The sick and weak son's koi wife is full of luck

Chapter 87 Xiao Tingshen Has Completely Changed

"Fix your paper well and see what I do? I don't have any paper on my face." I was annoyed by the warmth, and said angrily.

Xiao Ting let out a soft voice from deep throat, deliberately teasing her, "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you? Love is better than paper."

When Wen Qing heard this, her little face suddenly became red. What did she say?

The busy Shen Xushan: "..."

And Shen Jiangcai who rushed over when he heard that his son and his wife came to inspect the work together: "..."

Somehow, they seem to be an eyesore here.

It was a hot time, and the paper dried in the sun in just half a stick of incense. Shen Xushan took a piece of paper and showed it to the prince and his wife, feeling uneasy.

The method is still the same method, but the ratio has been improved a bit.

Just now he roughly touched the quality of the paper, and it was better than the two previous ones, but he didn't know if it could meet Madam's requirements.

Xiao Tingshen and Wenqing put their heads together and observed the paper carefully.

The obvious graininess is much less. Although the paper is not as white as Xiao Tingshen and Xiao Heyao's correspondence, it is also much whiter than before.

It is not as refined as that used by the nobles of the aristocratic family, but it is also better than the previous roughness. In fact, it is the middle class that does not climb high or low.

However, the cost is several times lower than that of Feng's paper, and it is also much lighter than the old bamboo slips.

Wen Qing felt that there should be a market for this kind of paper, she smiled lightly, and said to Shen Jiangcai and Shen Xushan, "what do you think?"

Shen Jiangcai and Shen Xushan looked at each other.

Although this paper is better than the ones produced before, it is still incomparable to the ones produced by Feng's.

They have nothing in mind.

Shen Xushan thought for a while, then bit the bullet and said: "Your Majesty, madam, the villain thinks it is at least more convenient than the bamboo slips. The villain saw that the captain of the house and the boy of the Meng family used bamboo slips to register the household registration of the refugees on the Wubao, which is really cumbersome. Taking up space, it is better to use paper instead. In fact, many places also need paper. For example, the contracts that Hua Yi copied for the new craftsmen were all made of bamboo slips. It is actually inconvenient to send the handprints to the official office for stamping. Even if these papers cannot be sold, they are still useful in Wubao."

Xiao Tingshen also felt that this kind of paper was more convenient than bamboo slips, and most importantly, it was cheap.

Although the quality is not as good as Feng's, it does not affect the use.

Nodding tenderly, he said: "you are right, but although the paper is several times cheaper than Feng's, it is still too expensive. We still need to reduce the cost. "

When Shen Jiang heard it, he hurriedly said: "Madam, it is already the cheapest cost. We replaced the cocoon with bark, and there is no lower cost."

"No, I'm talking about labor costs," said tenderly, "From the beginning of papermaking, the bark is first chopped, then mashed, and then mixed with water... The labor cost of each step is too high, the labor cost One is high. During mass production, the cost of this paper cannot be reduced. If the cost cannot be reduced, how to increase profits? There was Feng’s paper in the past, and our cost is also high in the future. How should our middle layer paper be sold in the market? foothold?"

Xiao Tingshen didn't expect Wenqing to think so much, and he couldn't help but listen to it fascinated.

Everything in this world is done by people.The same is true for mass production of paper. When mass production occurs, more manpower will be needed.

Hearing what Wenqing said, Shen Jiangcai and Shen Xushan were taken aback for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

"It is possible to make a tool that is specially used for the work of cutting bark and pounding pulp in the early stage, which saves a lot of labor."

Only then did Shen Jiang suddenly realize, but he was a little worried, "Can you really make such a tool?"

Xiao Tingshen also wanted to know.

"Of course, it's like a columbine cart for sowing seeds. Carpenter Shen, you can tell Jinshan about this, and he will definitely not let me down." He said with a warm smile.

Shen Jiang nodded involuntarily, and then brought up the worries in his heart, "Madam, it would be a good thing if the manpower can be reduced, but a new group of craftsmen has just been recruited. If it doesn't require so much labor, why don't they Aren't you going to run out of food?"

Warm and speechless, he choked for a while, "Carpenter Shen, your idea is completely wrong. We just borrow tools to save people's labor, and we can use more labor to do other things. Besides, we really use tools, but People are still needed to improve productivity. However, people with technical content are more needed. For example, let you cut bark or let tools cut bark, which one is more technical?"

Wenqing doesn't know if her words are clear, but she knows better that technology is the primary productive force leading development.

"Ma'am, you are right. I can think about this tool." Suddenly, Shen Jinshan's voice came from behind.

Several people followed the prestige.

Seeing Shen Jinshan approaching warmly, the corners of her lips curled up, and she said kindly, "Jinshan, are you done?"

Shen Jinshan let out a "hmm".

When Xiao Ting heard the sound of 'entering the mountain', his handsome face suddenly darkened, and his deep and clear eyes swept across Shen Jinshan's body.

Shen Jinshan only felt a trace of coolness across the back of his neck, and it was hard to pay attention to Dao Sen's cold eyes, and he quickly saluted Xiao Ting deeply and tenderly, "My lord, madam."

Before Xiao Tingshen spoke, Wen Qing said first, "You don't need to be too polite."

Although Shen Jiangcai said that he was not as good at carpentry as a child who went into the mountains, he was tactful, and found that the atmosphere had changed suddenly like a human being, like a bow with a tight string. Did you come to call daddy? Let's go, daddy will go to see the car with you."

Shen Jinshan who just walked out: ...

Madam clearly asked her if she was done with her work just now, and she said yes, didn't dad understand?
Before Shen Jinshan could react, Shen Jiang said again: "Your Majesty, madam, it's getting late, and the little ones have to continue to rush to work. I'm sorry that the little ones can't accompany you any longer."

Xiao Ting squinted at Shen Jiangcai with deep cold eyes, stretched out his hand to hold the tender hand, "Indeed, madam, it's time for us to go back."

After finishing speaking, he pulled warmth out of the wooden workshop.

Warmth is not an innocent little girl. Xiao Tingshen's sudden face change can be understood after a while in his head.

This guy—

Jealous?
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Dinner was pasta, Xiao Tingshen didn't seem to have a very good appetite, so he didn't eat much.

It's warmth. After walking all the way, I was so hungry.

In addition, there is ice in the room, which is cooler than outside, and her appetite is even better.

Seeing that she was eating happily, Xiao Ting didn't affect her, so he waited until she had finished eating before asking: "Are you full?"

"Well, I'm so full." She exclaimed tenderly.

"I can't sleep right away if I'm too full, let's exercise?"

"Okay, then go out for a walk, walk around at night to digest food and sleep without gaining weight."

"Well," Xiao Tingshen nodded solemnly, but came over with both hands and hugged him directly into his arms, and walked quickly to the bedroom, "Let's change the way, you can still digest food when you are on it."

The next moment, warmth was thrown into the soft bed.

...

The moment the soft and hot breath touched her lips, the warmth instantly understood the meaning of Xiao Ting's deep words.

what……

Xiao Tingshen has completely changed.

Xiao Tingshen adhered to the style of not wasting time, was diligent and conscientious, and stayed up all night, as if there would be no chance if he didn't do it again.

In fact, it is a chain reaction after being jealous.

tsk...

Before the time came, Xiao Tingshen got up, and the woman in his arms was exhausted, sleeping soundly.He leaned over and kissed the center of her brow, with reluctance flashing across her deep brows like the sea, he carefully pulled his arm from under her neck, picked up the clothes and put on them conveniently, and went out of the room.

Outside the main room, General Ma and two hundred elites waited for a long time.

Xiao Ting's deep and stern eyes glanced at everyone, got on his horse, and quietly left the main room.

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in the room.

"Cen Xia, help me take off my clothes." Warmth opened her eyes at some point, and called out in a hoarse voice.

It was not yet dawn, but her eyes were extremely clear.

Cen Xia, who was standing outside the door, heard the movement and pushed the door in. "Girl, it's still early, you can sleep a little longer."

"he's gone?"

Cen Xia: "Yes."

"Help me change my clothes, and I'll see him off." Wenqing sat up from the bed, and it seemed that his breath still remained in the quilt.

Cen Xia stood still and did not move immediately.

"Go quickly."

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The tall gate of Wubao opened, Xiao Tingshen rode a tall red horse, and led the crowd out of the gate.

It's about telepathy between husband and wife.

Xiao Ting turned back quickly and looked towards the watchtower on Wubao.

Dawn comes early in summer.

Under the bright sky, a petite figure stood in the tower, waving gently at him.

A light flashed in Xiao Ting's deep and gentle eyes, and complex emotions flashed in his heart.

"It's Madam." General Ma said.

Xiao Ting pulled back his reluctant gaze, and when he looked forward again, his eyes were as cold and resolute as a scabbard, "Let's go!"

Raising the whip in his hand, he only heard a "drive--"

The sound of horseshoes went away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wen Qing waited until he could not see Xiao Tingshen's figure before looking away, feeling empty in his heart.

Cen Xia looked at the girl's slightly pale face and said, "Girl, go back and rest?"

Looking at the slightly pale sky tenderly, when I came all the way, I saw many farmers already busy in the fields, and said in a low voice: "the sleepiness is gone, let's go around and go back."

Cen Xia nodded and said, "Okay."

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The government office of Beiliangcheng County.

The news that Xiao Ting's deep legs resumed walking quickly reached the ears of the old lady as if he had grown wings.

The old matriarch looked at the letter with tears streaming down his face, and muttered in his mouth: "Okay, okay...my grandson is a lucky one."

Momo, who was standing aside, saw the old matriarch's mood swings violently, and asked worriedly, "Tailord, what's so happy about it?"

The old matriarch handed the letter in his hand to Momo, "I'll show you, it's the letter sent by Liang Momo, saying that Tingshen's leg has recovered and everything is fine on Wubao."

Hearing that, Momo's eyes lit up, "Really? Taijun, that's really great!"

The old lady let out a long sigh of relief, "Yes, it's a good thing! However, Tingshen's leg recovered and he went to the border."

The old lady let out another long sigh when she said this.

The Xiao family man was born for the battlefield.

It was a happy thing, but seeing that the old matriarch was only relieved for a while and then fell into a deep sigh, he couldn't bear it, so he changed the subject and said: "Majesty, this is a good thing. When the eldest lady of the Shen family comes again, I will take it to you." Tell her the good news. The eldest son has been gone for so long, and the eldest girl often talks with you, so it is hard for her."

The old matriarch relaxed her brows, "Yes, I want to tell Qingli." After a pause, he said again: "However, Liang Momo said in the letter that Ting Shen had married a wife in Wubao, and his legs recovered. It was also that girl who took good care of her, if Qingli finds out about this, she might be saddened."

"Marry a wife?" Momo comforted, "If the son says he will marry a wife, he will marry a wife? How can we say that he is also a prominent figure in Beiliang, and this wife is not allowed to be hired by three matchmakers? With an identity like the son's, how many people do you have by your side?" The girl who warms the bed is also a natural thing. Miss Shen is a noble girl, how can she be compared with those girls? It is the girl's blessing to be able to take care of the son. It is the worst thing for Miss Shen to marry the son. Wouldn’t it be okay to just give me another name?”

After the old matriarch heard this, the worries in her heart disappeared in an instant, "You are right. I will talk about this matter with Qingli when she comes."

Say Cao Cao is here, and Cao Cao will be there.

The concierge communicated that Miss Shen arrived.

The old matriarch and Momo looked at each other with smiles on their brows and eyes, then looked towards the door, and saw Shen Qingli walking in gracefully wearing a light orange long gown.

Shen Qingli greeted the old lady with a bright smile on her face.

The old lady is in high spirits on happy occasions, the creases around her eyes are deep, and she invites people to sit beside her.

Shen Qingli said sweetly: "Grandma has encountered something happy, look at her complexion has improved a lot today."

The old lady said happily: "Nothing can be hidden from Qingli's eyes, there is a happy event."

"Oh? It's better to have fun alone than to have fun with everyone. Grandma told me to listen."

The old lady stared at Shen Qingli's small face, "It's Ting Shen."

Shen Qingli's heart tightened, and she hurriedly said, "How is your son?"

"Good thing, Qingli, don't worry, Tingshen's leg is healed."

Shen Qingli froze immediately, her face was full of astonishment, she stared straight at the expression of the old matriarch, fearing that she would miss the slightest, her eyes turned red suddenly, "Is it true?"

Seeing her like this, the old lady felt a sharp pain in her heart, and nodded vigorously, "Well, it's absolutely true!"

Shen Qingli happily stood up from her seat, "Grandma, I'll go back and tell my father right away that my father has no reason to prevent me from being with the son anymore, grandma, I'm so happy."

Shen Qingli said that tears just fell down like this.

It seemed as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances in her heart.

Seeing her pitiful appearance, the old lady patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

Shen Qingli said excitedly: "Grandma, I finally waited, and I knew that the son is fine."

The old matriarch followed Shen Qingli and nodded in response: "Yes yes yes..."

Shen Qingli said again: "Grandma, I'm going back to the mansion right now, I'm going to Mobei to find the eldest son."

Seeing her saying that the wind is the rain, the old lady said angrily: "It's so beautiful, don't be in a hurry."

"How can we not be in a hurry? Grandma, you don't know. I am going to fly to Mobei with all my heart. Grandma, I am so happy. It just so happens that my younger brother Qingling is going to Pan He to say goodbye, and Mobei leaves again. Pan He is not far away, and I happened to go with him."

The old lady hesitated and said, "But..."

But he was pulled by Momo beside him.

The old matriarch turned her eyes and met Momo's pointed eyes, after all, she did not tell Shen Qingli about Xin Zhongtingshen's marriage.

After a pause, he only said: "Well, it's good to go and have a look, you young people can talk only after seeing each other."

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(End of this chapter)