Exotic beauty: fake Princess

"It's a deal!" After thinking about it, Shen Qing immediately answered the question and said, "we have to write a contract."

"Contract? What's that? I won't bully you. Let's make a contract. " Mo Huan is very happy to see that Shen Qing has agreed, but what does she let herself write? Never heard of it?

"Well Yes, contract. There has to be a contract. Be sure to write down the price, quantity, start date, end date, liquidated damages and additional instructions. " Shen Qing didn't think much about it. She casually listed out the key points of the business contract she wrote for her father in her previous life.

"I'm not big, but I have a lot of ghosts!" Shen Qing just finished, listen to Zhao xuanzhi said such a sentence.

"What kind of idea? This is the most basic content. Is it true that I don't know anything, and it's not a ghost mind if I'm cheated by you? That's a lack of heart Shen Qing finds out how Zhao xuanzhi always competes with herself. It's not his business. She gave her ten Liang silver yesterday, but it's not for nothing.

Before Mo Huan could come and think about what Shen Qing said, he heard that they were going to quarrel again. He said to Shen Qing, "you're not a ghost, are you? We don't want to cheat you. In this way, you can write the contract, and I will sign it and then seal it. That's all right. "

Shen Qing also lived to be in her 20s and 40s in her previous life, and graduated from graduate school. In his eyes, these two teenagers are just two high school students. There is no need to be angry with them. Forget it, forget it, get down to business and leave. It's almost noon.

"Well, prepare the pen and paper. Let me write. If there is something inappropriate, you can also raise it. We both have the right to express our views and represent our own interests. " As soon as she got to the point, Shen Qing felt as if she had returned to the past and the negotiation table with her clients.

After a while, the jumping boy I met in the backyard knocked on the door and came in, holding a tray with ink, paper and inkstone in it.

Shen Qing looked at this silly eye, writing brush! How do you use it? I can only use oil painting brush. Although it's similar to this, it's not the same. The key is that it's not used for writing!

"You Do you have any other pens? I'm not used to this. " Shen Qing was a little embarrassed. How could she forget that in ancient China, writing was done with a brush. Otherwise, the word "pen" had a bamboo prefix on the top and a "Mao" character on the bottom. It was a vivid pen.

"You don't know how to write at all. It's hard to pretend to be a literati. It's ridiculous for no reason!" It's Zhao xuanzhi's voice again.

Shen Qing finds that she can't control her temper very well, and she is on the verge of anger. Do two deep breathing, calm down, calm down, then a neuropathy, ignore him!

He felt his anger drop. He glared at Zhao xuanzhi, then turned his eyes to Mo Huan and came to the table. The pen and paper have been put on the table. The boy grinds and looks up at Shen Qing. In front of this girl, I had seen her in the backyard just now, but I didn't see her from a close distance. Now I'm close to her. This kind of oppression is no less than that of my master. She is just an ordinary girl in the village. How can she have such a strong aura?

Shen Qing took up her pen and looked up, down, left and right, as if looking at a strange thing. She broke the pen with a click. The fracture is uneven, but a section of bamboo is obviously longer than other fractures. Shen Qing threw the hairy section on the table, dipped the long bamboo tip of the later section into the inkstone ink, and began to write on the paper.

The other three people in the room were shocked to see Shen Qing's move. After a moment of stupefaction, the boy first reacted and continued to grind his head. I murmured in my heart: this girl is different, so fierce!

Zhao xuanzhi looks at Shen Qing's unexpected action, and is surprised to hold the cup, even forgetting to drink tea.

Mo Huan thinks that Shen Qing's way of writing is really interesting. The gesture of holding a pen is wrong, and the gesture of writing is also wrong. Curiosity drives him to Shen Qing to see if she writes.

After a close look, Shen Qing dipped some ink on the inkstone, and then carefully wrote on the paper. The font was beautiful and neat, and the format was neat and clear. It was clear at a glance

Mo Huan suddenly burst out laughing. Zhao xuanzhi was surprised to see Mo Huan and Shen Qing. Then he finally changed his posture. He stood up and went to Shen Qing to see what made ah Huan laugh like this!

At this, Zhao xuanzhi's brows wrinkled tightly. Then he went back to his original seat and continued to drink tea.

Shen Qing also heard Mo Huan smile, Zhao xuanzhi come to see, but now all her attention is on this paper contract, no time to deal with them. After listening to Mo Huan's smile for a while, he finally stopped laughing and said, "your words are not ugly. Are many of them words? Is it the word of Dashun? Ha ha ha, even the words written by the envoys of other countries are not like this. Where are these words! Did you not learn to read well before? Where did you go to school? Or did you make it up yourself? Ha ha ha... "

This time, Shen Qing couldn't ignore it any more. She took a look at the almost finished contract and asked, "what's the problem?"

Mo Huan pointed and said, "this, this, and this, what's the word? It's not a word at all. It's also a wrong word. "Shen Qing looked down, no problem! If you think about it again, it's hard to say that the traditional characters written here are all official simplified characters of later generations. Shen Qing took another piece of paper, wrote the words Mo huangang had just pointed out on that piece of paper again, set the corresponding traditional characters beside it, and asked, "are you talking about these words?"

Fortunately, there was a classmate from a certain place in the south in her class who knew traditional Chinese characters. Because they were all from the same country, they had a good relationship. She learned to write traditional Chinese characters with her. At that time, it was for fun, but now she actually uses them.

Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing and the paper. He was surprised and said, "why do you want to make mistakes on purpose

"I didn't make a mistake on purpose. These words are the same. It's just a simpler way of writing. You have no knowledge, knowledge or knowledge, so you can't say I made a mistake. Do you understand? " Shen Qing just remembered that there were no simplified Chinese characters in ancient times. It seems that the origin of simplified Chinese characters began with the May 4th Movement in 1922. However, the ancients can't look down upon them even if they insist on reasoning!

After hearing this, Mo Huan put down his smiley face and looked at the words seriously. When Zhao xuanzhi heard this, he came over and stood beside Mo Huan. He also began to study these words seriously.