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After sobering up, Cheng Jinzhou hurriedly tore the rolled-up tablecloth into shreds, took the inkstone and recalled it, and he banged his head and said, "Besides the graphics I drew, have I done anything stupid?"

"You vomited." Shi Yan said boldly.

"It's okay to vomit." Cheng Jinzhou never thought that the reason why he vomited was because of his precious cousin. He rubbed his temples with his thumb and said, "What stupid thing did I say?"

"Mr. Wu and Mr. Liu both praise you. Mr. Liu also said that you can talk to him some other time."

Cheng Jinzhou didn't show any relief at all, and curled his lips and said, "This is a side effect of stupid words, what else?"

"Then there's the 'crisis'. You said Mr. Wu was wrong, and you said something wrong... We are far away, so we can't hear you clearly." Shi Yan said in a low voice, and seeing Cheng Jinzhou's gloomy face, he quickly added: "But Mr. Wu admires you very much. When you speak, he nods..."

"I'm going to be terminally ill." Cheng Jinzhou waved his hand and sat on the chair.

Calculus is a key that opens the door to modern mathematics and is a natural barrier from elementary mathematics to advanced mathematics. Perceptually speaking, through it, what you see is the roaring steam engine, the endless supply of coal, and the red molten steel. The importance of this new world cannot be overestimated.

Newton and Leibniz used one-tenth of the most genius brain cells in the world to solve the problem perfectly - but they only needed a not-so-expensive drink, and one-tenth of them was lost to Cheng Jinzhou Pour it out.

He really didn't know what kind of changes he would make to the world.

Cheng Jinzhou pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to comfort himself: Liu Kuang had already started studying analytic geometry, so calculus must not be far away.

God knows how many lifetimes of genius it takes to make an inch of mathematics.

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Father Cheng, who came home later, drank even more. He grabbed the wine glass and refused to put it down. Cheng's mother was surrounded by a group of ladies and left. Like Liu Qingshuang, she had not seen Cheng Jinzhou's performance. She didn't know why, but Zhu'er next to her said with added jealousy: "Third brother, you are so proud today. Take that." Wu Gongfeng was stunned for a moment as he spoke."

As star warlocks worshiped by the Cheng family, Wu Zong and others have a high status among the servants of the Cheng family, just like the white-collar workers of later generations regard those professional managers with salaries exceeding tens of millions.

"What did you say?" Cheng's mother immediately became interested when she heard that her son was awesome.

The maid's education level is at the primary school level at best, and she is not qualified to squeeze in the middle. But she has her own way. She raised the corner of her mouth and said: "Didn't you see the person in the third room of Longzizhi, his eyes are wide open?" Just like a frog, he just puffed up some bubbles. He drank wine when he was envious, and got himself drunk after a while. There was also a regular military envoy in the first room. His son heard that he was studying in the church in Shaonan. , said to be one of the best talents, who will directly replace the current bishop of the state capital in the future, but as for him, he is coughing with envy and doesn't know where to put his eyes..."

The more Cheng's mother listened, the happier she became. She asked the girl to tell her story again. Cheng Yun'an also listened in a daze and said with a blank mind, "Then Liu Bin's name is Jinzhou uncle..."

In the aristocratic circle of the Great Xia Dynasty, it was not just a son-in-law who could be called uncle. It was a kind of recognition and a status. The more distinguished the family, the more they paid attention to it. In essence, the requirement for being well-matched was The collective oppression of an entire society.

When Liu Bin said "Uncle", Cheng Yun'an, who felt he was a bit high-spirited, breathed a sigh of relief.

As a civil servant, Cheng Yun'an's life is a happy history of face - being looked upon with a different eye, not being criticized behind his back, and leaving a little reputation for future generations, Cheng Yun'an will be satisfied.

Cheng's mother was more practical. She listened to her son's heroic deeds and ordered: "Cui'er, go to the kitchen and bring the sobering soup. Put less fresh water chestnuts and send it to Jinzhou too." "

That's all, he smiled and said to Zhuer: "You continue to talk."

The poor girl had to start making up stories.

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After drinking a handful of ground grass, Cheng Jinzhou didn't suffer much from the pain of drunkenness. After a sweet sleep, he woke up very early. With today's sick body, it is indeed not easy.

Shi Yan had been waiting outside for a long time. He brought the hot water and said, "Master Liu invites the third brother to come over and talk today."

"So early?" Cheng Jinzhou looked at the wet green leaves outside the window sill, straightened his neck and waited for someone to get dressed.

"I heard that Mr. Liu will take up his post soon. I will see the guests for the day tomorrow and leave." Shi Mo had already inquired clearly.

Cheng Jinzhou nodded slightly, glanced at the ring on his hand, and thought: If he could give himself another few hundred taels of silver, what he spit out yesterday would not be in vain.

Shi Yan walked in front with his head lowered. He was one or two years older than Shi Mo and more sensible. According to the rules of the Great Xia Dynasty, he would be considered an adult after half a year. If Cheng's mother hadn't felt that Cheng Jinzhou was in poor health, she wouldn't have given him such an old scholar.

When a passing servant saw Cheng Jinzhou from a distance, he immediately bowed and gave way, smiling sideways. The people who serve in the old house are all well-informed and extremely smart. To them, the Cheng family is a huge hierarchical world.

Cheng Jinzhou, who comes from the 21st century, can understand this level more deeply - in just one month, the treatment he received was like going from a street shop to a five-star hotel. In modern society, the level of professionalism of comrades engaged in the service industry cannot be compared with the children of families who have been selling themselves for generations.

Liu Bin lived in a small independent courtyard, but it was fully equipped with pavilions and pavilions. Because he had served as a guard envoy, he had many followers around him, and some of the lower-ranking ones could only be placed in another courtyard.

Different from before, the people standing guard outside the courtyard now are all murderous, muscular, round-waisted and ferocious soldiers. There are even two horses tied under a tree not far away, and two capable little men stand upright nearby. It seems that he is a messenger preparing to deliver an urgent message - the Cheng family's yard is not big enough for horse racing, and the gravel ground will hurt the horses' hooves, so it is more powerful than practical. The pomp of the nobles is always the most important.

Compared with the thin body of a 12-year-old, the tall and strong soldier makes people look up to him. Coupled with his battle-hardened aura, he seems to be more intimidating than the modern soldiers Cheng Jinzhou has seen, and his steps can't help but slow down. down.

The eldest girl brought by Mrs. Liu came out with a smile, passed under the gate guarded by two sergeants, and said happily: "It must be the new uncle, he is already in the hall."

The words "new uncle" immediately brought a smile to Shi Yan and Shi Mo's face. Shi Yan even showed his two front teeth in an exaggerated manner, like a squirrel crawling into a nut warehouse.

Cheng Jinzhou's new father-in-law, Liu Bin's transfer envoy, could not tell that he was hungover. Opposite him sat an old man wearing a scholar's robe, twirling his beard in a groan.

"Uncle Liu." Cheng Jinzhou gave a less than standard courtesy - he still lacked the foundation of a descendant of aristocratic families.

"I had a drink yesterday and I didn't have time to talk to you." Liu Bin introduced cordially: "This is my staff, Mr. Yang Ming."

The staff he carries with him usually have a very close relationship with his employer, and this Yang Ming is no exception. His skinny figure looks extremely weak, as if he is a frail old man, but his face is full of energy. And the wrinkled face makes it clear: I can still live for a long time.

Cheng Jinzhou bowed politely and said, "Hello, Mr. Yang."

"Hello, hello." Yang Ming stood up slightly, but he was also a very particular person.

Taking advantage of the opportunity to give up his seat, Cheng Jinzhou secretly looked around both sides, but did not find his fiancée. He was inevitably a little disappointed. He was drunk and unconscious yesterday. Even his great power had to be relayed by others. Judging from the rules of the Great Xia Dynasty, There seems to be little chance of seeing that unknown little loli.

After a few daily questions, Liu Bin looked at Yang Ming and smiled: "Jinzhou, do you have any specific ideas about measuring land?"

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