Xiaobao watched his mother pointing at the words in the book and talking without blinking, but his heart was churning.

"Moreover," Chu Qing continued: "The author Sima Qian is also a person who pays special attention to 'big data'. Oh, 'big data' means huge amounts of data. For example:

Anyi has thousands of jujube trees; Yan and Qin have thousands of chestnut trees; Shu and Han have thousands of orange trees in Jiangling; Huaibei has thousands of hagi trees south of Changshan and between Heji; Chen and Xia have thousands of acres of lacquer;

Qi, Shandong and Lu have thousands of acres of mulberry and hemp; Wei and Chuan have thousands of acres of bamboo; and the famous city of thousands of families, with thousands of acres of fields, such as thousands of acres of ashes and thousands of acres of ginger and leek: these people are all the same as those of thousands of households.

wait."

"Mom, why is this book so interesting to you? You can understand it all?"

"No, my mother is not clear about these place names now and can't match them."

"I know this! The gentleman said that the place names in many books may have ancient names or the authors did not use real names to avoid some trouble. Some gentlemen also said that many of the contents may be fabricated."

"That's right..." Chu Qing felt that this answer didn't seem so convincing to her.

Xiaobao's mind became active: Can I still read books like this?

"Mother, you said "Historical Records" is a travel diary, but what is "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic"?"

"Well, the ledger!"

"..." Xiaobao was speechless.

"Your dad thinks of it, no, you think... it's fine as a picture book!" Chu Qing paused.

Meng was confused in math class, and his hands were too lazy. When he encountered a question, he knew every word, and even when they were put together, he didn't know what the question meant.

His father taught him to treat mathematics as art and draw the questions so that the meaning of the questions will be clear at a glance.

My heart was filled with panic.

"What about "Water Conservancy Book in the Fog"?"

"This book is so good, my mother thinks it is a wonderful book on martial arts!"

"What? Martial arts?"

"Yes, water is the source of all things. It is invisible and colorless, and it is everywhere..." Chu Qing said while practicing Tai Chi. "You see, water is squeezed out of shape by the land, but once it wants to break through the restraint,

It has become a major disaster in the area...

People can't live without water, but they also have to beware of the disasters it brings, so they come up with all kinds of ways. Do they look like heroes?

My mother even gave names to the tricks between the two parties, such as wild horses parting their manes, white cranes spreading their wings..."

Chu Qing started the "middle-aged and elderly aerobics" mode one by one, and performed Tai Chi perfectly. Due to the continuous fitness and several life-and-death battles, every move was full of wind and had the intention of killing.

What Chu Qing didn't expect was that today's "nonsense" and this gesture would actually make Xiaobao develop a "bad habit" in the future - just look at books related to water conservancy, even if it's a moving carriage

I would jump down and do Tai Chi for a while.

Xiaobao continued to read the section of "The Biography of Huo Zhi" that Chu Qing had read.

After a long journey, I just lay half-ly on the bedside and watched.

Chu Qing did not correct his posture for the time being. Reading like this would hurt his eyes, but we will talk about it later. When the child is doing something immersed in it, try not to distract him.

Chu Qing walked out of the tent silently, preparing to prepare food for Xiaobao.

It took five days to get here. It seems that Chu Yuan still knows how to take care of others and did not indulge Xiaobao in hurrying up.

Chu Yuan was chatting with Zhuo Yao, listening to the conversation in the tent and telling each other what happened recently.

Hearing Zhuo Yao talk about Xiaobao's hard work in preparing for the exam, Chu Yuan sighed: "Oh, studying is not easy! They say those who farm envy those who study, but I don't envy them, so let me just farm!"

"Then you can't read or write!" Zhuo Yao laughed.

"My master forced me to do that! Of course, I was not a child who couldn't eat enough in the beginning. If there is an adult in charge of the food, no matter how good it is to me, I have to be obedient, otherwise I will not be able to afford the food!" Chu Yuan recalled

My life as a child is somewhat bitter.

"Oh! It's rare to see you reminiscing about the past." Zhuo Yao's eyes were somewhat searching.

"You know, I can go home once and a half a year. Every time I tell my sister that I don't want to study, my sister always says: 'Brother, you read those books as stories. Look, those scholars know so many things.

Son, isn't it all what you see in the book?'

At that time, my sister's eyes were full of envy and pride. She envied me for having the opportunity to study and become literate, and she was also proud that I no longer had the "earthy smell" in me.

She said: 'I don't want you to make achievements in your career, that's too vain. I just want you to study wisely and be bullied less in the future.'"

"What your sister said is somewhat similar to that of our boss." Zhuo Yao added.

"There is some resemblance, but my sister can't tell what the boss said. My sister is illiterate." Chu Yuan said, feeling a little disappointed.

"Why haven't you gone back to see her these past few years?" Zhuo Yao asked.

Chu Yuan lowered his head and picked at his nails. He didn't know why he talked so much today. He never talked about these things normally.

I have only told Baijiaxing about my life experience. I guess I thought of my sister again when I heard the boss talking to Xiaobao.

"Who cares about cooking at noon?" Chu Qing asked.

Initially, when he saw the two of them chatting, Chu Qing had no intention of disturbing them and was picking vegetables on the side. However, when he heard that Chu Yuan was getting entangled, he came over to interrupt.

"I'll do it!" Chu Yuan took the dish from Chu Qing's hand and ran away.

Zhuo Yao shook his head and smiled: "Boss, Chu Yuan seems to be homesick. Why haven't you seen him return home?"

"Didn't you go home too? I still want to ask, don't you all miss home?" Chu Qing looked at him curiously.

"I want to, but I have been separated from my family since I was a child, and I don't know where my home is." Zhuo Yao said and pointed to the carriage nearby, "There is a small box of books inside, which Mr. Shen lent to Xiaobao.

"

Chu Qing went to look at it and wanted to move it out, but Zhuo Yao stopped him: "Goodbye now, Xiaobao really doesn't want to read books recently. He said that now that he knows the words, he doesn't want to see them."

"Haha...haha!" Chu Qing found this sentence funny inexplicably. It was like the first time she reported to the Secret Investigation Department in Kyoto. Since she had met her superiors, she did not plan to see them again. She had the same mentality.

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"Let's make food first. After dinner, you will accompany me to a mining area, which is not too far from here. I have some ideas. You can have a good rest in the evening." Chu Qing made this arrangement.

After dinner, Chu Qing took Xiaobao, Chu Yuan, Zhuo Yao and his "special operations team" to a mining area in the south.

These twenty boys from the "Special Operations Group" have become Chu Qing's professional guards. They carry them wherever they go, so they feel safe.

Zhuo Yao did not bring the guards trained by Xiaobao this time to let them get familiar with the environment and rest.

After arriving at the place, Chu Qing greeted the supervisor of the mining area. The supervisor nodded and bowed cautiously.
Chapter completed!