Empress, your husband is invincible

Ye Cheng and Li Baijing's smiles suddenly froze.

Zhuang Shuanglin stared at Zhuang Yan's back like a knife.

Seeing the three of them, Zhuang Yan didn't know whether he got carried away or what, but he completely forgot about Zhuang Shuanglin.

"That's right, brother, I'm here, is there anything good?"

Just when he was about to show off a few more words, Zhuang Yan inadvertently looked at Fatty Mo's eyes looking behind him, and his face froze immediately.

After finishing Duzi, I forgot that my own sister followed me!
Fatty Mo looked at Zhuang Shuanglin leeryly, then licked his lips suddenly, and praised:
"Brother Bai, who is that little lady like you? You are so handsome, tsk tsk..."

Zhuang Yan's heart moved, his color changed suddenly, he slapped him hard on the face with a "slap", and cursed:
"Well, you fat man! Thanks to me, I treat you like a brother!
It's fine for you to take me to read pornographic books on weekdays, but today you dare to think about my elder sister?
From today onwards, I am indebted to someone to cut off justice with the three of you!roll! "

Guessing he was puzzled, Zhuang Yan kicked Fatty Mo's chest:

"Get the hell out of me!"

Being stunned by Zhuang Yan's slap and kick, Fatty Mo rolled on the ground several times, but he couldn't recover.

Zhuang Yan stole a glance at Zhuang Shuanglin, only to see that Zhuang Shuanglin's face was slightly cold, staring at him with a serious smile.

Gritting his teeth, Zhuang Yan simply pointed at the two Confucian scholars beside Fatty Mo:

"You two, quickly take him away!"

Probably because he was afraid that Zhuang Shuanglin would do something in the street, Zhuang Yan pushed the rest of the Confucian scholars away, stepped into the Shushitang, and shouted loudly:
"Where's shopkeeper Chen? Can't you see the young master coming? Come out and recognize these three gentle scums!

See these three things next time, just drive them away! "

Hearing his shout, a thin, middle-aged man wrapped in a Confucian gown, more like a scholar than a businessman, opened the curtain from the back hall and walked out quickly.

After seeing Zhuang Yan clearly, he bowed to him immediately:
"Little... Young Master Bai..."

Zhuang Yan interrupted him directly, and said in a low voice:
"My elder sister is following behind. If you get angry later, you can help stop me."

"Missy is here too?"

Shopkeeper Chen's eyes changed, and his waist straightened unconsciously.

Zhuang Yan motioned him to look outside.

Zhuang Shuanglin explained in a low voice to Ye Cheng and Li Baijing:
"This Hall of Books was opened by my grandfather when Zhuang Yan was born.

It has always been managed by my housekeeper, and even our siblings use aliases when we come here.Therefore, outsiders don't know that this Shushitang belongs to our banker.Absolutely safe and reliable. "

Ye Cheng nodded, and Li Baijing followed her into the Book World Hall.

And at the moment when he stepped into the Shushitang, he caught a glimpse of someone inadvertently, and Ye Cheng couldn't help but stop.

As far as he could see, there was a young Confucian scholar dressed more shabby than the rest of the Confucian scholars.

He wore two hemp shoes with big holes in the toes, and he was wrapped in a patched sackcloth that was out of season.

But among the crowd, he didn't look sideways, he only looked up at the articles and poems on the board wall.

Inadvertently remembering that even Zhuang Yan's commotion just now failed to make this person look at him like others, Ye Cheng couldn't help but feel moved.

This scholar seems to be a potential stock...

Li Baijing noticed that Ye Cheng was strange, turned around and gave him a hand, and followed his line of sight curiously:
"Brother Ye?"

"It's okay, let's go, let Mr. Chen take us to the book printing workshop first."

Ye Cheng shook his head and smiled, followed Li Baijing into the Book World Hall.

Shushitang occupies a large courtyard, with a shop in the front and a workshop in the back.

Opening the curtain and entering the backyard where the workshop is located, the first thing you see is a few shirtless Lifu who are struggling to move stacks of rough paper.

Zhuang Shuanglin didn't show any strange expression about this.Shopkeeper Chen, on the other hand, hurriedly asked those people to get dressed quickly.

Zhuang Shuanglin personally led Ye Cheng to a mud pond, picked up a clay tablet full of words, and motioned to him:
"Mr. Ye, look, this is the template we use to make books now."

Ye Cheng just glanced at it, then couldn't help shaking his head.

What Zhuang Shuanglin picked up was a clay board, but beside the clay board, there were still several cracked wooden boards.

And these wooden boards not only look rough and unbearable, there are even some extremely obvious typos on some of them.

Mistakenly thinking that Ye Cheng was just dissatisfied with the typo, shopkeeper Chen was signaled by Zhuang Shuanglin, and stepped forward to explain:

"This gentleman doesn't know that the templates used now are extremely difficult to make.

A few typos, as long as it doesn't affect too much, we can make do with it.

It is not impossible to destroy the entire template because of one or two typos, but doing so will obviously increase the workload. "

While listening to his explanation, Ye Cheng picked up the woodcut template on the side, with a look of absent-mindedness that he couldn't hide.

Zhuang Yan tactfully tugged at the corner of his clothes, and reminded:
"You old pedant, what are you doing nagging? Get straight to the point!"

Shopkeeper Chen smiled wryly, took the clay tablet handed over by Zhuang Shuanglin, and after thinking about it, carefully explained word by word:
"Take this clay tablet as an example. The young ones need to first copy the words on the page onto the rice paper one by one, and then let the sculptor engrave those words one by one on the dried clay tablet.

As for the wooden planks in Mr.'s hands, more workmanship and procedures are required.Choose the right wood, and then cut it by the carpenter, carve...

Moreover, the most important thing is that the small ones are easy to talk about here, but those sculptors don't know the slightest bit of writing.

A few short sentences, simple words are fine, but more complex words and sentences are in their hands, it is inevitable that there will be mistakes..."

Ye Cheng listened to him with a calm expression and nodded, but suddenly exerted force on his hand and broke the wooden plank in his hand!

Seeing this, shopkeeper Chen was instantly dumbfounded.

As for the other Lifu who heard the movement and realized what had happened, their faces were full of anger and dare not speak out.

Ye Cheng ignored them, just lowered his head and concentrated on breaking the wooden board in his hand.

Shopkeeper Chen was anxious and distressed, and hurried to Zhuang Shuanglin's side:
"Miss, this..."

Zhuang Shuanglin interrupted him directly with a wave of his hand, and said in a low voice:

"Keep quiet and watch Mr. Ye's movements carefully."

It didn't take long for Ye Cheng to break the wooden board in his hand until it was only the size of a "character".

Turning his head and sweeping around, Ye Cheng waved at Shopkeeper Chen:
"Destroy all those big clay and wooden boards..."