"You can't help it, Chief. How can I piss off a scholar like my Xiaowu?"
The old man forced a smile. He had low self-esteem and always felt that scholars were superior to others.
"Annoying? Huh! They are taking the imperial examination. I don't have the ability to make anyone pass, but I can make someone fail." The chief sneered.
"Zhu Lichang is right, whoever you don't like will fail the exam." Zhu Ping's voice sounded from behind the Lichang.
"Qin...the shopkeeper is here too? Sit down, Hanhan, move over there." The chief greeted.
"I'll sit here Hanhan, not next to you." Zhu Peng refused and said to the guards, "Pour the water yourself. Pour me a bowl first and scald the bowl."
"Hanhan, I just went back, and the beer sold better during the Chinese New Year. Apparently they bought it and tasted it during the Chinese New Year, and they liked the taste of the beer. The key is that it's cheap."
Zhu Peng sat down to wait for water, and communicated with Hanhan about business matters.
Zhu Wentian took out another handful of melon seeds: "Eat."
"Your bag is well done. The texture looks the same as the clothes. I'll ask someone to change it when I get back...home."
Zhu Cang took the melon seeds and envied the pockets on the clothes of the people in Xiaqiu Village. He had to ask if they were suitable for the status of the King of Qin, otherwise he could not add pockets casually.
"Change, okay. Yeah!" Zhu Wentian supported. This kind of robe-like clothes is obviously not suitable for carrying a bag, so it can only be dug into a few pockets.
"Uncle Li, how are you celebrating the Chinese New Year at home?" Zhu Ping was very happy to receive support and talked to the veteran who was eating melon seeds.
"It's good! The library gave me a lot of things, and the whole family is happy." The veteran cooperated not to reveal his identity.
"Uncle Li, it doesn't have to be just for the Chinese New Year, whatever you need in daily life, there are so many shops, you can treat them as your own.
In this way, one of you can go to the big shed of the box lunch restaurant, pick some vegetables, and take them with you when Uncle Li goes back in the evening. Cover them and don't freeze the vegetables.
Get some pickles and a small bucket of beer. It's cold and can be kept for a few days. Uncle Li, drink it slowly. "
Zhu Xi gave the order again. He knew that it was impossible for the other party to go to the store to ask for something in person.
The veteran hugged his fists and said, "Thank you so much. I brought back a barrel of beer years ago. My family said it tasted good. I just delivered the barrel to the shop today."
He's not polite either. He followed the soldiers who fought all the way. Now if someone wants to hurt Zhu Ping, he will be the first to go.
Regardless of being lame on one leg, in terms of fighting ability, he is better than a guard.
The old man drank the water carefully without saying a word. He could see that this shopkeeper Qin was no ordinary person. The guards around him were armed with knives.
On the other hand, Xiao Wu didn't care about other people's identities. He drank some water to warm himself up, and then lowered his head to read a book.
"Old Xu! Come on, I'll take you in and finish borrowing the books. You will know what to do when you borrow books by yourself in the future."
Seeing Lao Xu's uneasy look, the veteran simply sent him away.
"Okay, okay! Chief, shopkeeper Qin, you are busy! Oh, and Hanhan. Xiaowu, take the book." The old man really didn't want to stay anymore.
After a short time, the procedure of borrowing the book was completed. Xiao Wu put the book into his clothes and came out holding it with both hands: "Uncle, brother, shopkeeper, let's go!"
"Let's go, goodbye! Hehehehehe!" Zhu Wentian said, taking the melon seeds and candies off the table and giving them to the old man. The old man carried them in his pockets, thanked them profusely and left.
"Your Highness, everyone doesn't know that anyone can come to this library, so we need to spread the word so that others can read.
A person like Xiaowu is suitable for reading Kuiben's miscellaneous words. It is always useful to know the words, even if it is to read a notice from the court.
There are 100 copies of Kui Ben's Four-character Miscellany in the library. If the tablets can be borrowed, we can print them. "
The head of the village thought about Xiao Wu's cherished look and couldn't help but compare it to the children in the village. Being literate and good at arithmetic can help a lot.
Zhu Xi nodded: "This matter is easy to handle. Children of other families are also citizens of the Ming Dynasty. They are useful to one family and even more useful to the Ming Dynasty."
"Your Highness cares about all the people." The chief praised.
"I just want to share my worries with my father and brother. They are too busy. Where will you eat later?"
Zhu Xi looked at the sky. The sun was moving to the middle.
"Lunch box restaurant, your highness?"
"Let's go! I'll go up and get a book."
The group of people left and walked a few steps to a place selling box lunches.
A new group of cooks are busy here. On the first day of opening in the new year, there are still meat dishes.
Zhu Xi went up to the second floor in front and sat reading a book. The resident leader pulled Hanhan into the back room: "Hanhan, I see you are frowning all the time. Is something wrong?"
"I just wrinkled it a few times. There are many pictures in the miscellaneous words of Prime Minister Kui Ben that are not vivid enough and don't feel intuitive to people.
I plan to re-draw it and ask a craftsman to engrave it. It will have a few hundred characters and it will be very easy to draw.
I will finish the painting before the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and then we will go back to the village to see if some vegetables should be planted by then. "
Zhu Wentian was dissatisfied with the pictures in the book. Later, there was a new editor who said that the picture was better.
However, he felt that it was best to draw the picture himself, as he could draw a three-dimensional picture with shadows.
As for whether the engraving craftsmen can carve it out, there is no doubt that those craftsmen are very capable!
If it weren't for the trouble of overprinting, he would have wanted to draw it with color. It would be better to have color printing, hmm!
At the same time, he also plans to figure out Pinyin. There is now a way to pinyin, which has been available since the Tang Dynasty, but he does not plan to use it.
He wants to use letters like ABCD, mainly because he is proficient. In addition, in the future, mathematics, physics, and chemistry will have to use letters like this.
Everyone learns the same thing to save time, otherwise they would have to learn it separately.
For example, Taiwan’s phonetic symbols look like Japanese, but they are not.
The director didn't know what Hanhan was thinking, so he just expressed his support: "Okay! Hanhan, you can draw, and I will find a good brush for you."
"I don't use a brush, I draw directly with charcoal strips. Drawing with a brush is as tiring as it is."
Zhu Wentian pursues speed, dips his brush in ink, and can draw if he can, but it just takes too long to draw one.
"We will burn whatever charcoal you want." The head continued to support.
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When lunch time came, the children ran over, and Wang Yiqian and others also came, as well as three hundred craftsmen from Nanjing City.
The newly purchased place is still being repaired. The main difficulty lies in the corridor connecting the rooms, including the second floor, which needs to be fireproof.
After those are completed, the bungalows behind Luoyunzhai and Jubiqi will be demolished and built with a second floor, and the ones in front will see if they can add another floor.
In this case, you can go anywhere from the library, it's like a maze.
Fire prevention measures were not in place and everything burned down.
"We came by boat and went to Xiaqiu Village first instead of taking the land route." Wang Yiqian said it himself without waiting for others to ask.
"How are you?" Li Chang looked at the other person's complexion and found it was not bad.
"I'm fine now. I don't work, give orders to others, and drink medicine all day long. Just stop taking the medicine!" Wang Yiqian patted his chest to prove that he was healthy.
"After another summer, especially on cloudy and rainy days, it won't be enough to feel uncomfortable at all. The root of the disease will fall and it will come back in a few years."
The village chief asked the other party to insist on taking medicine, as the village could afford it.
(End of chapter)
