The difficulties in the process of writing the book were beyond Luan Yi's imagination.

Originally, Luan Yi thought that since he decided to copy "The Wealth of Nations" to the Han Dynasty, he had to consider the factor of ease of circulation. Therefore, the vernacular is not applicable, and classical Chinese must be used. As a result, Luan Yi renamed "The Wealth of Nations" to "The Original Wealth".

The next step is to translate the vernacular from memory into classical Chinese.

Although Luan Yi has accumulated a solid foundation in literary language, he didn't know until this moment. It turns out that it is easy to translate classical Chinese into vernacular, and it is so difficult to translate vernacular into classical Chinese. As the saying goes, from simple to complex, from complex to simple. Back to basics, that's pretty much it.

Every sentence must be considered for a long time before he can find a concise method, and he often scratches his ears and cheeks. However, as time passed, this sense of discomfort gradually disappeared, and Luan Yi's translation work became more and more proficient.

In the plan, this Luan Yi version of "Yuan Fu" is divided into five chapters like the original book, starting from the source of national wealth - labor, to the means of increasing the productivity of labor - division of labor, exchange arising from the division of labor, discussing money as a medium of exchange, and then exploring the price of commodities, and the components of price - wages, land rent, and profits. The book elaborates on a series of social and economic phenomena, including opportunity cost, inflation, supply and demand relationship, and combined with the current phenomenon of soaring food prices, it points out that the current total social demand is far greater than the total social supply, and the current situation of serious inflation is a huge hidden danger for the long-term stability of the Han Dynasty.

At the same time, in this book, Luan Yi combined his knowledge and understanding of more than 40 years of past and present lives, and pointed out that the economic foundation determines the superstructure, "Cangli actually knows etiquette; If you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace." Therefore, if we want to strengthen the country, we must vigorously develop production, and if we want to improve production, we must refine the division of labor, create a more efficient mode of production, and cultivate talents......

Luan Yi originally wanted to improve the status of industrial and business people through this book, but after thinking about it, he forgot it. It is impossible to change the centuries-old traditional thinking of the world at once, and writing it may not only fail to achieve the desired effect, but also cause a commotion.

At first, Guo Jia and the others saw Luan Yi writing and painting all day long, and said that they had come up with a new story. After a long time, I happened to see that his article was extremely long, so I was curious and came to look. This is unbelievable, and I found that Luan Yi was writing a book.

Picking up a roll of bamboo slips, Dan saw a word and said: "Probably following the present and the past, the strength of the country will be measured by the wealth, and the wealth of the country will not be the opening of the people's wisdom and the goodness of financial management, and there will be no reason." Meaning: Since ancient times, the strength of a country has been based on whether it is rich or not. If you want to make the country rich, you can only open up the wisdom of the people and teach them to think independently. and knowing how to use assets correctly.

Guo Jia and several people read it word by word, and found that none of the theories in it had ever appeared in the subset of classics and histories, but were newly created by Luan Yi. After careful grinding, I feel more and more that the words in the book contain abundant knowledge and profound truths. Several people couldn't help but look at each other, frightened, and shouted in unison: "Brother Yi'er, are you writing a book?" ”

"Hmm...... Yes! Luan Yi also waited for the big eyes, and hummed twice to admit it. I can't help but sigh in my heart: I can't do it if I don't admit it! I can't tell my brothers that I am plagiarizing the work of the father of modern economics after 1500!

Although Guo Jia, Xi Zhicai, Shan Fu, and Mao Jue had already counted, after being confirmed by Luan Yi himself, they were even more shocked and shocked...... rushed to come to the first two chapters of "Yuan Fu" that had already ended, and read it carefully, and when he encountered something that he couldn't read, or had different opinions, he asked Luan Yi for advice.

Luan Yijun explained in detail. When encountering differences with the mainstream values of the Han Dynasty and not easily understood, they revised them to make the theory conform to the mainstream concept as much as possible. In this way, "Yuan Fu" is getting better and better in continuous revision.

What Luan Yi didn't expect was that Guo Jia and these boys not only read "Yuan Fu" at home, but also took the books to school and read them secretly in class. This is a good thing, let Master Cen catch it and confiscate a few books.

Luan Yi will never forget the expression on Old Man Cen when he learned that the book "Yuan Fu" was written by Luan Yi himself. His eyes were bigger than a light bulb, and he pulled off a handful of beard. He looked at Luan Yi with a deep disbelief in his eyes, so he called him to his side and asked in detail according to the content of the book. Luan Yi's answers are fluent, and his explanations are methodical and reasonable, and at first glance he is the real operator of "Yuan Fu". A look of awe burst out in Old Man Cen's eyes.

But then again. It's strange that the old man is not in awe. In the long history of China, there is no shortage of prodigies, such as Gan Luo was the prime minister of Qin at the age of seven, but he was only a worshipper. It is much more difficult to write a book and write a biography than to worship the prime minister. This is especially true for building new ideologies. Luan Yi was just over eight years old, and although the content of his book "Yuan Fu" was mostly related to lowly businessmen. However, at such a young age, it is a miracle that he can study the affairs of merchants so thoroughly, analyze the relationship between land property, land rent, and tenants, and can also relate state affairs to the interrelated.

After the shock, Old Man Cen was relieved. Luan Yi is a prodigy, a genius in Yingchuan's mouth, and it is natural that he is a god to do this miraculous thing. He couldn't help but sigh secretly: "It's in vain, the old man has no regrets in this life!" “

So, from then on, Old Man Cen began to assist Luan Yi in correcting the grammatical errors in "Yuan Fu". "The Original Rich" has become more and more perfect. And through the mouth of Old Man Cen in the academy widely circulated.

In the process of promoting "Yuan Fu", there are praises and slanders. However, there is one thing that has reached a consensus, Luan Yi is worthy of the name of genius.

Time is getting farther and farther away, an autumn rain and a cold, and in a blink of an eye, the sad autumn has become a thing of the past, and the first snow in the four years of Han Xiping has come quietly.

At night, there are not many guests in the Qifeng Pavilion. People probably went to Mujinju, the county seat, to eat steaming hot pot. Luan Yi hid in the office in the north of the courtyard, facing the snow scene outside the window, and was writing at the desk. "Yuan Fu" has now completed the first three volumes, and the last two volumes are still missing. It is expected that after the Spring Festival, it will be completely completed in February and March.

In the office, Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai were talking. In terms of chess skills, Guo Jia's 2-year-old Xi Zhicai is obviously inferior to Guo Jia, but after talking for so long, Xi Zhicai's original talent and eloquence have become more and more impressive. He gave full play to his own advantages, while playing chess, he chattered and distracted Guo Jia's energy, and after a game of chess, he firmly gained the upper hand, and Guo Jia, who was angry, shouted. The noisy Mao Jue can't paint it.

Shan Fu sat in the corner, reading a book by the brazier. He had an epiphany after reading the chapter on the division of labor in "Yuan Fu". I feel that several brothers have their own strengths, such as Luan Yi is good at business and reads "Guanzi" intensively; Guo Jia has a flexible mind and is good at scheming; Xi Zhicai is at odds with each other, and has a vertical and horizontal legacy; Mao Jue is gentle and elegant, advocating inaction. He should also pay more attention to Shan Fu, so he became interested in arranging troops. I never leave my hand all day long.

Transcribe for a while. Luan Yi raised his hand and gently softened his sour hands a few times, and his eyes unconsciously swept out of the window, but he saw a person staring at him timidly outside the window. I saw him meet his gaze. The man hurriedly bowed his head, looking shy.

Luan Yi couldn't help but feel a little curious, and looked at the man carefully. I saw that the man looked no more than twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a scarf on his head, wearing a scholar's robe, and looking like a boy. But through the beautiful face, the white skin, the distant mountain eyebrows, and the eyes with veins under the long eyelashes, Luan Yi could see at a glance that the person was a girl. Probably because she was away from home, she deliberately disguised herself as a man for the convenience of traveling.

Along with the woman was an old man. In winter, when I came to Qifeng Pavilion to eat, I didn't go to the warm room, but I had to set up a stall in the courtyard. It hurt the little guy who was waiting next to him to freeze his nose and tears. Seeing this, Luan Yi hurriedly instructed Xiao Wu to send someone to send a few more charcoal stoves over.

The time to speak. Luan Yi felt a gaze sweeping towards him again, looking for a look—it was still that girl. She found Luan Yi looking at herself, and subconsciously lowered her head, focusing on the bamboo slips with her hands tight, and no longer looked up.

Luan Yi couldn't help laughing. I thought: Could it be that my graceful little body has fascinated this girl? Then he shook his head with a smile and continued to write a book.

Before the words passed three columns, I heard Luan Fulai report that the county commander Ding was here. At this time, Mrs. Ding had already arrived at the corner of the street, but she was about to come to the door in a moment. Luan Yi was stunned, and in his memory, Old Lady Ding hadn't come to Fengge since the beginning of winter. Most of the time, he went to Mu Jinju to eat hot pot, so he chose a cold day to come to the door.

As the head of a county, Mrs. Ding treats each other with courtesy. Without saying a word, he called the brothers to stop what they were doing and went out to greet them. However, when I stepped over the threshold, I found out. The streets were dusty. Not only did Mrs. Ding and his party come, but there was also a large group of people behind him. Luan Yi actually saw Xun Shuang, Xun Yu and others from the crowd.

Luan Yi was puzzled. I wonder if this is something big. How did you attract all the celebrities in the county? After thinking for a long time, I had to step forward to greet and bow down in response to all changes. "Old lady Ding and all the squires are here, and the Feng Pavilion is full of brilliance!"

Old lady Ding was panting and looked anxious. Lifting his pants, he anxiously asked Luan Yi and said, "I heard that everyone Cai is coming to our county and has come to Qifeng Pavilion!" Have you ever seen him? ”

Old lady Ding spoke at the speed of the machine gun...... Oh no, like a crossbow, Luan Yi didn't hear what he was talking about at all, but only vaguely listened to it. asked blankly: "Cai Dajia?" Who is Tsai Dajia? ”

"Oops!" Old lady Ding wiped the sweat from her head. Bypassing Luan Yi, he hurriedly walked to the courtyard, saying as he walked: "Cai, everyone doesn't know. Cai: Everyone is Mr. Bo Jiao. ”

"Mr. Bojo?" Luan Yi whispered, "Bo Jiao, Cai Bo Jiao...... his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, "Cai Yong, the word Bo Jiao, Cai Feibai." oh！ mygod！ ”

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