Chapter 105

Ling Ziqing raised his eyebrows and said curiously, "what does Miss Song mean by mounting?"

"A way to make paintings last longer." Song Xijiao did not know how to explain it. She simply said, "if you trust me, you can give me this painting. After a month, I will return the original copy of the mounted calligraphy and painting to Mr. Ling."

As soon as she finished, Ling Ziqing laughed and went to the wall and took the painting down. She rolled it slightly and put it in Song Xijiao's hand: "it's my fault, Miss Song."

Ling Ziqing even so trust themselves, song Xijiao finally put down the heart. It seems that the past has not really left any shadow on this childe.

As soon as she relaxed, her smile began to shine: "master Ling, in fact, I'm here to ask for something."

Ling Ziqing, with a faint smile, led her to her seat, poured a bowl of tea for her, and said with a smile, "what do you want? Brother Yuanhan has told me very clearly. I'm very happy to help."

"Really!" Song Xijiao was overjoyed. She didn't expect it would be so smooth!

Ling Ziqing nodded, concerned and asked: "I don't know how the paper mill is now?"

Song Xijiao's eyes showed the feeling of not giving up: "is a piece of ruins."

"Miss Song, please Ling Zi was smiling, like a fairy who had been born. He filled song Xijiao with tea and continued, "in fact, I went to the paper mill two months ago, but miss song was not here at that time. I just followed Mr. Luo to look at it at will."

Song Xijiao looked at him with interest: "what do you think after visiting?"

"What do you think?" Ling Ziqing said with a smile, "I just want to see such a beautiful orchid heart, can think of such a delicate paper-making process of women, exactly what it looks like."

Song Xijiao was surprised and said, "I'm not..."

"In the past, although I met Miss Song once, I took the Pearl as an ox's eye." Speaking of this, he shook his head helplessly. "Until a few days ago, I didn't know that the woman who invented bamboo paper that I always admired was the girl named song who wanted to marry me Ling someone, but I refused."

Song Yuanhan knocked on the table: "brother Ziqing, my sister has married, you'd better put your mind away."

Ling Ziqing was stunned and then laughed: "brother Yuanhan is too worried. Although I have always admired Miss Song, I still have a sense of propriety and affection."

"In fact, I didn't invent the papermaking process. I heard from an old man passing by." Song Xijiao saw that Ling Ziqing was more and more strange. Zhong Chun's face flashed in front of her eyes. Suddenly, she felt a little guilty, so she forcibly changed the topic and said, "Mr. Ling, this time I want to build a small stone building that can set fire to and keep out the wind."

After hearing her words, Ling Ziqing shook his head and said, "Miss Song, what you want to build is a workshop, not a palace. It is not difficult to build a stone house, but it will take at least three or five months. Can you afford to wait? "

Three or five months? How about that. Don't say the helpers can't wait. Luo Shuang certainly won't agree.

"Is there no faster way?"

"A faster way, of course." He took up a bowl of tea and drank it twice before he said leisurely, "as long as you have enough money, ask a hundred craftsmen to dig and polish stones for you. Maybe it can be finished in half a month."

Ling Ziqing's words were like a basin of cold water, and immediately poured song Xijiao a thorough cold.

Sure enough, she just wanted to focus on building paper mills, but she didn't consider the cost and time! Now it seems that wooden houses, not to mention stone ones, will take a long time.

Seeing her depressed, Ling Ziqing suddenly said with a smile, "why does Miss song always want to focus on building a paper mill, but she doesn't want to change places and transform it with ready-made yards?"

Song Xijiao had no choice but to say, "master Ling, the paper mill is provided by one of my partners, Mr. Luo. What we said at the beginning was that I provided the technology and he provided the site. Now his site is burned because of my relationship. I want to rebuild the paper shop, not only for myself, but also to appease Lord Luo. "

"I see." Ling Zi checked and nodded and said for a long time, "well, this is just the best time for you to set up your own house."

When she came out of lingfu, the sun had crept up to the top of her head.

Song Xijiao asked: "brother, who is Ling Ziqing? I always think he is mysterious."

Hearing the speech, song Yuanhan helplessly laughed: "you ah, forgetfulness is really big. Didn't you tell me that brother Ziqing was in business and had a restaurant, an inn and several Rouge shops. If it were not for you, I would not have known him, and he would not have told me about my ancestors. "

Song Xijiao nodded. It turned out that he was already a businessman. No wonder he could live in such a big yard.

"Look, sister." Song Yuanhan took song Xijiao to the gate, pointed to the powerful stone lion and said, "these two stone lions in town are carved by him. Do you know how many dignitaries and dignitaries want to ask him to help build houses, but they are all rejected by him. "Song Xijiao looked at the two stone lions and was surprised to find that they were not as sharp and dignified as those at the entrance of other houses. Their round eyes cast a kind of innocent light. It's as if they're sitting here, not to see the house, but to take a nap, to rest, and to get up and play later.

Looking at it, she couldn't help laughing.

I don't want to be childish.

"Sister, in fact, what brother Ziqing said is reasonable. At the beginning, you have nothing. If you need Luo Shuang's help, you can naturally cooperate with him. But now you have everything. You can't use Luo Shuang at all. Why don't you set up your own house? "

Song Xijiao shook her head and said, "brother, the first thing to do business is integrity. Since I have signed a contract with Mr. Luo, if we want to cooperate together, we must fulfill the contents of the contract. For the sake of interests, I easily betray others and lose integrity. This business will not last long. "

"Is it?" Song Yuan Han scratched his head, "it's better to listen to you."

When they came to the paper mill, they saw Luo Shuang standing beside the ruins with his hands on his back.

Song Xijiao, full of guilt, walked over and called out: "Mr. Luo."

"Miss Song." When Luo Shuang saw her, he was even more worried. "It's so difficult to do business with you. Years ago, I just made some money, and I broke up with you. Things are not easy to calm down, the Chinese New Year is another big fire! I've been in business for so many years, and I've never had such a bad time! "

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