A little sweet through the fragrant

Ye Cunshan didn't realize the seriousness of the matter, and said, "But that son-in-law is very similar to..."

Yuncheng interrupted him: "Do you still remember the scholar you wrote?"

Ye Cunshan was dumb for a moment, his expression froze.

Yun Cheng is temperamental, and he doesn't dislike the cold. After sitting up with the quilt folded, he counted with others, "Goddess, fox demon, daughter of the county magistrate's family, there is one hidden in your academy...well."

In the middle of speaking, Ye Cunshan covered his mouth, unwilling to listen any more, knelt down at the speed of light: "I was wrong."

Yuncheng's strength was unimaginable in front of him, and he couldn't push this big hand away from his mouth with both hands.

In a hurry, he licked Ye Cunshan's palm.

Ye Cunshan had never seen such a battle before, so he immediately let go.

Yuncheng asked him where he went wrong.

Ye Cunshan said that he shouldn't let go, and he laughed when Yun Cheng scolded him, "I didn't touch anyone else."

Yuncheng was not fooled, "Don't try to change the subject."

He just said that they can't talk about the content of each other's novels, because there will be conflicts.

Ye Cunshan insisted on stepping on the thunder.

He had no experience in love before, and he didn't know how to end a fight with his partner.

Waiting for Ye Cunshan to take the initiative to say something wrong, he went down the steps.

In the end, Ye Cunshan not only refused to admit his mistake, but also carried him to the end of the bed.

At the moment of vacating in the middle, he thought he was going to be thrown out of bed by Ye Cunshan!He was so frightened that he grabbed the skirt of the man's clothes and didn't let go.

Ye Cunshan rewrapped the quilt for him, and discussed with him, "Shall we sleep here tonight?"

Yun Cheng was confused, "Why?"

"Because there was a fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."

The word "husband and wife" was omitted.

Yuncheng smiled angrily at him, his face was burning hot, and he didn't know if it was anger remaining or shyness.

He said he would not sleep on this end, "Leave your feet alone on this end, it stinks."

There is no smell at all, and it is mentally unbearable.

He moved the nest by himself, and Ye Cunshan followed.

After making such a fuss, the heat in the quilt was shaken away, and it felt icy cold when it was pressed against the kang.

Ye Cunshan didn't continue to make trouble with him, but hugged someone and squeezed his arms and wrists, and then he would be more sincere when he admitted his mistake, "I was thinking about it, I won't mention it in the future."

Yun Cheng lost his temper, and asked him how the story was, "Do you want to look back?"

Ye Cunshan didn't want to, he felt aggrieved.

So Yun Cheng understood and pinched his waist.

Others have soft, itchy flesh on their waists.

Ye Cunshan's whole body was so hard that he couldn't pinch it.

After warming up again under the quilt, Yun Cheng also fell asleep in a daze.

I vaguely heard Ye Cunshan say that he would ask other students for their opinions tomorrow.

Feeling ashamed, Yuncheng was awake for a moment, but soon he was wrapped in tiredness and fell asleep again.

The two of them didn't light a fire in the morning, so Ye Cunshan got up early and went out to buy vegetarian stuffed buns and shredded pork noodles.

Yuncheng got up just to eat, he told Ye Cunshan not to run back and forth, "I'll go by myself when I get up."

It's not far away, just turn a corner after leaving the alley, and within a few steps is the main street, where there are many people setting up stalls.

Before finishing the rice wine bought last night, Ye Cunshan poured a glass, and before it was hot, he drank it cold, causing Yuncheng to frown.

Knowing that he was going to go to the academy, he didn't say anything.

Ye Cunshan was greedy, "Just one sip, it's fine."

Yun Cheng: "Don't be mean, pack your schoolbag after eating, and don't forget to bring the articles on the table."

I wrote half the night.

After sending Ye Cunshan away, Yuncheng closed the courtyard door, went back to the house and took out all the manuscripts he drew yesterday afternoon from the bottom of the box.Create a new piece of paper, and slowly write down all the little inventions he had checked on "How to make money through ancient times".

From soap glass, to sugar and sun salt, as well as perfume alcohol and gunpowder cosmetics, as well as bicycles, fertilizers and so on.

Salt should never be touched.

Fertilizer Yuncheng doesn't know much about it, only manure and plant ash.

According to his observation, Jinghe Village fertilized like this, so he skipped it.

Both perfume and alcohol need multiple distillations and purifications, which do not meet the requirements of low-cost trading.

Yuncheng doesn't know much about cosmetics, he only knows how to make a natural mask, which is not very practical here.

Soap needs oil, and it is not suitable for poor people to start.

On the contrary, there is a method in "Compendium of Materia Medica", boil and mash the saponins and add white flour.

Yuncheng wrote it down first from memory.

There is also a need to add spices, he added it, and adjusted it according to the actual conditions.

The paddy fields in Jinghe Village used to grow lotus root and water bamboo. Liu Yun said that the price of lotus root was not high, so he also wrote down the method of making lotus root powder.

This morning, I only recorded.

At noon, Ye Cunshan brought Ye Yan back for dinner, and he just put down his pen, and the fire didn't start.

Seeing that Ye Cunshan came back with a big pot of vegetables, he was extremely embarrassed, avoided Ye Yan, and discussed with Ye Cunshan in a low voice: "Why don't you invite someone first? Every meal is expensive..."

Ye Cunshan said that this is the food bought by the academy, "the taste is not particularly good, and twenty coins can be enough."

Open the lid, and you can see the cabbage stewed vermicelli inside.

Stewed in a large pot of vegetables with big bone soup base, there is nothing meaty when separated out, and the oily star can only taste delicious, making people more and more greedy.

Ye Yan came here for the first time, and praised the small courtyard as nice, it is close to the study and academy, across from the main street, it is lively when going out, and it is not noisy when the door is closed.

There is a well in the courtyard, no need to carry water to buy water.

People in the county have trouble getting water. If there is no well in the house, they just ask someone to drive a water truck to deliver it.

It’s not easy to say bad things about eating. In fact, you need money to go to the toilet. Someone will come to collect it early in the morning, and you will pay monthly.

During the meal, Yun Cheng listened to their chat, and only then did he realize that schoolbags had caused a fad in the academy.

Ye Yan said: "I have soft ears. If I didn't think that Yunniang is tired every day, I would almost agree to give them schoolbags."

The raw materials for schoolbags are cloth and paper, both of which are available at home.

Because the cost was not high, the classmate asked if he would not make an offer. If he agreed, it would be the wife who worked hard.

Fortunately, Ye Cunshan made a timely rescue and said that this schoolbag is a handicraft used by the villagers to earn money. If you like it, please support it, and by the way, promote a wave of gloves and sweaters.

Ye Yan echoed, "There are woolen trousers."

After he finished speaking, he was cheerful, and when the people left, Ye Cunshan asked about it, and then he remembered that the woolen pants were knitted by his family Yunniang alone, the only one.

It's just sweaters, and there are not many of them now.

Today, the two of them waited for Ye Liang outside the academy, and said they would send a letter back to the village, but they didn't wait for anyone.

Yuncheng picked up a chopstick dish and asked, "Can't you ask someone to run errands?"

Last time Ye Cunshan asked someone to go back and deliver the letter.

Ye Cunshan said: "Tell the other two students that their family is collecting wool and twisting yarn, and after finishing a batch, they will send it over. By the way, I will send a message."

There is not much wool in the village, so let's forget about not meeting anyone.

After a meal, Yuncheng found an opportunity to hand over the small note from the study to Ye Yan when Ye Cunshan was not paying attention.

"The shopkeeper Yu said the manuscript, and at the end of the month, I will use this slip to claim the refill fee. Congratulations."

He didn't want to publicize the manuscript even after he finished it, and he laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He asked Yuncheng to keep it a secret for him first, and wait until he got the retouching fee.

There was still class in the afternoon, after clearing away the bowls and chopsticks, Ye Yan took the big basin from the academy and went out to wait.

Ye Cunshan told Yuncheng that there is a teahouse not far away where you can listen to books, order a pot of tea and a stack of melon seeds and peanuts, and you can sit for an afternoon, "You go out with me, and listen to books in the teahouse in the afternoon to relieve boredom."

Yuncheng was going to ask a poor scholar for his calligraphy, so he went back to the room, took the manuscript paper, stuffed it into his small satchel, and followed him.

The teahouse in winter is quite lively, Yuncheng is not a social expert, and it is very stressful to be alone in this environment.

He went to the clerk and asked if there were any scholars in the neighborhood who wrote letters on behalf of him. He gave a tip of two pennies and was pointed out to introduce someone.

"That scholar's calligraphy is good, and the price is low. The people in the neighborhood come to him when they write letters."

The scholar set up a stall in the small alley next to the teahouse. When Yuncheng came, his business was bleak. He was eating a rough grain pancake, clutching his hands that were red with cold, and there was a book on the table that was about to rot. book to read.

Seeing the person standing still in front of his stall, his eyes sparkled slightly, "Do you want to write a letter?"

There is also his novel manuscript in Yuncheng's small bag. The project is heavy, so I invite someone to sit in the teahouse next door.

After ordering hot tea and a plate of rice cakes, we began to bargain.

Yuan Mo never took this kind of job.

Yuncheng didn't cheat him either, "How about charging for writing letters? I counted about six letters."

A letter can earn anywhere from ten to twenty yuan. When Yuan Mo's business was good, he couldn't write so much, so he readily agreed.

A poor scholar knows how to use charcoal pens, and Yun Cheng gives him paper and pens, so he uses them.

In the afternoon, he wrote in Yuncheng, and he spent time writing.

After the end, Yuncheng harvested nearly three pages of new words and was amazed at his "illiteracy".

Yuan Mo didn't talk badly, and listened to all kinds of weird words all afternoon without asking a single word. Yun Cheng was very satisfied with this.

Because there are only three pages in total, Yuan Mo is only willing to charge for three letters.

There was a scholar in Yuncheng's family, who was aroused to feel compassion, took the middle price, and paid 45 Wen together.

On the way home, he saw a charcoal seller.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration, honeycomb coal, when did it appear?

On the other side, Ye Cunshan successfully attracted the attention of the students in the academy.

Because he told a story during recess.

Say, "I have a friend who wrote a novel..."

The reaction of the students was the same as what Ye Cunshan thought, they were very angry, thinking how could there be such a useless man in the world!

But after being angry, it is completely different from Ye Cunshan.

Even Mr. Du, who eavesdropped, asked, "What happened next?"

Ye Cunshan: "..."

what later.

Can he finish watching such an aggrieved thing?

But he couldn't dismantle his husband's platform, so he smiled and said: "This is just writing, and I haven't written about it later."

Du Zhichun immediately took the business, "Tell him to send it to the study, and I'll ask shopkeeper Yu to print it urgently."

The other students rushed to come up with ideas, "Tell him to write about the son-in-law to turn over!"

"What kind of water for washing feet! How can a real man be so useless!"

Ye Cunshan who still brings hot water to scald Husband's feet every day: "..."

Forget it, you can't listen or believe it.

It's just fiction, don't take it seriously.

Du Zhichun joined the discussion group, "Mother-in-law has no knowledge, so she shows off by setting tables and banquets on the first floor, and the next chapter will write about the shopkeeper and throw them out. The whole shop is reserved, and the son-in-law eats alone! He is not that What is the boss of the chamber of commerce? Let this family know how powerful it is!"

The boss of the Chamber of Commerce is a word Ye Cunshan changed.

He wiped his face, feeling depressed.

Yun Cheng didn't recognize all the characters, so he was able to write such a masterpiece.

Otherwise, next time, he should be more modest.

Don't get in the way of Wenquxing.

Wenqu Xingyuncheng bought a small basket of coal and went home.

This thing costs only 130 Wen per [-] catties, which is very suitable for the low-cost way of making a fortune he wants.

When he first crossed over, he didn't have so many ideas out there, and he even lamented that he was really kind-hearted.

After comparing with the gizmos listed in the morning, briquette topped the list.

Less coal will not deal with the risk of poisonous gas, and it can also flow into the homes of ordinary people, and they can save some firewood when they make paper.

He clearly wrote down the ratio of toner and yellow mud, drew three views of honeycomb coal, and drew the mold pattern facing the hole.

With briquettes as the main focus, other gizmos were not enough to look at. In the end, lotus root starch and soap were left behind, and three of them were combined to be bound together with the previous sketches.

When it's done, all that's left to do is send it out.

The original intention of drawing the manuscript was because when he saw those abducted people in the Wang family, he would think of another possibility between Xiao Yuncheng and himself, and the original intention was to help one by one.

After the finished product came out, Yuncheng didn't want to take credit, and he didn't want to be asked where he got the idea, so he decided to give it away anonymously.

He also kept it from Ye Cunshan, and wanted to wait for a suitable time before confessing to him.

When I asked him about it at night, he didn't mention comics.

Ye Cunshan avoided telling Yuncheng about the Wang family these days, fearing that he would be frightened.

After all, Yun Renyi and his wife have been coercing and luring Yun Cheng to go to Master Wang's house to be a child.

When asked, he said: "The sellers of Wang Jiadian gave them all the money they got after giving birth, and now they bought a house in the south to live."

There is a place to stay, and then find a way to make a living. Work hard in the second half of your life, and your life will not be bad.

He didn't tell Yuncheng, and the people inside were not friendly.

Some people just want to be rice bugs, thinking that if they stay in Wang's house, they will be able to eat and wear warm at least.

Now that people are free, how can business be so easy?

If they go to the Wang family again, it is impossible for the Wang family to want them again.

They didn't have the guts to talk about separating out.

A lot of people outside were watching the excitement, saying that they are foolish to stay in the back house, and the young master in the capital is still there, so he is so blatantly dissatisfied, and he is not afraid of the money being taken back.

If he didn't say anything, Yuncheng would also ask. After asking clearly, Yuncheng gave up his plan to go directly to them and decided to go to the county government by himself.

That young man sounded quite kind-hearted, and with such a backer behind him, he was not afraid that the methods he used to do good deeds would be forcibly taken over by some gentry and rich men.

After talking about this, they also finished their meal.

Just like last night, after washing, set up a small table and write face to face.

Ye Cunshan asks Yuncheng about his son-in-law's novel.

Yuncheng didn't want to talk, "Don't you despise it?"

Ye Cunshan told him what happened in the academy today, and also conveyed the demands of the students.

Yun Cheng laughed loudly, "Of course I can't write according to what they want. After writing, they will run away when they are finished!"

I wanted to revise the draft with new words today, but Ye Cunshan’s words gave him great inspiration, and the next thing to write is:

The shopkeeper wanted to drive out the mother-in-law and his family, and asked the son-in-law to sit down.He was slapped away by his mother-in-law, only to hear his mother-in-law say with her hands on her hips: "He is the one who wants to call my mother, what are you!"

Ye Cunshan couldn't hold back any longer, and asked Yuncheng, "Doesn't the mother-in-law doubt the identity of the son-in-law? All the shopkeepers invite him to take a seat..."

Yuncheng said: "Hehehe, so at the end of this story, I wrote his wife and asked him 'what is the relationship between the shopkeeper and you'."

Ye Cunshan waited for him to continue talking, but Yun Cheng didn't say anything for a long time.

Ye Cunshan asked again, and Yuncheng said, "This is Zhangwei."

Ye Cunshan:? ? ?

Very good, you have successfully aroused my curiosity.

"Du Zhichun asked you to send the manuscript to the study as soon as possible, and he will ask shopkeeper Yu to print it out urgently."

Yun Cheng was surprised, "Didn't you tell him how many words I don't know?"

Ye Cunshan was silent.

He didn't even say it was written by his husband.

Yuncheng understood, "Don't tell me, people around you can't know."

What if the reader gets on top and blocks the door to beat him up.

Ye Cunshan asked: "Then, can I tell my classmates about the follow-up?"

His classmates looked at him as if they wanted to beat him up too.

Yun Cheng waved his hand generously: "Yes."

Men, as expected, will love the son-in-law to the death.

When he writes about the strongest soldier king, the return of the god of war, and being favored by one hundred and eight sisters, he should be able to easily live a good life without worrying about food and clothing in this life.

Ye Cunshan didn't know anything about it, and was still thinking about his little red flower.

After finishing today's homework, he asked Yuncheng to check and asked him where the little red flower was.

Yuncheng was busy with his philanthropy today, so he hugged him and kissed him instead of being a little red flower, and got away with it.

the next day.

After Ye Cunshan went to school, Yuncheng took the sketch sewn with thread, wrapped it with a layer of oil paper, walked straight along the East Street, arrived at the county government office, and walked around to the back door.

Surprisingly, the back door is more lively than the front door, and there are some scattered stalls.

It's just that the business is not good. Some people hunched their necks and took a nap in their cotton clothes, some people gathered in groups of three to chat, and the only yamen servant was playing chess with others behind his back.

It seemed that no one noticed him, and it seemed that everyone was watching him.

Yun Cheng was at the corner, hesitating back and forth.

I wanted to take a step back and go to the Du family, I wanted to find a beggar to give me paintings, but finally I thought about the purpose of this time, so I mustered up the courage - I have finished everything before, so there is no reason to stop here.

Manuscripts in the form of comics are very trendy in this era, and what happened to the Wang family just happened. He is confident in his drawing skills, and he will think of it when he reads it.

As long as it is sent to the county government, there is a chance that it will fall into the hands of the young master in Kyoto.

If not, he will think of another way.

Yun Cheng bowed his head and walked quickly. When he passed the back door of the county government office, his arms loosened and the drawing he was carrying fell to the ground.

He didn't even dare to look back. He walked out of this street, turned a few turns, and then went to the main street. He came to the teahouse from yesterday again.

Yuan Mo was still setting up a stall in the same place, but today he had a business visit, and he was naming a couple's child.

Yun Cheng took a deep breath to adjust his state, and waited for Yuan Mo to send the guests away before asking him to go to the teahouse together.

When the philanthropy has come to an end, it's time to work hard to make money.

"I don't have many words today, but it will delay you a little longer. If you don't mind, I'll still pay according to yesterday's price. Do you think it's okay?"

Yuan Mo has no objection, the teahouse is warm, there are hot tea and pastries, and he can still find time to read.

Yuncheng first filled in the mistakes and omissions written last night, and then continued to write later. If there was something he didn't know, he would ask on the spot, which greatly improved the efficiency.

Ye Cunshan said that he could send it to the study, so he wanted to earn money into his pocket while the heat was still there.

The plan is based on the number of words in "The Goddess Fu Yaolu", I will give away part of it first, and I will buy the second volume if I want to read it next time.

He was writing the manuscript here, and Ye Cunshan had already finished his son-in-law's next chapter.

His classmates couldn't find out any more questions, and they even questioned: "That friend of yours, couldn't it be yourself?"

"Otherwise, why is it the same and different from the follow-up we thought?"

Ye Cunshan: "It's not me." It's my husband.

Du Zhichun urged him to write quickly, "I will lower the price any later!"

Ye Cunshan opened his mouth several times, but he couldn't tell that Yuncheng's literacy is too low now, and the manuscript is full of crooked lines, which he doesn't recognize.

And Yun Cheng was also tired of writing, so he tested Yuan Mo today and told him a story.

The scholar only wanted to make money, and he didn't care about what he wanted to write.

Seeing that Yuncheng seemed to want feedback very much, he reluctantly gave a response: "The story is pretty good."

So Yuncheng decided to ask him to transcribe the manuscript, "I'll give you money."

Letter writing and copying are all the same, anyway, selling words to make money.

Yuan Mo now praised him a lot sincerely, wishing Yun Cheng could write novels every day.

At this time, Yun Cheng's leftover drawing was also picked up, but no one claimed it after questioning, and handed it over to the yamen servant.

Yamen servants dodge their errands, and want to show their faces when they get something.After the inspection, seeing that the person on the paper was drawn so vividly, he immediately sent it in.

The person in the painting is very vivid, the longing for happiness when he was poor at first, the anxiety when he was offered a helping hand, the joy and satisfaction when he was fed and clothed for the first time, the loss when he turned his head into the darkness, and then various dark tones Silhouette, a picture showing what they might encounter.

It made people feel a ball in their hearts when they watched.

Du Yu, the county lord, asked where it came from. The yamen servant said that someone picked it up, but no one claimed it, so it was delivered to him.

Du Yu also turned another page at this time.

Behind this is another development, drawing a few happy and warm pictures.

The same ink color, but the feeling is completely different.

Du Yu didn't know that there was such a capable person in their county.

Later, I saw the three recipes attached to the back, and realized that this was someone doing a good deed anonymously.

He was also worrying about how to arrange for the 32 people from the Wang family these days.

Cheng Wenrui, the young master from Kyoto, hasn't left yet.

I was going back to Beijing two days ago, but because of the complaints from those people, I insisted on staying again, and laughed at myself: "Since I 'smashed' their jobs, I naturally have to make up for it."

The rich son bought any property in Xiaopo County, which was enough to support them.

Cheng Wenrui was unwilling to raise them for nothing, and wanted to find a craft for them to learn.

Arranging these people is not troublesome, the key is that they are unwilling to be separated.

The two groups of people inside were arguing fiercely, and they didn't mention a word about the separation of the family.

After all, I am still terrified of the future.

If it is not separated, the property will have to be bigger.

When it got older, Cheng Wenrui was afraid that they wouldn't be able to keep it, so he planned to send someone over to help.

Du Yu took a closer look at the recipes on the paper. They were not expensive items, so he decided to try them first. After asking someone to buy the materials, he also showed the books to Cheng Wenrui.

Cheng Wenrui has a guest here, the biggest one among those dismissed from the Wang family, named Xu Feng.

He was afraid that the rumors these days would offend the nobles, so he came here specially to plead for mercy, and he also promised that he would stop them from messing around.

Cheng Wenrui didn't care about this with others, he waved him to sit down, and took the drawing that Du Yu handed over to read.

A look of amazement flashed in his eyes. Du Yu said earlier: "Someone picked it up and handed it to the county government. They said it was dropped by pedestrians in a hurry."

If there are only the three methods attached below, Du Yu will treat it as someone accidentally dropped it, and wait for someone to claim it.

In addition to the previous painting, it is obviously not the meaning.

Du Yu told him that he had already found someone to prepare the materials, Cheng Wenrui looked at Xu Feng who was still nervous, and said, "I don't want to pick anyone anymore, you can find a few people to come and try to do it."

There is something to do, and people's hearts can be determined.

Xu Feng came out and asked Sun Yang to go home together to pick someone, "Young Master Cheng told us to try to make something, and if we succeed, it should be our future business."

Sun Yang asked in a low voice: "Are you making briquettes?"

Xu Feng was startled, and immediately remembered that the county master said that someone picked up the album and handed it in, and asked, "You picked it up?"

Sun Yang nodded and shook his head again, "I picked it up and then threw it away."

He explained it all.

"I was bored waiting for you, so I climbed a tree to dig out a bird's nest. When I saw someone sneaking around, I stared at him twice more."

When Sun Yang was sent to the Wang family, it was said that he would be a book boy for the young master of the Wang family. Later, his identity became a "concubine", and he continued to read and read during the day.

He picked up the picture album, opened it, and after reading it, he knew that the man was not sneaky, but did a good deed and didn't want to be named, so he threw it on the ground again.

He also helped to watch it by the way, so that others would not pick it up - this look is for the county lord or that noble son.

Yuncheng didn't know that he had lost his vest, and after the manuscript was handed over to Yuan Mo to copy it for him, he also grabbed the paper and designed a small book for punching cards.

The book was the first draft, and he marked it with the memory curve, and asked Ye Cunshan to carve a small seal for him after he was ready.

Just carve a cloud.

Time passed unhurriedly, and when Xu Feng and the others made the first piece of briquette according to the method, Ye Cunshan also sent the novel to the study on behalf of Yuncheng, and got a note to receive the writing fee at the end of the month.

It was a holiday, and the couple went home with Ye Yan.

Ye Qingyang was studying to be an accountant in the county, and the shop was about to open, so he didn't have time to go back.Ye Yan hurried over to look at it in the morning, asked if there was anything he wanted to bring, and hurried over again.

Back this time, they rented two donkey carts.

One was loaded with the waste paper collected by the dock merchants, and there were three people in one.

On the way, Ye Yan asked about the novel, and thought it was Ye Cunshan's new draft, "I think everyone reacted very strongly. The roommates rested at night and said they wanted to see what kind of coward he could become, and where he was forced to go. Only then will I be willing to turn over and become a man."

Ye Yan stayed at the hotel and listened to these words every day. After hearing too much, he came up with a new inspiration and wanted to write a novel that would not be aggrieved.

He took a look at Yuncheng before he suppressed the thought.

No, the imperial examination is still required.

Otherwise, Yuncheng would tell his family what he did.

Because everyone thinks it was written by Ye Cunshan himself, and he is very rebellious, so he doesn't follow what they say, write as he pleases, and now avoid him to discuss novels.

If it wasn't for his burly appearance and strength, he would have been surrounded by people and forced to revise the manuscript.

Ye Cunshan silently took the blame for Yuncheng, "There is no most useless, only more useless."

Yuncheng didn't intend to write cool.

He had a good grasp of the minds of these men.

The good news is that Yuncheng is still willing to coax his little man, knowing that Ye Cunshan likes Long Aotian's script, he has been telling him bedtime stories for the past two nights.

The whole process was smooth, and even a waste material trough period was saved.

Ye Cunshan was coaxed by him to have the childishness of a 19-year-old boy, and he looked like a child when he was playing.

I didn't live in Yu County for a few days, but when I came back, it seemed like a lifetime away.

It was sunny today, and the village was still making bark paper. Ye Gen felt that it was too eye-catching when drying the paper, so he asked them to go to the village to dry it, so that they would not occupy the land of Uncle Ye's house.

Even so, the door of Second Uncle Ye's house was not empty.

The hemp ropes and bamboo poles outside are covered with tree bark, and there is a piece of drying wool on the ground.

There are many girls and brothers gathered at the door of the house, some are married, some are still single, they get together and knit woolen trousers together.

The people in Yuxian County sent wool and brought them back, so they assigned a group of people to knit woolen trousers, and a few pieces were ready for display.

Before the things were sold, Ye Cunshan wanted to buy one for Yuncheng, "Wear it to keep warm."

They have snow here in winter, which has been delayed this year, and it hasn't come down in the middle of December.

Yuncheng didn't have time to weave recently, so he agreed.

After Liu Yun heard about it, he called Yuncheng over, gave him a new one, and told him to try it.

"They're all woven according to men's sizes, and you're supposed to be bigger when you wear them."

Everyone has a deep-rooted idea that the man in the family is the biggest, and good things are given priority to him. I have dealt with it casually, and it is reasonable to think that people in the county will not buy it for their wives and husbands, and they will weave big ones first.

Yun Cheng was embarrassed to ask, "Sister-in-law, you are quite busy every day..."

If you are distracted to do it for him, he will too.

Liu Yun is a few years older than him, Sister Chan is at an age that can run all over the ground, Yun Cheng looks young, and has kindness to her family, and he is a junior, so it's okay to hurt a little.

It's better for her mother to share the care with her than for the two of them to deal with it casually.

"It's okay, I can weave while sitting and chatting with people, so hurry up and try, don't tell Cunshan to wait."

After Liu Yun finished speaking, he went out and closed the door.

She found that her brother Yan was very happy to come back this time, and asked if there was anything good about the academy.

Ye Yan didn't take the retouching fee yet, so he hid it and didn't say it. Somehow, he also imitated the tired couple and said bluntly, "I'm glad to see you."

Tell Liu Yun to punch him on the shoulder.

The force was as light as a tickle, and Ye Yan's heart ached, but he knew why Ye Cunshan and Yun Cheng were so tired all day long.

Liu Yun's eyes are like a ruler, and the measurements are standard. The clothes he made for Yuncheng fit perfectly.

Yuncheng can wear it after trying it out, so he gave her two boxes of hand cream he brought back this time, "You soak in water every day, your hands will burst! Don't be reluctant to wipe it off, ask your cousin to buy it for you when you run out."

Anyway, Ye Yan is about to pay the refill fee.

Liu Yun smiled openly, "You'll be able to make fun of people too, go, go home."

On the way home, Ye Cunshan took the bathtub.

He was very interested, and asked Yuncheng to take a bath together, "I didn't take a bath in Yu County, so take a good bubble today."

Yun Cheng blushed and glanced at Ye Cunshan.

Okay.

He was wrong.

Look at Ye Cunshan's silly cheerfulness, when he said to take a bath, he really took a bath, and he didn't fill his mind with waste at all.

Hope he's as good as he looks.

The author has something to say:

I made up the reason why Cheng Cheng painted comics and sent them to the county government, this time it should be clear qaq

By the way, I will make up for the things mentioned in this chapter. Minor adjustments and private settings will be required due to the plot. The reference background is mainly the Ming Dynasty:

1. Coal

In the background of the times, there are residents who use coal. The coal mentioned in "Instructions to the Factory Warehouse of the Ministry of Industry" is 1.3 yuan per [-] catties. This plot transition directly borrows the price.

2. Lotus root and lotus root starch

Ming Dynasty's "Zunsheng Eight Notes" mentioned the production method of lotus root noodles, and the source will be marked in subsequent articles. This is the need to set the era when lotus root noodles appeared.

Referring to the "multiple lotus root (...poor people dig it to sell food)" mentioned in "Yizhen County Chronicle" (1567), the price of lotus root is set to be low.

3. Soap

The method of making "soap dough" in "Compendium of Materia Medica".

I will send a small red envelope to the readers who comment on this chapter as compensation~

See you tonight!