The whole family is so poor, I rely on the food system to make a fortune every day

"Okay, what you said is also reasonable, this time it can't be spent in vain, you two can return it, and next time you can buy less for a few boys."

what?

Yang Liuhua and Li Xiuzhi were stunned, ahh, and immediately responded, but they refused to let go of the hands holding the pen, ink, paper and inkstone for a long time, the two hesitated, and Grandma Song sighed helplessly.

"It seems that the two of you are quite willing to stay and study and practice calligraphy. If you like to learn, you can stay. In the future, your business will have to expand to make money. How can you do without reading and writing? If you are deceived, you will lose your pants. There will be no leftovers, we are all one family, don’t fix these nonsense, and don’t care what outsiders say, our family’s life is better than everything, whoever will fix it for me in the future, I will practice calligraphy a little more than others A piece of paper!"

The more she spoke, the more severe she became. Grandma Song was really a little annoyed.

Having been with these two daughters-in-law for so long, when did she become an unreasonable person, and she still wanted to try this way?

Yang Liuhua and Li Xiuzhi hurriedly apologized, coaxing Grandma Song to laugh, and then they happily went back to the house with their things in their arms and put them away.

Grandma Song took Fu Bao to sit down, smiling, "Fu Bao, where did you get the money?"

Damn, forget about it.

Every time the shopkeeper Liu sells recipes, he gives them directly to Grandma. There really shouldn’t be so much money on her.

"Grandma, I just saved some private money, it's okay, I didn't spend it randomly, this is a new business deal with the bookstore owner, and he paid the deposit, grandma, you have the heart to blame your darling Huh? I'm still not your little one!"

Fu Bao acted like a baby, but Grandma Song didn't do it.

Sure enough, Grandma Song's expression quickly eased. She knocked Song Fubao on the head, got up and went to her room to take out a ten tael ingot of silver.

"Grandma doesn't mean to blame you, of course you are still our sweetheart! Grandma means that this kind of money should be paid by the grandpa, so why should you pay it alone, even though the grandpa's money is also yours, That's all, I'll give you money for your private house, buy more rouge and gouache for yourself, look how can there be a girl like you in this world who only thinks about making money every day."

I didn't even remember to buy one for myself.

If it weren't for her granddaughter's soft and cute appearance, Grandma Song would have wondered if it was a girl doll.

Of course Song Fubao accepted the money, and Sangong talked about the business. She explained the cooperation model and the current progress, and then mentioned that she needed someone to write it down for her.

She can make up, but really can't write, at least it's really not good to write such small characters with a brush.

As soon as the words were finished, there was a knock on the courtyard door, Grandma Song called out to come in, and his wife, Li Annian, walked in from the outside, and bowed to the two before they arrived.

The two hurriedly returned the salute, stepped forward to greet them, and met in the yard. Li Annian bowed again very embarrassed.

"Ms. Song, Fu Bao, I didn't mean to eavesdrop on what you said just now, but just when I was about to knock on the door and come in, I heard you said that you wanted to find someone to record and write things. I think I can do this job. I don't know Fu Bao Can you trust me?"

As soon as he said it, Song Fubao understood that he was short of money and wanted to make money!

Such a talented person only came out of a hundred miles away, and such a talented person gave him a record, what would she not want to do, and she was close and had a sense of trust, but it was a shame.

She thought for a while, and then replied, "Master's words are serious, students are naturally willing, but they are afraid of wronging Master, this transcription can be paid daily, every thousand words, one hundred cents, just right, then this is used to transcribe Your pen, ink, paper and inkstone, master, take it well."

Originally, he wanted to pay thirty to fifty cents per thousand characters, but then he thought about it, this ancient Chinese is not a vernacular, and maybe two or three stories can be written in a thousand characters.

Even if the time comes to ask for more vernacular and slobber, according to Li Xiucai's education level, the number of words will have to be shortened, so she simply increased the price.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I gave him some fine paper and the Four Treasures of the Study I bought.

Li Annian couldn't find any reason to refuse, even though he was as smart as he knew that Song Fubao was deliberately giving him benefits.

"Of course, I know that this price is wronged and responsible, but this is only the price of the first book, and the price will be increased later. By the way, if you can draw pictures, I say you draw, draw a book with 32 pages, three hundred Wen Yi, do you want to pick it up?"

"Accept!" Li Annian didn't hesitate, he could earn some money just by running around in place. He had nothing he didn't want to, because he was short of money.

It's just that the salary seems to be a bit high.

Without waiting for him to say anything, Song Fubao immediately made a decision, "Okay, after class in the afternoon, you can come back after dinner. Then I will say that you can sum it up for me and write it down. Master, do you want to have dinner together?"

Fearing that Li Annian would refuse the hidden help, Song Fubao simply issued an order to evict the guest.

Sure enough, Li Annian was hesitant to say anything, so he thanked him solemnly and left.