His son was very interested in mathematics, but Baron Artest felt a little restless.
Just because my son studied mathematics obsessively, he took the initiative to ask for books on mathematics during lunch. However, within five minutes, his son asked his financial controller to read to him because he was illiterate.
This naturally troubled the financial controller, and Baron Artest also had difficulties. In such a huge castle, there were only a few literate people, and they all held important positions. It was also the time when the market was approaching, so they were busy with work.
Baron Artest himself has some free time, but his poor literacy is only enough to handle daily income and expenditure financial reports.
"My dear Baron, Ronald has been pestering me all day," the Financial Controller finally got away and complained: "At the end of the day, in addition to studying, I also have to deal with his tricky math problems and the obscure books. The words make people crazy, Baron, if this continues, I won’t be able to handle the financial reports of several villages."
"Sorry, steward, I should hire a math teacher for Ronald." Baron Artest apologized.
"This couldn't be better." The Financial Controller was eager to get rid of the well-known fool and strike while the iron was hot: "I have a candidate. Apart from her, no one in the town is more suitable to teach Ronald."
"Who? Is it a woman?" Baron Artest asked.
"Yes, Isha, the presiding priest of the Lecture School, is very knowledgeable and accomplished in mathematics. She is proficient in Keshi and Yawen. Teaching is not a problem. She is a kind and kind old man. In addition, there are also some teachers in the Lecture School. There are quite a few math books.”
Baron Atai thought for a moment and hesitated: "The officiant doesn't have to be busy with theology?"
"A year ago, Priest Isa handed over the work of the Lecture School to his successor. She lives a leisurely life and spends all day with her granddaughter Lomea. She must be happy to take over the work." said the Financial Controller.
Baron Artai nodded. He was not worried about Ronald's faith because he understood... his son was not devout in the True Religion and had no interest in the Giant King Religion. This stupid child would not argue for his faith. .
"Okay, I'll send someone to invite Isa to officiate. Is there anything else?"
"Baron, wizard... No, the scholar asked the prisoners to try the improved leprosy potion." The financial controller promptly changed his words. He was originally a true believer and kept secrets about the wizard.
Baron Artai frowned. The wizard's youngest son suffered from leprosy. He had long lost his sense of pain and there was no cure. The wizard who loved his son could only prepare a potion to relieve his son's illness. But before drinking it, he They will all ask themselves to arrange for manpower to test the medicine.
This is nothing new. Most of the time, the baron arranges for the prisoner to test the medicine. Each time, the wizard will pay for the prisoner's ransom and provide him with a large subsidy.
But now... In order to repay the gods, Baron Atai has already pardoned the prisoners who broke the rules and freed themselves. You must know that there are only a few hundred people in Resurrection Town. Except for around the days of mourning, there will never be many townspeople who are imprisoned for crimes on weekdays.
"My lord, is this your test?" Baron Artai sighed in his heart, and he had no choice but to say with difficulty: "Help me convey to the scholar, I cannot arrange for prisoners to test the medicine."
The financial controller hesitated for a moment: "Baron, you can actually let the prisoners test the medicine before releasing them. In the past, scholars would help prisoners redeem themselves. You can give the ransom money to the prisoners and then subsidize them. This will not only give you a good reputation, but also won't irritate you." Losing his face."
Baron Artest shook his head, there was no room for negotiation on this matter.
His son finally got rid of his stupid state all day long. Although it was still unsatisfactory, Baron Artai understood that he should not ask too much from God, nor should he disobey God's instructions.
.........
I spent the day guarding the bookstall as usual, and my income today was much less than yesterday. Except for Idelai, who renewed his book for one day, no one visited it.
For dinner, Chen Yi stewed apples and peas, and also bought river fish to make soup, plus a piece of sliced bran bread. The three dishes were actually quite rich for one person.
Yes, alone.
Hedwig stared at the steaming fish soup longingly: "You are so luxurious, brother."
The fish was not fishy at all. Chen Yi pulled some weeds to remove the fishy smell, and combined with her soup-making skills from her previous life, the fire was well controlled and it was full of fresh and sweet taste.
And for Hedwig, who could see and smell it, but couldn't eat it, it was too much torture.
"Miss Pepper paid for a peppercorn when she bought the book. It's a little extravagant." Chen Yi took out the cheese, sliced it and put it aside.
"Yes... Well, it smells so good." Hedwig never looked away from the fish soup.
Cheese, stewed fruit or mushrooms, bran bread... a fish soup is so strange and refreshing in this boring and monotonous life.
I remember that when I was young, my family could eat lamb, white bread with the wheat bran removed from time to time, and fruit pudding for dessert... Smelling the fish soup, Hedwig couldn't help but daydream.
But does that count as my own memory?
Hedwig felt disappointed at this unprovoked and irrelevant thought.
Chen Yi was puzzled by the thoughtful look in his cousin's eyes.
What's wrong with this kid? puberty?
After coming back to her senses, Hedwig saw Chen Yi looking at her, her cheeks were hot, and she murmured for a while: "Eat quickly, brother, eat quickly."
Chen Yi grabbed a piece of bread, poured some fish soup on it, piled it with stewed fruit, and waited until the bread was soft before eating it.
Unleavened bread is still crunchy even if it is soaked.
"It's better to bake the bread yourself." Chen Yi said casually.
"Yeah, I heard people say that bakeries in the city stuff wood chips and even stones into them." Hedwig agreed, glancing at the fish heads in the soup, and then quickly took it back.
He took out a piece of fish and only added a little salt, but it wasn't tasty enough. Chen Yi sandwiched it with cheese and put it in his mouth.
The taste is sweet and slightly sour, which is not bad.
Over the years, Chen Yi felt that she had learned to take pleasure in suffering from scarce food. Spring rolls, plain-cut chicken, boiled fish... He wanted to make some of the delicacies he remembered, but in this world where seasonings were scarce, even the price of salt was extremely high. It cost ten or twenty silver reeds to buy a liter. Cheap.
"Brother...can you serve some fish soup later...and some fish meat for me?" Hedwig suggested in a low voice as she mustered up her courage.
"Huh?" Chen Yi was confused. She was a memory projection and could not touch the real material.
"I want to smell it, smell it for a long time... just think I ate it." She said sheepishly.
"Of course." Chen Yi smiled, stood up, filled a bowl, and placed it in front of the blonde girl's face, "Eat it, Hedwig."
Hedwig raised her face and smiled: "Too many."
Having said that, she has no plans to return it.
"I'll have some fruit after dinner." Feeling not full, Chen Yi wanted to eat something sweet with the thought of an apple after the meal.
"Don't eat raw fruit, that's what barbarians do." Hedwig reminded her worriedly.
...........
On a night when the moon is not completely full, it is more painful to ascend to the Kingdom of God than it was yesterday.
The bronze door trembled like bells, and along with the pale heavy rain in the dream, Chen Yi felt like a sharp needle was piercing his skull from the inside.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chen Yi once again stood on the sea of clouds with thousands of pillars.
Still have a view of Resurrection Town.
In the small town after the curfew, the only people walking on the streets were patrolling guards and the occasional priest, priest, and doctor.
"The Baron hired a math teacher?"
Looking down at the castle, Chen Yi saw an old woman in red being welcomed into the castle by the baron.
"Lomea's grandma?" Chen Yi was slightly surprised. Out of his fondness for Miss Pepper, he naturally also paid attention to the reclusive Priest Isa.
"I wish you the favor of my king, Baron Atai." Isa presided over the crowning ceremony with four fingers.
The Giant King Sect respects the great king who stepped on two snakes in the mythical era. In their legend, the king who used mountains as swords exiled the gods of the true religion who created the world.
The almost completely conflicting teachings have regarded each other as a blood feud for thousands of years.
"...I also hope you will be favored, Lord Priest." Baron Artai hesitated.
Chen Yi naturally noticed that the baron's answer was ambiguous.
I didn’t want to offend God, but I was also worried about exposing my disbelief in paganism.
"Take me to see your lord, Lord Baron." Priest Isa said with a gentle smile.
Fortunately, Priest Isa didn't find any clues. The Baron breathed a sigh of relief. He led Priest Isa outside Ronald's bedroom and said apologetically: "Master Priest, Ronald is naturally stupid. Recently, he suddenly became obsessed with mathematics and is illiterate. Maybe I will ask some questions that are offensive to children, and I hope you can forgive me."
"It's not in the way, it's not in the way, my lord." After saying "It's not in the way", the officiant said with a smile: "Stupid children are all angels without wings, so childish words are not forbidden."
Hearing this, the baron relaxed and was indeed as kind and kind as rumored.
When the two of them entered the room, they saw Ronald sitting at his desk doing quick calculations. The servant beside him had prepared several quills dipped in ink for him. When he needed to change pens when writing, he took the sharpened quill pen without ink. Ink.
From this, Ronald was able to write down various numbers on the hemp paper almost without stopping.
"Ronald, Ronald." The baron shouted a few words, stepped forward and patted Ronald, and said: "I invited Priest Isa to teach you mathematics. Be polite, Ronald."
Teach math? Ronald stopped writing, looked at Priest Isa outside the door, and raised the corners of his mouth brightly: "Great, Dad, I am stumped by my question. Teacher, can you help me solve it?"
Priest Isa was stunned when she heard this, smiled kindly, and said: "Of course, little Ronald, you are so impatient, I'm afraid no one can learn better than you."
"Hello, Priest Isa, come here quickly."
Chen Yi watched this scene from a distance, and he glanced at Ronald's hemp paper curiously.
Ronald was finding the area of a triangle, a right triangle, which didn't look unusual.
But if you look closely, you will see that there are more than a dozen auxiliary rectangles of equal width painted on the right triangle.
Chen Yi was frightened. Are you asking for the limit? calculus?
"Teacher officiating, this triangle can be drawn with countless rectangles. Each rectangle has a different area, but the area of every small triangle that does not overlap with the triangle is the same..." Ronald did not know how to organize the language. , after he described this laboriously and excitedly, in the end he couldn't even explain what he wanted to ask for.
Priest Isa's expression changed from kind at first, to confusion and curiosity, and finally to frown.
She glanced at the Baron and said with a wry smile: "Little Ronald is not stupid at all."
The baron was startled for a moment, then showed a proud and guilty smile, not knowing how to speak.
"I'm not a fool. I never have been. I've always known it," Ronald said. "There was an invisible teacher who taught me the most basic multiplication, division, and geometry."
"Invisible teacher?" Priest Isa looked confused.
"Yes, the invisible teacher, he is wrapped in light..."
Above the sea of clouds, Chen Yi frowned as he witnessed all this. If he continues to investigate, the unsuspecting Ronald will definitely expose everything.
After pausing the time, Chen Yi's fingertips fell on Isa's head with ease.
"You won't ask any more about it."
A wisp of light fell into the castle and penetrated into the forehead of Priest Isa.
Guiding other people's emotions and thoughts was something Chen Yi had done countless times.
Press Resurrection Town and time passes again.
Priest Isa stood up slowly, her eyes no longer falling on Ronald, and she seemed to have lost interest in asking questions.
However,
She turned her head sharply, staring out the window with her old eyes.
Take a step forward and look up to the sky.
The wrinkles on her face knitted together, and she couldn't suppress her angry roar:
"Profane soul, why did you steal the authority of the gods!"
