The Transmigrated Li Jin's Daily Farming Life (Translated With Mtl)

Chapter 80

The head of the mountain studied Li Jin's solution to the second arithmetic question carefully.

This question was his own creation, and it had a slightly unconventional format. It didn't follow the current trend of drawing upon the Pythagorean theorem and calculating pi from the widely circulated "Zhou Bi Suan Jing."

Even the proportional calculation from the "Nine Chapters on the Mathematical Art" was not used. Instead, he decided to challenge students with the more obscure concepts of subtractive and cumulative numbers found in lesser-known mathematical texts.

This was an exploration of the higher-order interpolation method and the summation of advanced arithmetic sequences. Although the calculations themselves weren't difficult, comprehending the requirements of the problem indeed demanded a significant amount of time.

Shan Chang, despite the differences in their approaches and philosophies, eventually grasped the essence of Li Jin's solution. While the solutions varied, the respect for talent and potential only grew stronger on Shan Chang's face. Finding one or two good talents was like discovering hidden treasure!

Meanwhile, at his home in the inner city, Zhao Shuang would often seek out Qin Muwen when he had free time.

Initially, they would discuss peculiar stories and extraordinary literature they had both encountered. Gradually, Zhao Shuang sensed that Qin Muwen had a keen interest in scholarly matters, prompting him to relocate his collection of books to Qin Muwen's residence.

Qin Muwen was taken aback when he laid eyes on the stack of travel notes—thicker than expected! After all, these books were often considered "miscellaneous" by many scholars, their level of importance scarcely exceeding that of mere pamphlets.

Often, a scholar's home would have a few such books to chat about, but not a substantial collection like Zhao Shuang's. Otherwise, it would invite criticism from family and peers, accusing one of neglecting their proper studies.

Observing Qin Muwen's astonished expression, Zhao Shuang playfully winked at him. "I have several more bundles at home. Once you're done with these, I'll bring the rest over for you."

Qin Muwen felt a bit embarrassed. "Shuangshuang, I'm just reading your books without contributing anything..."

To which Zhao Shuang replied, "Well, if you don't want it to be one-sided, how about reading them aloud to me?"

Qin Muwen's eyes widened in surprise. "Read them aloud?"

Zhao Shuang nodded. "Yes, that way it won't be one-sided."

Eventually, Qin Muwen agreed. He nodded and said, "Okay, I'll read them. But every other time it takes a tea to brew, I'll have to check if the little bun is awake."

"That's not a problem," Zhao Shuang assured him.

It was only May, and when the sun was at its peak around noon, Zhao Shuang could bring the little bun outside to bask in the sun. However, it couldn't be for too long, as extended exposure might cause the child to catch a chill.

Qin Muwen picked up the first book and noticed that its cover was slightly wrinkled, not from being crushed, but as if it had accidentally been exposed to water, causing the paper to ripple when it dried.

However, Qin Muwen didn't pay too much attention, as the rest of the books were in perfect condition. They didn't even have a trace of dust on them, indicating that Zhao Shuang was a book lover who took meticulous care of his collection.

Qin Muwen had always been somewhat naive and trusting of others. He had interacted with only a few people, so he rarely harbored suspicions and didn't immediately doubt the intentions of those who approached him.