Fang Ziyuan couldn't help turning over the bamboo book in his hand, his eyes shining. I didn't expect that there are such exquisite things in this world. A thin and light stack is worth ten bamboo rolls.
What has he been doing this year?
I don't read books or write words. I feel sad all day long. But I don't think that a woman can invent bamboo paper. She also invented bamboo paper books. She even opened her shop from Jinzhou to Huizhou.
By comparison, he's living like an idle maggot.
Seeing that Fang Ziyuan's eyes were shining, song Xijiao knew that he must be interested in this. He asked with a smile, "now that printing is not completely ready, I want to promote hand copied bamboo paper books in Huizhou City. You can copy the first batch of books and sign your name on it. How about that?"
Fang Ziyuan looked up at her: "don't you have to look at my words first?"
"I've read the Spring Festival couplets on your front door. Didn't you write them?"
Fang Ziyuan nodded. It was really written by him, but it was all written the year before last. Last year, he didn't bother to keep up with the new year. He fell into a coma and fell asleep from the 29th of the twelfth lunar month to the first day of the new year.
He was ashamed to mention these words, and he didn't want to say any more. He just picked up his pen and wanted to write a few words to song Xijiao. But he thought about it and didn't know what to write. When he saw Qiufen coming in with tea, he wrote down Qiufen on the paper.
Fortunately, although some unfamiliar, but in the end did not lose their own housekeeping skills.
Song Xijiao clapped her hands and said, "good word! Choufen, come and have a look. "
Qiu Fen went to the table and took a look at it. He said, "master, I and I can't read. What do you call me to see?"
Song Xijiao laughed, pointing to the two words on the paper, read one by one: "autumn, Fen."
Qiu Fen was stunned, and then her face turned red. She didn't dare to look at Fang Ziyuan. She said in a hurry: "the following is still busy. I'm calling the guests." With that, she turned around in a hurry and ran out.
Song Xijiao laughs and shouts at her back: "Qiufen, you don't stutter when you are worried."
At this moment, Qiu Fen's neck is red.
Fang Ziyuan was also a little embarrassed. He wrote these two words without any other meaning. When song Xijiao said this, he seemed to have intended it.
"I don't like procrastination. If you like, you can start copying now. I don't have many books with me this time. I only have five books. I can only make samples and can't sell them. I want to save a lot of goods before I leave Huizhou. "
"Well, at my speed, before dark, at least three copies can be copied."
Song Xijiao gave all five books to him: "as you copy, think about whether Huizhou City has good handwriting and is short of money. If you succeed in hiring, I will give you an introduction fee of two dollars. In addition, you can also think about whether there are popular poems and stories. When you are free, you can sort them out. If you can use them, you will be rewarded. "
Fang Ziyuan nodded. He knew many scholars in Huizhou City. Most of them were talented, but they were arrogant and unwilling to do business. Therefore, almost all of them were poor. Just like him, he looks clean and has a small reputation in Huizhou City. In fact, the cold tea in the stove at the end of the day is too weak to open the pot.
These people usually do the most work is to write letters and Spring Festival couplets for others, but most families can read and write by themselves. Most of the relatives of the poor are illiterate, and they can't read a letter after they write it, so they can't make much money.
Like this, if you can do the work of dealing with poetry and books, you can still earn a lot of money to maintain your livelihood, which is just a good thing.
For a moment, Fang Ziyuan actually put Yin Mei behind his head and began to copy the book.
"Hu que, what are you going to do in the afternoon?"
Song Xijiao hung a mounted character on the wall, which attracted a crowd to watch. Just as she couldn't get rid of herself, Hu que suddenly appeared, separated the crowd, protected her and took her upstairs.
When Hu que heard song Xijiao begin to call his name, he felt a burst of joy. He shook his fan and said, "in the afternoon, I'm going to visit the Sheriff of Huizhou City."
"That's just right. You brought the two jars of stewed vegetables that I brought with me. Besides, isn't your father very comfortable with bamboo paper? You might as well bring a pile of bamboo paper to the governor of Huizhou City and teach him how to use it. If he can start using bamboo paper, he will surely be able to drive a large group of people to follow suit. "
"Well, it's up to you." Hu que smiles and asks with concern, "what about you, what are you going to do in the afternoon?"
"I want to see Miss Lin at the sheriff's house."
Hu que was stunned and suddenly thought: "ah, that Lin Wan'er?"
Song Xijiao nodded: "it's ok if we don't know each other. But last time we dealt with each other, now we come to Huizhou City, we have to see each other. Moreover, I specially prepared a gift for her. She must like it."
In the afternoon, song Xijiao told the story of the bamboo paper mill, and took Dafeng and gifts to the county Wei's mansion in a small sedan chair.
On the way, song Xijiao warned Dafeng: "Jun Wei's house is different from our bamboo paper farm. There must be a lot of rules. You must be careful when you speak. Don't be timid. Do you know that?"Dafeng nodded nervously and asked, "master, is that Sheriff very big?"
Song Xijiao smiles: "of course, that's the biggest official in Huizhou City. But we are not going to see the sheriff, but his daughter, Miss Lin
At the gate of the prefect's residence, song Xijiao explained her intention to the gatekeeper. The porter was expressionless, but not half rude. She took them to the front hall for a while, and then reported to the backyard.
After a while, two women came out and said, "where are your guests? Please come out soon and tell people to wait in the cold room! "
The porter quickly ran a few steps and invited song Xijiao and Dafeng out.
"Oh, what a water girl! It's strange that our young lady likes it so much. " As soon as the two women saw song Xijiao, they began to talk with a friendly pull on their faces, "I hear you're from Jinzhou? I must be tired for such a long distance. Let's go and talk to our young lady on the couch in the backyard. "
Dafeng followed song Xijiao and saw that the two women were more expensive than song Xijiao in their clothes. They were indeed the largest official house in Huizhou City, and even their servants were dressed in gold and silver.
This is also the first time that song Xijiao came to the Junwei mansion. The yard is too big to see the end. Because of the large population, the mansion can not be expanded. Now there are five entrances and two large cross courtyards. Looking back, we can see that the inverted rooms for the servants in the outer courtyard are all built very exquisite.
"This is Yanyu building. The name is taken by our young lady. The yard is not big. Fortunately, we are the only one who can make do with it." To the door, she did not go in, only toward the door of the small maid way, "I have brought your guest, go to report to the young lady."
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