The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 373 Saburo, where did this go?

Although everyone didn't say anything because of the wages, they felt a little bit in their hearts. They always felt that they would inevitably be a head shorter than the Yang family after walking in the village, but now she understood it. Maybe she thought too much. Maybe it doesn't mean that at all, or if you are walking around in the neighborhood, if they are really high-ranking, can they give you something good?

When the fruit is eaten in the mouth, it is even sweeter to the heart.

The sister-in-law did as Yang Xiaomei said, washed her hands after eating, and wiped her hands on her body, and then helped Yang Xiaomei to carry the cut cloth outside.

Du Xiaozhu has never thought about these things. After all, modern times don't pay much attention to these things. There is no distinction between high and low. Some bosses keep creating a good working environment and providing good benefits in order to let employees do their jobs well.

Yang Xiaomei got the job, so she went to the front. Du Xiaozhu still had a lot of cloth cut a few days ago, and she didn't plan to cut any more.

I only found some straw paper, found a piece of burnt charcoal, sharpened it, and buried her head on the table to write. Originally, she also wanted to use a brush, but she thought it was too slow to write, but today she is It is necessary to summarize the papermaking process step by step, and the writing with a brush can't always keep up with the thinking.

Why not write down all the main points with a charcoal head first, and then sort it out slowly, thinking that the agreement with Fang Qihan is to talk about these things in ten days, and there is really not much time left for her. Although she has seen papermaking, But not all Huanhuan participated in it. There was a drying process that lasted half a year. She had only heard it from someone. It cannot be missed, and she has to recall carefully the process that she personally participated in, and the key points that should be paid attention to in it must be written down, so as to greatly increase the probability of success.

The selection of raw materials is also the most important thing. Of course, there is no way to find the origin of the raw materials in the previous life here, but the characteristics of the raw materials must be clearly written, so that Fang Qihan can easily find the same or similar things.

While Du Xiaozhu was thinking about it in his heart, he kept his hands on and on, writing rustlingly on the straw paper.

No, he frowned, crossed out the previous one, and re-wrote it. From time to time, he stretched out his left hand to pick up a cherry from the nearby plate and put it into his mouth.

It took almost half a day for her to list the outline and main points to be written.

Seeing that it was almost time to make lunch, Du Xiaozhu got up and stretched, just about to have another craving, but found that the plate was empty.

I couldn't help smiling, I ate up the whole plate, no wonder my muscles were already rumbling by this time, but I didn't feel any feeling at all this time.

After collecting the things on the table and preparing to send them back to the kitchen with an empty plate, he pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard, only to see the back door was pushed open from the outside, and Yang Xiuwu entered the courtyard with a burden on his face profusely in sweat. Door.

Du Xiaozhu just remembered that he didn't seem to see him all morning, so he couldn't help asking with a smile, "Sanlang, where did you go?"

Hearing someone talking, Yang Xiuwu raised his head and saw that it was Du Xiaozhu, he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and gave her a big white eye, and a syllable came out of his nose, "huh!"

Du Xiaozhu thought to himself, he didn't offend him, how could he be so good, he didn't like him so much.

Seeing that he didn't want to talk to him, Du Xiaozhu didn't intend to make fun of himself, fetched water to wash the dishes in the courtyard, and planned to send them back to the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)