A piece of paper

Master Gao unconsciously rubbed his trousers with his palms, looked up at the yard awkwardly and vaguely—the yard behind Chen Ji’s shop was paved with green bricks, and a big cherry tree was planted, the branches extended to the blue tiles and white walls, under the branches A deep well, beside the deep well, there is a small elm wood table, on which there is a small red clay stove, roasting peanuts, oranges and a small piece of glutinous rice cake.

It's really just like what the little girl said An An Yi Yi.

Master Gao was a little at a loss, and even more... ashamed of seeing the world.

He was in Song Ji, not to mention drinking tea in the backyard, but he couldn’t easily go to the front of the store. The young master had studied books for several years, and he was a bit sour as a scholar. The taste, even the three meals in normal times, the coolie master in the workshop and the manager who writes and settles accounts in the shop have their own meals.

He has never seen the courtesy and leisure of drinking tea, cakes and fruits under the tree and by the well.

Look at the Uncle Dong in this little girl’s mouth, the other smaller girl behind Uncle Dong, and the dog on Tuesday—he knows this one, and it’s the younger generation brought by Li Sanshun. Things come and go and there are just a few.

These three people are all wearing uniform, clean and neat clothes
What do they have?

The ones in their workshop are always a tattered vest, while the ones in the shop are neatly tidied up.
Master Gao suddenly didn't know what to say, "Here... brothers called me to say thank you, thank you for ordering a table of dishes for us at noon..."

Xian Jin nodded with a smile, picked up the copper teapot, poured more than half of it for Master Gao, and said calmly, "It's nothing to worry about—making paper is delicate work, and it's even more laborious. Just eat a bowl at noon. How about Yangchun noodles? You have to eat some meat, and you will have the energy to fish for the bamboo curtain in the afternoon.”

Master Gao smiled reluctantly, "In these days, who can eat meat every day? You are the shopkeeper, and we are in the business. The old and the young are few in the family. If there are good things, they will be the first."

Xian Jin was obviously stunned, hesitating, and then said, "Chen Ji will pack lunch at noon, and if we haven't finished our work, we won't be able to leave at night, and we will also pack a dinner, with fruits, tea soup and four-color cakes every day."

Seemingly incredulous, he tentatively asked, "Could it be that Song Ji doesn't include rice, and there's no meat in the rice?"

Master Gao was also stunned, hesitating and not knowing how to answer.

Xian Jin added, "Besides, our Chen Ji's meals are all freshly delivered from the old house, we eat whatever the third master eats."

A regretful smile is attached, "I am keeping my filial piety now, and every time I see them gnawing their elbows seriously, my mouth is watering."

Master Gao is about to drool.

What kind of shop is this?
Include two meals.
And fruit?Tea soup?pastry?

The rice was cooked and delivered in my own house, and there were even elbows in it! ?
Sometimes the young owner gets greedy and is ready to go out to eat. He is embarrassed not to take them, so he orders a hard dish, mostly fish in sour soup or sliced ​​pork that he wants to eat, and a few more green leaves, radishes, and tofu. class of vegetarian dishes
After serving the table, the Young Master first pulled the hard vegetables to his side, and first scooped the dry food into his bowl with a spoon.

Then take vegetables, radishes, tofu and other side dishes and greet them to "eat, eat, eat".

In the end, I also shyly euphemistically said, "Every time I invite you out for dinner, you all eat some vegetables and side dishes. I am afraid of waste, so I can only work hard on meat dishes."

Over time, when the young master invited them to go out to eat at noon, no one would go again—they were all skillful, and they would not starve to death wherever they were placed. Who really lacked a plate of radishes and cabbage?
Master Gao couldn't help comparing Song Ji and Chen Ji, his mind couldn't turn for a while, and he rubbed his palms on his trouser legs, almost trying to find fire by drilling wood.

He didn't speak, neither did Xian Jin, just poured another cup of tea for Master Gao with a smile on his face.

Master Gao repeatedly declined, "Please, please—"

From you to you.

Xian Jin smiled amiably, "Master Gao just came here at this time, but is he off work?"

Master Gao’s mind was still on Chen Ji’s pork knuckle and Song Ji’s radish and cabbage, and he casually said, “I’m off work early in the morning! Business is bad these days, and I don’t have any paper to make. After grinding for four hours a day, I’m off work.”

No paper to do?
There is no capital and silver turnover to buy straw and sandalwood bark!

Xian Jin nodded and complained, "Then you are free. We, Chen Ji, have been working until the curfew these days, so we simply cleaned up the second floor of the store for the guys. Master Li has a room alone, and the young guys are alone. One room is convenient for them to rest."

More jobs means good business, and good business means making money
Master Gao couldn't help showing envy in his eyes.

Xian Jin raised his head, smiled and said to Guanshi Dong, "I heard Master Li complaining about me yesterday! ——Two days ago was the day when his twin grandsons entered the Yunling Mongolian School, and he was too busy to send them off. , sneaking out my words behind my back!"

Director Dong folded his hands on his belly, and responded very well and familiarly, "That's because old man Li is not sensible. Although he was caught in the workshop and didn't send it, you wrote a letter and sent it to At Master Qin’s office in the Mengguan, I asked him to take good care of Old Man Li’s two little grandchildren!”

The envy in Master Gao's eyes instantly turned into jealousy, and he burst out with a scorching light like an Ultraman, and the volume of his voice increased involuntarily, "What! Old man Li's two rat-like grandsons were sent to the Mongolian hall to study seriously?!"

Xian Jin smiled and said nothing.

Director Dong took the opportunity to answer, "Chen Ji has undertaken almost all the private schools in Jingxian County to trace the red books. Among them, Master Qin of Yunling Mengguan has a close personal relationship with the shopkeeper, and the shopkeeper sent Li Sanshun's two grandsons to the Mengguan. , not only is it easier to go in and study, but even Shuxiu is halved."

The light of Ultraman in Master Gao's eyes seemed to have a reality.

Director Dong added fuel to the flames, oh no, icing on the cake, "The entire Jing County knows that our shopkeeper not only has a good relationship with the Mengguan Private School, but also has a close relationship with the Qingcheng Mountain Academy - if the grandson of the old man Li Sanshun's family is competitive, he is indeed talented And if you are willing to work hard, our shopkeeper will act as a guarantee, and it will not be difficult to send those two to Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard."

Master Gao, we are about to transform.

He didn't know whether he was angry or excited, his hands were shaking.

Oh my god, what the hell kind of excitement is this!
Working to make ends meet, including three meals, as well as fruit cakes, too late to go home when you are tired, and a rest room, the most important thing. It can also solve the problem of children at home studying!
read!
Send it to the school, serious enlightenment!

Don't look at their group of paper-making masters, who paid a lot of money every month-he could get three taels of silver in Song Ji January, but what's the use of more money?He couldn't find a way to send his child to a serious education!

The guy in the family was worried day and night, so when he got home, he jumped up and twisted his ears, saying, "My son inherited his father's business and learned to make paper. He washed bark in Wuxi in winter and boiled hot water in the workshop in summer." , suffer all kinds of hardships! What should the grandson do? He also suffers from this hardship?"

The old god Xianjin was lying on the ground and half leaning on the back of the chair, watching Master Gao's old face turning red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple, counting three numbers silently in his heart, "three, two, one" immediately stood up and bowed Smiling and saying goodbye, "Forgive me, I still have some bills to pay. It's rare for Master Gao to come to Chen Ji. Why don't you ask Master Li to take him for a walk in the workshop and shop?"

After thinking about it, he added, "You and Master Li should be familiar, right?"

cooked.

Why are you unfamiliar!

They are about the same age, have about the same career, and his papermaking skill is half as good as that of Old Li, but the others are really the same - they all grew up in Jing County, and now they have worked in the paper business for more than [-] years. But much worse!
Lao Li's boss regarded him as a treasure, and used the word "please" when speaking; his boss felt that the bark smell all over his body was stinky and fishy.
Master Gao was led in by Guanshi Dong in a dazed manner.

As soon as Master Gao left, Suo'er and Zhou Zhougou's respectful shoulders instantly dropped, and Tuesday Dog stretched its elbows, looking at Master Gao's back with concern, "Will Master Li eat it?"

It is considered a strong opponent, will there be any worries about losing his status?

Xian Jin shook his head calmly, "I told Master Li early on that even if Gao was signed, he would only send Gao Ren to Xiaocao Village as a master."

If the stall expands in the future, Master Gao's seat will naturally be discussed again. By then, Li Gao will get used to it, and there will be no competition for taste.

Suo'er was worried about something different, "The shopkeeper, if we can poach him, others can pry him away too... After all, he is not familiar with him."

Xian Jin shrugged irresponsibly, pointed to the deep well in the yard, and said meaningfully, "Water has always flowed, the stream in the east and the well in the west, not a single drop of water is static - the water flows out frequently, First of all, we have to check ourselves, is our well narrow? Is it hot? There are fewer fish? The homework should be done ahead of time, instead of just worrying about someone leaving. "

Suo'er nodded half understanding.

Xian Jin looked at Tuesday Dog again.

Master Gou stared at the peanuts on the table with a mask on his face, and scratched his tight sleeves with his hands from time to time, looking like a demented muscular man.

Xianjin: "."

In the workshop, eight people really can't get together with one mind!