After this experiment, the days became fulfilling and boring again. Joseph basically had one thing every day, which was to study the mathematics of this era. This was to avoid taking out things that transcend the era because of insufficient understanding of the mathematics of this era, and to make some preparations for future teaching work.

In such a busy life, winter slowly passed. The winter just passed was a cold and arid winter, and there was no snow falling for a whole winter. This was not good news for France, because it meant that in the upcoming year, France's agriculture may face the problem of poor harvest again. Britain across the strait also had such problems, but because of the loss of North America and India in the Seven Years War, the French could not rely on colonial supplies like Britain, so the danger of agricultural poor harvest to them was obviously greater than the danger of the bad harvest to the British.

However, Joseph didn't care much about this, because even if there were soaring food prices, the teachers at the Paris Officers' School would not go hungry. If they had some land in Corsica, there would be basically no drought in the Mediterranean. They should still produce some things. If they could be transported here, they might make a small profit. However, from Corsica to Paris, whether it was walking or shipping by sea, they had to pay a lot of taxes. It was really good to pay these honestly, and it would be better if they didn't lose money.

"Unless you have a way to smuggle food with warships in the future, otherwise this money will not be so easy to make. But now, it is still time to hoard something in advance. Well, I remember that the old Grandet in Balzac made a fortune by hoarding," Joseph thought.

However, this is just thinking about it, because Joseph had too little money, and some of it had to be sent home, and the rest was just enough. Even if he wanted to play with hoarding, he would not have the money to play.

"And, speculation is risky. Even if you know the general history and specific operations, it is still risky. My risk tolerance is still a little poor. So, I can't do anything at the moment, so I can only wait for my salary to die."

This is the sorrow of the poor. For rich people, if they fail to speculate once, even if they lose a small goal, they will just pay a tuition. But for poor people, the result of speculation failure may require the whole family to go completely... According to Christian doctrine, suicide cannot be committed, and they cannot be committed in this life, so they either have to find a way to smuggle into the Americas or India. Or they are caught by creditors and others, and then forced to engage in various ancient and illegal businesses to pay off their debts.

In short, in economic activities, the risks the poor always take are greater than those of the rich, because they have no capital and only have one life. And Joseph, in general, is actually a very afraid of death.

"Anyway, there are still a few years left before the Great Revolution, and there is still time to accumulate slowly." Joseph thought so.

After winter, Joseph's middle school career had only one last semester. In fact, there were basically no subjects needed for classes in this last semester. Those who were preparing to continue their studies went to the preparatory course of Louis the Great School. Those who were not ready to continue their studies were also running around in Paris to find jobs. Only those who were like Joseph, who did not plan to go to college or look for a job, still came to school every day and stayed in the library to read books.

But he couldn't stay for a few days. Because he had already passed the graduation exam in winter. So soon after, Joseph obtained his graduation certificate from the Louis Great School. Then, he could go to the Paris Officer's School to register.

"Mr. Bonaparte. Although I have known from Mr. Monge and Mr. Laplace that you are very young, I still didn't expect that you would be so young. However, since you have received the joint recommendation from Mr. Monge and Mr. Laplace, your level is definitely fine, especially Mr. Monge, who thinks that your future achievements will be far above him. You may not necessarily know that we now need a teacher who can teach geometry of drawing." When reporting, the principal Earl DuPont said to Joseph.

"Thank you for your trust," Joseph nodded.

"Young man, strictly speaking, I don't trust you. I just trust Mr. Monge very much. Although this person is a bit stubborn, he is indeed a very reliable person. At the beginning, I wanted to get him from the Wang Family Military Engineering Academy. But he is a stubborn... And he doesn't like some students of the Paris Military Academy... Well, maybe I should also remind you that our school is not the same as the Wang Family Military Engineering Academy. Many of our students are from great nobles. Many of them come here to study only because of the family tradition... Well, Mr. Bonaparte, do you understand what I mean?"

Of course, Joseph understood the meaning of the Earl of DuPont. His brother Napoleon mentioned more than once that the Paris Officers School had the best teachers, but had the worst classmates. Those students from aristocratic origins came here just to gilt, and then they could go to the army to become officers, and then they could quickly be promoted by their family, either becoming generals or leaving the army to become other officials. For the life goals these students want to achieve, the military knowledge taught in the school is quite low. Applying the logical table

The way to describe it is: learning knowledge well is neither sufficient nor necessary. Since this is the case, the actual level of these people can be imagined. But these people are all memorized. The field is deep, and you can't help but give them a good grade. Mathematics is a difficult subject, and if you don't know, it's really impossible to talk nonsense. It's really a bit to give a bunch of guys who can't get anything... Joseph estimated that the reason why Monge refused to leave the Military Engineering Academy and transferred to the Paris Military Academy was probably a big reason.

"I understand." Joseph said.

"Well, that's good." Count DuPont nodded, but he continued, "But Mr. Bonaparte, you should not be too indulgent about the noble students. You should try hard to let them learn something, otherwise... you will not have a good reputation for the school."

Joseph also understood the meaning of the Count DuPont's words, that is, no matter what, they should be allowed to learn more in the range as much as possible, and they should not be taught to them as idiots who know nothing. Otherwise, it would greatly damage the reputation of the school.

"I will strengthen the teaching of conceptual things," Joseph replied.

The so-called strengthening of conceptual things is actually to reduce the things in mathematics that require quantitative analysis as much as possible, and just let those students understand one concept. Anyway, these guys may not really go to the battlefield. For them, it is enough to be able to talk nonsense in the salon like civil science. And even if they really go to the battlefield, there are those staff members who are not from aristocratic backgrounds to do the quantitative analysis.

"Besides, the Great Revolution is not far away. Most of these great nobles cannot escape the end of the street lights, and the final imperial war does not need to rely on them. Now I just need to get the money safely. If I can use these guys who are destined to flutter in the wind on the street light poles, I will make a little fortune." Joseph thought secretly.

"Very good." Seeing Joseph's understanding, Count DuPont was also satisfied. "We have prepared the dormitory and office for you. In addition, you can advance your salary for one month, and you have two uniforms a year... You can go to Marcel, the Logistics Department, to arrange these things for you later."

"Thank you for your care," Joseph responded.

After leaving the principal, Joseph went to find Mr. Marcel, who was in charge of logistics, and spent an afternoon to settle himself in. Then he spent another night preparing the class content and waiting for a few days to teach the students.

...

Napoleon sat in the front and was short, and could not see it in the back. There was one more lesson on the semester's schedule, which was "Military Advisor Geometry". Napoleon knew that there was some knowledge that must be kept confidential in this lesson. All students who studied this lesson must first vow to keep the secret. The school also told them that if the knowledge learned in this lesson was spread, they would go to the military court for treason.

Many noble students did not agree with this, but this restriction made Napoleon particularly interested in geometry. Napoleon had always been very interested in geometry and had good grades. In addition, geometry was extremely important to artillery, so he naturally attached great importance to this. So he came to the classroom early. After a while, until class was about to begin, his classmates slowly swayed into the classroom and found a place to sit down. So the classroom suddenly became lively, and it was like a vegetable market.

At this time, the bell for class rang and everyone became quiet. After all, this is a new course. Everyone is not sure what kind of person the teacher who teaches academics is, so they dare not be too presumptuous for the time being.
Chapter completed!