Because the raw edge paper is three feet in size, it is a circle smaller than the four-foot bamboo leaf paper.
The locker at the foot of the bed could barely fit in the room.
Although the boy's actions could still be seen as uncomfortable, he couldn't bear to say it, and quickly helped Li Jin to clean up the things on the locker.
Li Jin said, "Wenwen, I'll do it."
After all, the name 'Xiaowen' is a bit feminine, Li Jin finally weighed it and called it Juvenile Wenwen.
The teenager turned his back to him, said in a serious tone, "These are all debris. I will use them when I do my work. After I organize them myself, it will be convenient to find them next time."
Li Jin looked at the bottles and jars. Although they were worn out, they were clean. It seemed that teenagers used to wipe them.
Li Jin is more satisfied with this, and the people who are doctors are more or less clean.
After all, they are in contact with patients all day long and must pay attention to personal hygiene.
Just like the first day he crossed over, he ran to wash his clothes by himself. In his opinion, clothes stained with vomit should be stored for a few days and then washed after the teenager can move around. It really stinks.
Qin Muwen often organizes these things at first glance, and quickly removes the things and wipes the locker twice.
Under the candlelight, when he lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and dense like small combs.
When he turned his head, his eyes were sparkling, and he smiled so sweetly: "Packed up."
Li Jin put the frayed paper and rabbit quill on it, and noticed that the boy's bamboo basket for needlework was already full of sewn purses and handkerchiefs.
He thought that the boy had clearly told himself to finish sewing in seven days, but now that he has finished everything in five days.
It's really... distressing.
After the boy cleaned up the table, his legs were shaking.
Seeing this, Li Jin frowned, and involuntarily held him beside the bed, and squatted down to remove his shoes and socks.
The boy was taken aback, exclamation stuck in his throat, only the sound of gasping.
Li Jin tucked his whole body into the bed again, and said, "Today's time for walking down the ground is over. From now on, except for getting up at night, I will be in bed and not allowed to get down."
He discovered that only by using command sentences, the young man will be obedient, one command and one action.
Otherwise, there is really no 'I should rest' in the eyes of the boy.
Sure enough, after saying this, the boy lay down obediently.
It's just that he didn't look at Li Jin, but turned his head to look at Baozi's sleeping face.
In the eyes of Li Jin, an old man who has lived for 29 years, these two are his cubs.
When the cubs are disobedient, they have to be in charge.
The two cubs lay quiet on the bed, and Li Jin just started to polish the ink, ready to practice according to Liu Ti.
He probably had a fragment of the original owner's writing in his mind, but the original owner's words were really ugly. It's no wonder that Mr. Song arbitrarily said that he would definitely not pass the childbirth test.
Words are like people, it is a person's face.
Kao Tongsheng test does not require candidates to write more vigorously, but it should not be unsightly.
Luckily, Li Jin had a foundation in writing characters before, and it was much easier to practice than to learn from scratch.
But there is no shortcut in writing, except writing, or writing.
In one night, Li Jinguang practiced simple brush raising, pressing and closing, and he practiced five sheets of rough paper.
And he wrote on both sides.
Although these are all basic exercises, Li Jin, as a person who has lived for nearly 30 years, knows that only by laying a solid foundation can he write quickly and without losing his character.
A piece of paper is forty pieces of paper. If he really studied hard, he would have to write at least twenty pieces of paper a day.
There are a hundred sheets of paper in one knife, which is enough for five days.
After all, reading is really expensive...
In ancient times, it was not easy for a poor student who could stand out.
After Li Jin practiced his calligraphy, he shook his arms and went out to wash up. The boy was already asleep.
He blew out the kerosene lamp, and the room turned dark, only the bright moonlight shone through the windows.
With the cicadas chirping outside the window, Li Jin soon fell asleep.
Even a sensible person like him did not realize that he has become more and more adaptable to this world and this era.
Early the next morning, Li Jin fed the buns with goat milk and rice cereal as usual. The teenager got up to wash and went to the kitchen to cook.
When the steamed buns had eaten and drank enough to take a nap and started to sleep again, Qin Muwen also prepared breakfast for the two of them.
The rice and noodles eaten by ordinary farmers in ancient times did not look like modern ones.
The rice husks outside the rice are not much removed, and the wheat bran skins also occupy a lot of positions in the flour. In ancient times, there was no such advanced technology as modern times, and it is impossible to remove the skins of these crops manually.
But the young man's craftsmanship is good. When cooking porridge, the heat is in place, and then a plate of wild vegetables is enough to make people appetite.
After eating, the boy put two baked potatoes and two boiled eggs in Li Jin's back basket.
He doesn't have time to make pancakes or steamed steamed buns recently, otherwise Li Jin's meal could be a little richer.
Li Jin smiled and said, "Mr.'s class is only in the morning, and the get out of class will be over at noon, so there is no need to prepare so much."
However, the transportation is inconvenient, and it is all about walking on two legs. Even if he comes back, it will be noon.
Li Jin added, "I said yesterday, I will make you braised pork this afternoon, and wait for me to come back."
The corners of the boy's lips were raised, and the dimples were shallow.
With the phrase 'wait for me to come back', he felt that he really felt like home.
Li Jin went out with another ten sheets of bamboo-leaf paper, brushes and ink blocks in his basket.
Only when you return from a long vacation or when you are visiting your teacher for the first time, you will give your husband a ritual.
This time, Li Jin didn't go to buy plain stuffed buns, but went straight to her husband's house.
The seven-year-old child opened the door for Li Jin. He should have been instructed in advance to take Li Jin directly to Mr. Song's study.
"These books were picked out by my father, and you can copy them here.
Dad said that if you want to prepare for the childbirth test, you can take it slow in class. When he waits for you to finish copying these books, he will give you a separate lecture about the exam. "
Li Jin responded, and the child went out in a polite manner, and brought him the door by the way.
Li Jin thought, fortunately, Mr. Song's student flow here is fast, and the original owner often skips classes, so there are no good people.
Otherwise, facing his classmates, he is really worried that he will leak.
Because Li Jin got up early, the road was cool in the early morning, and he walked fast, it was not even 12:00 (9:00 am), so he had two hours to copy books.
Bamboo leaf paper has a smooth surface and high ink color rendering. The only disadvantage is that it absorbs slowly.
After Li Jin finished writing a piece, she had to lay it flat on the ground to dry for a long time to ensure that the word would not be smeared.
Mr. Song's study is not on the same side as the side room where he usually teaches students, but just after the hour, Li Jin could still hear the sound of reading from the side room.
Those voices do not need to be distinguished one by one, to know that the students are all young people.
This gave Li Jin a sense of urgency. He had to support his family and farm the land. He didn't have as much time to study as others, so he had to work harder.
If you take the exam first, you can be exempted from paying farm fees, and you can also improve your social status. Even taking a teenager in the village will be much better.
As for whether to continue the examination of Juren, Gongyuan, and Jinshi, Li Jin felt that it was very difficult.
The higher the exam, the more a person's grasp of current affairs will be tested. He is a traveler, and he still adapts to a society without royal power in his heart.
Li Jin has no sincere respect for His Majesty today.
He felt that the more he took the test, if there was really a day for the palace test, maybe his attitude was noticed, and then something really happened.
What's more, his family is too poor now, and he has to go to Beijing to take the general examination after he has passed the examination. He can't keep his husband and children in the village, so he can't rest assured.
Before he knew it, Li Jin finished copying one sheet of paper, hung it on the ground, and started copying the second sheet.
The four-foot bamboo-leaf paper, with Li Jin's writing on it, was too small, and it took only two hours to copy seven sheets.
When Mr. Song came into the study, the floor was already full of books copied by Li Jin, and it could be seen that the characters in his first few sheets could not be well controlled and evenly sized.
But after writing, neat and clean characters fell from the tip of his pen, and Song Yuan became more and more satisfied.
When Li Jin finished copying one and was about to dry, he saw Song Yuan standing behind him.
He hurriedly bowed: "Sir."
Song Yuan said, "Your writing in Liu's style has improved a lot, not bad, not bad."
He said two good things in a row, and he was very happy.
Immediately, he asked Li Jin where he copied it, and Li Jin was a little ashamed: "Just finished copying the "Sacred Mandate Guangxian"."
Song Yuan thought that Li Jin and his own background were both children of the poor family, so he asked: "What chapter does the heavy farming and mulberry have enough food and clothing?"
The meaning of copying a book is not only to go back and read it after copying it.
The process of copying is a kind of well-known strong record.
Li Jin thought, fortunately, he is not an ordinary teenage boy. As a medical student, he has memorized countless cycles and explanations of countless terms in the eight years of college. He has long been used to copying and trying his best to understand and recite.
Of course, it is still difficult to understand the ancient text, but he also marked all the things he didn't know, and asked if he didn't understand.
Song Yuan's question was closer to reality, and Li Jin quickly answered it.
Song Yuan immediately praised Li Jin: "Good!"
After that, Song Yuan told Li Jin the main purpose of the "Guangxun of the Holy Mandate", and asked him to go back today to finish memorizing it, and come to dictate it early tomorrow.
Li Jin: "..." Although I was mentally prepared, my scalp still felt numb.
However, when taking the imperial examinations, how can it be said that the exam is just the exam
If you don't work hard, you won't be able to pass the exam for the rest of your life.
Song Yuan saw the potatoes in Li Jin's back basket, and for a while, he cherished his talent and asked Li Jin if he wanted to keep the rice.
But Li Jin waved his hand and declined: "The husband and the children are still at home, and the students are worried."
When Li Jin came home, it was four o'clock in the afternoon again.
In fact, he was already hungry. After eating potatoes and eggs on the way, he planned to go back and make braised pork for the boy.
As a result, there are still a lot of people returning to the village from the town. Now that Li Jinfeng has made a good comment, they are also willing to say hello to Li Jin.
"Li Jin, why are you eating potatoes again
Why don't you take your husband and children to my house for dinner at night? "
Li Jin: "..." That's because you didn't see me eating eggs just now.