Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

When Xun Yu heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched in disbelief!It was the first time he heard someone commenting on himself like this.

Sincere gentleman!

Wang Zuozhi is talented!

Loyal and patriotic!

……

Xun Yu has grown up with these words since he was a child, and he works hard every day to learn more to be worthy of the name.

Looking at the thick stack of white papers on the desk, worth tens of pennies, I gave it away without blinking, why am I still stingy.

Huhu~~~

Xun Yu is worthy of being a man with an elegant heart. He took two deep breaths to calm down his agitated heart. He wants to see how much Ning Rong needs.

"I don't know how far you need to go?"

"Hmm~~ Two or three years old accounts, bound into a book, almost... ten times more!" Ning Rong smacked his lips, thinking silently, and said while pointing to the white paper on the desk.

ten times?

Almost there!

That's hundreds of coins!Enough for an ordinary family to chew their heads for a lifetime.

"No!" Xun Yu picked up a blank piece of paper, and gave Ning Rong a cherished look, as if he had been robbed of his wife.

"...Rong..." Ning Rong sat up straight suddenly, and was pulled back by Guo Jia with a 'plop'.

The two of them didn't have a straight line at all, they leaned against the bed by the sideline, you had a drink, and my mouth was full of alcohol.

"Zhiyuan, what do you need so much paper for? This piece of white paper is worth hundreds of Wen. You can do the math yourself and say that Wen Ruo is stingy. To tell you the truth, not even Jia can get so much in his hands. You, Ning Zhiyuan, have more face than Jiada..."

hiccup

Guo Jia hiccupped and poked open the layer of window paper as if nothing had happened. He could see that Ning Rong didn't know the value of this white paper at all. Looking at his casual appearance, it was like chopping in the woods. Like wood, as many as you want.And Wen Ruo obviously didn't understand what he meant, he had to break through this layer, so as not to let the two of them have a rift.

"So expensive?" When Ning Rong heard this, she lost her composure instantly.

"What do you think?" Guo Jia shrugged again, and gave him a casual look.

Ning Rong didn't bother to warn Guo Jia not to imitate himself, and walked three steps in two, and came to Xun Yu, reached out and took the white paper, and asked Xun Yu in disbelief: "Wen Ruo, is this piece of paper?" The paper is worth a hundred cash?"

Xun Wenruo smiled wryly in his heart, co-authoring this person is a non-human being, completely ignorant of the basic common sense of life.

"That's right! This white paper isn't considered a good product, and there are papers worth hundreds of wen each!" Xun Wenruo wore his beard. Paper is naturally more expensive!"

Ning Rong asked suspiciously: "Really? But although the paper used by Rong is rough, there are a lot of them. Isn't that very valuable?"

Shaking his head, Ning Rong himself thought it was impossible. When he first came here, he was very uncomfortable every time he went to the toilet. San Pang also specially brought him bamboo chips. At that time, he was still wondering, what is this thing for? ?San Pang said with a happy face, this is a fresh chip, and it is very comfortable to shave the buttocks.

Ning Rong was dumbfounded at that time, just this thing instead of toilet paper?That didn't scratch the butt, I only found out after asking San Pang, that's all?It's still used by big families!He himself uses stones, leaves and the like.

Ning Rong held the precious bamboo piece and weighed it for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to strike at his chrysanthemum.In the end, I was quick to use my wits to tear off the front hem of the underwear and quickly solve the embarrassing situation.

Since then, he never used a cloth head again. He asked San Fatty to buy a lot of paper for backup. This is how he came over these years, and he didn't ask how much it was. Anyway, there are still some broken things in this body. He packed it up and bought it, and handed over the money to Mrs. Li He. From then on, he lived in San Pang's house.

"Zhiyuan, don't worry, I haven't finished my words yet. Apart from these precious white papers, there are naturally some rough papers. Although they don't look much different, they are all waste products picked out from the manufacture of these papers. It will melt, and if it cannot be written, it is worthless."

oh~~

So it turned out that the paper I used to wipe my butt turned out to be substandard products?

Ning Rong was very dissatisfied with his deduction, but he became happy again in a blink of an eye: "So, it is not easy to make this paper?"

"Of course!" Guo Jia and Xun Yu both nodded, not knowing why he was so happy.

Ning Rong rubbed his nose and fell into deep thought, and the bursts of piercing smiles made people shudder.

No wonder!

Seniors never have to worry about money!As a place from the big bang of life, coming to this clear and clean era, if you don’t destroy the environment and move some epoch-making items, how can you be worthy of yourself.

Not bad!

Just do it!

Hmm~~ Let yourself think about it, how to make this paper?

Ning Rong's light and light steps slowly became heavier, and the smile on his face was gradually replaced by irritability.

oh~~

The dream of getting rich is shattered!

Looking up at the warm eyes, the pure white clouds playfully changed their postures, but Ning Rong had a melancholy expression on his face.

Those seniors must be graduate students if they are not scientists, otherwise they can make everything!I have pity on myself as an undergraduate student with nothing.

Glass?Won't!

Soap?Won't!

Airplane cannon?Ning Rong rolled his eyes and asked the sky helplessly.

"I didn't expect that it would look the same thousands of years ago and thousands of years later. You need a degree to find a job. If you knew this, you should study hard, right?"

Chapter 19 The Rich Man Cao Hong

Back then when I was young and ignorant, I had a good time with Duke Zhou. Looking back now, I miss Ning Rong even more. At least I don’t have to worry about a few pieces of paper like I am now!

Ugh!

Ning Rong looked up at the beautiful spring outside, and felt quite a pity.

Guo Jia and Xun Yu looked at Ning Rong, who was smiling and sad for a while, and shook their heads in doubt, not understanding why he was so dazed.

"Ahem! Zhiyuan doesn't have to worry too much, many great Confucian classics are still engraved on bamboo slips, and those accounts only need to be clear!" Xun Yu said kindly.

Ning Rong shook his head, but he didn't say anything, what do you know, if the accounts are to be clear and fast, you have to use paper and a hard pen, if it is still the same as before, it will give you a headache just looking at it.

Guo Jia's bright eyes flashed a strange light, "If Zhiyuan needs paper, there is no way!"

"Oh? Feng Xiao, you know how to make paper?" Ning Rong asked immediately with a happy face.

"No!" Guo Jia shook the wine in the wine gourd, and said regretfully: "It's a pity that the wine is not very fragrant. If Zhiyuan can let Jia drink good wine, then of course it will not be a problem!"