Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 881 The master finally took the knife

  Zhang Sen met Su Yue, but saw the dean of the medical school looking up and down at the student who usually didn't pay much attention.

  There are more than 200 people in the medical school, all of whom are under Su Yue's sect. It is understandable that Su Yue did not pay attention to this ordinary Zhang Sen.

   "Oh, sit."

  Zhang Sen sat down with his back bent.

   "The theory of fine worms, you wrote it."

  Zhang Sen said: "Yes."

  Su Yue sighed: "Master and the members of the evaluation team conducted experiments, and the results proved that your inference direction is correct."

   "Really?" Zhang Sen was very surprised that Tai Shigong actually paid attention to his article, and even asked people to experiment according to his own method.

"Of course, the worms have not been discovered. You also said that the worms are so small that they cannot be detected; therefore, we can only judge through experiments that there is a high possibility of their existence. Master thinks your article is very reasonable, so I put it in In the journal, according to the rules, half of the income of the weekly journal will be distributed to the author who submitted the article, and you can also get points, which will be of great benefit to you in the future. Even if someone wants to quote your article in the future, you can also get it. Get some benefits... You have been studying medicine with me for a year, I know your family is poor, but I hope you can get some money to subsidize the family first."

   "Oh, this is the trial edition of "Quest". The third article is signed by you. You can take a look."

  Zhang Sen took over. The first article is about agronomy, and the second article is still a discussion on agronomy and pest control. After reading the text, I feel that it is jerky and difficult to understand. After all, the lines are separated like mountains, and when the third article is written, it is indeed my own article. Next, there are comments from the review group. "

  Zhang Sen only roughly flipped through it, then smiled wryly.

  He is indeed short of money, but he really does not want his father to work because of him, let alone study medicine because of it.

   Can such a publication be profitable?

   If you give it away, no one will want to read it.

  If the capital of this publication can be recovered, it will be considered safe.

  As for the so-called points, he doesn't know anything about it.

  The only thing to be thankful for is that the "fine worm theory" I insisted on has at least been taken seriously.

  He still said: "Students are overjoyed that Tai Shigong can personally comment on the students. As for other things, students dare not look forward to it."

  In fact, Su Yue also felt that this thing would be ignored by no one at all, and the author would be paid dividends. This is more like a joke.

  He nodded and nodded: "It's good that you can be flattered or humiliated. Why, you didn't sleep well last night? You are energetic now. There will be an operation to cut off your hand later. The teacher wants you to assist me."

   is there to assist.

  Zhang Sen was a little surprised. Originally, with his qualifications, he was not qualified to be on the operating table, even if he was passing the knife to his mentor and some uncles.

Su Yue got up: "Let's go, don't make mistakes." Su Yue walked a few steps, stopped suddenly, turned her head, and took a deep look at Zhang Sen: "Since you have walked this way, you must stick to it, I know you It's very difficult, your father's matter, I know as a teacher, hey...Actually, how many people in this medical school...Why not, there is no such father, how many people can enter Xishan Academy, and they all carry great hopes, But people in the world only recognize Congwen..."

   Speaking of this, Zhang Sentu's eyes turned red, he bit his lip, tears welled up from the corners of his eyes, he nodded heavily, and said: "Student understands."

   “It’s good if you understand it. There are so many people in the world who study literature, but there must always be people who study medicine, some who work in industry, and some who study agriculture.”

  …

  The first issue of the journal has printed 50,000 copies.

  Fifty thousand copies.

  The cost is not low, it cost several thousand taels of silver.

  Although for Fang Jifan, this is a very small number, not worth mentioning.

   But Wang Jinyuan is still very distressed.

  He wanted to die.

   With this money, building a few more houses is a huge profit.

  When all the periodicals were printed, he found Fang Jifan: "Master, they are all printed, 50,000 copies...a lot."

  Fang Jifan sat down, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "It's a good idea, I don't know if there are fewer than 50,000 copies, that's all, let's print these first."

   Still less?

  Wang Jinyuan wanted to die, and he could sell 500 copies. Wang Jinyuan felt that his name could be written upside down.

   "Well, well, you prepare, prepare to sell, and make sure that all bookstores can sell goods."

   "This..." Wang Jinyuan was a little embarrassed, but after thinking about it, forget it, let's treat it as the young master for fun, anyway, it's only a few thousand taels of silver.

  He is ready to go.

  Fang Jifan suddenly said: "You come back."

"What."

  Fang Jifan said with a smile: "Well, remember to hang this up."

  Fang Jifan casually pointed to a notice on the copybook.

  Wang Jinyuan hurriedly stepped forward, lowered his head, and took a look...Huh?

   Immediately, his eyes straightened.

  Seeing Fang Jifan at the side, he picked up the teacup in his spare time, and continued to sip the tea slowly: "Go, what are you talking about here?"

  Wang Jinyuan looked ugly, but quickly accepted the notice: "Yes."

  …

  Early the next morning, almost a notice was posted in the streets and alleys.

   Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.

  Besides Xishan Academy.

  A group of people gathered under the notice.

   All of them were a little confused.

  The town government introduced the latest labor rating method, and all craftsmen, doctors, agricultural school lieutenants, and civil engineers will introduce a hierarchy.

  For example, craftsmen are divided into five levels, namely, first class, second class, third class, third class, and fifth class.

In the future, all the workshops, hospitals, garrison offices, accountants, and civil construction teams of the Zhen Guofu will use this to recruit workers. Craftsmen without grades are the lowest craftsmen, and craftsmen who have obtained qualification certificates can be selected according to their grades Future promotion and salary are guaranteed.

  It means that if you want to get ahead, you have to take an exam.

   It can no longer be, you frankly say that you are a craftsman, you are a doctor, you are a doctor and a craftsman.

   If you want a better salary, if you want to become a master craftsman from a small craftsman in the future, if you want to become a great doctor from an ordinary doctor, if you want to have a good future, you must take an exam!

   There is still an exam.

   This thing is called a title.

  Equivalently, craftsmen and doctors have to be divided into three or six or nine grades.

  The content of the examination for each major... is subject to the journal "Qiao Suo".

   "..."

  《Quest》…

  Available in major bookstores.

  …

   Xincheng and Xishan were a sensation.

  Thousands of captains in the Tuntian Institute, countless craftsmen in Xincheng, medical students in the medical school, as well as clerks and accountants in Xincheng...all were dumbfounded.

  Different job titles have different future prospects.

  Everyone understands this point.

  Finally... Shigong and Engong started to draw their knives at them.

   This knife, fast, accurate, and ruthless!

  The life in Xishan is very carefree, even the artisans in Xincheng are now paid quite well.

  As for the medical students, as well as the students of the Tuntian Institute, civil engineering, and engineering, they are actually living a good life.

  At least in the future, there are still some prospects.

  But now... the news about the professional title exam is being debated everywhere.

   What is this thing.

  All majors have taken the examination questions from "Seeking".

   Doesn't this mean that if you want to eat hot and spicy food in the future, you need to review "Seeking" at any time?

   And it is said that different job titles, future prospects, and future salaries will be divided into files. What does this mean?

   Low-level professional titles are just ordinary exams, but if you want to get high-level professional titles, you must send "Qiao Suo" according to your own unique articles in this major, and they will be included in the publication of "Qiu Suo".

all in all…

   "Qiao Suo" is the Four Books and Five Classics.

   Suddenly, everyone went crazy.

  Many people poured into the bookstore.

The owners of those bookstores turned green when they heard that Fang Duwei wanted them to buy a batch of publications. What kind of stuff is this? Buy and sell by force. I don’t want to buy, but in the end, they all bit the bullet and bought A batch of goods, after all, Fang Jifan's friend, people all over the world love him.

  But in the blink of an eye, they found that there was an endless stream of people who began to come to buy.

  The purchase price is 90 Wen, which is quite expensive, but as soon as the goods are shipped, 150 Wen, 150 Wen, the threshold has been stepped on.

  Especially the artisans in the new city.

There are a total of 70,000 to 80,000 craftsmen, all kinds of craftsmen, and they have a relatively rich income. Gradually, a large number of children's schools have appeared in the new city. They also hope that their children will study some books, and even many The craftsman is also willing to recognize some characters.

  After people can eat and drink enough, they gradually start to have higher pursuits.

  These craftsmen, who were basically literate, began to be unwilling to be mediocre after seeing the vast world.

  Take the exam, I heard that if you pass the exam, your salary will increase, and if you pass the exam, you can become a master.

  The students of Xishan Academy flocked to it even more; as for the captains of the Tuntian Institute, after a look of bewilderment, they immediately began to roll up their sleeves.

Even those who have children who are still young and are still studying in the school are willing to buy a copy. Their children must not expect to be named on the gold list. , Buy back a copy, let them read it in their spare time, the exam, you have to teach it from a baby.

   Within three days, the entire "Quest" journal was sold out at an astonishing speed.

  The printing workshop has begun to print.

  Wang Jinyuan was sweating anxiously.

He can be regarded as convinced of his young master. The net profit of the first printed periodical is three thousand taels, which is not much, but if he continues to print, maybe one issue, the profit will be as high as five thousand taels. After all, engraving They are all ready-made, and the cost of post-printing is relatively low.

   This publication has a net profit of 5,000 taels of silver. It is said that it is issued in January 4th. Even if the sales of this publication remain stable in the future, there will be a net profit of 20,000 taels of silver. Although it is not much, it still guarantees the operation.

   Not only that, but half of it will be distributed to the thirty original authors of each weekly magazine... Well... Anyway, anyway, the young master likes it, so let's print it.

  Silver, on the contrary, is a secondary matter. After all, in this world, who has the young master with money.

  ...

  I'm so tired, go to bed, good night everyone.

  (end of this chapter)