Chapter 213

Hao Lang Zhong glanced over and was immediately amazed by the exquisite craftsmanship of the model. Originally, he wanted to continue to teach song Xijiao a few words with a straight face. However, he could not help but put down his pen and picked up the model to play with.

His apprentices also give him gifts on New Year's festivals. They only give him tea cakes or cloth. It's the first time that they have received such a special gift. They can't help but smile and say, "you've come just in time. This is a book about seven meridians and eight veins that I wrote a few days ago. Take it back and have a good look. After binding, bring it back to me 。”

"Yes, thank you, master!"

After visiting Hao Lang Zhong, song Xijiao comes outside and takes out two brand-new clothes and gowns from the bag and gives them to lichen.

Moss got the clothes and was very happy indeed.

There were not a few sets of his robes, so it was urgent to change them. In addition, it is also the age of long stature. The former clothes have long sleeves, short pants and short legs, which makes it inconvenient to wear them. These two new clothes are really a timely help!

Hao Lang Zhong gives song Xijiao a set of medical books which are not handed down to the public. After thinking about it, she tells song Xijiao the secret recipe of the golden sore powder and gives her two bottles.

"Thank you, elder martial brother. Zhong Chun goes hunting in the mountain every day. This is a good medicine for gold creation."

After exchanging gifts, they sat in front of the eaves and chatted while watching the rain.

However, song Xijiao always seems absent-minded, because she has been wondering whether she should tell the news of Youji's death to Qingmao. According to the law, moss is also a person who has dealt with Youji, so she should know about it. But because of you Ji's identity, song Xijiao is afraid to tell him, on the contrary, she hurt him.

In the end, she didn't say anything. She just hid Youji's ashes in the back room of the bamboo house for the time being. Seeing that it was getting late and the rain had stopped, he put up his umbrella and left.

On the way back, she thought as she walked. She didn't need to worry about the work of the bamboo paper factory for the time being. It was also time to start studying printing.

But really want to expand, and feel unable to start.

As she walked, she bent down and picked up a branch. At this time, printing is not as convenient as a printer, but it is much faster than manual copying. However, the preliminary work is very large and complex.

For example, what kind of wood should be used to carve the word? This question alone is enough to keep her busy for a long time. Fortunately, she doesn't understand, but there are people who understand. It's better to ask song Yongxu directly.

We have solved the problem of logging as well as the types of wood.

because it is as like as two peas, which are cut into a single piece of wood with a long thickness and the same thickness, and no tolerance and a carelessness are allowed.

If you choose the wood, you can cut it down and write.

It's not easy to write.

First of all, there are so many commonly used words that we have to find a convenient rule to sort out.

Secondly, because of printing, the word must be engraved in reverse. Therefore, she also needs to find a master of calligraphy, not only good at orthographic writing, but also have some attainments in reverse writing.

The problem of engraving directly affects the quality of engraving!

She certainly can't do it by herself, but she has no idea who to do it.

At the thought of this basket of problems to be solved, song Xijiao felt that her head was big. However, no matter how many and how difficult the problems are, as long as they are solved one by one, there will always be a successful day!

Therefore, although her mind was in a mess, her heart was clearly full of hope.

The invention of movable type printing, not only can she earn a little money, but also can play a great role in the cultural development of this era. When the cost of books is low, the selling price will be low, and more and more people can afford to buy books, and more and more people can read. This is a good thing to benefit the people for thousands of years.

The thought of this made her more energetic.

When I got home, chestnuts had come back and were sitting in the yard playing with earthworms. Song Xijiao took a look, and suddenly got goose bumps all over her body and hurried into the kitchen.

On the way, she picked many different kinds of mushrooms, washed them in a wooden basin, and took out half of the chicken to stew mushroom soup. Just stew on the pot, the fragrance of the house.

Zhong Chun came in and leaned against the doorframe and joked, "you are a craftsman. Even if you become a imperial chef, you will not fail."

Song Xijiao was interested in asking, "is there a woman in the palace who does the imperial kitchen?"

"Of course, there is a chef named yuan in the palace. She is a woman. She is called shangshiyuanniang. Her craftsmanship is no less than that of you. There are 167 dishes on the food list without so much variety as you."

"So much! Can't she open seven or eight restaurants for all the dishes she can cook alone? "

Zhong Chun said with a smile: "how can folk cooks be compared with imperial cooks. What's more, even if those cooks are highly skilled and have many valuable meat dishes, they can't touch them if they want to. There are 72 kinds of preserved fruit alone, let alone others

Seventy two kinds of fruit belly!Song Xijiao suddenly straightened up, and many pictures of preserved fruit flashed in front of her eyes. Speaking of it, since she came here, she has never eaten preserved fruit!

Thinking of this, she could not help but ask: "is there preserved fruit in Jinzhou City?"

Hearing her question, song's mother replied in the courtyard: "Jinzhou City is close to the mountains and rivers. Winter and summer are distinct. The fruits are sweet and cheap. There are few preserved fruits and they are expensive to sell. Ordinary people can't even see them if they don't eat them!"

So she pouted and said, "it's just preserved fruit. I can't make it myself if I can't buy it!"

"Mother, chestnuts also want preserved fruit!" Chestnut is playing happily, heard them talk about preserved fruit, immediately holding the earthworm ran over, said excitedly.

As soon as song Xijiao saw the earthworm in his hand that twisted around his fingers, the spatula fell off and screamed. He immediately hid behind Zhong Chun: "chestnut, you should take away the earthworm. It's disgusting!"

Chestnut stupidly looked at the earthworm in the hand, puzzled way: "where disgusting, mother, earthworm is soft and red, very funny."

"Stop it! Stop it!" Song Xijiao covers her ears and goes back to Zhongchun.

Zhongchun laughingly pressed the back of the Chestnut: "go to play in the yard." Then she caught song Xijiao in front of her and scraped the tip of her nose, "are earthworms afraid? Not even a child. "

"I'm afraid. Don't you have anything to be afraid of?" Song Xijiao asked unconvinced.

Zhong Chun thought for a while, then shook his head and said definitely, "No

"How could that be possible? Everyone has something to fear

Zhong Chun thought about it again, and then said, "if you insist on saying it, I have the same fear now."

"What, what?" Song Xijiao immediately asked with interest.

Zhong Chun smiles, bends down to attach to her ear, with only two people can hear the voice said: "I am afraid, lose you."

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