I don’t know if I came too early or if most scholars look down on this job. There are people on the other two tables, but there is no one on the scholar’s ​​desk.
When Pu Yangyun appeared, many people looked at him. He felt that his skin was a little hot, but considering his family background, he still walked over with a bit.
The maid behind the table gave him an registration form and asked him to fill in the information.
After he finished filling it out, he asked him to wait for a while and then delivered his registration form and the article he brought.
Pu Yangyun didn’t know how long it had passed. Anyway, the waiting time was so tense that it felt particularly difficult.
But in fact, before the cup of tea was cold, an old lady came out to pass on the message and took him into the yard.
Pu Yangyun had never seen Prince Chong's mansion. When he saw her, he thought that this young and beautiful woman was the legendary Prince Chong's concubine. As a result, when the other party spoke, he realized that the other party was the eldest maid next to Prince Chong's wife, whose name was Chuntian.
She is responsible for recruiting this matter.
She had read Pu Yangyun's report name and articles written, and thought it was pretty good, but she had a few questions to ask him.
The eldest maid Chuntian has bright eyes and white teeth. When she smiles, she makes people feel particularly friendly. Her demeanor is probably not worse than that of the daughters in some families.
Pu Yangyun heard his heartbeat and was afraid to look at his beautiful eyes: "You...you ask."
"Okay, then I'll ask. If my question offends you, I'll give you a gift first. I'm also here to complete the task assigned by my master. I hope you won't be angry." As he said that, the eldest maid, Chuntian, got up and bowed.
Pu Yangyun dared not accept the ceremony. The seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door, not to mention the eldest maid next to Princess Chong, was sent to interview people. That must be the celebrity in front of Princess Chong. He quickly avoided it and waved his hand in a panic: "You are polite girl. I am just a cannibal. How can I bear your gift?"
"I am just a servant who works, so it's time to apologize to you." The maid Chuntian was polite and controlled the rhythm very well, almost dominated the entire meeting.
In the following conversation, Pu Yangyun ran with Chuntian, almost all of his questions and answers.
The eldest maid Chuntian rarely saw such a "simple person". She looked at him implicitly for several times and assigned a question to Pu Yangyun, asking him to go back and sort out an article and hand it over to her in three days. If he passed the test, he would be able to get a job without having to sit on duty.
Pu Yangyun was confused. Do you still need to write a text in the account?
Also, what is "eye hygiene"?
When he left, Pu Yangyun had an additional special outline, asking him to tell a story about the eyes that caused him to get sick due to improper use of his eyes. He required that he could use vernacular language to be easy to understand and understand, and that the people could understand.
Later, a copy of "Jinling Novels" was attached.
Pu Yang said: "..."
Did I see it wrong, or did the other party take it wrong?
After hesitating for a moment, Pu Yangyun wrote two manuscripts, one of which was a serious scientific literature and the other was a vernacular novel. They all handed over to the eldest maid Chuntian, and asked her to choose.
After reading Chuntian, the eldest maid did not speak, but asked someone to call out a few aunts who couldn't read a word from the backyard, and asked another literate maid to read it to them to see who could understand it. As long as they understood half of it, they would be rewarded with two taels of silver.
Although two taels of silver are not much, I don’t have to do anything when I listen to a story. Just answer half of it. How great it is.
Therefore, the aunts racked their brains to record that afterwards, only one-third of the aunts answered 40% of the eye protection questions correctly.
After doing all this, the eldest maid Chuntian turned around and said to Pu Yangyun: "Do you understand?"
Pu Yangyun nodded blankly: It turns out that the requests she made were really for ordinary people to understand?!
He seemed to understand a little why he gave it to him "Jinling Novels".
Compared with serious academic literature, ordinary people must prefer rural language and various gossip stories.
Only by putting scientific knowledge into these stories can it be easier to spread.
"Since Mr. Pu understands it, then I will give Mr. Pu another chance. Please come back to Runrun Pen."
"Thank you!"
Pu Yangyun respectfully bowed to the eldest maid Chuntian, very grateful.
If it is normal, people don’t need to explain at all, just tell yourself that it doesn’t work.
But she didn't, she told herself with her actions-why he couldn't.
After knowing the reason, Pu Yangyun knew what to do. He didn't write any hard-core essays, and devoted himself to writing vernacular novels. He chatted with his parents, brothers and sisters-in-law, nephew, and neighbors...
He told them the stories he wrote, revised them over and over again, constantly looking for people to try, and gradually changed them into stories that everyone understands.
It's easy to remember and understand.
There is also a rumor attached to the back.
The distance between the eyes and the chest is one foot away from the desk; there are rules for holding the pen with three fingers, and the operating specifications must be understood.
There are time limits for continuous reading, and you can practice eye care three exercises frequently.
Read and study to sit upright, and your waist, neck and eyes are relaxed.
...
Seeing this new story, the eldest maid Chuntian smiled: "Very good, you have been accepted!"
Pu Yangyun became the editor of the production and publicity department of Daming Glasses Factory, mainly responsible for writing and publicity.
"real?!"
When Pu Yangyun's family learned about it, they were very surprised.
It is said that nothing is used to be a scholar, but Pu Yangyun clearly has no fame and fortune, but he has obtained a job with 10 taels of silver a month. He doesn’t have to be exposed to the sun and rain. He just needs to write a few articles well, and it’s enough?!
Is this... too easy?
Pu Yangyun nodded with a smile: "It's true. The contract has been signed. At least four articles per month. If there is any excess, each article will be rewarded with two taels of silver."
Two taels of silver per article can make more money than copying books.
When I was copying books, I copied a book for half a month, which only seemed like a few hundred texts.
Later, with the emergence of movable type printing, copying books became even less valuable. People even thought that the handwriting you copied was not printed was clear, and they also had to worry that there were typos you copied.
In short, no matter how you calculate it, it is not as cost-effective as movable type printing.
It’s just about writing letters for others, and you can make more money.
It is believed that this thing is not written every day. People can’t write a few letters a year, or a few copper coins, at most they can earn some hard work, which is not enough to support their family.
So scholars can't find any suitable job besides the imperial examination.
Being a gentleman requires fame and fortune. Without fame, it is not worth it at all in a place like Beijing. If you want an account, you must not be able to look down on you or not, and you must know how to do accounts.
If scholars want to keep their scholars' choices, they are not as good as ordinary people who don't know a lot about their big words, doing hard labor, farming, short-term work, and small business. As long as they can support themselves, they can do whatever they want.
Chapter completed!