A piece of paper

Chapter 53
Because old man Li Sanshun's poor imagination couldn't accurately describe the appearance of matts in his mind for a while, and Chen Jianfang was already seated at the head with a cloth bag.

The "bang" sound when Chen Jianfang placed the inkstone was equivalent to the bell ringing for class.

Xian Jin, the self-proclaimed monitor of the class, could only suppress the excitement in his heart, and spent the second class absent-mindedly, full of thoughts of making money.

Chen Jianfang is at the top, reciting "Cold comes and summer goes, harvest in autumn and store in winter" in a gentle voice.

Xian Jin was at the bottom, shaking his head and following, "Money comes and goes, hiding in places".

The little girl's crisp voice was hidden in the large army, but Chen Jianfang caught it all at once.

What is hiding in Tibet.
Chen Jianfang borrowed the book and lowered his eyes to hide his smile.

I don't know what to say, shit doesn't make sense.

At the end of the second class, Chen Jianfang checked and accepted yesterday's results by dictation. After seeing everyone's harvest, Chen Juzi told everyone very calmly that he decided to change the teaching method, ". Learn eight characters a day, and then it depends on the situation."

Xian Jin took the dictation paper and read it.

When she was in school, her worst subject was geography. How bad was it?During the college entrance examination, there were [-] multiple-choice questions on geography, and if she answered one question correctly, she answered one question correctly!Her college entrance examination volunteers can go to a higher level!
And two or three of the papers were worse than her geography papers—all [-] characters were wrong, and the mistakes were ridiculous. The word "Tian" was all wrong, and it was clearly written as "Yao", so you don't even need to read it. , must be the masterpiece of Tuesday Dog.

tender.

Yay your sister.

Xian Jin was about to die of anger from Tuesday Dog and those leg pendants.

The cultural class of physical education students is really annoying!
Among them, the one who got the best answer turned out to be the test paper of the kid named Sheng Suo'er - [-] out of [-] characters were written correctly, except for the word "Ying", which was written a little more, and the rest of the characters were neatly written stroke by stroke. Although there is no stroke, it is horizontal and vertical, and the font structure is harmonious.

What a talent!

Thanks to Suo'er's existence, this team doesn't look so ashamed in front of the star of hope.

Xian Jin touched the lock excitedly, and then put the paper on the lock in front of Zhou Zhougou, heartbroken, "...I'm not afraid of ignorance, but I'm afraid of comparing goods."

On Tuesday, a dog’s skin is thicker than a city wall. “People are more angry than others, and their lives are more important than their lives. Anger makes them sick.”

Xian Jin was expressionless: "A person has a face, a tree has a skin."

On Tuesday, the dog lay down and mocked, and persuaded Xian Jin, "The tree has taken root, and the anger will hurt the body."

Xianjin: "."

When you were studying, why didn't you react so quickly!

When chatting with the boss battle folks, you are No.1!

Physical education students are bad at homework, specialize in art, and their old profession is still the top in the industry. They get together, listen to Xian Jin's description, and watch Xian Jin take out a reed pen and crooked on the paper He drew several grids obliquely, and nodded again and again to show that he understood.

On Tuesday, the dog turned into a product manager and summed up the requirements of Party A, ".It is for the students who are just enlightened to practice calligraphy-people are serious, and scholars who have passed the examination of scholars and scholars can't use this thing. They have their own. With a ruler, the size and spacing of each word is counted, and it is more regular if you write it by hand than if you deliberately use a ruler to compare it."

Xian Jin pondered for a while, remembering the few words that Chen Jianfang wrote casually on the white paper.

indeed.

A line of characters is on one line both horizontally and vertically.

He also does not need to rely on the dotted line box in matts to lay out the font structure.

Xian Jin nodded.

After Li Sanshun understood it, he thought about it and said, "The paper can be used for four feet of Xuan Xuan. After the alumni are familiar with Xuan Xuan, it is best to insert Xuan Xuan. The paper is hard and crisp and does not smear ink. Because it is only made for tracing red and practicing calligraphy, ink pens are used on paper. The requirements for thick, light, dry and wet are not high, so dozens of sheets are bound into one volume, which can be written after opening, and there is no need to worry about ink bleeding on the next sheet."

The old man Li Sanshun directly traced the matt and rice grids on the red paper, and imagined it as a binding red book!

Xian Jin nodded repeatedly!

Yes Yes Yes!
This is the truth!
"The style of study is prevalent in Southern Zhili, and countless children start learning every year! Practicing calligraphy is a big deal! If we can popularize the red tracing paper, this item can become a long-term long-term business for our Chen Ji! "

Xian Jin was very happy.

How many scholars are there in Nanzhili a year?They can't touch this number.But just from the Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard, we can know that this number must be huge. There are still three to 400 people in the Xiaoxiaoshan Courtyard in Xiaoxiaojing County. What about the entire Xuanzhou Prefecture?What about the entire Huai'an Mansion?What about the whole of Zhili?

Let’s take the thin and handsome jurengong from Chen’s parent’s room as an example. He came to Kaimeng and taught sixteen characters a day, and each word was required to be written fifty times. That is
It's hundreds of words!

A four-foot piece of paper, if you write large characters, can only accommodate sixty or seventy characters, if you assign a homework of six hundred characters, then you need ten sheets of tracing paper a day!

Those who concentrate on studying and look forward to the imperial examination will have more demands, not less!

This paper can be sold!
Steamed by the steam rising from the workshop, Li Sanshun's heart warmed as he heard it.

Just do it!

The premise of selling paper is that they can do it.

The four-foot sandwich Xuan is easy to say, the task list is called to Xiaocao Village, and the dog sits in the town on Tuesday and guards it for three days. Then he uses the raw rice in the warehouse, uses a wool brush, and brushes two parts of alum, three parts of gelatin, and five parts. The water alum made from bletilla striata is boiled three times and then dried naturally to become Shuxuan.

When I got the hard, crisp, thick and non-bleeding ink, Master Li Sanshun went to a printing workshop in person.

This printing workshop, the original business, is not very popular-the romance books of you and me, Qingqing and me were born here.

Nowadays, the sages in the palace are more and more inclined to the self-contained Confucian way, and they naturally want to kill these deviant and demagogic "porn books" quickly.

The printing workshop has been out of business for four or five months, and now Mr. Li Sanshun came to the door with Shuxuan in his arms. Murder and arson, road robbery, kidnapping and extortion, immortal jumping, setting fire and hoarding, not doing beauty bureaus, but doing everything else.”

Xianjin:.
It can be seen that this boss is really difficult.

In the poor time without business, he probably thought about the most profitable business in the world.
Today's engraving and movable type printing have developed very advanced. Xian Jin explained the concept concisely, and then took out a four-foot Xuan with red ink to outline the matts in proportion, and asked to proofread according to the regulations.

The boss pondered for a while with the samples, and took out several wooden molds and carving knives. With great skill, the wooden molds instantly turned into embossed boards, and then compared them to the samples. Red dye, put a four-foot spread on the wooden instrument, and press the handle down.

The boss took out Si Chi Xuan and handed it to Xian Jin for inspection, "...Is it like this?"

Wow.

The wisdom of the ancient Chinese children is infinite.

Xian Jin only said a few words, and only took out the proof draft, and others could copy it one by one
Xian Jin's admiring expression successfully amuses the owner of the printing workshop.

The boss said proudly, "You, it's not difficult at all! When our business was the best, we carved three scripts in one night!"

Printing three books in one night, the high yield is like a sow!
The boss showed off in a low voice, "Let's not talk too much, which household in Jing County doesn't have a copybook printed by our family under the bed?" Really Handsome"... are all our masterpieces."

Xian Jin wiped his forehead.

Disrespect and disrespect, she doesn't know gold inlaid with jade, but she doesn't know that this is the biggest entertainment outlet in Jing County.

The boss does all kinds of business. From another perspective, it proves that he has excellent business ability.

But under Xian Jin's repeated request, the boss vowed that when printing Chen Ji's tracing red book, even if the entertainment limelight passed and the situation slowed down, he would never print romance novels with one machine and print red tracing workbooks with the same machine—— How divisive it is!
Let the parents of Kaimeng students know that there used to be a series of "The Temptation of the Concubine" next to their son's tracing red book. Xian Jin was afraid that the child's mother would be so angry that she couldn't bring it up in one breath. Isn't it the real "Temptation of the Concubine"?
This risk must be avoided.

The printing workshop moved extremely fast, printing and binding more than [-] four-foot matts in one night.

The goods are available, how can I sell them?
Chen Ji expressed his views and brainstormed in the backyard.

Xianjin is mainly responsible for the mind, and the others are responsible for the storm—

Li Sanshun is conservative, "...just put it in the store and sell it slowly, people come and go, what we do is word of mouth, good things will always come out ahead."

Dong Guanshi put the word "profit" first, "It's not right, we invested nearly 100 taels of silver in this trip. If we take our time, when will we get back the money? You must remember that Xiaocao Village is a monthly cash payment."

Then the two of them fought madly and violently.

On Tuesday, the dog buried his head and did not speak.

Xian Jin walked over to see that this guy was still copying his homework.

Holding the bowl, Mama Zhang muttered, "Whether you sell paper or not, you have to eat something." She stretched her hand from Xian Jin's armpit to Xian Jin's mouth, "Ah—these oranges are so sweet."

Xian Jin swallowed the orange in one gulp expressionlessly.

have to eat.

If she didn't eat it, she was afraid that Mama Zhang would pry her mouth in public.

Xian Jin folded his hands on his chest, chewing oranges while staring at the stack of red tracing books in front of him, which was half the height of a person, with thousands of sails running through his mind, as if he had grasped something.

"Go directly to the academy."

Chen Jianfang was carrying a white cloth bag as usual.

it's getting dark.

He was at the corner of the wall, waiting for the person for a long time, but he didn't arrive. When he came to Chen Ji, he saw that the lights in the store and the backyard were brightly lit, and he knew that the people in this room were "detained" again.

As soon as they came in, as expected, everyone sat with a sad face.

The little girl crossed her arms and looked at the tracing red book in front of her, as if she was looking at a mountain of gold that hadn't exploded yet.

Chen Jianfang whispered softly, "Since the scholars need it, why don't you go directly to the academy to do business? The scholars need to buy, and Chen Ji needs to sell. It hits it off, and the two sides are comfortable."

Xian Jin moved his mouth.

Don't go directly to the school, is it because they don't like it...

The last time I set up a stall to sell "blind bags" at the entrance of Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard, didn't I get accused of "setting up a trick to cheat students out of money"!

Later, Sun Shun's incident happened again. Although they were not at fault, they didn't dare to make mistakes in public.

Chen Jianfang said in a flat voice, "If you need someone to recommend, the head of the Qingcheng Mountain Academy is my mentor. Tomorrow, I will be a go-between for Shopkeeper He."

　I am not a writer who likes spoilers. I am loyal to the outline, to the characters, and to the character design. As for the hero, I can only guarantee that everything serves the plot.

　　So everyone... just love cash cubs, men are not important hahaha.Misread the time today... procrastinating until now to post this post... woohoo~
　　
　
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