Reborn Farmer's Businesswoman

Chapter 19 What's Scary

"What's so scary?"

Han Qing tilted her head to look at him, but her eyes fell on his smooth and jade-like chest, and she raised her head to look at the beam of the roof in a heartbeat: "It's just a little thinner, but the white is quite white."

"..."

There was a child in the village who accidentally ran into his skinny legs, and the child was like a demon on the spot, crying ghosts and howling.Even the second brother once said that his legs are like white bones, which is really frightening...

How could it not be scary?
But she said she was thinner and quite white...

Lin Youtian thought he had read a lot of books in the past few years, but there was not a single sentence in the book that could describe his state of mind at this time - his heart was trembling, he was at a loss, warm and a little sore.

It has been a long time since there was a response, and the atmosphere between the two is a little delicate.

In order to break this embarrassment, Han Qing couldn't help asking: "You just said copying books to make money, but can you read?"

"Ah."

The woman's eyes fell elsewhere and did not look at him again.Lin Youtian breathed a sigh of relief, taking advantage of this time, he hurriedly scrubbed his upper body with a handkerchief, not wanting to make Han Qing wait too long.

"Have you been to school?"

Han Qing raised her head a little sorely, and turned her head slightly.

"No, it's all because of my fourth brother who taught me how to read and write. If you talk about Mr. Enlightenment, it must be my fourth brother."

"It's rare that you didn't give up on yourself."

Lin Youtian smiled wryly: "It's also thanks to the fourth brother, he is smarter than others since he was a child, and he is eager to learn and make progress."

"After my leg accident, I was depressed for two years. At that time, life was like a year, and life was worse than death. My parents ran around every day, looking for a doctor to treat me. Most of the time, my fourth brother was with me. The fourth brother came back from school. I read anecdotes from the book for two years at a time. The more I read the book, the more I know a few characters. The fourth brother told me that copying books can make money, but the handwriting of the copyers must be neat and meaningful Yat."

"Since then, I have been practicing calligraphy with my fourth brother."

"When my fourth brother was in school, I practiced calligraphy at home. I couldn't afford brushes and ink, so I dipped a brush that my fourth brother didn't use into water and traced it on the table, day after day. It’s not satisfactory, but if you write it over and over again, even the ugly characters will become much more pleasing to the eye.”

Han Qing suddenly became interested: "Then what then?"

Lin Youtian smiled slowly: "Without a teacher, it took me two years to learn and practice calligraphy by myself. It was only when I was 16 that my handwriting caught my eye."

"At that time, my fourth brother and I could only write neatly, but the copying was slow, so the store didn't want to accept this business. Thanks to the fourth brother's begging, the two of them lit up the lamp and fought to copy at night, so we managed to keep this job."

"The two copied for a whole year, and the speed caught up. The handwriting was much better than before, and the shopkeeper agreed to entrust us with this work. I was just seventeen that year, and my fourth brother was only thirteen."

Han Qing nodded in admiration, "Perseverance is excellent, so you have been copying books for four or five years?"

Lin Youtian nodded slightly: "Later, the fourth brother was admitted to Tongsheng, and most of the time he was preparing for the imperial examination, so I copied it by myself."

"How much is a copy?"

Han Qing was a little curious. Before there was living printing, I heard that poor students in ancient times had no money, so they copied books day and night to make money, which was time-consuming and mentally consuming.

"Mostly I copied a book of [-] essays, and as many as a hundred essays. At the beginning, a thin book of enlightenment was written in three days, and then I was able to write one book a day. After one month, except for the days of revision and proofreading, I could also copy about [-] essays. Twenty copies."

After a pause, Lin Youtian said with a serious face again: "Except for the paper, pen and ink, it's about seven or eight hundred yuan a month, and I can also subsidize the family."

(End of this chapter)