technical type

Ji Mo went to bed early and didn't see the finishing work of the paper figurine. In the morning, he heard Uncle Li say that the paper figurine was taken away, and he was a little depressed: "Master, did you keep it on purpose? You didn't let me take it away." See how those eyes are drawn."

He has a straight temper, and he just said what he wanted. He heard that Uncle Li wanted to hit him very much, and he would hit him if he wanted to. The firewood is gone.

In ancient times, there were more trees than people, and the villagers didn’t have any intention of planting trees. I’m afraid that the farmland is not enough. The big trees near the village on the Nanshan Mountain were cut down to build houses. I am bald, and I have to go a little further to collect firewood.

Ji Mo loves to be lazy, how tiring it is to climb a mountain, it is still a mountain with a small slope, and there is no good scenery, and you have to walk down, back and forth, which is more convenient and energy-saving than walking on a flat road. Turn around and turn to Xiao Linzi.

The distance between them and the neighboring village is not too far. After walking through the small forest, you can see the neighboring village. The forest here is like a barrier, separating the two villages, and the water and soil here are not good. Well, the trees grow sparsely, and the thickest ones are about the thickness of a child's arm. If they are not too tall and straight, they are probably the most suitable for chopping firewood.

Adults don't come here, children can't get this tree, and no one comes here to collect firewood, that is, Ji Mo, who would rather spend time looking for it than take two extra steps up the mountain.

In fact, I didn’t walk less. At the beginning, when I opened the fallen leaves, I could see some dead branches and the like. Maybe they weren’t too dry, so I just took them back to dry. Speaking of which, in the village, Uncle Li’s house is considered a village head. The first ray of sunshine every day definitely starts from Uncle Li’s house and goes to the rear. It feels as if the sunshine time will be longer.

Spread these wet firewood in a corner of the yard, wait for the sun to shine several times, then gather it up a little and put it in a corner, and then it can be used as firewood.

This is also because there is ready-made dry firewood at home, otherwise with Ji Mo doing this, I am afraid that he would not be able to start a fire for dinner that day.

Ji Mo had almost picked up the forest near the side of Kaoshan Village, so he had to take two extra steps to search for dry firewood farther away.

Holding a firewood stick in his hand, he keeps turning over leaves, soil and the like on the ground. When he encounters a long branch, he pulls it aside. When he walks, he gathers all the pulled out together and binds them with straw ropes. You can pick up the bundle and take it away.

Generally speaking, children of his age are able to carry firewood home, but Ji Mo usually drags along, like pulling a long tail all the way, always leaving traces, fortunately After the woods, the ground is much firmer, and it is not so easy to be dragged up. At most, you can bring some dry soil back.

Uncle Li's daily activities were few. When he saw Ji Mo coming back dragging the firewood, he gave him a sideways glance.

Apart from being positive about making paper figures, this kid is too lazy to act like a pig at other times.

After Ji Mo scattered the firewood, he washed his hands and went to the kitchen. When he saw the steamed bread and a few small pickles in the bowl, he happily grabbed them and ate them.

"Master, Master, have you eaten? Do you want to have another bite?"

"Okay."

Uncle Li responded casually, and froze when he saw that Ji Mo was about to put the cornbread in his mouth, "Ah, you haven't eaten yet!"

His appetite is already very large now, and it is not enough to be filled by one cornbread at all. He wanted to share a mouthful, so he broke the cornbread in half and handed the big half to Uncle Li, "Master, hurry up!" Eat, don't starve yourself."

"What about you?" Uncle Li took the cornbread and put it in his mouth. He asked without sincerity, not the kind of person who deliberately teased children and returned the cornbread.

Ji Mo took his half and stuffed it into his mouth, muttering, "Master will only have mine when he is full!"

The status of the family is such that there is not much to say.

In the past few years, Uncle Li's food and lodging belonged to him. Apart from collecting firewood and doing some housework within his capacity, he, a disciple, has never touched other things. This is really a blessing.

Nowadays, how many people in the village are jealous of Ji Mo's position as a disciple. Not long ago, the Huang family said that they would send their own child here. Ji Mo had seen that child before. He was the son of the village chief's brother's son, an eight-year-old kid. , Just looking at his figure, he can fight very well.

Feeling deeply in danger, Ji Mo felt that if Uncle Li really took in another disciple, he might start a male version of the house fight here. He didn't see that Uncle Li still had a hand in him. If the new disciple would fight for favor, He took away Uncle Li's unique skills, what should he do here?

In order to complete the task and be able to go home, Ji Mo quietly upgraded his ability to be cute.

Uncle Li ate half of the cornbread to his heart's content. The so-called small things depend on character. If the apprentice accepts a white-eyed wolf, he will be the unlucky one. It's good to be as honest as Ji Mo.

As for Ji Mo's little obedient thinking, as a beneficiary, he doesn't care at all, it is enough to teach one, and he wants to let him raise a few more!

It was also because Uncle Li had confiscated his disciples before, or he didn't suffer much in learning this craft, so he was very lenient towards Ji Mo. Otherwise, if he didn't give you footwashing water for three years, who would teach you something real.

In this, thanks to the technique of paper-making, most people feel that it is bad luck. If it is not good, it is the fate of widowhood and loneliness. Even Uncle Li is quite superstitious about it, so this not-so-popular skill requires various requirements. It will be looser.

It's like those big sects that don't worry about disciples never give good benefits to attract people, but those small sects that are hard to find disciples will desperately give benefits, hoping to keep people.

Uncle Li has already accepted Ji Mo as a disciple, and thinking of letting him die in retirement, the treatment is naturally different from that of ordinary disciples.

In a good mood, Uncle Li ate meat for Ji Mo again at noon, and took Ji Mo to the town in the afternoon, doing nothing but wandering around. Ji Mo used to want to inspect the market or something, so he loved it. Do some research, spend time to see how the paper-making business is, in fact, find a place that is not so conspicuous, stare at the door of someone's house, see how many people come in and out, how many people buy things, and so on.

Ji Mo didn't dare to keep the seen data on paper, and his economic conditions didn't have the equipment of paper and pen, so he kept everything in his mind and saw it in the eyes of people who didn't know it, like Uncle Li. It's just that Ji Mo likes to be lively, and he can watch people coming and going for a long time.

The nice thing about him is that he doesn't ask for things indiscriminately after looking at them, so as to avoid the embarrassment that adults can't afford them, so he is willing to bring Ji Mo over to have a look.

In fact, he is also a lively person, but he can't speak a few words with people in the village, but He Laozhi in the town is about the same age as Uncle Li, and he can talk a few more words.

He Laozhi's business here is also mediocre. He sells banknotes, calligraphy and paintings, but he doesn't have any literati temperament. He Laozhi's face seems to have the words "wretched and trivial" written on his face, and there are not many scholars and students who come to patronize him. Yes, in the town, this kind of people are considered scarce resources. People go to high places. Those who read and write these days are not poor people. After learning, there are more ways to get money and a wider network of contacts. I will also go to better places, such as county towns or something.

Therefore, the most talented and learned person in the town is the local rich man.

Arty or something, I am still very good at it, and then there are books with only pictures, few words, or no words at all.

Cough, don’t get me wrong, of course there are fire-avoidance maps and the like, but more of them are similar to comic books, that is, the quality of the painters is slightly better than Ji Mo’s, if you want higher requirements, that’s I can't.

These days, the price of painted things is high, because it is difficult to engrave, and it will take a long time to carve out, so there are few innovations.

If you want people to paint, the cost will inevitably increase. The buyers, the buyers in this town, don't have so much money to buy this - the local rich are not being taken advantage of!

"These days, business is becoming more and more difficult. I heard that there may be another war recently."

He Laozhi mysteriously lowered his voice for the second half of the sentence.

Uncle Li was shocked when he heard it. When he came here every day, even if he didn’t bring a bag of peanuts, he would bring something to eat. He Laozhi was eating, and his mouth was a little loose. If there was any news, he would tell him.

"Conscript again?"

There is almost no upper limit for imperial conscription. As long as you are not in your seventies or eighties, you will be beaten when it is your turn.

Uncle Li is very concerned about this. He who eats and drinks well in his daily life and has no money at home, and who looks like he has a good figure usually cannot escape the conscription.

"Who knows?" He Laozhi threw a peanut into his mouth, and said with a smile, that he didn't care too much and almost showed off his relatively poor body, "People like us don't care about it. If you don't take a look, life is sad, and you may have to pay how much."

Conscription is to give some settling expenses, no matter how much is given by the court, and how much is deducted in the middle, it must be paid out in the end. The money is paid to those officials and lords, so they must find it from other places. Lao Zhi, who runs a shop and seems to be rich, will be apportioned with taxes. There are many names, and he must pay some attention.

"Fighting, fighting, I don't know where it went."

Uncle Li had experience fleeing from famine, so he was well-informed, but he didn't know where the war was fought, and it was easy to be quiet for a few years. Where is he going to fight again?

Those important national events in the imperial court are too far away from these little bastards.