At the beginning of June, Beiping has changed a little, and the faces of pedestrians on the road are generally more anxious, and even the camel bells that swirl under the roots of the imperial city all day are inexplicably much less.

Passing by a tea shop, the tea customer originally wanted to go in and drink a pot, and ordered three or two dishes to kill the remaining half a day, but just saw the boss change the notice and paste a bigger and more eye-catching "Don't talk about state affairs".

"Young, Second Master Qi, you are auspicious, what's the matter, are you going to the private room today, I'm waiting with you?"

"Forget it, I'm inexplicably panicked today, just find a seat."

The bright and bright four big words of "don't talk about state affairs" let passers-by see it, and the steps under their feet can't help but speed up.

Cheng Nuo, who was sitting behind the tricycle, naturally saw this scene, and thought in his heart, it was already June, and soon the 5,000 pigtailed army should enter Beijing.

"Lao Li, after sending me to the Commercial Press later, remember to buy a few more 'pig tails', keep them at home, just remember that our family knows about it, don't make a noise."

"Okay, sir, I'll buy a few as you tell me in a while, but it's a year old now, and it's really hard to find this thing in ordinary places." After Li Laosan heard this, his figure was obviously stunned, but he quickly regained his rhythm and rode the bike, and while he agreed, he was also thinking about where to buy it.

Naturally, there is a reason for Mr. to do what Mr. commands, although there are question marks in his heart, but it is still worth entrusting to do things.

Cheng Nuo was thinking about whether he had to go to the Jinmen Concession in the past two months, and learn from Cai Yuanpei to avoid trouble, so as not to be forced to come to the door by the warlord when he got it, and the gun was not long-sighted.

But thinking about it here, it was soon time to get to the Commercial Press, and after letting Li Laosan leave on his own, Cheng Nuo straightened his robe and walked inside.

Although the Commercial Press is one of the oldest and most powerful publishing institutions in China, it has not had much time in recent years, because at the same time, there is also the existence of Zhonghua Book Company, and there is fierce competition between the two in terms of textbooks and reference books, ancient books, magazines, etc.

The guy who was still dozing inside, holding his chin with one hand and trying not to close his eyelids, suddenly saw a figure come in, his hand habitually went to greet customers, and slammed his head on the counter.

He didn't care about rubbing it, and the guy showed a smile: "Hey, sir, you look like a person who asks about the university, you can be considered to be in the right place today, we have all the books we want here, all the Oriental and Western, and the photocopies of proofreading."

Cheng Nuo has been in Peking for so long, and he hasn't visited a local bookstore much, so he became interested when he heard him say this: "Tell me, master, what do you have here, especially the special books of this store."

The man's face was happy, and he took out a few books from the bookshelf next to him: "Look, there are "Four Serials", "The Secret of Hanfen Building", and "Continuation of the Ancient Yi Series", out of our store, you can never find a second one."

These are all large and precious ancient books, the collection value is very large, but Cheng Nuo only felt that the brain hurt after a few glances, pure Chinese, no punctuation, plus a more traditional way of reading, love words are difficult to say. ….

Returning the book to the fellow, politely declined his further pitch.

The purpose of Cheng Nuo's trip is to publish the textbook "Category Domain Theory" and the counseling office, and when the new semester arrives, his students will no longer have to copy the lecture notes by hand, and by the way, they can also send a batch to Zhang Jian to expand the knowledge of the category domain theory to the south.

At the same time, with the help of the publication and distribution of textbooks, it can also explore the path for the Academy of Sciences, and more books will be introduced to the market in the future, such as the "Concise Mathematical Dictionary", which is currently in full swing.

"Master, your books here are very good, but now I am not here to buy books, but to cooperate with you to publish books." Cheng Nuo clenched his fists and directly made his words clear.

"Hey young, that's good, you're in the right place, we're here to publish a book is even more powerful, but I can't get an idea for this job, I have to ask the shopkeeper to come over, or I'll make you a pot of tea, you sit here first."

Going?" When the guy heard this, the smile on his face was even worse, no more than the future generations, only people with real skills can make a move in these years, and a little upside down in the library can make money by selling a few books.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you, master."

It was only half a cup of tea before a middle-aged man in a cloth robe came down from upstairs, clasping his fists and laughing.

"The contemptible person is Zhang Yuanji, the manager of the Commercial Press, so you have been waiting for a long time, sir."

But before he finished speaking, Zhang Yuanji immediately greeted him with both hands, his face full of surprise: "Long time no see, it's good to come in, Professor Cheng."

It turned out that Zhang Yuanji was also a member of the China Vocational Education Society, but Cheng Nuo was busy with other things at that time, and the two were just nodding acquaintances at that time, and they didn't know that there was also the identity of a manager of the Commercial Press.

In his early years, Zhang Yuanji participated in the Wuxu Reform as a Jinshi, and later after the failure of the Hundred Days Restoration, he was punished by "dismissal and never use". Later, after being introduced by Li Zhongtang, he was hired as the president of Nanyang Translation Academy, mainly responsible for the translation and compilation of Western books. During this period, he became acquainted with Xia Ruifang, the founder of the Commercial Press, and joined the Commercial Press after a while.

After Zhang Yuanji joined the Commercial Press, he made use of multiple relationships such as geography, academic affiliation, and rural affiliation to attract a large number of editorial talents, which improved the intellectual level of the compilation institute and the publishing autonomy of the Commercial Press. Under its reform, the printing office and the distribution office were added, and the compilation office formed the "three institutes", forming an integrated operation mechanism of editing, printing and distribution.

Seeing that the visitor was half an acquaintance, Cheng Nuo's hanging heart was slightly lowered, and he stood up and said politely: "Mr. Xiaozhai, I haven't seen you for a long time, I didn't expect you to be the hero of the Commercial Press, and now it seems that I have found the right person."

"Xiao Zhang, make me good tea, this is Professor Cheng of Peking University who we talk about all day long." After instructing the guys, Zhang Yuanji came over and laughed: "Where, where, my role is just icing on the cake. Professor Cheng came here this time, I think most of it is for arithmetic, right?"

"Mr. Shinozai is really a clever plan, so I'll make a long story short." Cheng Nuo opened the casually carried document bag, took out the book and introduced: "This is the series of books we have compiled in the arithmetic "Class Field Theory", which is going to be published and distributed, and the readers are all teachers and students from various universities, and the circulation may not be too high." ….

Zhang Yuanji took the book and read it carefully: "It's okay, textbooks are the focus of our business publishing, Professor Cheng can rest assured."

According to the usual practice, the Commercial Press must take the series to the compilation institute and invite professional editors to review it, but when I think of the master sitting in front of me who is the grandmaster of this kind of discipline, it is estimated that few people in China can understand it except him, and forcibly reviewing it is tantamount to self-inflicted humiliation.

"Logically speaking, arithmetic is very unfriendly to outsiders, but I have watched Professor Cheng's book, which is detailed and rich in examples, and even I can read it, and I believe that once this book is released, it will definitely set another example for the compilation of domestic textbooks." Zhang Yuanji roughly flipped through it, and his mouth was sincerely admired.

At present, most of the domestic textbooks are translated into Japan, and there are few local textbooks, which is enough for him to see the value behind them.

Cheng Nuo knew that the cooperation should be the majority, and said, "In this way, Mr. Lao Xiaozhai and the Commercial Press will have to worry a lot about the release of the book."

The rest of the matter is relatively simple, and the discussion is mostly about some cooperation details, such as how many copies will be issued in one issue, how to issue them, what materials, etc., but because it is a textbook, Cheng Nuo of course hopes to buy as many students as possible, and his own manuscript fee is completely negligible, so he discussed the lowest selling price as much as possible.

Zhang Yuanji is also happy to do this, using the reputation of the first person in China "Mr. Sai" to publish a book, this advertising effect is too great, as long as you don't lose money, you can take the opportunity to cover the limelight of the competitor Zhonghua Book Company.

In this regard, both parties are very satisfied with the content of the cooperation, and the signing of the contract is much smoother.

It is expected to be ready for the market at the end of this month, but at the insistence of Cheng Nuo, it was changed to the middle of the month. Although the construction schedule is relatively rushed, the Commercial Press automatically defaults to imparting knowledge, but is more admirable.

It's just that Cheng Nuo secretly smiled bitterly, if he really waits until the end of the month to go public, I'm afraid it hasn't come out yet

When you come, you will be strangled by those pigtailed soldiers, and there will be no reason at that time, maybe people will be in a hurry, no matter who you are, you will only be rewarded with a rifle butt.

But now that it has come out, Cheng Nuo didn't think about going home like this, and prepared to go out of the city gate to take a look at the wheat test field.

It's also a shame to say, in most cases, he is the shopkeeper, and he will leave it alone after ordering his subordinates, and he is busy with other things, now that half a year has passed, Cheng Nuo also wants to see how the wheat is growing.

Because of the late sowing this year, there is definitely no hope for winter wheat, so the experimental field is dominated by spring wheat, and when other wheat fields are golden and ready to be harvested, they are still green, and from time to time there are farmers who pass by to stop and watch.

Before Cheng Nuo arrived in the field, Guo Shouchun's figure didn't look at it before he heard his voice.

"How many times have I told you that the soil fertility in our semi-arid areas is very important, otherwise it will lead to a decrease in yield, and the quality will not be much better, why are you leaking this area?"

"You are the worst class of students I have ever led, and you need to control the number of basic seedlings and their distribution uniformity, adjust the row spacing, and use measures such as fertilizer and water, hoeing, and deep hoeing to adjust the size and structure of the group!" ….

"I'll tell you again......

Far away, Cheng Nuo's ears were almost deafened, and it was clearly visible that the spittle stars were about to fly to the students' faces.

The students saw Cheng Nuo coming from behind Guo Shouchun, and pretended to be bold and pointed to the back: "Teacher, someone is coming behind you."

"Something's coming, don't interrupt." I twisted it back casually, but I couldn't see it clearly, and I had to turn back and continue teaching in the field.

Cheng Nuo walked over and said with a smile: "Old Guo, let the students rest, they are probably tired."

Guo Shouchun really realized that someone was coming, and hurriedly turned around, his face instantly turned cloudy and clear: "Hey, old Cheng, old Cheng, what's the matter, I still remember that there is Guo Shouchun, it's not bad."

The student didn't know that Mr. Guo, who was usually serious and serious, still had this side, and couldn't help but sneer.

This drew Guo Shouchun's attention back and glared at them: "Okay, little rabbit cub, don't laugh, you guys are tired these days, I'll give you a vacation today, you can go down to the restaurant by yourself in the old place, and the account will be credited to me."

The students immediately cheered and shouted, turning into birds and beasts.

Looking at the backs of these students, Cheng Nuo smiled and said, "Okay, Lao Guo, I didn't expect that the students of Peking University were also subdued by you, it's really not easy, and they are a lot more energetic than before."

"I'm not just mental, I'm a lot darker." Guo Shouchun looked at his back, and also sighed: "Not all of you from Peking University, there are also a few Beiping Normal and Beiyang University, in fact, they are not much younger than you and me, and if you are not strict, you can't scare them at all, and I can't help it."

"So you say they're the worst class you've ever had?" Cheng Nuo said with a smile.

"My first class of students is also the worst class I've ever led, so there's nothing wrong with explaining that, right?" Guo Shouchun Zhenzhen asked rhetorically.

As soon as these words came out, Cheng Nuo couldn't help laughing, no one else compared with each other, saying that they were the worst seemed to really work.

"You, sure enough, as soon as you get busy, people are not so pessimistic, how is it, is the experimental field still going well?"

Guo Shouchun's face was full of memories, but in the end, it turned into a smile on the side of his mouth: "The process is bumpy, but fortunately, the result is good, and it is presented in front of you, whenever I am depressed, I go out of the house to look at these wheat, and recall that we started from scratch and pulled it with our own hands, and it is no longer wheat in front of me, but my child, and any boredom will disappear."

The breeze blew, rolling up waves of wheat on the field, and at this time, Guo Shouchun, who was pinching his waist, became even more excited, and whispered in his ear: "Listen, this is their laughter, whoa, whoa, how can there be more beautiful music in this world."

In an instant, looking at Guo Shouchun with an intoxicated face, Cheng Nuo felt that it was all worth it, and the establishment of the Academy of Sciences was to gather such a group of pure people.

Immediately two portraits

Like a child, playing between the ridges and sweeping away the boredom accumulated in the past.

The happiness of men is as simple as that.

Lying on the hillside, Cheng Nuo looked up at the starry sky: "Lao Guo, I have seen the growth of wheat seedlings, it is very good, it is estimated that this year is a bumper harvest year, but the seeds are imported from foreign countries after all, you must do a good job of localization."

Guo Shouchun picked up a dog's tail grass and chewed it slowly in his mouth: "Don't worry, in addition to localization, we have also taken a lot of high-quality wheat single ears from nearby farmland, and we will be able to carry out the breeding of improved varieties when the time comes, just in time to catch winter wheat."

After Cheng Nuo glanced at him, he turned his head again: "Then it will be a lot of hard work for you, but these farmers harvest earlier than us, and when the time comes, it will just compare with our output and reflect our advantages, and it will be much easier to promote it later."

Guo Shouchun said with a smile: "Seeing is believing and hearing is false, we can't let the people suffer with us, but there is a long way to go in agriculture."

"It's okay, take your time, we still have time, but I suggest you record your experience and cultivation methods, and sort them out when the time comes, so that we can compile them into agricultural textbooks and cultivate more talents." Cheng Nuo gave his opinion at the right time.

"Okay, that's no problem, invite the bunnies down to the restaurant every day, it's time to add weight to them." Looking at the bright moon, Guo Shouchun suddenly said inexplicably: "You said that we will go to Guanghan Palace to farm in the future, so Wu Gang doesn't need to cut Gui and be a wheat guest for us?"

"I think it's okay, Wu just cut the wheat, the jade rabbit threshed, the whole industry chain."

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