If I am not a Confucian saint, I will set off a revolution

Chapter 17: Open Books Are Beneficial

Lin Ke returned to his small courtyard, and then thought about today's itinerary.

On the first day he came here, the first thing he did was to complete the second choice of the mission.

Of course, it is also a continuation of his previous style, including all choices.

For the first choice, he obtained Li Chungang's qualification to be a teacher, and he could be a teacher in at least three days.

The second choice is to meet and learn from Wang Lin. I don’t know how credible Wang Lin’s phrase "the most talented woman in the world" is, but the paintings in the small black room are vivid and vivid on the paper.

The third choice is to get to know the shopkeeper of Tongfu, and get a regular job, at least two steamed buns every night.

And from time to time, you can go to the "listening to the music bar" to steal a lesson.

The three choices exactly corresponded to his competition three months later.

The poetry of literature, the harmony of martial arts, and the painting of miscellaneous.

Speaking of which, Wen and Wu are the two items he is most confident about.

With such a brilliant civilization in the previous life standing behind him, if he loses, it will be a shame for the traversers and Wenchaogong.

For miscellaneous paintings, he is not particularly sure, after all, he has not drawn many things, but he has done the most basic sketches, but it is definitely not comparable to the level of ink painting in this world.

However, the problem is his. I hope there will be a way when the car reaches the front of the mountain.

……

The next morning Lin Ke opened his eyes, got up, washed, and then he started running on the street, running back and forth several times on the deserted street.

After the warm-up was over, I went back and began to stretch my back and chop the firewood I picked up in the yard. After finishing all this, it was almost eight or nine o'clock. I checked the time, wiped off my sweat, and walked to the tofu shop next door.

Lin Ke saw a strong figure sitting inside at the door, and after approaching, he saluted, "Good morning, Master Li!"

Li Chungang sat on the chair and said with a smile, "Okay, you...what do you call me?"

Lin Ke smiled and replied calmly, "Master."

Li Chungang asked with strange eyes: "Why do you call me master?"

Lin Ke bowed and said, "The master accepted me first, and as an apprentice, I didn't come to pay homage to the teacher until one night. It's because the apprentice didn't think carefully."

Li Chungang smiled when he heard the words: "I'm just an old man who makes blood tofu, how can I be your master?"

He took a sip from his teacup.

Lin Ke shook his head and said: "There is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art. No matter what I do, I will learn from the master."

Li Chungang's eyes lit up when he heard the words "There is a priority in learning, and there is a specialization in art", Li Chungang's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

Then, Li Chungang stroked his beard: "How do you know that I am a great Confucian? Here, they all think I am a tofu maker."

First-rate physiognomy master, second-rate craftsman, third-rate warrior, fourth-rate merchant, fifth-rate doctor, sixth-rate soldier, and the rest are miscellaneous.

Sixth Form, Craftsman, Tofu Craftsman!

"Ah? Teacher, are you a great Confucian?" Lin Ke suddenly showed a look of shock: "I just thought that the teacher must have some knowledge before I apprentice... The teacher is actually a great Confucian?!"

You know, even if Lin Ke really knew, he couldn't tell. After all, his news came from the system.

After hearing Lin Ke's words, Li Chungang froze immediately: "Ahem... Qi Dayan didn't say anything? Forget it, since you want to learn, I'll teach you, follow me..."

Follow Li Chungang into the depths of the store, pass the blood tofu on both sides in the dark, and walk to a wooden door at the end of the store.

"Squeak..."

The door opened into the yard behind the shop.

There is a stone mill in the yard, and there are many empty tofu trays.

Li Chungang continued to move forward, but Lin Ke did not move.

Lin Ke saw that the courtyard was covered with blood.

Yes, red everywhere.

How many living creatures would it take to dye the entire yard red?
"Ouch." Thinking of this, Lin Ke felt nauseated and retched.

Li Chungang, who was walking not far ahead, stopped when he heard the movement, and looked back at Lin Ke with a smile.

"Hahaha……"

A smile appeared on Li Chungang's face: "Can't even bear this tragedy? How do you see the tragedy of the world in the future?"

Lin Ke felt that Li Chungang had something else to say, so he endured the nausea well and followed Li Chungang closely.

Across the blood-red ground, you can see a small thatched cottage.

Like a library?
Push the door to enter.

There are six columns of bookshelves, large and small.

The bookshelves are full of books one after another, like a small library.

There is a small word written on every bookshelf, and you need to get closer to see what is written on the bookshelf.

I saw Li Chungang standing in front of a row of bookshelves, raising his hand and stroking the books one by one.

"Lin Ke, how do you read?"

Li Chungang didn't turn around, and spoke without warning.

Of course, Lin Ke didn't simply think that he should read with his eyes or his brain.

How to read a book?

There are many books, some are good and some are bad, but every book has its merits, such as good or bad, writing style, ideas to be conveyed, and many other aspects.

Lin Ke thought for a while and replied calmly: "Master, I have heard that there is Yan Ruyu in the book, and a golden house in the book. But it is beneficial to open the book for everything!"

But in turn, Lin Ke thought of Liu Bei again, so he added: "It's just that every book is read by different people, and it will have different understandings. A wise man must take the essence of reading and discard the dross. Read books, or only dross."

There are a thousand Hamlets in the eyes of a thousand people! !
Everyone has different feelings when reading a book, and everyone has their own understanding when reading a book.

Some people can only see some dirty things when they look at Little Liu Bei.

Some people are different, and they will look at it with appreciation, compassion, and inspiration.

Appreciate the superb skills honed by others, or sympathize with the people for their lives, or feel that others are working hard...

In short, when reading a book, everyone will react to various things such as language, things, scriptures, characters, etc. in it.

Lin Ke felt that what Li Chungang wanted to ask should be about these aspects.

Li Chungang's eyes lit up, watching Lin Ke laughing heartily and patting Lin Ke's shoulder.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

He stopped laughing and said: "The old boy, you finally didn't lie to me this time, it seems that you are really a piece of jade in the rough."

Lin Ke smiled helplessly when he heard the words: "Jade in the rough? Master's words are serious."

Li Chungang saw that Link wanted to be polite, waved his hand, interrupted Lin Ke's words, and said:
"Okay, okay, you and Qi Dayan, I don't really understand, and I don't want to ask."

Li Chungang paused, and continued: "In the next three months, you will be reading books and making tofu at my place."

When Lin Ke heard that he still wanted to make tofu, his expression didn't change, he just nodded calmly.

"Hehe." Seeing him nodding, Li Chungang continued, "Come on, let me tell you what you should watch first."

"You have to finish reading this row of books in the previous month." Li Chungang pointed to a row of cabinets.

Lin Ke saw that the small character on it was the word "History", thought for a while and said tentatively:
"History?"

He felt a little joy in his heart.

It just so happened that he also wanted to know the history of this world.

(End of this chapter)