The two of them finished the peaches in their hands, and Zhao Ce played with the clean peach core in his hands.

After the little girl next to him finished eating, he was going to go back to his room to read the arithmetic book he bought.

The memory he now possesses is unmatched by ordinary people.

Although he doesn't know if he has become smarter or not, having this ability can already make the things he has to do more effective with half the effort.

After Zhao Ce talked to Su Cai'er, he rushed into the room.

First, I opened the arithmetic book I bought, which was about the size of one book.

I found the draft paper I had written before and read it again.

Zhao Ce also had a rough idea.

"The multiplication table is still upside down."

"That is, nine, nine and eighty-one are at the beginning, until the end of two-two is like four."

"First of all, start from here..."

Zhao Ce murmured, already having a general idea.

He picked up his pen and started writing traditional Chinese characters from one to ten.

Arabic numerals have not yet been introduced to the Ming Dynasty. Zhao Ce, a small farmer, naturally cannot write a book using these numbers and have everyone accept it.

Therefore, he adopted the ancient writing method.

From the very beginning, the multiplication tables are all written down in contemporary writing.

Then......

"Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division..."

"Addition makes an example, subtraction makes an example..."

Start simple and write everything on the scratch paper.

Occasionally stop writing to meditate and read other books.

that's all.

When I came back to my senses, I didn't know how much time had passed.

Looking at the results of my morning's work above, I feel somewhat satisfied.

Put down the pen and use something to press down the paper you have written on.

Stretched.

"Tsk, this table is not good..."

This kind of square table and bench are not very suitable for writing.

After a long time, it is probably easy to get sick.

After the new home is completed, Zhao Ce will find a comfortable study room where he can read and write.

While Zhao Ce was thinking about the layout of the study, he stood up and wanted to walk to the kitchen.

But he found that at the door of the room, an inquiring little head stuck out.

Zhao Ce did not close the door when he was writing.

Seeing that little head, Zhao Ce said funnyly: "If you have anything to do, just come in."

Su Cai'er walked in a little embarrassed and said in a low voice: "My husband is too absorbed in reading, so I don't want to disturb him."

"It's just that it's almost time to eat now. Husband, eat first and then study?"

Zhao Ce was writing furiously in his room.

Su Cai'er was doing needlework outside, and she was always thinking about it in her heart.

Afraid that she wouldn't hear her husband's call, she quietly moved the bench outside the room.

Just like that, she couldn't hear her husband calling her, so she couldn't help but make a bowl of sugar water and bring it to her husband.

But when she saw her husband writing so absorbedly, she couldn't directly interrupt him.

So he brought out the bowl of water again.

It wasn't until it was time to eat that Su Cai'er had no choice but to poke her head in, hesitating whether to call her husband.

Zhao Ce walked over with a smile and tapped the tip of the little girl's nose.

"Let's go."

"Next time just come in and call me, you won't be able to interrupt my train of thought."

What Zhao Ce wrote wasn't anything profound, he just wrote whatever came to his mind.

When the time comes, it can be compiled into a book.

So the little girl was not afraid when she came in and called him.

Su Cai'er smiled obediently at him.

"Okay, then next time I will bring water directly for your husband."

Zhao Ce nodded and walked into the room with her.

The people working outside have all come back from their meals and are continuing to work.

Rural people generally eat two meals.

Only Zhao Ce's family is so extravagant that they only have three meals.

When I walked into the kitchen, I saw a bowl of water on the kitchen table.

Su Caier said: "I made some sugar water for my husband. If you don't want to drink it now, you can drink it later."

Zhao Ce said yes.

Sitting on the bench, I watched the little girl prepare the food.

After the two of them had eaten, Su Caier brought another peach to Zhao Ce.

She said: "The peaches won't last long, so we should eat them quickly."

These are offerings, and you don’t want to throw them away.

"Husband, try it first. If this doesn't taste good, give it to me and I'll get a new one for you."

Zhao Ce took it, took a bite, and then said, "How many more peaches are there?"

He remembered that when he worshiped God, there was about a big bowl.

I don't know how many there are.

Su Cai'er took out the sea bowl from the cupboard and put it on the table.

"one two three......"

I counted, and there were about seven or eight left.

It will have to be eaten in the next two days.

Zhao Ce looked at the peach and smacked his lips.

Don’t I have to eat peaches all the time these two days?

Su Cai'er also took one and sat across from him to eat.

After Zhao Ce finished eating, he said, "Are there many wild peaches in the mountains?"

Since he traveled through time, he has never been to the mountains.

I don’t know if there is any difference between ancient mountains and modern ones.

Su Cai'er nodded and said, "Now is the time when peaches are ripe. They are everywhere on the ground."

"If you still want to eat, husband, I can go up with the basket and pick up some tomorrow?"

"Those fruits fell on the ground, and if you couldn't pick them up, they would all rot."

In the past, Su Cai'er was happiest and most sad in autumn.

Autumn is here, and the mountains are full of wild fruits. She can pick up a lot of them to fill her stomach.

This way the rice can be saved for winter.

But the saddest thing is autumn.

Because autumn is here, it means the hardest winter is coming.

But now she is not afraid of winter.

She will make herself a thick cotton coat and wear it out for everyone to see.

What I said last time at the entrance of the village was not good.

When Su Cai'er came back, she also reflected on it.
To be continued...