On the eighth day of the 10th lunar month, this day is the light snow in the twenty-four solar terms, and light snow happens to fall in the sky.

Ouyang Bian went to Wang Anshi's house to check in. Although he didn't have to do homework, he still needed to do his class.

Wang Anshi was very excited about the book Ouyang Bian was writing. Every time he came, he would ask carefully whether he had written it out, which made Ouyang Bian feel like he was being urged to update.

Sure enough, the way of heaven has reincarnation, and the sky has spared anyone? In his previous life, he was an editor and always forced the author to submit his manuscripts. Unexpectedly, he would have been urged to commit manuscripts one day. Those authors could scold him, but he could not scold Wang Anshi.

The air shook cold.

Ouyang Bian thought about what book to write for three days before he decided.

He decided to use "The Wealth of Nations" as the main body, and then supplemented it with "Principles of Economics", "Macroeconomics" and "Microeconomics" as the arguments.

However, after evaluating the entire workload, Ouyang Bian felt that he had no need to do anything before the Chinese New Year, so he just stayed at home and wrote a book honestly.

Although there is a blueprint for writing such a large book, the situation in the Song Dynasty was still a little different. The theories must be localized to be more adapted to the situation in the Song Dynasty.

Moreover, this book not only needs to be read for Wang Anshi, but also for the elites of the entire Song Dynasty, otherwise he would have spent so much brain cells in vain.

This work is very difficult. College students who studied economics in later generations would have a hard time experiencing these books. They should give an in-depth and easy-to-understand explanation of this book so that those smart elites in the Song Dynasty who had not experienced nine years of compulsory education could understand it, which was equivalent to writing another book again.

Fortunately, Ouyang Bian was an editor in his previous life, so he was so familiar with how to write a book.

But this also took a lot of energy. In more than ten days, he listed the entire outline and sent it to Wang Anshi for a look and discussion.

Wang Anshi originally expected that Ouyang Bian might have many good opinions on what he wrote, but when he really saw the outline, he suddenly realized what a shocking thing he, his disciple, would have created.

Just looking at the outline was enough to shock him.

The definitions and theories of division of labor, price theory, definitions of commodities, commodity prices, commodity values, income and expenditures, monetary theory, state income and expenditures, etc., made him understand many vague concepts in the past. Combined with the economic issues at the national level that he has been paying attention to, the theories and definitions in it should be very correct.

Just one outline explains many problems. If the whole book is written, I wonder how much impact it will have on today's national financial management concept?

Wang Anshi felt the profoundness of economics for the first time, and therefore had a clearer understanding of the degree of evil of his disciple.

Wang Anshi himself is a literary master, but he never feels at ease to be a literary master. Ouyang Xiu once wanted him to inherit the literary world, but he did not accept it. His goal was to save the country, not to be self-satisfied in literature.

So after Ouyang Bian's "Shuitu Songtou" appeared, he saw it, tasted it, and felt it was written very well, and then it was just that. When he saw Ouyang Bian at Ouyang Xiu's house, he felt that he was a smart but lazy child, and he actually didn't care much about it.

It was not until Ouyang Bian shouted to him that "Heaven changes are not worth fear, and ancestors are not worth law" that he felt how deep the fate he had with this five-year-old child.

When I saw this outline of the so-called "The Wealth of Nations", Wang Anshi even had an idea [this child was given to me by God].

After discussing with Wang Anshi, Ouyang Bian felt like he had returned to the social and animal life of his previous life. He felt exhausted both physically and mentally, and couldn't help but laugh at himself: "It's been a long time since I've been using my brain with such great intensity, and I'm still a little uncomfortable for a while."

His head was empty and his body was heavy. He didn't want to go home to write a book for a while. Ouyang Bian remembered that today was the day when the fat chef's [Tiaowu Shao] barbecue restaurant opened, and he was immediately ready to move.

It was just that there was no point in going alone. I just saw Wang Yun shaking his head and memorizing the book. His eyes rumbled and he immediately had an idea.

"Senior Brother!"

Ouyang Bian suddenly jumped behind Wang Rong and shouted loudly, frightening Wang Rong.

"Ah... it's my junior brother."

Ouyang Bian stretched out his head and looked at the [university] in Wang Rong's hand, curled his lips and complained: "I feel that everyone is stupid when I recite these things every day."

Wang Rong replied with a frown: "That's right? I'm going to vomit my back. But my father said that reading a hundred times will make you understand the meaning of it. I have to recite it. If I can't recite it, I have to beat the board, and I can't recite it."

Wang Rong looked like he was about to vomit.

Ouyang Bian was overjoyed. He thought he was the only one who was like this. Seeing Wang Rong's appearance, he felt much more comfortable.

The world is full of troubles and uneven things. Seeing that Wang Rong also hated this, he felt relieved.

Ouyang Bian's eyes rolled: "Senior brother, will I invite you to have something delicious?"

Wang Yun threw the book away, sighed and lay on the table, sighing, "I still have a lot of books to memorize!"

Ouyang Bian tempted: "I invite you to my friend's store to eat. The things in the store are called barbecue. The thinly cut mutton, pork, venison, venison, and venison will be coated with honey, cumin, chili, and five-spice powder. When roasted with charcoal fire, the oil will sound and the fragrance will be sensational. It is snowing outside, the store is filled with smoke, and there is warm sake..."

Wang Yun said seriously: "Wait for me, I will wear a thick dress. My father told me that I must study, but not read books until I die. I have to go deep into the working people to experience the sufferings in order to become a gentleman who truly understands the sufferings of the people."

Ouyang Bian smiled.

Of course, I went to burn things for some reason. As a boss, I went deep into the work of employees and brought warmth to employees. This is a real good boss!

While Wang Yun was going to change his clothes, Ouyang Bian quickly ran to the backyard to tease Xiao Wang Jin. Xiao Wang Jin was lying in a cradle. The cradle was a gift carefully prepared by Ouyang Bian. Xiao Wang Jin seemed to like it very much.

Seeing Ouyang Bian coming in, Xiao Wang Jin immediately started to smack happily: "Brother...Brother...Hug!"

Wu and his maid sewed clothes on the kang. He was not surprised to see Ouyang Bian and smiled and said, "The little monk has finished his class?"

Ouyang Bian smiled sweetly: "Yes, my master's wife, I'm already done and ready to go home, and I want to come and see my junior sister."

Wu smiled and said, "Your junior sister likes the cradle you gave you, and you don't cry when you lie inside."
Chapter completed!