Zhao Ping returned the gift and said: "Of course there is interest, but it is very low, only 10% interest per year."
I couldn't help but feel overjoyed after graduation. After looking around the house and the happy expressions on my family's faces, I bowed my hands and asked, "Thank you, young official. I dare to ask when the construction of this Guangsha will start. I can't wait."
Zhao Ping also returned the gift and said: "Construction will definitely start within this year. In order to ensure the safety of Guangsha and to have you move to your new home in time, I have to wait for new building materials to be completed."
The graduate was shocked at first, but a smile appeared on his face after a while. Zhao Ping had given too many miracles, this should not be a problem!
So he glanced at his son Bicheng and bowed his hands and said: "I'm sorry, Xiaolangjun, the villain can't break the villain's oath and can't make movable type. But Quanzi has learned all the villain's true inheritance. Cheng'er immediately assisted Xiaolang. Sir, please don’t neglect me.”
Bicheng immediately saluted his father with swollen eyelids, and then bowed deeply to Zhao Ping and said: "Young gentleman, please tell me something. I will do my best and dare not slack off."
Zhao Ping knew the worries deep in their hearts.
Zhao Ping looked at the graduates, then looked at Bi Cheng, nodded and said: "Don't worry, I won't kill the goose that lays the eggs for you. I want to see the complete success of movable type printing. In order to achieve this goal, I am willing to do my best, Including time and money.”
In the past, Bi Cheng encountered shopkeepers who did not see the benefits due to short-sightedness. They thought that movable type printing was just that, so they gave up halfway.
So he has been unsuccessful.
"You have the time and energy to fully master the movable type printing technology of iron, lead, zinc, and copper. The risk is entirely borne by me. And until success, I will always pay according to the order. After success, I will also In addition, I will give you the stock price, but the stock price will not be too much, usually 5%. Each of you can give another 1% of the shares. In fact, 5% is not a lot, in a few years, it will be tens of thousands of dollars. No problem. The reason for doing this is that I also want to open schools, build buildings, build roads, etc. I also want to make weapons and train troops to protect my family and country."
Excited about graduation, she shed tears. Regardless of her wife's opinion, she said, "As long as I can support my family, that's all. I never thought about owning any shares. I still thank Xiao Langjun for realizing his dream of printing movable type in my lifetime." . But the villain feels regretful that he can no longer make movable type printing by himself in this life."
Zhao Ping looked at the graduating family, then waved his hands and said: "The shares will always be yours. The Zhao family will be preserved forever and will be inherited by the children for generations. Please rest assured that your family will do it. In addition, if Bi Daizhao cannot do it himself, he can also do it indirectly. , you can teach disciples to complete your unfinished business. If you teach ten disciples, I will give you 1% of the shares."
Seeing Graduation thinking, Zhao Ping knew that things should not be rushed, and then shouted to the next door: "Lan'er, Miss Xia, we are leaving."
Lan'er followed by Miss Xia, who was also jumping up and down. The two came to Zhao Ping, followed by Bi Yilang and Bi Yiniang, who were a little dull and embarrassed to bow their heads.
Lan'er pulled Zhao Ping's sleeve and said, "Little husband, please help Bi Erniang and Bi Sanniang. They are so pitiful."
Miss Xia also pulled Zhao Ping's other sleeve, looked up at Zhao Ping and said, "Brother, help them. They have no clothes and are hiding under the quilt."
At this time, the whole family lowered their heads, feeling extremely embarrassed that this three-year-old girl actually revealed the Bi family's most unwilling secret.
Zhao Ping hurriedly took out four silver coins and gave them to Bi Niang and Bi Yilang, and said, "I don't have anything to give you. This is a little thought from the four of you. Zhao Yun, take Bi Daizhao's family and sew each one." The cost of making two new sets of clothes will be paid by Zhaojiazhuang."
Zhao Yun cupped his hands and said, "No."
Then he said to the graduates: "The young men and ladies of the Bi family can also come to Zhaojiazhuang to study together."
Zhao Ping returned to Zhuangzi to pay his respects to his mother.
My mother was sitting on the armchair while instructing Li Hanmei and Jiang Ying to play the piano.
Due to difficulty in moving, she had to sit on an armchair.
My mother hesitated and said, "Ping'er, Cuizhu and the others have something to do. We can't always waste their time. Can you think of a way?"
Zhao Ping knew that when his mother said this, she really wanted others to serve her.
More importantly, my mother wants to go out.
Zhaojiazhuang can't help but change with each passing day.
Zhao Ping looked at his mother's injured foot.
Suddenly I thought of cars for disabled people in later generations.
However, although it was the most common in later generations, it was definitely a very high-tech product in the Song Dynasty.
Because it asks the axis to make a request.
If it doesn't pass the test, the car will be unstable.
How could my mother love her so much?
But since his mother made the request, Zhao Ping had to find a way to do it.
Seeing Zhao Ping nod, his mother gave him a rewarding look.
In the county town, my uncle received "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences" from the housekeeper Zhao Jie. He immediately dropped the book in his hand and was attracted by the words that appeared in the book after Li Bai. He was happy for a while, frowned for a while, and clapped his hands for a while. Sometimes he hit the crime, sometimes he nodded, sometimes he shook his head, and the expressions on his face kept changing.
After Zhao Jie said goodbye, his uncle was still immersed in the book and just waved his hand.
However, my aunt, who had been carefully holding Hua Xianzi and Hua Xianzi Soap in her hands, accompanied by the maid, was embarrassed to take Zhao Jie to the gate on her uncle's behalf.
When my aunt carefully opened the cork, the strong violet flower in the porcelain vase suddenly spurted out, filling half of the room with its fragrance. Amid the maid's envy, her aunt applied flower fairy to her armpits according to the instructions. Suddenly, her aunt felt like she had turned into a flower fairy, spreading the scent of the flower fairy to the world.
Seeing the look of intoxication and envy in the maid's eyes, the proud aunt gave the Hua Fairy porcelain vase to the maid, and said heartbrokenly: "Little hoof, use less, this is only one tael of silver."
The maid thanked her very much and carefully took it with both hands, and applied half of the amount her aunt used under her armpits. Her aunt nodded with satisfaction.
When my aunt came to the study, she didn't care about her uncle who was intoxicated in the world of "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences". She directly took the book away from her uncle's hand, stood beside her uncle in a handsome body, stared at him intently and asked: "Sir, sir, Did you find anything good?"
When my uncle saw that his original "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences" by Liu Yong, Ouyang Xiu, etc., which he had been obsessed with, was missing, he couldn't help being furious, and immediately waved his hands and hit everyone.
"What are you going to do?" My aunt raised her eyebrows and scolded loudly. At the same time, she dodged and finally escaped the attack.
When the uncle saw it was his aunt, his face suddenly turned into a smile and he said, "Ping'er is pretty good."
"Indeed, Ping'er is pretty good."
The couple actually said in unison.
It was rare for his uncle to find his aunt agreeing with him. He looked at the book in his aunt's hand, stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
The aunt did not give him the book, but put herself in front of him, and asked gently: "Guardian, have you noticed?"
The uncle couldn't help but slapped the desk, looked at his aunt and said, "Of course I found it."
My aunt immediately beamed with joy. She leaned closer to her uncle and asked more gently: "What did you find? Tell me about it, my wife."
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking, and unforgettable. A lonely tomb thousands of miles away, no place to talk about desolation. Even if we meet, we should not know each other, our face will be covered with dust, and our temples will be like frost.
At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown with a deep dream. I was dressing up outside the small window. They looked at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears. It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines. ....It is rare for Dongpo to be so affectionate. Although he has been dead for ten years, he is still unforgettable in his dreams. The last few sentences are indeed so sad. "
The uncle shook his head for a while, getting himself into the words, and rubbed his already red eyes, tears actually filling his eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to find his aunt standing in front of him, and he suddenly realized that he was pointing at the "Three Hundred Long and Short Sentences" in his aunt's hand.
He couldn't help but sigh to himself: "It's a pity that there is no introduction to layman Dongpo, nor is there any label about layman Dongpo's environment. If the surroundings of layman Dongpo are marked, how can we understand the extreme misery of layman Dongpo mourning his dead wife? I feel that this book is a pity, a pity!"
The aunt couldn't help being furious and almost wanted to tear the book into pieces. Finally, she took a deep breath and threw the book to the maid.
She stood in front of her uncle handsomely, stepped forward and grabbed his ear, and asked seriously: "Is it more important, the book or the wife?"
When the maid saw this plot, she had to cover her eyes and turn her head to the yard outside the gate, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and betrayed her.
The uncle had no choice but to stand up from the chair, as if he had just discovered his aunt now, his eyes moved from the book to the front of his aunt, he looked at her up and down carefully, and said, "Of course it is the wife who is important."
The aunt let go of her uncle's ear, but moved her hand to his waist. Her eyes widened and she asked, "Did you notice?"
At this time, the uncle's nose was filled with the strong fragrance of flowers, and he couldn't help sniffing hard: "Madam, where do you get the flower weed flower from?"
My aunt walked around her uncle, rolled her eyes at him, and then said, "Look carefully."
The uncle also sniffed around his aunt, frowned and asked: "It's strange, you don't have a flower in your hand, and the powder doesn't smell like this."
The aunt proudly stroked her hair, which was not messy, and said with a spring breeze on her face: "Then take a guess."
The uncle thought for a while, propped up his chin, rolled his eyes a few times, sat down and said, "Since it's not powder, it seems to be emanating from your armpits, where powder easily falls off, so let me guess, it should be gouache." Class. Could it be that Ping'er gave it to you."
At this time, my aunt was even more happy and said: "Of course it is a new fragrance sent by Ping'er. It also has a nice name, called Flower Fairy. The effect can be said to be far better than the previous fragrance powder. By the way, Ping'er also I sent another kind of fairy soap, the name is also related to the flower fairy, called flower fairy soap. This one is suitable for you stinky men."
After saying that, he handed his uncle a scented flower fairy soap.
Then my aunt suddenly became excited and said loudly:
"But I heard that these Flower Fairy Gouache and Flower Fairy Soap are very expensive. They cost one tael of silver and five hundred copper coins respectively. My God, what is the difference between this and robbing money. However, those noble ladies in the city had to pay for it. Real money is here to buy it. My God, I wonder what good things my sister did in her previous life to give birth to such a monster son."
At this point, she shook her uncle's arm with both hands and said, "Guardian, you have to let Meier hold on tight, and don't let other fairies seduce your soul away."
