it is not possible to sift the seeds, as rice or wheat grains are so small that a slight change in wind speed will result in uneven quality of the seeds being blown out.

Isn't this just random screening?

The old craftsman immediately rejected the farmer and told him to focus on the right path - it would be better to work in the restaurant for a few days and earn some money than to tinker with a useless machine.

But the farmer, who had lived an ordinary life, inexplicably felt that this must be feasible.

If the old craftsman won't work with him, he'll find someone else! There's always someone willing to join him in his quest for the truth.

In this way, the ordinary farmer is no longer ordinary. He found the meaning of life and met his own mentor.

They made the world's first simple air-blast seed screening machine.