Chapter 159

Song Xijiao carefully observed his face and saw that he had a leisurely manner. He really didn't put these gossips in his heart at all. Then she put her heart down and shook his hand with a smile: "you are in a good state of mind."

Zhong Chun did not understand: "mentality? "

Song Xijiao immediately explained:" it is the heart and attitude. When people do things, they must have a correct attitude, which is called good mentality! "

Zhongchun is funny: "it is from where to learn the messy words."

Song Xijiao but smile, one day, I will tell you all I know!

When she arrived at the gate of the bamboo paper mill, the shop assistant immediately came out to meet her.

He never met Zhong Chun. When he saw him coming with song Xijiao, he was stunned at first. Then he realized that they were intimate and looked at each other. He immediately responded and bowed his hands to salute. He laughed: "the master is coming!"

Zhong Chun nodded. In front of the man, he was not too close to song Xijiao. He could only shake her hand secretly and said, "you are busy. I'm going hunting. I'll pick you up in the evening

Hearing that he even wanted to come to pick her up, song Xijiao immediately shook her head: "you are too tired to climb a mountain for a day, and you have to go to the city. Just wait for me at home. I promise to be careful and there will be no accident!"

Zhong Chun just smiles, does not answer, and turns away.

In this way, song Xijiao knew that this meant that his idea would not be changed. He had no choice but to let him have a massage after returning home in the evening.

She watched his back leave. She didn't know if it was because beauty was in the eye of her lover. She suddenly thought, how could he look so beautiful? The broad shoulders and narrow waist are wrapped in a bunch of waist, which shows the lines are sparse and bright. Under the robe, there are long and strong legs, wrapped in boots. How can you look at them.

"Master, master?" The man yelled several times without a wink. He finally called song Xijiao back to his senses, and then continued, "the scholar copied all night last night. Now he doesn't sleep. I asked him to have some breakfast just now. Don't damage his body, but he doesn't listen. He keeps writing. I'm afraid that he will be possessed by the devil and something will happen to him!"

"So diligent?" Song Xijiao is a little surprised. There are still two days before the official sales.

The clerk shook his head and said, "boss, from yesterday afternoon to this morning, there have been 26 people who have come to the bamboo paper mill to send money. So far, there are 26 kinds of books listed in the order, a total of 37 books. Last night, the scholar copied six copies all night. Even if he didn't sleep every day, he couldn't finish it. "

Song Xijiao is a bit surprised. She has already poured in so many orders before she officially starts marketing. It seems that she must find a way to expand the production scale.

When he came to the second floor, he opened the door and saw that the scholar was sitting at the table, holding his sleeve with one hand and writing on the paper quickly with the other hand. They didn't even notice that they came in. It was really a feeling of continuous writing.

Just his head bit by bit, a look is to fall asleep quickly, but is in the strong support.

Song Xijiao coughed. When the scholar turned back, he said, "you don't have to worry. Just take your time. Go get something to eat and go home to bed. "

The scholar shook his head and looked honest: "I have used the fastest speed not to sleep to copy, but I calculated the time, still can't catch up, if sleep again, will not be more complete?"

I'm really responsible. Where can I find such a good employee? Song Xijiao put five knives of money from her waist and put it on the table. She said with a smile, "just try your best to copy. You don't need to worry about the rest. This five dollars is your overtime pay last night. Take it to have breakfast and go home to sleep. Come back when you have a rest. "

The scholar seemed to have reached the limit, so he nodded, picked up the five knives and said to song Xijiao, "thank you very much, Miss Song."

After sending the scholar away, song Xijiao picked up the pages he copied last night and looked at them. The handwriting was neat and neat. It was not so beautiful, but it was also good. It was just right to read it, but it seemed that there was a little less charm in the collection.

If this book is copied by Ling Ziqing, how high will it cost to sell!

Of course, this can only be thought about. Just as Qingfeng said, lingziqing's words are worth thousands of dollars. It's just outrageous to copy books. And the more precious things are, the less they can be, or they will be worthless.

Ling Ziqing can't come. It's good to invite other scholars with good handwriting!

Thinking of this, song Xijiao immediately asked the clerk to pay attention to ask the scholar whether there were any scholars willing to do the job in Jinzhou City, and then she thought that recruiting people was the scholar's competitor. Although he was honest, he would not be stupid enough to recommend talents to win his job, so we can't ask him about this matter.

Who are you asking?

Song Xijiao thinks about it, but there seems to be only one candidate: Hu que.

It's also a trouble to find Hu que, because he loves to walk around the streets, so he won't be honest in the same place. She had no choice but to send a post to the prefecture magistrate's house, saying that she wanted to visit. When Hu que returned to the prefecture magistrate's office, she sent someone to talk to the bamboo paper farm, so she could go ahead.Such a toss, song Xijiao suddenly miss the benefits of mobile phones. Unfortunately, she is a liberal arts student. She doesn't know much about physical chemistry. Otherwise, if she can invent a light bulb and mobile phone, it will change history forever.

With these messy ideas, song Xijiao went into the paper mill and began to inspect the situation of each process. Just after the inspection, the outside man ran in and reported: "the boss, the little young master of Hu Jun Shou's home is coming!"

So fast?

Song Xijiao ran out in a hurry and saw that Hu que was standing in the yard.

In the past, song Xijiao didn't look at him in the eye. Now, he is dressed in a blue and golden robe. His black hair is tied up with a purple gold crown. In his hand, he holds a silver silk Python rimmed folding fan. His eyebrows are thick, his eyes are deep, and his mouth is smiling. He is also indescribable. He is outstanding and handsome.

"Xijiao!" As soon as he saw song Xijiao, he immediately welcomed her.

Song Xijiao said with a smile, "you said you would go to visit the sheriff's house. How did you come here in person?"

"I just have nothing to do. When I think of the peach blossom in your yard, I'll have a look."

"It's really a good time for you to come. The peach blossom on the tree just sprouted the day before yesterday. Let's go upstairs and have a chat while drinking tea."

They went upstairs together and took their seats in the wing room.

The man poured the tea, and he backed down.

Song Xijiao pushed open the window and pointed to the peach branches stretching out of the window. She turned back with a smile: "look, how about it?"

Hu que shook the fan in his hand and said with a long smile, "people are more delicate than flowers."

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