A little sweet through the fragrant

It was impossible for Buddy Yu to send Ye Cunshan back to the village, so he stopped an ox cart going to a neighboring village and asked him to take it along the way, asking Ye Cunshan for three Wen.

It's enough to buy a steamed stuffed bun.

When the cold wind blew on the road, Ye Cunshan's alcohol dissipated.

Other behaviors are okay, but this book in his arms is really not good.

He stuffed it into the pocket of his rucksack first, and when he was almost at the entrance of the village, he took it out and put it into the cotton padded jacket he bought for Yuncheng.

Anyway, Yuncheng couldn't read, so just don't ask his cousin to see him.

In winter, the days are short, Ye Cunshan hurried to hurry, and when he came back, there was also a layer of twilight in the sky.

He quickened his pace and went to Ye Yan's house to pick him up.

Yun Cheng's personality is slow and shy, and Ye Yan's family is busy.

Before, I thought Yuncheng would be more comfortable if he stayed here and no one was watching him.

I didn't expect to come back so late, I don't know how Yuncheng is doing now.

As a result, when Ye Cunshan arrived, he heard laughter from Ye Yan's house.

Some curious people from the left and right neighbors came over with bowls to watch the excitement, "Second Uncle Ye, is there any happy event in your family?"

Second Uncle Ye has worked so hard all these years and was worn down by life, now he is smiling so hard that his teeth can't see, "The paper is dry, the paper is dry..."

These words have no beginning and no end, making people incomprehensible.

Ye Cunshan's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely had a guess.

On the left, Aunt Wang pointed at Ye Yan, who was collecting paper in the yard, and smiled: "Did you accidentally wet the paper? This is a precious item, starting from a few hundred coins! You can continue to use it after it dries, so I'm so happy!"

Uncle Ye's family is a scholar, and his life is hard. He usually has no conflicts with the villagers, and his seniority is also high.Even if they look down on their family for being a scholar, they will not sarcasm in person.

Everyone said a few auspicious words, and then strolled back to their home with bowls in hand.

The few sharp-eyed few saw Ye Cunshan carrying a basket full of things and two big bags in his hands, and secretly clicked their tongues.

"Cunshan, your stepmother said she gave you 25 taels of silver, is it true?"

"With your flower skills, can you survive until the Chinese New Year?"

Ye Cunshan didn't have the mood to understand what they said, he nodded indiscriminately and hurried into the Ye family's yard.

Ye Yan was also watching. This cousin who read all day long until his brows, eyes and lips curved down, his eyes were amazingly bright, and he spoke very forcefully, "Why did you just come back! I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

He closed the courtyard door unceremoniously, blocking the neighbors who wanted to chat with others.

Ye Cunshan simply explained: "I went back to school today and went shopping again, which was delayed."

He didn't see Yuncheng, so he asked again: "Where's Yuncheng? Have you gone back?"

Ye Yan brought him into the house, where Yuncheng was cutting paper.

Mrs. Zhao and Liu Yun circled around him, one helped to unpack the papers, the other asked him if he was hungry or cold.

Ye Cunshan thought he had entered the wrong door, so he rubbed his eyes and dared not recognize it.

Yun Cheng was sitting facing the gate, and had seen him a long time ago.

Mostly after being praised all afternoon, now people don’t have a shy temperament. They patted the paper on the table, straightened their backs, and said in a triumphant voice, “Let’s just say that I know how to make paper!”

These words confirmed Ye Cunshan's conjecture, and people were pleasantly surprised.

Ye Yan helped him unload all the things and put them in the corner of the room.

Liu Yun saw that everyone had arrived, and greeted them to sit down for dinner, "Let's talk while eating, sit first, everyone sit down."

Yuncheng stopped cutting the paper, sheathed the knife and put it in the bamboo basket.

The papers were also gathered and put away, and they were taken to Mrs. Zhao's room together.

Uncle Ye brought over the shochu he had prepared in the afternoon and said that he must have a drink tonight.

When Ye Cunshan saw the wine and thought of his drunken behavior today, he suddenly became sober.

Yuncheng squeezed beside him and briefly talked about what happened today.

After seeing the waste manuscript, he suddenly thought that waste paper could be turned into new paper, so he said to give it a try.

The test result is obvious, it is a success.

They don't know if the wealthy families will be overjoyed by a few new pieces of paper, at least for Uncle Ye's family, the minimum cost of buying paper every month starts at two.

This is a great joy for them.

After Liu Yun did it a few times in the afternoon, he got a feel for it.

The scooping material at the back is even and good, and the paper is not uneven in thickness.

Because of the anxiety, at first the stove was baked, and later a brazier was built, and a torch was used to smoke the back of the bamboo curtain to speed up.

Ye Yan poured wine and toasted Yuncheng first: "I will remember this kindness. You can just talk about it in the future. If Cunshan bullies you, you will also come to us."

Yuncheng drank a whole glass to save face.

He has a poor capacity for drinking, and he can get drunk with a glass of rice wine. Ye Cunshan stopped him, and he ate and drank tea instead of wine.

In a hurry at night, there are no dishes prepared at home, mainly eggs and fish.

The fish soup is boiled in vain, sweet and delicious.There are tofu cubes stewed inside, and each piece of tofu also absorbs enough juice, making it tender and smooth.

The eggs are steamed with custard, and the egg cakes are also baked, which is full of flavor.

They also cooked solid white rice, a large bowl for each person.

This meal used up all the leftover food left by Uncle Ye's family for the last ten days, but their family was happy.

After the meal, he stuffed Yuncheng with a few pieces of paper and asked him to take it home as a souvenir.

Yuncheng didn't refuse.

Ye Cunshan had too many things, so he temporarily put the two bags of wool that Yuncheng wanted to buy here, and came back tomorrow to get them.

Leading Yuncheng on the way home.

It was going to be darker tonight. On the way, Yuncheng kept looking down at the road under his feet, not daring to speak.

Ye Cunshan held his hand tightly, and looked sideways at him frequently, feeling unspeakable.

When they got home, the two remembered the three lazy hooligans who stayed at their house to work.

Liu Yaozu threw a piece of bark at them, "Don't bring such a bully! We haven't eaten all day! You are still coming back so late! Do you want to die!"

Zhang Xiaohei and Wu Dali also meant the same thing.

They endured no meal at noon, and in the afternoon they were so hungry that they groped into the house and saw a rice vat with no grain left.

Is this rice jar!

Yun Cheng hid behind Ye Cunshan with a guilty conscience, but Ye Cunshan didn't care, "What's the noise? I'm not talking about chopping firewood to pile up the backyard, and bark to dry the bamboo poles. Will it be enough? Won't you go home by yourself after finishing?"

The three of them choked together.

They have to wait for someone to check, in case Ye Cunshan is treacherous, see if they are not there, and deliberately hide and deny it!

Who knew that Ye Cunshan didn't even check when he came back, and let them go with a wave of his hand.

I knew I wouldn't work so hard!

Seeing their backs leaving in grief and indignation, Yun Cheng felt elated.

He also silently made a wish: I hope that every time they bully the weak, they can kick the iron plate that they can't afford to offend, and suffer the consequences themselves.

With the kerosene lamp on, Yuncheng's eyes felt better.

He thought, he should first realize the freedom of animal viscera, and cure night blindness as soon as possible.

Then he followed Ye Cunshan as a little tail, chattering about papermaking and his future imagination.

He didn't explain it in detail at Ye Yan's house, and what he taught them was just turning waste paper into new paper. Naturally, he had to explain it clearly to Ye Cunshan.

I also thought of a very realistic question: "The two of us will definitely be too busy at that time. If you want to study, I won't be able to do this job either."

Ye Cunshan knew, "It's okay, I'll take care of it when the time comes."

After lighting a fire and boiling water, he also studied ink and picked up a pen to write two words on new paper.

Yun Cheng looked at it lying on his back, and recognized that the two words were his name, and immediately suppressed his excitement with shyness, and secretly blushed the tips of his ears.

Ye Cunshan didn't notice, looking at the writing effect on the paper.

A little dizzy, not much effect.

He put away the pen and asked Yuncheng if he wanted to learn calligraphy today.

Yuncheng shook his head resolutely, why study on such a happy day?

Ye Cunshan didn't force him, he added a piece of firewood to the stove, and packed the things in the basket.

On the top was a big burden wrapped in oilcloth, and Yuncheng opened it to reveal a long padded jacket.

It is red, with flowers printed on it, and a circle of pure white rabbit fur is sewn on the neckline of the clothes. After taking it out, the dusty dilapidated house has added a lot of bright colors.

There is also a pair of black short boots inside, the outside is leather, and the inside is also covered with fur.

Yun Cheng immediately asked him to take it and return it, "You won't spend all your money, will you?"

His eyes were full of shock, he couldn't believe that Ye Cunshan was a prodigal.

Ye Cunshan felt guilty.

This suit cost eight taels of silver, almost half of their property.

He was drunk at the time, and when he was about to leave, he remembered that he hadn't bought a cotton coat for Yuncheng, so he went back to the tailor shop.

The color is bright, and the drunk man is unreasonable and irrational. At that time, he thought that Yun Cheng's skin would look good in it.

After taking the clothes, the shoes are of course indispensable - Yuncheng's shoes are full of patches.

After waking up, he was also speechless for a while, but Ye Cunshan always only looked ahead when doing things, buying as soon as he bought, and earning later.

"If you give it to you, you will take it."

Yun Cheng hugged his clothes, his face full of confusion.

On the one hand, he felt that Ye Cunshan was kind to him, and he was very happy.

At the same time, thinking of the miserable life of the two of them, they felt that the clothes were worthless.

Shake it, and take another look.

A book fell out of the clothes.

There are five big characters in the first letter: Goddess Fu Yaolu.

Yun Cheng's expression was blank.

He was quite bored seeing Ye Yan not doing his job and writing novels during the day, now it's his turn to read novels without telling him.

What about the imperial examination?

Ye Cunshan's expression didn't change, he put the book on the table and put it away cleverly, covering the title of the book.

Now Yuncheng felt that expensive clothes were nothing, and just wanted to ask Ye Cunshan if he also wanted to write novels to make money.

If writing, how much is the finishing fee?

However, because of the embarrassment caused by the book, Ye Cunshan didn't dawdle with Yuncheng any longer, and quickly took out all the rice noodles and put them in a big vat for storage.

The pork ribs, meat, and pork offals bought back are all opened separately.

The pig went into the water because it only picked pig liver, which means that starting tomorrow, it will be cooked for Yuncheng to cure night blindness.

Yuncheng's mood became more complicated.

After washing, Ye Cunshan sent him back to his room and put the new clothes in the bed for him.

With the kerosene lamp on, Yuncheng took off his coat and got into bed.

When Ye Cunshan was about to leave, Yuncheng stopped him, "Cousin said you tried to write a novel before, what did you write? Can you tell me?"

The corners of Ye Cunshan's mouth twitched, he didn't want to mention embarrassing things to Yuncheng.

Yun Cheng saw something tricky, and thought, could it be the "Goddess Fu Yaolu"?Asking questions is called inertia coquettish, "Can't I listen to a bedtime story?"

The author has something to say:

Good night!

"Goddess Fu Yaolu" is the title of the book I made up, any similarity is purely coincidental.