Farmhouse Green Plum

Chapter 253 Envy

Song Ying nodded: "Yes, so I understand it deeply. Copying books is really difficult!"

“Do you feel bad about waste paper?”

"It was painful. I couldn't bear to throw away every page I wrote, so I just finished writing the whole content. I had 8 waste pages just for the first page.

There were several very confusing places on the second page, with several mistakes in a row, resulting in 13 pages of waste manuscripts;

On the third page, I finished writing only one without any stains or mistakes at midnight last night, and discarded three.

Speaking of this, Song Ying felt completely hopeless. The only thing that made her happy was that, because she had copied every page many times, she now knew the first three pages of the book by heart!

Luo Yanxing shuddered unconsciously. Song Ying knew so many words and had such a good memory, but there were still so many pieces of waste paper. If it were him...

She couldn't even think about it.

Yuan Qing comforted him, "That's because you're not familiar with it yet. When you copy more in the future, you won't waste so much. Everything is difficult at the beginning."

After comforting her, he passed on his experience to her, "You should memorize the content first, and then copy it down. This way, it will be faster and less likely to make mistakes."

Song Ying smiled and said, "I've discovered this, too. When you copy in a hurry at first, no matter how careful you are, you're likely to make mistakes. But later on, if you copy more and memorize more, you'll basically not make mistakes."

"That's right." Yuan Qing smiled and said, "By the way, I asked my sister and Brother He, but they don't know how Miss He knew that you were making money by collecting herbs. You may have to look in another direction."

Song Ying had completely forgotten about this matter. After being stunned for a while, she finally remembered that she had asked Yuan Qing for help on her way home on Chongyang Festival.

"Okay, thank you." Song Ying thanked him, but her thoughts drifted away. Yuan Shan didn't know, and the other girls in Wutong Village didn't know either. Was it the boy from Wutong Village who told He Tianyu?

Can they meet He Tianyu? Well, if someone wants to please He Tianyu, there is always a way.

However, they have nothing to do with He Tianyu. Can they please He Tianyu by using their own affairs?

Song Ying felt that the matter was becoming more and more confusing and he had no clue at all. All possibilities were ruled out.

How do I check this?

She rubbed her head in pain, wondering if she could find a chance to ask He Tianyu directly.

"When did you ask Yuan Qing for help?" Erni asked curiously.

"I met him when I was returning from Chongyang last time."

"This is really weird." Luo Yanxing was so angry when he talked about it, "Don't let us find out who is gossiping behind my back, or I'll beat him to death!"

Tian Fang was even angrier than her. Although Song Ying broke with his family at that time, he had saved all his savings. Now he had moved to the city and became an apprentice of a doctor, and his relationship with his family had also eased.

Luo Yanxing relied on hard work to hand over only a small portion of the money. She, Pan Di Sanniu were the worst off. Not only did they have to hand over most of the money, but they were also forced by their families to use the remaining money from time to time.

Originally, the companions earned about the same amount of money when collecting herbs together, but now the gap between them and Song Ying and others is getting bigger and bigger!

Seeing that the situation was about to develop into a meeting of cursing He Tianyu, Song Ying quickly changed the subject. She pointed at the book box that Yuan Qing was carrying and asked, "How did you finish copying it so quickly?"

I had heard Shen Jing complain before that the schoolwork was heavy and there were frequent exams. There were exams every half month for the new moon and full moon classes, and every month for the monthly classes. There were rankings after each exam, and the prefects, education commissioners and other officials would visit the academy from time to time and take a look at their schoolwork.

Burn the midnight oil and get up early in the morning, even the time for eating and drinking has to be rushed.

Thinking about it again, although the contents that Yuan Qing took that day were all contents that he had already memorized and were relatively simple, he still had to copy twenty or thirty copies of each one. In such a short time, even if he didn't make many mistakes, he would probably have to spend most of his time every day copying books.

So, she gently advised: "Are you busy with schoolwork recently? Will you have exams at the end of the year? Can you squeeze out time to copy the books?"

Yuan Qing was a smart man, so he naturally understood what she didn't say, and smiled and said, "It's okay, I just copy some books in the twelfth lunar month, it's the end of the year, copying books to relax. Recently, the school's lessons are all about reviewing and reciting."

Song Ying felt relieved, as long as he didn't put the cart before the horse.

It is true that copying books can earn a lot of money and is quite easy, but this is only for the lower-class people like them. Passing the imperial examination is the real way to change their destiny. If women were not prohibited from taking the examination, she would definitely take it!

"I copied books before the New Year," Luo Yanxing murmured, and suddenly realized, "So this is how you made your money!"

During every Chinese New Year, Yuan Qing would always take Yuan Shan with him and buy her a lot of things, from hairbands and necklaces to various foods and interesting gadgets.

But they were so envious, especially when they couldn't make money before. Every New Year they would imagine how great it would be if their brother was Yuan Qing.

They used to be very puzzled. The Yuan family sent Yuan Qing’s grandfather and father to school, which emptied the family’s savings. Yuan Qing had to borrow money from everywhere to pay for his tuition. How could he have spare money to buy those things for his sister?

There is no comparison between people. Other people's brothers, who have no money, take time out to copy books to earn money and buy things to make their sisters happy. But their brothers, let alone buying things for them, are lucky enough not to be rogue and take away their New Year's money.

Although Song Ying has no older brother, she also has a deep understanding of this. Her cousin Song Tian, who is of the same age as her, is equally hateful. Every year, her family gives her 2 cents as a New Year's money. Even so, Song Tian often comes over when she buys food and takes half of the snacks.

Yuan Qing smiled and said goodbye, "I'll go return the book first."

"Go ahead." Luo Yanxing waved his hand, and after he walked away, he said, "Yuan Shan must have accumulated a lot of blessings in her previous life to have such a good brother like Yuan Qing."

The girls all agreed deeply and kept expressing their feelings while eating. Their families also favored boys over girls, but Yuan Shan had a brother who loved her.

"Her good luck doesn't end there," Erni said with great envy, "When Yuan Qing passes the imperial examination, she will be his sister. Maybe she can marry into a rich family and become a young lady!"

Tian Fang also said with envy: "Isn't it said that Yuan Qing is very good at studying? Maybe she will not only pass the examination for a scholar, but also pass the examination for a juren or a jinshi. Then she will become a daughter of an official, and even a wife of an official."

Song Ying remembered what Shen Jing said, that Yuan Qing was at the bottom of the first new moon and full moon exams when he entered school, but he was in the top ten in the monthly exams half a month later. He was ranked fifth in the third new moon and full moon exams, and has been ranked second since then.

The first place was a student in his thirties who was so nervous that he would sweat profusely and could not even hold a pen steadily during every entrance examination.

If it weren't for his stage fright, based on this boy's usual level, he would have passed the imperial examination several years ago.