The farm wife likes to farm

Chapter 211 Typography

Chapter 211 Typography

"I don't care about it, why is it like this?" Su Qingyun tilted her head in confusion and thought for a while but couldn't figure it out. Finally, she sighed quietly and said, "Don't guess what a woman is thinking, no matter how much you guess, Can't guess either."

Fang Yishan frowned, and suddenly said: "Could it be that mother-in-law has already noticed...you are not the real Su Yuehe?"

Su Qingyun: "..."

This is possible.

She is not interested in imitating Su Yuehe's behavior, nor does she want to live such a useless life. She has never concealed anything in front of Su Yangxuan and Zhang Jinhua.It's not hard for them to notice this.

But several months have passed, and Zhang Jinhua was in a bad mood at this time, isn't it justified?
After squinting her eyes and thinking for a while, Su Qingyun said hesitantly: "Isn't it possible?"

"Why is this impossible?" Fang Yishan stretched out his arms to hug Su Qingyun and lay down, and said aloud: "Okay, it's getting late, so don't think about it, go to rest earlier!"

Su Qingyun: "..."

Turning his eyes to look at Fang Yishan with a complicated expression, he finally nodded and responded, "Okay then!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly thought about the stolen vegetables, so she told Fang Yishan. After Fang Yishan was silent for a moment, he said in a low voice: "Then I will call the housekeeper back tomorrow for my husband, so that they can look at the vegetables." land."

Su Qingyun happened to think the same way, after nodding her head, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Zhang Jinhua didn't come again, Su Qingyun affirmed Fang Yishan's statement, Su Yangxuan also came later, but there was no abnormality on his face, he just said: "Mother said that the crops in the field will be weeded, these few days I won’t come, let me tell my sister. I won’t come tomorrow, I’ll go help mother remove the grass in the crop field before I come.”

Su Qingyun nodded, smiled sweetly and said that she understood, and taught Su Yangxuan some new knowledge points calmly, then gave him a question and asked him to trouble himself.

After a short period of tossing, Su Qingyun has finished all her novels, and the only difference is to copy a few more copies by hand and sell them to see the market price.

There are not many literate people in the town, and no girl from any family will go to the bookstore to buy books to read.

At the very least, this business has to be done in the county town.

After making up her mind, Su Qingyun began to copy the novel by hand, and automatically copied the content she had added earlier, and picked a sunny day, and asked Fang Yishan to take her to the county town to have a look.

It's been so long since time travel, and she still hasn't been able to visit the county town, which makes her feel very sad.

After a whole day, Su Qingyun copied so much that she couldn't copy much. She sighed faintly, and decided that after her book became popular in the future, she would find someone to help copy it.

A brainstorm...

Typography suddenly occurred to her.

Copying books or something is simply too backward, if printing can be used.

Wouldn't that be another way to make money?And it can also benefit the world. In the future, the cost of publishing books will be lowered, and the price of books will drop, and more people will be able to read books.

Suddenly, she jumped up from the stool and excitedly went out to look for Fang Yishan. Fang Yishan happened to be chopping firewood in the courtyard. Seeing her rushing towards her like a rain of arrows, she was so frightened that she quickly put down her ax and reached out to catch her, before she could frown. After training her a few words, Su Qingyun yelled happily: "Husband, I have thought of another way, which can benefit the world and make a lot of money, do you want to know?"

 Lu la la.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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