A piece of paper

Students came in one after another in the thatched hut. When they saw Xian Jin, they reacted roughly the same way. They were stunned for a moment, and then they blushed.

Xianjin: "."

I know, I know that she is in the Library Pavilion in the mountain courtyard.

Those who didn't know, thought she had fallen into the pansi hole of a male college student.

The bell rang three more times, and there were more and more people in the library in the hut. Rao Xianjin was thick-skinned and knowledgeable enough, but he couldn't resist the half-hearted gazes of the male college students. He looked down at the files again, There are more than 4000 words in classical Chinese, even if it is a dot reader, you still have to give some time for translation, right?

There are book covers on the left and right, so you can come if you have nothing to do, Xian Jin simply closes the file and prepares to leave.

Qiao Hui glanced at the dossier that had been solemnly re-framed, and his heart was agitated. He lowered his voice and said, ".What are you looking at?"

The surrounding area was quiet, and Xian Jin also lowered his voice, "The advice given to me by the head of the mountain."

Qiao Hui concealed the smile on the corner of his mouth, "Then what do you think of the writing?"

Embarrassed by gold.

It's hard to judge.

Qiao Shanchang is a flower hunter, what kind of dung beetle is she?

Qiao Hui coughed lightly, frowned, and said solemnly, "It's enough to say what you have to say, and you can be a teacher without arrogance, and you can learn by yourself."

Xian Jin had already stood up, but was stopped by Qiao Hui, and he heard him crackling, the eyes of the male college students around were like entangled spider webs, trying to catch her, the dung beetle,
Xian Jin was going to put on a top hat hastily and run away, but he looked down at the three-folded file
Qiao Shanchang wrote so many words.
Even sent it to her specially, let her see
If she flattered her at will, wouldn't it be a disappointment to the head of the mountain?
Xian Jin thought for a while, but decided to follow his heart, and said in a low voice, "The article is very good, the writing is gorgeous, the words are precise, and the structure is clear, but there is a little bit."

Xian Jin paused.

Qiao Hui let out a "hmm".

Xian Jin smiled, his eyes were bright and honest, and the smile reached his eyes, "Since it's a negotiation, then it's a matter of money. In the article, it seems that the concept of 'silver' is slightly limited. "

To put it bluntly, this article is very well written, citing scriptures, word by word, and explaining the extension of business from ancient times to the present very clearly. , has no great guiding significance.

Especially for Zhenjiazi like Xianjin, who has done business and made real money, this article is more ornamental than practical-it is equivalent to telling her when a good dish appeared, After several dynasties, how many people wrote poems and poems for this dish. You just didn’t tell her how to cook this dish.

In the final analysis, the root cause is that the writers have no concept of money.

This is also a common problem of superiors or scholars.The Yiguanqian in the article is clearly written. It can buy a few knives of paper, a square inkstone, and several ancient books; but it is not clear that Yiguanqian can buy three stones of rice, a dozen pots of soybean oil, and half a fan of pigs. Give a pair of kidneys and a pot of blood
Shang is not only the business of the upper class, but also the business of the lower Liba people.

An article on "business" should take both poles into consideration.

Xian Jin clicked to the end, but felt that he was overstepping, and smiled with Qiao Hui, "My humble opinion, it's not worth mentioning!" While talking, he packed up his things, took out two more books, and borrowed them out smoothly with the book covers .

The girl's back is slender and straight, fully worthy of that bright and beautiful face.

When the back completely disappeared, the male college students in Pansi Cave, Qiqi, let out a long breath.

Qiao Hui pursed his lips tightly, thinking carefully about what Xian Jin said.

Someone with good intentions finally asked Qiao Hui, "Qiao Dajieyuan, although this girl's clothes are not good, but her appearance is top-notch, which girl is it? Why do you come to our mountain courtyard to read? Is it your cousin? Cousin? Cousin? Cousin? Cousin? Auntie?"

Almost finished guessing the kinship of the young female relatives, Qiao Hui looked away, raised his eyebrows, and said concisely, "It's your mother."

Xianjin came out of the mountain courtyard, the sky in the west was ablaze with fire and clouds, and the sun was shining brightly. When he entered the shop, two middle-aged men dressed as scholars were holding tracing red books and asking Guanshi Dong carefully.

".This grid seems to be printed with red ink? If the ink smudges on it, wouldn't the two colors be dyed together?"

Director Dong explained with a smile, "You can rest assured that this red ink is carefully selected, and it dries as soon as it dries. Even if you pour a basin of water on it, you won't get dizzy."

The middle-aged people looked at each other and laughed, "I only know that Chen Ji's papermaking technology is exquisite, but I don't know that printing, printing and dyeing are also dabbled in?"

Director Dong laughed and said, "Thank you for the prize! There are specialties in the art industry, one in printing, and others."

"Director Dong!"

After Xian Jin put the cloth bag under the counter, he interrupted Guanshi Dong's words loudly, walked in three steps at a time, walked to the side of the two, and pushed Guanshi away with a smile, "Master Li seems to have been Looking for you, would you like to go in and have a look?"

Director Dong was taken aback for a moment, seeing Jin's face, he immediately said yes, and walked towards the workshop in the backyard.

Xian Jin took over, scanning the two middle-aged men invisibly.

The hemp blue straight-embroidered gown is made of Songjiang Prefecture's fabric, which is not very expensive. It is indeed often worn by scholars. They wear a pair of wide-mouthed blue cloth shoes. The uppers are very new, and they seem to be cut from the same cloth as the straight-embellished gown. .

This is a new outfit.

Xian Jin withdrew his gaze, followed Guanshi Dong's words with a smile and introduced, "... If you are worried that the paper and ink of this tracing red book will smudge, then you must put your heart in your stomach. Our tracing red book will last seven days a day. If the [-] copies are sold out, if it’s not good, someone would have knocked on the door a long time ago!”

Xian Jin opened the tracing red book and asked the two of them to touch the material, "Touch this paper, what material is it used for, I won't go into details, everyone is knowledgeable, if it's not a good thing, how dare we touch it?" Zhang Sichixuan cut and sewed it into a tracing red book, and sold it for fifty cash?"

Following Xian Jin's words, the two touched it with their hands.

One of them nodded again and again, "Jialian Shuxuan is suitable for tracing red books, strong and thick."

Another busy elbow bumped it.

As if he hadn't heard of it, Xian Jin lowered his head and sorted out the papers on the chest of drawers.

The two asked for a long time, most of them were technical questions, such as how long can it take to make a hundred tracing books?Are you looking for a printing workshop in Jing County?How much time and manpower does it take to cut and bind a tracing book?
Xian Jin talked about him, seeming to answer everything, but in fact he didn't say anything dry-"The time is not fixed, if you have time, you can do more, if you don't have time, you can do less." "Printing workshop in Jing County It’s not bad, the printing workshop in Huai’an Mansion next door also has some real things” “There is no fixed number of this, sometimes it takes three to five days, sometimes six or seven days, sometimes it takes two or three people, sometimes one person is enough.”
The two dawdled around looking around in the store, and finally bought a tracing red book and left.

Suo'er never speaks behind anyone's back, she is a frank and straightforward little girl, and her face was flushed red by those two, "Are you funny!? I walked around the shopkeeper all afternoon and asked [-] questions. Problem, as a result, I bought two notebooks!"

Xian Jin knew it well, and when the two men left, he sent Tuesday Dog to follow him closely. Now, as soon as Tuesday Dog entered the store, he was so angry that one Buddha rose to heaven, and the other Buddha went out of his body, "I followed those two people and kidnapped three dogs. Street, two corners, where do you think they ended up going?"

"Other lines of paper."

Xian Jin moved out the account books since he took over the Jing County workshop, and while he was planning to calculate the accounts, he casually replied to Zhou Zhougou, "Let me guess, is it Fushun Paper Company? Or Song Ji Paper Company? I guess it is Song Ji, Their family and our family have always been at loggerheads, and now that our tracing books are selling like crazy, how can their family not be willing to share a piece of the pie?"

On Tuesday, the dog spat hard on the ground, and said viciously, "Shameless thing! You came to inquire about the news!"

Xian Jin did not raise his eyes, and spoke calmly, "Spit everywhere, and you will be fined ten cents. Lord Dog, the half of the money you saved in the shop was already deducted because of your typo. Now that you add the ten cents, you still have to pay for it." I owe the store eighteen cents. I'll give you a zero, and you owe the store twenty cents."

Dogs are sad and angry Tuesday.

Not only sad and angry, but also wronged.

He is just a vulgar person, it doesn't count that he has worked so hard to learn to write, and he is not allowed to spit!

How did he show his anger so rudely?
Write a poem to condemn Song Ji! ?

The dog on Tuesday glared at him, but Xian Jin was unmoved and thought about it. After a while, the dog on Tuesday took out the handkerchief silently, knelt down and wiped the floor clean.

Li Sanshun silently turned his head away.

Spineless stuff!

See how he has a memory, after he was fined for spitting for the first time, he never spit in the store again!

Steward Dong slapped his thigh, "Ouch", and suddenly realized, "No wonder those two asked everything as soon as they came in, wanting to know everything! They just asked us how this thing is made? How much did it cost? How much did it sell?"

Director Dong has always set himself the standard of being close to retirement, not to take the initiative to cause trouble, to pass through the gap year in Jing County smoothly, and to be gentle and tolerant to people and things, but now he is so angry that the three hairs on the top of his head stand on end.

"Shameless! Really shameless!"

"Are they trying to learn how to make our tracing books?!"

Steward Dong glared angrily, putting pressure on Xian Jin, "Sister Jin, how can we just sit and wait for death!"

Xian Jin is still reckoning.

Now she has completely rectified the income and expenditure of the shop in Jingxian County, using the four-corner account that shocked Mrs. Qu back then. The income, expenditure, and loan are completely separated, and the daily flow is made, so that the cash is settled every day, and it will be settled every fifty years. In other words, once the 50 taels of silver are sold, they will be packaged and deposited in the public account, and basically no longer be used.

Director Dong was from his hometown for many years, and it was like teaching abacus. Xian Jin had taught him this method of collecting and keeping accounts twice, but after three days of doing it himself, Director Dong had already mastered it thoroughly.

An account book is well-regulated and easy to manage.

It didn't take much effort for Xian Jin to calculate the total of the income and expenditure from year to year.

In two or three months, Chen Ji made a lot of money by borrowing the "blind bag" and the tracing red book. Today's net income is around 600 taels. Except for the next balance of Xiao Caocun and Boss Shang, there is still money left on the book. More than three hundred taels of cash.

Xian Jin let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled, "What should we do? We can't help it. Things like tracing red books are not like Liuzhang or Bazhangxuan. If you have them in your hand, you can have them. If you don't have them, you don't have them. It’s complicated, finding a good printing workshop is very simple, if Song Ji is willing, a batch of trace red books can be put on the market for sale in at most ten days.”

These days, there is no patent protection law.

This boring loss, you have to eat it if you don’t eat it.

Director Dong was so angry that he whistled, "Then let them mess around?!"

Xian Jin shook his head with a smile, "Of course not. If he wants to play tricks, let's go out and kill him."

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