These days, celery, spinach, leeks are growing very well, standing at the mouth of the shed, at a glance, half an acre of vegetables are green, very lovely.

The weather is getting colder day by day, and at the end of October, Zhou Zhi has already transported all the straw curtains stored at home to the ground. The south side of the greenhouse is covered with a straw curtain, and only a small part of it is lifted at noon in the warm weather to let the vegetables pass through.

The three leafy vegetables Zhou Zhi chose did not need a lot of light, so instead of hindering the growth of the vegetables, they made the vegetables grow more and more vigorous.

In Zhou's imagination, all the celery and spinach can be sold in mid-November. The remaining large area of leeks should also be sold for one crop, and the second crop can be sold in the middle of the wax month or at the end of the wax month.

The more he thought about it, the happier Zhou Zhi became. If these vegetables can really be sold, the days of coming to the Zhou family will definitely be better. The life of the Zhou family is slowly getting better, and the time and conditions for studying by themselves are much more convenient.

At least you can buy some pen, ink, paper, and inkstones to practice calligraphy.

Today, I have read all the Analects and can recite them very smoothly. Zhou Zhi plans to return all these books to the old master Wang Ding this afternoon. Although the old master loves books like his life, he is very picky, but Zhou Zhi went to his house to borrow books last time, and he liked him very much, and it will not be difficult to borrow it again this time.

To read, you have to read four books first, and now that you have read "University" and "Analects", Zhou Zhi wants to borrow the remaining two volumes of "Mencius" and "The Mean" this time.

How to say that Zhou Zhi also has the foundation of later generations, coupled with his super memory, in fact, the reading speed should be very fast. The reason why I borrowed the book from Wang Ding and read it for so long was because of what happened at home all day.

After a few days, Zhou Zhi decided to speed up the progress of his studies.

There will be no quiz next year, and there will be a quiz in February the year after that, and Zhou Zhi plans to take it. The scientific examination extracted sentences from the Four Books and the Five Classics, and has not yet finished reading the Four Books, let alone the Pentateuch. It is to read all the four books and five classics, recite them smoothly, and learn the art of eight-strand making, which he has no foundation in the later life, and it is much more difficult to learn.

In this way, it seems that there is still plenty of time, but for Zhou Zhi, time is quite tight.

After lunch, Zhou Zhi wrapped all the books in a cloth bag and was about to go out with them in his hand. The younger brother Zhou Shaocheng ran over happily, raised his immature little face and asked, "Isn't my brother reading anymore?" ”

Since this little brother recovered from his illness, he has returned to his former liveliness in just a few days, and his body seems to be stronger, and he still has a lot of things to do.

Zhou Zhi smiled slightly, stroked his little skull and said, "Brother, I'm going to return the book and borrow some more to read." How? Does Xiaocheng also want to study? ”

The younger brother Zhou Shaocheng is six years old this year, and he will be seven years old next year to the age of Mengxue, in Zhou Zhi's mind, as his father Zhou Tie said, Zhou Zhi is a little older, and it is not suitable to go to social studies, but Xiaocheng can try to read. As long as the family lives tightly, he may be able to provide for his restraints.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Shaocheng's head immediately shook like a rattle, and he said in a decent voice, "Xiao Cheng doesn't study, and Xiao Cheng doesn't want to be an official, I want to be a rich man in this life, like the Yue family and the Chen family, or even richer than them." ”

This is not the first time that the younger brother Zhou Shaocheng has said this, and Zhou Zhi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. Speaking of which, Xiaocheng is not wrong that he does not want to study. His arithmetic ability is quite good, if he can really learn some arithmetic, do some business, and be a rich man, it is a good choice.

Anyway, now is the era of Qingping and the prosperity of Hongzhi, and then the emperor Zhu Houzhao, who is particularly fun-loving, ascended the throne, and even the Jiajing Dynasty after him, the Ming Dynasty during this period is generally an era of stable development. It is indeed not bad to be able to enjoy a lifetime of affluent life in peace.

Zhou Zhi is different, as a traverser, how can he be willing to be mediocre, he must fight hard in this Ming Dynasty and make a difference.

The younger brother Zhou Shaocheng may be afraid that his brother Zhou Zhi will ask him to study, so he will not return it to the old master, so he hurriedly pushed Zhou Zhi up and said, "Brother, then go quickly, go quickly!" ”

Zhou Zhi was helpless and went out with a smile.

Today's social studies should be in school, but now that it is afternoon, social studies have long been out of school, so Zhou Zhi went directly to Mr. Wang's house.

It's been almost a month since I last came, and there was no change in Mr. Wang's house, and when I stood at the door of the firewood, I heard the cries of chickens and ducks inside.

Like the old master Wang Ding, the pastoral life of Chaimen Yawu and chickens and dogs is actually very enviable. Wang Ding rarely had contact with the people of Baiyue Village, as if he was out of the way.

Zhou Zhi couldn't help but sigh to himself, although Master Wang's life is not too rich, but this is actually a fairy-like day, so it seems that the old master is still a very good person at pleasure!

Knocking lightly on the wooden door of the outhouse, an old woman's voice came from inside, "Who?" ”

"It's me, Zhou Zhi boy!" Zhou Zhi hurriedly replied.

As soon as the words fell, the wooden door opened with a "squeak", and Mr. Wang's old wife, Zhang, just glanced at Zhou Zhi, then her face was gloomy, and she turned her head to leave.

Zhou Zhi was stunned for a moment, and clearly remembered that the last time he came to Wangfuzi's house, this old woman was quite kind to herself, and she even helped her carry water. Why is this so for me today?

"Is it thoughtful? In! There was no old voice coming from there.

It's just that he hasn't seen him for less than a month, and Wang Ding's voice seems to be a lot hoarse, and his bore voice is also very insufficient. Zhou Zhi didn't know why, so he smiled at the old woman anxiously and entered the back room.

But I saw that Wang Ding was covering a quilt at this time, lying on the kang head. There was no longer the small desk on the kang, and Wang Ding looked much older at this time, and his face was a little haggard.

I remember the last time I came, Wang Ding was in good spirits, very obsessed with the Three Kingdoms, and talked about sex very well.

With a stomach full of questions, Zhou Zhi bowed to Wang Ding and said, "The boy has seen the master. ”

"Hmm!" Wang Ding slowly lifted the quilt and sat up. glanced at Zhou Zhi listlessly and said, "Feel free to sit!" ”

Wang Ding looked like this, how could Zhou Zhi sit down, stood still, and asked with great concern, "Isn't the master sick?" If you are sick, you have to find Langzhong, and you can't delay it like this. ”

"What's wrong with the old man? The old man is not sick. Wang Ding frowned and said in a deep voice.

"That master, this is ......," Zhou Zhi asked.

"Are you here to return the book? The book doesn't have to be returned, and it's useless for the old man to ask for those. Wang Ding did not answer Zhou Zhi's question, but directly talked about the theme, which seemed old-fashioned, with a lot of helplessness and sadness.