doting queen

Making a print edition is not an easy task, but it is done once and for all.

Wouldn't it be nice to take the paper back and list the words, and just brush it directly?

After the young master thought of this method, he immediately went to Wu Baoer to cooperate.

Wu Bao'er was also tired of copying this time, after hearing the young master's suggestion, his eyes lit up, and he said: "Xiao Nuo'er, you are very smart, why didn't I think of it, but I am not very good at carving wood, this Will it be difficult?"

The young master is not very good at it, he tilted his head and thought for a while, "We can make a simple one out of yellow clay, and just harden it with fire, so it can be preserved for a long time. Besides, we only need to make some common characters, what do you think?" ?”

"My God!" Wu Bao'er couldn't help but go up and pat his head, "Xiao Nuo'er, you're a little smarter, let's get a few and try."

"Okay!" The young master rolled up his sleeves, revealing his white lotus-like arms, and he only smiled excitedly, "Hey, I'm ready, let's go quickly."

Wu Baoer poked him on the arm, "Wow, you are so white, it's a pity to get dirty, or I can pick a basket and come back."

"It's not for nothing, I want to go and have fun." The young master ran ahead excitedly, especially afraid that Wu Baoer would not take him there.

When the two arrived at the pond, they happened to meet Zhuang Yan and Li Yuan washing things by the pond. The young master was about to run into the mud hall, and just rolled up his trousers, when he saw Zhuang Yan's gaze, he immediately froze.

Naruto, it's scary.

Wu Baoer was left alone, took off his shoes, rolled up his sleeves, buttoned a piece of it with his hands and squeezed it into a rabbit shape, "Xiao Nuoer, look!" The young master moved his buttocks into the haystack, and then He started to take off his shoes, and put them in the cleanest place after taking them off. The shoes were solemnly made for him.

He is precious.

Then, he glanced in the direction of Zhuang Yan, but he didn't see Zhuang Yan looking at him, he ran to the edge of the mud pond with a smile, and stretched his white and tender feet into it.

Suddenly, a scolding sounded in his ear.

"What are you doing?"

The young master was startled for a moment, his feet slipped and he almost fell into the mud.Fortunately, Zhuang Yan, who was standing behind him, had quick eyes and quick hands, and grabbed his hand.

Like a child who has done something wrong, the young master stood on the ground blankly, his round toes moved, "If you want to play with mud, just play for a while."

Zhuang Yan squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Then why are you sneaking around?"

The young master pouted, "I'm afraid you won't agree."

"Why don't I agree?" Zhuang Yan squatted on the ground and pushed his trouser legs up a little more. His little heart was originally a child's heart, and it's normal to want to play with mud, so there is nothing you can't agree with.

"I don't know, I thought about it myself." After finishing speaking, he curled his lips in a very low voice, and said, "You are like a father, so strict and fierce." Zhuang Yan raised his head, not knowing whether to cry It's time to laugh, he tried his best to pamper the little one, but he didn't expect the little one to treat him like a father.It's really no lesson, you have to go to the house to expose the tiles.

His face stiffened, he pinched the young master's butt with his fingers, and whispered in his ear, "Can Daddy pinch your butt?"

"No." The young master blushed slightly, and followed his words, "Daddy can't come in either... only brother can come in, brother is the best."

Zhuang Yan was pleased by his coquettish words, and rolled up his sleeves a little more, saying: "Call me if you need help, I will wait for you by the side."

Not to mention, the young master really wanted to find him.

He said: "Brother, can you help me make a template for movable type printing, that is, a board for holding movable type. I want to use clay to carve characters."

"Find movable type?" Zhuang Yan asked curiously.

The young master hesitated, "That's right, I just want to play with that."

Zhuang Yan thought of the young master's talk about making money these days, and he felt vaguely confused, but he didn't say it directly, and said: "Okay, I'll go back and do it for you." Mud, and then squeeze the mud into a small cube, thinking about what size to use.

When the two had had enough fun, they joined forces and started digging the mud.

Not to mention that the mud was so heavy, it almost made me fall down when I carried it back.

Zhuang Yan came over to pick up a section of the road, and said, "Why are you making so many?"

"There are a lot of words." The young master was very happy when he thought that if their word boards were made later, they would no longer need to copy books by hand.

Zhuang Yan poured the mud on the ground, then handed him the template he made, and said, "I made it on the letter paper, see if it fits the size."

The mold is a square box, which is used for code blocks. You need to put the small blocks in and line them up, and you can use them after brushing with ink.The young master found that there was a small notch on the frame, and asked, "What is this for?"

"I gave you the blocks, otherwise how would you know how big the blocks are?" Zhuang Yan showed him a thin piece of wood, and said, "You take this to make the blocks first, and I will make them for you later. A few are used to hold the blocks."

"Brother, you are amazing! You are a genius!" The young master Xidian ran to the room, looked at the paper given by the boss, and found that it was a perfect match, and he smiled from ear to ear, "Brother, you are awesome!" , how can you know everything."

After finishing speaking, he hurried over to help Wu Bao'er step on the mud.

Half an hour passed, and the mud was almost covered. Each of them took a mold to fill the letter blocks, and when it was almost dry, they were ready to carve with ink.

Not to mention, muddy ones are easier to engrave.

It didn't take long for them to carve a plate.

The young master ran to the kitchen with the writing plate, "Brother, burn it for me."

Zhuang Yan was lighting the fire and cooking, he glanced at the young master, his eyes darkened, and said: "I have done so much for you, how can you thank me?"

How can I thank you?

The young master wanted to say that he had made money to help him make a piece of clothing, but on second thought, it was a surprise that he couldn't tell him for the time being, and said, "Kiss, okay?" "No." When he touched the palm of his hand, it seemed as if he was pinching the young master's heart. He said, "You have to think about it carefully." "Brother, your eyes are lustful." The young master said softly, thinking of the time when he pinched his butt this afternoon. matter, said: "Brother, did you think about that?"

"Which one?" Zhuang Yan pretended not to understand, but asked him to say it himself.

"That's all, sleep." The young master said shyly with twinkling eyelashes.

If you go on, people will be ashamed to death.

"It's not sleeping." Zhuang Yan took a step forward, "Think quickly."

The young master licked his lips, remembering the sentence he copied in the storybook yesterday, blushing and said: "Brother wants to stab me to death with a big stick, doesn't he?

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Super lewd young master, woo woo.