Make a fortune by farming: The sweetheart of the first assistant family

The shopkeeper was wearing a green cloth gown often worn by scholars, and his attitude towards Huo Yunchao was quite gentle and friendly. He took the pig-hair pen and looked at it again and again, and then picked up a rough ink stick to examine it.

After getting Huo Yunchao's consent, the shopkeeper personally grinded the ink. The ink produced by grinding the crude-looking ink blocks was as good as the medium-priced ink blocks sold in the store!

What surprises the shopkeeper even more is that the pig bristle pen does not have a hard refill. It only uses carefully selected pig bristles of the same thickness to support the shape of the pen. There is no wrapping paper, which frees up the pen core column and greatly increases the ink storage capacity, which can reach The effect of combining hardness and softness and moving freely.

When choosing the pen tube, Huo Yunchao chose a bamboo tube that was easy to obtain and carefully selected. He asked many people to test the feel of the pen tube, based on the criteria of ease of handling and ease of handling.

Huo Yunchao made a pig-bristle pen without a refill and found that the quality of the brush hair was very high, requiring the maker to put in a lot of hard work and make thousands of choices. Any slightest oversight would affect the quality of the brush.

Huo Yunchao came prepared, preparing two kinds of pig-bristle pens with and without refills. He introduced: "Shopkeeper, I also make pig-bristle pens with replaceable pen heads. The ink capacity of this kind of brush is not as good as the one without refills." There are so many, I think it’s more suitable for novices to practice calligraphy.”

The shopkeeper readily purchased Huo Yunchao's pig-bristle pens without refills at 10% higher than the market price for 60 cents each, and the pig-bristle pens with refills for 30 cents each, and the crude ink sticks were purchased at the same price. Slightly lower than the market price of 130 cents.

Huo Yunchao brought five pig-bristle pens without refills, ten pig-bristle pens with refills, and five ink cubes, earning 1,250 yuan!

Huo Yunchao

I had money in my pocket, so I didn't panic. I bought two fathoms of paper from the shopkeeper in one go, spending two hundred pennies, and bought a brush pen for fifty pennies. When I came out of the bookstore, I had only one thousand pennies left.

Xu Ning had only heard that studying was not easy, but this time he saw with his own eyes how expensive it was to study. He listened to the shopkeeper enthusiastically introduce the best-selling books, and when he heard the price, the handwritten copy cost half a tael!

After calculating this, the study budget of six taels a year is simply not enough.

The more Xu Ning thought about the cost of studying, the more pressure she felt. She couldn't help but wonder whether the father and daughter could afford Huo Yunchao's education.

Huo Yunchao carefully looked through the contents of the manuscript. He had bought this book before. He asked the shopkeeper: "Shopkeeper, do you still accept the manuscript?"

He didn't want to miss any opportunity to make money. He said he would earn money for studying by himself, and he would find ways to achieve his goal.

Anyway, Huo Yunchao wanted to practice calligraphy and review to consolidate his knowledge. Making money from handwritten books was a way to kill two birds with one stone. Every penny he could earn was worth a penny.

Before the shopkeeper could politely refuse, a strong and stylish figure blocked the light at the door of the shop, "Shopkeeper, I have copied three books."

Huo Yun turned back towards Xun Sheng, and the moment his eyes met his, he immediately smelled the scent of the same kind and raised a big smile at him.

Xu Ning was a little surprised and couldn't help but look at the scholar who came in, trying to find out what attracted Huo Yunchao to him.

After spending so many days with Huo Yunchao, she had already discovered that Huo Yunchao was a standard two-faced person. He looked like a warm and cheerful sunny boy to her, but he had another face to others.

Zheng Shaoxuan noticed Huo Yunchao's presence as soon as he entered the door.

Human eyes are very sensitive, and due to some special experiences, he is extremely sensitive to the sight of people of the same sex.

When he suddenly met Huo Yunchao's eyes, he subconsciously wanted to look away, but found that Huo Yunchao smiled at him so gently and harmlessly, and his smile was so contagious that he unconsciously smiled back.

Huo Yunchao took the initiative to come over, pointed to the manuscript in Zheng Shaoxuan's hand, and asked for his permission: "Brother, can I see your manuscript?"

Zheng Shaoxuan later remembered that Huo Yunchao had just taken the initiative to ask the shopkeeper about the manuscript. Could he also want to earn this money?

Thinking so, Zheng Shaoxuan did not refuse Huo Yunchao's request and nodded in agreement.

Huo Yunchao happily thanked Zheng Shaoxuan, and while watching, he typed out a series of rainbow farts, boasting as if he was reciting his lines: What a pen, powerful and powerful, with excellent character.

Zheng Shaoxuan watched Huo Yunchao's talk in silence, and received a vague sight. His attention was quickly attracted by Xu Ning beside Huo Yunchao.

Xu Ning is so beautiful that her eyes, mouth, nose and ears are so beautiful that no one with eyes can escape the attack of her beauty.

Xu Ning's eyes fell on the embroidery on Zheng Shaoxuan's collar. The embroidery skills were exactly the same as hers. From this detail, it could be guessed that the scholar had a family.

The shopkeeper originally thought that he would politely refuse Huo Yunchao's manuscript contribution, but Huo Yunchao solved the problem by himself and greeted warmly: "Zheng Shulang, two regular customers asked for your manuscript the day before yesterday. If you don't send it today, I will You also need to ask the guy to run to your house."

Zheng Shaoxuan explained to the shopkeeper: "The family

The middle-aged rice has been attacked by insects and has been hard to rest in recent days. "

The shopkeeper turned around and brought the tightly wrapped bundle, handed it to Zheng Shaoxuan and said, "Zheng Shulang, this is the book that Young Master Zhou asked you to copy. The original book and the three manuscripts must be sent to the shop in three days."

Zheng Shaoxuan frowned and clenched his hands into fists. He heard the shopkeeper say: "Zheng Shulang, Master Zhou has spread the word. If Zheng Shulang refuses to comply, your Majesty will no longer be able to treat patients on credit in the hospital."

Zheng Shaoxuan looked depressed. He clenched and unclenched his fists, unclenched and clenched them three times. Finally, due to the pressure of survival, he had to lower his noble head: "Okay."

His family was poor, his father died early and his mother was seriously ill. He relied on manuscripts and read and wrote letters to others. The money he earned was only enough to pay for his mother's medical expenses. To solve the problem of food and clothing, he had to work in the fields himself.

And his already poor and difficult life became even more difficult because of the eldest son of Zhou Landlord's family.

Ever since Zheng Shaoxuan met Mr. Zhou by chance, he has had bad luck one after another. He failed in the imperial examination and failed in many tests. Coupled with his mother's worsening condition, he was forced to give up the imperial examination.

With Zheng Shaoxuan's intelligence, he could have found a accounting job with a stable income in the town, but he was obstructed by the eldest son of the Zhou family, forcing him to leave the town and return to his hometown to farm.

Huo Yunchao observed that when the shopkeeper mentioned Young Master Zhou, Zheng Shaoxuan could not suppress his hatred, showing resentment that was completely opposite to his gentle appearance.

Zheng Shao

Paper leaves.

Watching Zheng Shaoxuan walk away, Huo Yunchao asked the shopkeeper in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, the young master Zhou who asked Zheng Shulang to copy the book belongs to the landowner Zhou who started his business in wine making?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "Yes."

When Huo Yunchao's guess was confirmed, his expression suddenly changed. Before he could speak, he was grabbed by Xu Ning: "I've bought everything I need to buy. It's time for us to leave."