Traveling through the starry sky just for you, I was a koi in ancient times

When Wang Jinyi was in college in his previous life, he heard people say that in the early first century, China had already seen the emergence of mathematical monographs such as the Suanjing. At that time, all the students in the class agreed that mathematical theory was introduced from the West, and this was an almost overwhelming consensus.

Today, Wang Jinyi was curious when she heard Wen Bai talk about it.

"Sir, can you bring the book tomorrow so I can have a look at it?"

"Miss, do you have any other instructions?"

Wang Jinyi was a little confused about Wenbai's pulse. This man was arrogant, not polite, but very frank. He didn't care about the impression he made on the surface. He was a pure scholar.

Now this person is leaving. Well, there is still a long way to go.

"See you tomorrow, sir!"

Wenbai bowed and turned away.

Wang Jinyi was left with a puzzled thought. He really didn't know what kind of arithmetic theory China had in ancient times...

I have indeed never heard of it. No one has ever told me about it in my previous life.

Qingyu saw the young lady staring at the man's back in a daze.

Qingyu was a little anxious and pulled the lady.

"Miss, ma'am!"

Wang Jinyi came back to his senses and asked:

"What time is it?"

"It seems to be almost noon."

Some wealthy families would set up a guibiao platform in their courtyards to accurately tell time (guibiao timekeeping was popular in China in the 20th century BC)

There is also a time-keeping tower on the square in the Wang family courtyard. When Wang Jinyi first passed through it, he thought it was a landscape. It was not until his mother could often accurately tell the time and moment that Wang Jinyi realized that the ancients had accurate timers.

Wang Jinyi returned to the rear house and devoted herself to the unshakable task of practicing calligraphy. Her father's happy calligraphy method was indeed quite effective, and she had finally made some progress in the past few days.

Wang Jinyi spread out the hemp paper, dipped it in ink, gently placed the brush on the inkstone, sat upright, took a deep breath, raised his wrist, and finished the work in one go.

This is the wonder of writing. Writing with a happy mood makes it more natural and relaxed than before. It is also easier to achieve results in calligraphy practice.

After Wang Jinyi figured it out, he decided to continue practicing calligraphy in this way. Of course, he would still write "Three Character Classic" and write 200 words every day. As long as it goes smoothly, it would be much easier to get involved.

The wet nurse was quietly doing her maid work in the next bedroom.

Qingyu stood beside the desk and ground ink slowly. He admired his young lady inexpressibly. She was a quick learner and could memorize books as if it were a game. Now when she wrote, she just copied the "Three Character Classic" and then she could recognize words by herself. He really admired her intelligence.

Being a servant of a lady also requires hard work. Sometimes the lady has to remind you what to do, and the lady has to teach you what you don't know. I just feel like I am holding the lady back.

While Qingyu was reflecting on himself, the clepsydra in the room showed that an hour had passed.

Wang Jinyi was still not satisfied, but her arms were already sore and her wrists were starting to become less flexible. When she heard that the young lady had stopped writing, the nurse came behind her and fanned her gently.

"Miss, it's so hot just sitting still. How hot must you be if you keep writing?"

Qingyu handed over a warm cloth to clean the young lady's hands, and then massaged her wrists to relax her muscles.

Wang Jinyi thought about the people he met today. It seemed that his mother had carefully selected them for him. Even if he could only let Wen Bai become his right-hand man in the end, it would be a blessing from heaven!

What's more, Wang Beilai and Wu Mei are here today. If these people can be used by himself, it would be worth celebrating. Wang Jinyi was in a good mood.

Zhu Yu came in holding a small urn, put it on the table, and said,

"Miss, after the beginning of the dog days, Madam has reminded me that after practicing calligraphy at noon every day, drink more mung bean soup to reduce your internal heat."

Watching Zhu Yu carefully pouring the mung bean soup into a tall soup bowl, Wang Jinyi guessed that his mother must be worried that he was fixated on calligraphy and was afraid that the heat would be too severe and he would get angry.

Oh no! My damned writing ability is becoming a big hindrance to my whole family, bringing trouble to the entire Wang family.

Doesn't this make Wang Clan of Langya a professional drag on the team?

This affects the writing level of the entire Wang family!

Imagine an arrow pointing straight down and a coordinate chart with the words "Wang's Handwriting Level Assessment Form" written on it, with two elegant and graceful calligraphy masters, father and son, watching their writing ability being dragged down by Wang Jinyi all the way to the Pacific Ocean...

Thinking of this scene, Wang Jinyi was filled with self-mockery. Hey! This big fat hind leg, it seems to be doing it steadily! It really makes people angry!

"Zhu Yu, why is there no sugar in the mung bean drink?"

Zhu Yu's expression was full of determination.

"Miss, don't you know?"

"what?"

Wang Jinyi sat up straight with curiosity, stretching her neck to wait for an answer.

"Miss, you can't add sugar. Eating sweets in the hot summer will make your sweat sticky, and it won't come out completely, making you even hotter."

"That makes sense?! Then why not freeze it?"

Zhu Yu finally got it. The young lady felt like a 3-year-old kid who didn't understand anything.

Zhu Yu shook his head in a serious manner.

"Miss, you should calmly drink warm soup and sweat thoroughly, so that the heat in your body can be released. If you drink cold water, won't you just suppress the heat in your body? Then won't you become more irritable the more you drink?"

"Don't you drink well water in the countryside?"

"Miss, we just came back from the fields, it's good enough to have a drink of water, why are you so particular!"

"Can't even drink a sip of warm water?"

"Not to mention drinking mung bean drinks, even drinking warm water requires time and effort, and working in the fields makes me exhausted...

We grew some mung beans at home, but we sold them when the price was good and used them to buy things for the family. We can’t drink mung bean drink anymore.”

"Have you never drank?"

"Children in the countryside drink well water to cool off when it's hot."

Wang Jinyi drank the bowl slowly, taking small sips at a time, and handed the bowl to Zhu Yu.

"Pour another bowl, and you can follow the rest to cool off."

Wang Jinyi held the bowl and drank while thinking: In the previous life, the climate had various extreme conditions, coupled with the heat island effect. At that time, when it was hot, the temperature could easily reach 40°.

It’s still better to live in ancient times. Everything is pure natural. The temperature is less than 30° at the hottest time. It’s so comfortable.

I didn't feel any physical discomfort, so for me, the climate was quite pleasant.

However, you still have to drink some mung bean drink to relieve the heat.

After drinking the mung bean drink, the master and his two servants got busy.

The wet nurse went to the corridor to take off the young lady's quilt and hang it up to dry.

Zhu Yu rushed to help Qing'er check on each door.

Qingyu began to busy herself with recording the cash flow of Tai Sheng Rice Shop, calculating the revenue, and calculating the percentage at the young lady's request.

Wang Jinyi was even busier. Ever since Tai Sheng Rice Shop launched the couplet contest, no one had been interested until Wang Jinyi introduced a method for selecting and rewarding people. Once the couplets were posted, some people actually came to the store to register to write the second half of the couplet.

Most of them are ordinary people who buy grain, which often has nothing to do with the above couplet.