The daily routine of wearing a book and abusing literature to cultivate a scholar and Xiaoxianggong

Chapter 95

"Miss Li! Miss Li!" Xiao Xizi shouted loudly after chasing after Li Xiaodao who was sprinting away.

When Li Xiaodao heard the shout and looked back, he realized that he was too nervous, and he didn't stop when he reached Xiao Xizi's place and kept walking.

She touched her chest with her hand and took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down her fast heartbeat.

"Miss Li, what's the matter with you? It's like someone is chasing you from behind. You walked straight forward, and you couldn't even scream." Xiao Xizi said doubtfully, rubbing the horse's head, and then patted the horse's face. , telling it to go home.

"Uh...it's nothing, let's go back," Li Xiaodao climbed into the carriage after finishing speaking, and sat upright.

After arriving home, Li Xiaodao went straight back to his yard, Xiao Xizi unhasted the horse, drove the horse back to the shed, and asked the man to feed it some fodder and water.

"Why didn't the little lady from Pei Xiucai's family come today? Didn't she come to the stables to feed the horses a few days ago, and sometimes chat with the horses, which makes me want to laugh! You think this beast can Do you understand people..." Li Xiaoxin's horse feeder started to take care of one more horse next door. He earned a lot of money every month and was in a good mood. While working, he followed Xiao Xizi who came to deliver the horse. chatted.

"Miss Li went straight back to the next door today. I don't know what she saw at the pier. She seemed to be quite frightened." Xiao Xizi patted the horse's body, "Brother, I'll leave it to you. I'll go to the medical hall to drink some tea and wait." I'm doing my afternoon errands," he waved to the little brother who raised the horse, and entered the hospital through the back door.

"Okay——" the little brother responded, and turned to pick up the fodder.

When Li Xiaodao arrived at home, he picked up the kettle on the charcoal stove and poured a cup of hot water, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

Finally slowed down.Only after she drank the water did she feel that the translation in the morning made her mouth dry.

Home, safe, don't think about that man anymore.

After drinking water and sitting for a while, Li Xiaodao finally regained his composure.

The hot water in the kettle is boiled in the kitchen in the morning, and after being poured into the kettle, it is put on the charcoal stove in the hall to keep warm.

When Li Xiaodao left in the morning, he didn't add charcoal to the charcoal stove, and now the fire is almost out.

She quickly threw a few pieces of charcoal into it, poked it with a fire stick, hoping to light it, otherwise she had to go to the kitchen to light up the firewood, and then throw the charcoal into it to re-ignite.

It has to be said that during the time when Xianggong was not at home, Li Xiaodao's housework became more and more handy.

"Great progress!" Li Xiaodao saw the charcoal gradually igniting in the ashes, and couldn't help boasting to himself with his hips on his hips.

It was already noon, and Li Xiaodao's stomach was growling with hunger. She hurried to the second floor to change into her home clothes, put on a homemade apron, and was ready to go to the kitchen to work on lunch.

Let’s just eat something simple for one person. There is still some leftover rice from yesterday’s steamed rice. Today, I just make fried rice with eggs, add some mushrooms, green vegetables, and cut some dried meat, and fry it into a pot of mixed fried rice. It is simple, nutritious and delicious.

Speaking of this apron, Li Xiaodao has always had this idea, but she was helpless when she was in Baima Village. She was really not good at tailoring, and her mother had already worked hard to make cotton jackets for them, so she felt embarrassed to bother her.Later, when Cook Wang came over to make breakfast in the morning, Li Xiaodao would sometimes help out in the kitchen. The two chatted. Buzhuang bought the cheapest coarse cloth, learned to make it with Cook Wang, and finally made it.

The apron is put in from the neck and then tied with a rope around the waist, which can protect the whole area below the neck. It is a practical item.

Li Xiaodao gave one to Cook Wang and kept two for himself.

One piece is red and the other is blue, the red one is for her, and the blue one is for my husband. When he comes back, he can put it on while working without fear of staining his clothes.

After lunch, Li Xiaodao didn't take a nap. He went out all morning, and the tasks of practicing calligraphy and throwing the knife have not been completed yet, and he doesn't know if he will come to errands in the afternoon. In ancient times, he couldn't stay up late at night, so he still kept his sleep. sleep at night!
Sure enough, Li Xiaodao had just practiced calligraphy for a while in the afternoon, when Boss Wan sent someone to bring a thick stack of paper.

There is no need to go out in the afternoon, but I have to translate the thick list of goods on the Fanren ship.Boss Wan said that Mr. Gou, the general manager, had translated these lists before, but only a small part could be translated, and he was not sure whether it was correct, so Li Xiaodao needed to translate it again.

Li Xiaodao looked through it roughly, and the translation was not difficult. It was even more difficult for her to transcribe all these ancient Western words on paper with a brush, and then write them all in Chinese.

She translates fast, but she writes very slowly!It's not impossible to write quickly, but she doesn't know the words she writes.

Moreover, it is extremely difficult to write letters with a brush, and the nib is always disobedient. For example, when Xianggong disguised herself as a man and was arrested to answer the paper for the entrance examination last time, she wanted to write Spanish on the paper, but she turned the nib to the left. She was about to slide down; she let the nib of the pen write a stroke horizontally to the right, and the nib of the pen would go down and down to the right obliquely. In the end, what was written was not like a word, but like an abstract painting.The nib of this brush always has a mind of its own.

What's more difficult is that the characters should not be too large, and the characters should be written in dense and small lowercase letters, otherwise it will waste paper and make people laugh.This is difficult for Li Xiaodao.

At the beginning, Xianggong taught her brush calligraphy. He said that he should first write capital letters to practice fonts and strokes, and then practice small letters. During these days, she has been practicing mainly capital letters, and she hasn't practiced small letters very well. What should I do?

But the job has already been taken over, the money and the carriage have been collected, so I can't ask the boss to say that you can assign me a secretary who specializes in writing, right?

This time the duck has to be put on the shelves.Try writing small letters directly.

Li Xiaodao sighed, laid out the first piece of paper, and was about to start writing the first word.

But when she actually wrote the pen, she unexpectedly felt that the tip of the pen was more obedient than the last exam in the academy?
The method taught by Xianggong is really useful!

She finished writing a word, and then wrote down the first Chinese character for translation.

Although it is still a bit ugly with a dark stroke and a shallow stroke, but at least I can recognize what the word is.

I remember that when she first started to practice, she hadn't practiced capital letters at that time, and the small letters she wrote were sometimes so blurred that she couldn't tell what the characters were, and it made her husband laugh.

"If you encounter a character with many strokes, write it a little bigger. I hope Boss Wan will not laugh at me," Li Xiaodao joked to himself.

Now she has basically memorized the writing of traditional Chinese characters, and if she forgets it occasionally, she will look it up in the book. Next, as long as she has practiced the brush calligraphy well, she will not be afraid of anything when doing work.

This list of goods is not just about the number of items. Some people think that the people of Da Yuchao have never seen the items. The explanation and usage are also briefly noted at the back. Li Xiaodao spent the whole afternoon in the room translating the list. But still not finished.

On the morning of the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, Li Xiaodao continued to do this writing work, and it took another half morning to finish it.

As a result, as soon as the work was finished, Boss Wan came to deliver another message.

(End of this chapter)