Chapter 91

In the yard of the paper mill, the helpers were sitting lazily on the ground and chatting. If there is no order, there will be no work to do, so we can only bask in the sun every day.

"Good morning, have you had breakfast?" As soon as she entered the door, song Xijiao said hello to them.

"Miss Song." It seems that song Xijiao is embarrassed to see that she is lazy. Xiaoliu scratched her head and blushed. She doesn't know how to open her mouth, "ate..."

Song Xijiao laughed and said, "just eat it. You're all in trouble these days. If there is no work, I will pay the salary. I'll give you a vacation. But from now on, you'll be busy. "

"Busy? What are you up to? " The helpers were at a loss.

"Papermaking!" Song Xijiao said self-confidence, "you don't care about these, just work, OK, go."

The helpers returned to you in disbelief, muttering in their hearts that papermaking, papermaking, no one to buy, what's the use of it.

At this time, song Xijiao finds Luo Shuang and tells him what she thinks.

Luo Shuang thought it was a good idea, but after hearing this, Luo Shuang was full of melancholy: "to be honest with Miss Song, I have no contacts in other places. Moreover, if you want to open a shop in other places, you have to inform the local government office first, and don't say whether the government office will approve it. If we can't do business, we will lose money. If you do it, you will not be able to bear the burden of being watched by local villains. "

Hearing this, song Xijiao suddenly realized that it was too simple for her to think.

If you want to get through the government in other places, you have to find someone to introduce. This person, she thinks about it, is Hu que. But she did not have a good impression on Hu que. She didn't want to have anything to do with him What can I do.

If there is any way to make them come here in admiration and buy spontaneously.

How can song Xijiao know the same problem every day?

She wanted to do it day and night, even muttering about meals.

This afternoon, because of a sudden strong wind, song Xijiao had to hide in her room. Suddenly, she heard the door being snapped. After a while, Xiao Liu rushed in and said, "Miss Song, someone has sent you a dress!"

Delivering clothes? Song Xijiao took a look and found it was a brand new and thick cloak.

Who would bring her a cloak against the wind in the cold?

She quickly chased out and saw the tall figure of Zhong Chun walking slowly on the street.

As soon as she was warm in her heart, she ran after her and called out, "Zhongchun!"

Zhong Chun turned around and saw song Xijiao, whose nose was beginning to turn red when the cold wind blew. He immediately took out the cloak in her arms and wrapped her up. He also put on her hat. His voice was concerned and reproachful: "the last time I was caught in a light rain, I was cold, and I dare to run around in the wind."

Song Xijiao, however, seemed not to feel cold at all. She laughed as brightly as the morning sun. She looked down at him and tied her clothes clumsily. She asked, "how did you come?"

"Take you home."

Four words, but let song Xijiao moved nose a sour. She did not want to let Zhongchun see his own anomaly, and quickly shifted his attention: "then how did you go again?"

"They said you were busy and I thought I would come back later."

"I'm not busy! Let's go and go home. "

Looking at Zhong Chun deliberately walking in front of himself to keep out the wind, song Xijiao suddenly remembered the picture of her walking alone in the street many years ago. At that time, she never thought, there would be such a day, there would be such a person, willing to give her wind and rain.

As he walked, Zhongchun suddenly turned around.

Song Xijiao looked up and asked, "what's the matter?"

Zhong chunmo was silent, then whispered: "drag my clothes, otherwise, I thought you were lost."

Smell speech song Xijiao ha ha a smile: "this road I walk twice a day, close eyes to walk can't lose."

"Let you drag and pull, so much nonsense." Zhong Chun holds her hand and presses it on his clothes.

Song Xijiao looked at the big hand that covered her hand. Suddenly she held it with her back hand and raised her head. Her black eyes were bright and bright, and she was expecting: "why don't I just drag your hand?"

Zhongchun is stunned and looks at her in surprise.

Song Xijiao did not flinch and met his eyes.

In the strong wind, a few strands of hair floated across her cheek, which made her face more and more crystal clear, white and flawless, like a lotus flower in the snow, gentle and firm, weak and indomitable.

"Hold on, then." He turned around, took her by the hand and took her with him into the wind.

At last, Zhongchun went to pick up chestnuts.

Song's mother looked at his far away tall figure and laughed: "your brother was really hit by mistake and found a good marriage for you. You see, your age is approaching and you are one year older. When are you going to have a baby? "

"Oh, mother, why are you here again..." Song Xijiao wanted to watch it for a while, but as soon as she heard this, she hid herself in her room.The wind was strong, but her palms were sweating.

Take off your cape and see it's new. When did this fool buy it? She didn't notice it at all. Especially the white fluff on the collar is soft and smooth. It must be made by two minks that he hunted back that day. I thought I was going to sell it, but I made her a cloak.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up.

Her paper has never been outside the city. There are many shops in the city who buy and sell goods.

As long as she tries to mix her own paper in those goods, and the buyers and sellers outside will see her, there will be people with insight and treasure who will take the initiative to inquire in the city.

In silk and satin shop, you can use bamboo paper to draw patterns in advance to show buyers, so you don't need to spend so much time on making samples.

Tea shop, usually people send tea to buy tea, are filled with wooden or iron cans, it is easy to be stained with wood or rust flavor, damaging the fragrance of tea. The paper is different! Simple and light, taste is not affected, and then on the paper two lines of words, painting a few plum, elegant and on the grade.

In the rouge water powder shop, the man was buying rouge to please the girl, but he was afraid that it would cause criticism if it was taken out directly. He used a package of colored paper. From the outside, he could not see what it was, but it was exquisite and beautiful. The girl took the colored paper and went to make a folding fan. Who didn't like it?

A month later, the paper mill, which was on the waning day, was once again flourishing again with these devious ways.

Every day the shop is cold and quiet, and few guests come to visit, but the helpers in the paper mill are busy and busy, and have no leisure for a moment.

No one knows how this paper mill has survived, but they have gradually found that their life is full of bamboo paper, which can hardly be prevented.

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