After Chinese New Year's Eve, on the first day of the new year, I wonder if God also thinks that the new year should have a new atmosphere, and the sun that has been shrouded in clouds, rain and snow for many days finally peeked out of the clouds again.

The weather got better and better in the following days.

The fourth day of the first lunar month.

On a special day, Zhu Yuan, who has always let himself go to bed early and get up early to maintain a good routine, woke up earlier than ever today and couldn't sleep anymore.

Outside, it was still dark.

Sleeping in the east wing of the small courtyard, Freehand and Liubai noticed that the lights were on here, and hurriedly got up and ran to serve, wash, Zhu Yuan sat in front of the desk in the west room of the main room, and looked at the few pages of the manuscript written before going to bed last night.

However, the first thing that caught his eye was a pen pressed against the manuscript.

That day, Zhao Xu and the two of them brought back six craftsmen directly from Jiang Zuosi, and the next day they also found the graphite that Zhu Yuan needed, not a little, but a whole car.

Zhu Yuan gave an order, and the craftsmen began to work.

Zhu Yuan didn't have high expectations, thinking that it would be good to figure out a usable finished product in ten days and half a month, but he didn't expect that he far underestimated the manual ability of ancient Chinese craftsmen.

According to Zhu Yuan's description and sketch drawings, it only took one day for a group of craftsmen to make the first batch of usable pencils.

The next day, the finished product that perfectly reproduces the shape of the fountain pen in Zhu Yuan's memory was also completed.

Zhu Yuan initially felt that the nib would be a problem, and gave the craftsmen several options, either steel or copper, and even took some gold for the craftsmen to try. After all, gold is soft and easy to craft.

For the width of the nib, Zhu Yuan does not force it, not to mention the previous 0.3 mm level, he is very satisfied with the fact that he can do one millimeter. As a result, the craftsmen created a bunch of various materials as thick as two or three millimeters and as thin as a hair's head, and the nibs were selected by Zhu Yuan.

Pick up the pen in front of you now.

In addition to the elastic steel silver clip on the cap, the other pen body is made of copper, but the weight is very light, and the two ends of the pen and the interface between the cap and the pen body are also plated with a circle of sterling silver, making the whole pen body more beautiful.

In fact, craftsmen are still painting other fountain pens, making patterns and engraving words, and it is conceivable that the finished product will be even more beautiful in the future.

This one is Zhu Yuan in a hurry, but it still looks good.

Pulling out the cap, the diamond-shaped silver steel nib is still engraved with two words, just like those pens in memory: Jingwei.

This is Zhu Yuan after seeing the finished product, I think everyone is so powerful, try a higher difficulty, engrave on the tip of the pen, at that time was still turning the "Classic of Mountains and Seas", between Xingtian and Jingwei, Zhu Yuan picked the word "Jingwei".

The murderous aura of the punishment is too heavy.

Zhao Xu came back that day and said that Lao Zhu also wanted a set, and Zhu Yuan considered whether to engrave the word 'Xingtian' on the pen prepared for Lao Zhu. But just thinking about it, he didn't want Lao Zhu Wu to hurt himself, so he didn't plan to engrave a word, at most he painted and painted some patterns.

After all, if he could, Zhu Yuan didn't want to send it at all.

The craftsmen were still not stumped, and even the current steel nib was successfully engraved.

Zhu Yuan pinched the two ends of the pen body, twisted it slightly, looked at the exposed thread, and then screwed it up. You don't need to look at it, the inside is a leather ink sac, and the pen tongue is carved from sandalwood.

If there are any shortcomings, there is probably only one left, and it has nothing to do with the pen itself, but a problem with ink.

Zhu Yuan's initial attempt to use daily ink directly was quickly blocked, and he immediately realized that the ink of this era was far less delicate than that of later generations, and various impurities such as gum were added to it.

So I let the craftsmen ponder it.

Take the initial smoke material, grind it repeatedly, add no gelatin, mix it into ink, and then filter it many times.

The problem of ink blocking was solved, but the new ink was easy to leak, the paper was more demanding, and the color was not black enough.

At present, there are two craftsmen who are preparing ink suitable for fountain pens according to Zhu Yuan's instructions, and I hope that there will be better ink for fountain pens in the near future.

Zhu Yuan can only make ends meet now.

After all, the problem of good paper was not a problem for him, and there were a hundred knives of all kinds of paper in the reward of the previous year.

Zhu Yuan didn't feel it at first, but then he went to the warehouse to see, and half of the room was piled up, and Zhu Yuan seemed to see Lao Zhu holding a leather whip and shouting: "Write, write hard for me, write out your knowledge!" ”

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuan smiled wryly, and glanced at the pencil in the corner of the desktop pen holder, which needless to say.

However, Zhu Yuan doesn't like the name pencil, lead is poisonous and too easy to mislead. If someone does hear the name and use a pencil to make a pen, that's not good.

Therefore, the fountain pen is still a fountain pen, and as for the pencil, Zhu Yuan changed it to charcoal.

Retracting his gaze, Zhu Yuan cleared his mind and opened the manuscript in front of him.

This is the 'production' article of Zhu Yuan's economics.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, when he heard that Cui Ji and others were killed, Zhu Yuan no longer dared to perfunctory old Zhu through Zhao Xu's message to him to organize the original discussion into a book.

Zhu Yuanzhang was able to cut off sixty-two heads at one time because of him, which is a pity. But if he feels that he is sincere, but he is perfunctory by Zhu Yuan, then he will never be soft when he cuts off his 'talent'.

Therefore, Zhu Yuan plans to get the book out as soon as possible.

Of course, considering the original plan, Zhu Yuan will still limit the content to the topics discussed that day, and at most expand the various examples to be more detailed, but it will only come from history, and there will be nothing new.

As for 'distribution', try not to mention it.

After re-browsing the pages he wrote last night, Zhu Yuan sorted out his thoughts and began to write.

In the meantime, he sent a pot of tea over, and when he saw Zhu Yuan concentrating on writing, he quietly poured the tea, and left lightly and silently.

I wrote slowly for two or three pages while thinking about it, and before I knew it, the sky was already bright.

Just looking at the light from the window screen, Zhu Yuan can judge that today is a sunny day that will inevitably make Lao Zhu very satisfied.

Freehand appeared again, reminding Zhu Yuan that breakfast had been prepared.

Zhu Yuan got up, stretched his body, put on the robe he had brought over freehand, left the main house, and turned to the wing room on the west side of the courtyard.

This side was originally used to live in two rooms, but it was ordered by Zhu Yuan to be changed into a restaurant.

Freehand went to the kitchen to serve breakfast, Zhu Yuan washed his hands in the hot water he held in the blank, and while drying it, he remembered one thing and said to Nizi next to him: "About sending a letter to home, Freehand told you, right?" ”

Last night, I talked to myself about it, and if possible, I wanted to send a letter to my family in Yizhou to report my safety.

Zhu Yuan's answer was that it was not suitable for the time being.

Lao Zhu killed dozens of people a few days ago because of him, those people were just scapegoats, and although the mastermind behind the scenes was not implicated, this beam was settled.

At this time, if Zhu Yuan asked someone to send a letter to Yizhou for the two girls, those people would be helpless against Zhu Yuan, and it would be difficult to guarantee that they would not implicate the families of the two Nizi in order to vent their anger.

Liubai tried his best to endure it, but he still couldn't hide his loss, but he said sensibly: "Little official, the slave already knows." ”

Zhu Yuan handed the towel back to Liubai and said, "In two or three months, let's wait for the beginning of spring, those people have forgotten us, if you want, you can take your family over." ”

Freehand confessed their identities last night, and Zhu Yuan can imagine that even if the families of the two girls escaped at the beginning, they will not be easy after all in Shandong, which is still in chaos.

Liubai put the towel on the shelf, and when he heard Zhu Yuan's promise, he turned around and showed a grateful expression: "Little official, slave ......"

The girl was stuck for a while.

After all, he is even a petty official, how can he be grateful?

Zhu Yuan saw the blank appearance and said: "If you want to thank you, don't be like a food kitten in the future, I want to block when I talk to Qingqiu." ”

Liubai didn't expect his careful thoughts to be seen clearly by Zhu Yuan, and his face suddenly turned a little pale, and he shook his head in a panic and said: "Little official, slave, slave don't dare anymore." ”

As he spoke, he knelt down softly.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuan learned to occasionally see the action of leaving a blank for freehand lessons, and knocked on the door of the girl's head with a smile: "Get up." In fact, you should say that you know you are wrong, and you will dare next time. ”

Blank space obviously can't catch this stalk.

However, seeing the smile on Zhu Yuan's face, she also realized that the little official was not really angry, so she got up cautiously.

As he spoke, Freehand came in with a plate.

Blank to see freehand a person come in, I feel that I should learn to learn freehand this kind of no trace. Obviously, both of them are blocking the other two, why is she the only one who has been taught a lesson by the petty officials!

Zhu Yuan's breakfast was very simple, a white fungus lotus seed porridge, a drawer of xiaolongbaozi, and two boiled eggs ordered by Zhu Yuan himself.

But I didn't finish it,

There was only a small bowl of porridge in the cup, three of the six buns were eaten, and the eggs were not touched today.

Some of them want to drink milk.

However, there are no conditions in this era, goat milk is available, Zhu Yuan tasted it once, and he is not used to that taste.

After breakfast, Zhu Yuan was about to return to the main house, and he was cleaning up the tableware and mentioned one thing: "Little official, Sister Qingqiu and Sister Luoshui said that they had finished three books. ”

When Zhu Yuan heard this, he sat down here again: "Let them show it to me." ”

Freehand and Liubai left with the tableware, and returned with Qingqiu and Luoshui after a while.

Qingqiu gave a copy of "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and a copy of "Tao Te Ching", and Luo Shui took out Zu Chongzhi's "Fixation".

Lao Zhu has already sent part of the book list a few days ago, and the rest is still being collected.

According to the original plan, Zhu Yuan asked a few girls to proofread these books so that they could be read.

Inside the restaurant.

The bystander saw the little official pick up a book and read it, and suddenly wanted to pout.

Let's just say that the day before yesterday, the petty official asked Zhao Xu to pick a piece of Taihu Lake stone in the garden and send it, and called the four of them to be in the south house, and use the newly made charcoal to teach a painting technique called 'sketching' on the Taihu stone.

The four women all have painting skills, and the petty officials only demonstrated it once, and they had an understanding.

Each of them then drew one

The petty officials finally scored the four paintings, saying that the full score was 100 points, Luoshui scored 90 points, freehand scored 80 points, the blank space was 70 points, and Qingqiu was only 60 points.

Although in the end, the little official gave himself a fifty points and praised the four of them for being better than his own painting, but Qingqiu, who fell at the end of the four girls, still had a pitiful expression, coupled with the most beautiful face among the four girls for the time being, I felt that the little official must have been charmed at that time.

The nine-tailed fox on the mountain of Qingqiu can eat people.

Hum.

So he 'punished' Qingqiu for one more copy of the Tao Te Ching.

Is this punishment there?

It's a reward!

Because of helping the little officials to school books, but the four of them are competing to do something.

At the moment, I saw that the two women had already given three copies, and because they had a lot of daily things, they hadn't even finished proofreading one of them, so they felt that they were really useless when they left blank.

Zhu Yuan roughly flipped a few pages of "Fixation", and changed the "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" by Qingqiu Dianxiao, looking at the text that was much easier to read after more punctuation, although it was vertical, he nodded with satisfaction.

After reading a passage that was temporarily unknown, Zhu Yuan also remembered a paragraph and said to the fourth girl: "About mathematics, do you know that anything in this world can deceive us, only mathematics will not." ”

The other three were still a little stunned, and Luo Shui had already answered very understandingly: "Little official, why?" ”

Zhu Yuan smiled and said, "Because ah, mathematics, it won't be won't." ”

Luo Shui understood in seconds, laughed out loud, and hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes crooked.

The other three girls didn't know whether they really understood or not, and soon either covered their mouths with a handkerchief or lowered their heads slightly and chuckled.

Zhu Yuan didn't distinguish it seriously, smiled and picked up three books and left the dining room, returning to the main house study.

Freehand and Liubai quickly followed, and when they saw him sitting at the desk again, they said freehand: "Little official, don't you really go to the southern suburbs today?" ”

Zhu Yuan shook his head.

The day before yesterday, the palace also sent a special message to ask Zhu Yuan if he wanted to participate in Lao Zhu's enthronement ceremony, as a five-grade official of the imperial court, if he nodded, it would be easy to make arrangements over there.

And it is also pointed out.

Because of Zhu Yuan's body, he didn't need to participate in all kinds of cumbersome etiquette with hundreds of officials, he only needed to watch the ceremony.

Frankly speaking, Zhu Yuan really wanted to go.

The enthronement ceremony of the founding emperor is not necessarily encountered once in a few lifetimes by ordinary people.

However, thinking about it, it was not easy to ask for a seclusion promise from Lao Zhu, since it was a seclusion, of course, it was best not to go out, even if it went out, it was limited to the island in the middle of the lake at most.

This is called seclusion.

Zhu Yuan can imagine that if he takes the initiative to break this state, then Lao Zhu will definitely not have to abide by it.

Therefore, in the end, it is still refusal.

There was no reluctance over there.

Thinking so, Zhu Yuan turned his head and noticed the little expression of expectation, and said with a smile: "I'm not going, you can, go and prepare to go out now." ”

Freehand shook his head: "If the petty officials don't go, how can the slaves go?" ”

Zhu Yuan waved his hand: "Go and prepare, look at the blank, if you don't go today, she will remember you for a few days, as well as Qingqiu and them, as well as Zhao Xu, well, Mr. Dai will definitely go to join in the fun, let's go, it just so happens that I am alone at home to enjoy the quiet." ”

Freehand said: "In this case, the slave waits for the petty officials at home and asks them all to watch the ceremony." ”

Liubai immediately said: "If you don't go, you won't go either." ”

Zhu Yuan pretended to be displeased and rubbed the corners of his forehead: "It seems that you are the masters of this house, or if I leave, you will continue to pull here?" ”

The two girls stopped suddenly, glanced at each other, and blessed Zhu Yuan freely: "Little official, always leave two little girls to serve?" ”

Zhu Yuan nodded: "Yes, leave two of them in the south house to guard, I will call them if I have something." ”

This side of the main house, because the manuscript is being written, except for freehand and blank space, even Qingqiu and Luoshui are not allowed to come in, let alone those little girls.

Freehand agreed, didn't dare to say more, and left with Liubai.

When the two Nizi went out, Zhu Yuan did not start writing immediately, but picked up the "Tao Te Ching" that had not been opened just now, and after browsing for a while, he quickly found one.

"The way of heaven, its bow is still open? The higher ones suppress it, the lower ones lift it, the surplus loses it, and the insufficient ones make up for it. The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost. The way of man is not, the loss is not enough to give more than enough. Who can have more than enough to serve the world, only the Taoist. It is a saint who is not ashamed, and he does not want to see the virtuous and evil! ”

After reading and savoring for a while, Zhu Yuan picked up the pen and quickly wrote two sentences on a page of white paper that were much more beautiful than his calligraphy.

The way of heaven is to make up for the deficiency when there is more than is lost.

The way of man is to lose more than enough.

Zhu Yuan's economics is fundamentally 'production' and 'distribution'.

This is the birth.

There are two fundamental principles in the study of economics, and the two fundamental principles of 'production' and 'distribution' are also fundamental.

The foundation of 'production', Zhu Yuan intends to quote a later famous quote in the future.

The way of 'distribution' that Lao Zhu thought about but hadn't heard of was the root of Zhu Yuan's writing of these two sentences at the moment. In Zhu Yuan's conception, this simple two-sentence sentence from the Tao Te Ching will derive a huge social distribution system covering the entire planet in the future.