When he woke up, what Luo Changshan remembered most was Zhang Yan's superb discussion on graphics. He was able to discover such magical laws in arithmetic and deduce specific...well, laws, yes,
It's called the law, he remembered what Zhang Yan said at the time.
What Luo Changshan was even thinking about was the strange book called "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" that Zhang Yan only mentioned.
Luo Changshan was sure that it was definitely not something that could be accomplished by one or two people. It could even be possible by hundreds of generations. The discussion about "Pythagorean Principle" in it made him study for a whole night, and he still had some things he still didn't understand.
The details that you don’t understand need to be pondered over and over again. How grand and wonderful will the rest of the text be?
While sighing, Luo Changshan was not really dazzled by the wonderful and shocking knowledge thrown out by Zhang Yan. He had always remembered his original purpose of running to Langyuan City this time. But it was not there yet.
Just feel the veins.
For example, where are Zhang Yan's roots? Those studies obviously have strong characteristics of the miscellaneous school lineage, and many of them are even ahead of the current miscellaneous school circle. But there are also mysterious methods and methods like alchemy.
Miscellaneous studies are completely irrelevant. How can this be said?
What puzzles Luo Changshan the most is that Zhang Yan's faction has remained unknown. It even seems that if Zhang Yan had not committed a serious crime and had to rely on means to survive, their faction would probably have to continue to hide it tightly. Tightly.
Even the academic circle knows nothing about them.
Last night, Luo Changshan also asked Zhang Yan about who he studied under. But the result he got surprised him again.
"I do not know!"
At that time, Luo Changshan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. Is there any weird thing about learning so much but not knowing who the master is? Anyway, Luo Changshan didn't believe it, so he thought it was Zhang Yan's crude way of perfunctory him, and he didn't want to talk about himself.
Things about the teacher’s sect.
But there is one thing that Luo Changshan can be sure of after yesterday's contact, that is, Zhang Yan is not a cunning person, and what he has learned is extremely solid, and he also has new ways and methods that are developed outside the circle of miscellaneous studies.
To be honest, Luo Changshan was itching. It was not that he coveted other people's knowledge, he was just curious. He felt that he should stay in Langyuan City for a few more days this time. At least he should learn some of the subtle things in "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic".
However, Luo Changshan couldn't keep his face if he asked for it in vain. The "Pythagorean Principle" that Zhang Yan told him yesterday already made him feel a little guilty. He had learned in vain the knowledge that had been studied by generations of people.
.Zhang Yan seemed to know some of the things he could get his hands on, which put Luo Changshan in a difficult position.
"Forget it. There is a lot of knowledge in the miscellaneous studies circle, and many of them are cross-referenced. The worst thing is to ask Zhang Yan which aspect he is interested in and let him choose. I think if I can exchange this for a new path to miscellaneous studies
If you think about it, people in the circle will agree with it."
In the end, Luo Changshan made up his mind and couldn't wait to continue chatting with Zhang Yan.
At almost no time, the apprentice Zeng Hao came downstairs in a daze. He finally woke up and didn't panic when he didn't see his master. After washing, he was ready to go downstairs to have something to eat.
"master."
"Yeah. Tell me what you want to eat. Move quickly. After eating, we will go to Zhang's house to sit." Luo Changshan was in a good mood. He was sorting out the categories of knowledge in the miscellaneous academic circle in his mind. At the same time, he was also recalling how much money he had saved at home.
Books of various categories can be exchanged with Zhang Yan when the time comes.
Three meatloaf and a bowl of vegetable porridge were Zeng Hao's meals. He wolfed them down quickly.
"Master, do you think Zhang Yan and I are the same generation?" It was rare for Zeng Hao to see a person from the liberal arts school without a beard, and Zhang Yan gave him a very good impression. He was kind-hearted and very capable. He could actually
Give lessons to the master. He also hopes to get more familiar with Zhang Yan.
Luo Changshan was stunned for a moment, shook his head and replied: "It's hard to calculate. He doesn't want to say where he studied from, so there is no way to calculate seniority."
"Then judging from your age, are you the same generation as me?"
"That's about right. He's probably about ten years older than you."
"Hey, Master, since we are peers and have the same knowledge, do you think that if I call him "Senior Brother" and often go to him to ask questions, will he pay attention to me?" Zeng Hao blinked and said
I came up with a little idea that suddenly occurred to me before going to bed yesterday, and asked the master if it was feasible.
"This..." Luo Changshan's eyes lit up. He didn't expect this idea from his apprentice. Maybe... "Well, we will stay in Langyuan City for a few more days recently. You can
Give it a try. That Zhang Yan doesn’t seem to be a difficult person to get in touch with. But when you speak and ask questions, you must be measured and don’t make people think you are boring. Do you understand?”
"Don't worry, Master, I understand." Zeng Hao smiled and nodded repeatedly. Just like Shi Xuan's previous evaluation of him, he was not just a "little clever" as Luo Changshan said modestly, but a man of great wisdom.
Zeng Hao's idea is that even the master has to listen carefully to the knowledge. How can he be inferior? The master is not easy to ask because of his status, and he cannot go. As a peer, he can always ask about something insinuating, right? Learn a little.
One point, this thing is a sure-fire way to make money without losing money. At most, it can help you run errands. Zeng Hao knows the wheelchair in the woodworking shop at a glance, and he can help more or less. He has become familiar with the Zhang family, and Zhang Yan always knows it.
You can't just say nothing and teach nothing, right?
Patting his apprentice's shoulder, Luo Changshan's mood suddenly became better. He thought to himself: It's better to be young. If you say you're shameless, you'll be shameless without hesitation. How can I be like this old man who has lived all his life and only counted on one?
Such an old face. Young people are to be feared! I will be Zeng Hao’s master by then, so I should give him a test and see how he learned from Zhang Yan. Is that okay?
The master and apprentice left the inn with smiles on their faces. As soon as they reached Zhuzui Alley, they saw Zhang Yan coming out. They knew each other and laughed, saying it was just a coincidence, so they went back to Zhang's house together.
"I was just going to see how senior was resting, but I didn't expect that senior came first."
"Hahaha, as we get older, we have less sleepiness. If I hadn't waited for this boy, I would have come to see Mr. Zhang just after noon. Mr. Zhang gave me a lecture last night and I benefited a lot from it. Today I am shameless enough to bring some
If you have any questions, I hope Mr. Zhang can give me some advice."
One called "Senior" and the other called "Sir", and each called him his own, but they all responded in a tacit understanding.
"Senior is joking. Zhang Yan is a backward student. He has little knowledge and dares to give advice to his seniors. It's better to ask seniors to correct him. And when it comes to doubts, Zhang Yan has many doubts that need to be solved by his seniors." Zhang Yan said while serving hot tea to Luo Changshan.
, there is obviously some foreshadowing both inside and outside the words.