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"That's right." Wu Bao'er put the two boxes together, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead, "It doesn't matter if some need to be copied faster, and some need to be slower."

"Then how does this count as money?" The young master pinched the book curiously.

Wu Baoer introduced: "Look at each book, it means the book is finished. Generally, a book is fifty pages long, and it takes almost twenty texts to copy a book."

"A lot of money!" The young master's eyes brightened.

Wu Bao'er took out all the books in the box. Under the box were pages of manuscripts. He took out one at random and said, "This kind is serialized, and the copying is relatively scattered. One manuscript copies hundreds of sheets. It takes seven days. Send it back to the street."

The young master asked about the price again, and Wu Baoer said: "Books are bought and kept by others, so the price is high, and you have to copy them beautifully. You can copy rough ones like this one, and it costs fifteen yuan for a hundred sheets. "

The young master turned over the picture book in his hand, "This one."

"This one." Wu Bao'er glanced at it, just in time to see two little people inside having sex on the swing. They looked so shameless that they couldn't tell. He buzzed, "This one is expensive."

The drawing book should consider the copying skills, the drawing should not be too rough, the moves must be seen, and those who can afford it are those with some spare money in their hands, so the price is relatively unreasonable.

Wu Baoer said: "Look, these three pages are a round, that is, a chapter. One penny is paid for one page, and three pennies for three pages. You can draw as much as you can, and they will charge you."

After listening to the price, the young master had a clue in his mind. He twirled his fingers eagerly, and said excitedly: "Brother Bao'er, I will do it. I can write and draw."

Wu Baoer looked at him like a child, fearing that he would be spoiled by these obscene books, so she picked out a few more innocent ones and gave them to him, "You can make these for me first, by the way, you can't ruin the paper Otherwise, we will have to pay."

The young master held the book tightly in his hand, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Who shall we give this to when the time comes, the owner of the library?"

"That's right." Wu Bao'er went to fetch a clean pen and ink and handed it to him.

Because it is not an elegant book and does not have a book number, it cannot be printed with movable type, and there are many people who read it, so the boss came up with this method and asked someone to copy it before selling it.

The young master knew from the bottom of his heart that this was a black job, and he could just copy it secretly, but he couldn't let people know casually, he nodded vigorously, "I know." Wu Baoer found a wooden box from his own room, and gave it to him. The copied books and papers were put in, and he said, "I will go to the city tomorrow, and I will bring you with me."

"Okay." The young master was suddenly full of motivation.

Wu Bao'er gave him a few more candles, "You copied it for fun today, and you will copy it in the future. Let's copy it secretly during the day, so as not to be discovered."

When he reached the door, he specifically bitten again, "Xiao Nuo'er, you can't let Li Yuan and the others find out, otherwise I won't bring you money next time."

"Okay! I swear, I will hide it well!" The young master didn't dare to let Zhuang Yan find out. Zhuang Yan is so strict, knowing that he copied this, he would be angry, saying that he didn't learn well, and he had to make money secretly.

The young master did what he said, and immediately polished the ink and copied a few pages after returning home.It was only a few pennies after the calculation, and he went to get another page of drawing paper and traced it, his face flushed red, and every page was either on the bed or on the grass.

"Oh, it's so embarrassing." The young master was drawing and thinking about Zhuang Yan's pressing him on the grass that day, which was similar to the content in this painting book.

Unknowingly, he sketched a dozen or so sheets, and calculated that there were more than a dozen pennies. The young master felt very excited when he thought about it, and he just wanted to arrive early tomorrow, so that he could exchange money.

It took him an hour to copy this time, and more than half of the candle was used up.

Just at this time, the voices of Zhuang Yan and Li Yuan came from outside the house. The two spoke loudly, with a certain excitement, as if they had hit some big prey.

In the past, the young master ran over excitedly, but now it is different. He has to hide the picture book and pages in his hands. He carefully puts them in the cabinet, pushes them under the bed, and then runs to the courtyard Go pick up Majestic.

Zhuang Yan held a few pheasants in one hand, and dragged a wild boar in the other. The wild boar has not been killed, and its four feet are tightly bound.

The wild boar has been thumping on the ground, and it looks very aggressive.

The young master ran over to look, "Brother, did you shoot a wild boar?"

"Yeah." Nodding solemnly, he dropped the pheasant in his hand on the ground, "It's a female wild boar, it can be raised, and when it gives birth to piglets, there will be a lot of pork."

The young master looked at him in amazement, and felt that if this continued, they would become rich. Thinking about that day, he felt very happy. The more he wanted to copy books, the more he wanted to make money. He went up and hugged Zhuang Yan, "My man is really amazing, so good Great!"

Zhuang Yan's self-esteem as a man was instantly satisfied. He raised his hand and was about to touch his head with his hand, but when he saw the blood of the prey on his palm, he quickly retracted his hand and rubbed his chin on the top of his head. rubbed.

The two got together again.

The remaining two were almost invisible.

Li Yuan brought back a lot of prey, and he yelled at Wu Baoer's house, "Bao'er, didn't you say you wanted a rabbit last time? Can you use some herbal medicine to bind it?"

Wu Bao'er came out with a candle, and there was an ink stain under his hand, it seemed that he had just copied a book for a while, he walked over to see the rabbit, very pleasantly surprised.

The young master also went to have a look, "I also have a rabbit. My brother said he would bring it back to me in two days. It's called Yan Yan. What name do you plan to give the rabbit?"

Wu Bao'er looked at it, and then took a look at the rabbit's legs, "It's a male rabbit, let me think about it, let's call it Ruanruan." It sounds like a homonym from afar.

At first, the young master thought that Wu Baoer and Li Yuan were husband and wife, but he didn't expect that they were just "two brothers" living together, and they were not married at all.

However, the young master could tell that Wu Baoer had feelings, while Li Yuanzhi was so rough that it was fine if he didn't understand feelings, and he even regarded old Wu Baoer as a brother.

He figured he'd have to help them both.

Think of a way to bring them together in the future.

After confining wild boars, a group of people counted the prey on the ground. There were eight pheasants, four were raised, two were killed, and the other two were brought to the market tomorrow for sale.

It's getting late now, and they plan to continue doing the rest of the work tomorrow. When they returned to the room, the young master couldn't help but pull Zhuang Yan to sit on the bed, and said, "Brother, I also made money today. A few pennies."

"So powerful?" Zhuang Yan asked, "What did Wu Baoer take you for?"

The young master snorted twice, smug, his eyes cocked, "I won't tell you, it's a secret, it's not a bad thing anyway."

After finishing speaking, he patted his chest, "Now that I have money, do you have anything you want? I'll exchange the money for you to buy it tomorrow! Does your husband love you very much?"