Han Chunlin was only six years old. He became inexplicably nervous when asked by Xie Wenhua. Only then did he remember that his handwriting was not as beautiful as Wan Wan's. Will people accept his books? This thought made me even more nervous. Looking at the book in Xie Wenhua's hand, I gritted my teeth and replied, "Yes."
After Han Chunlin answered, Xie Wenhua casually flipped through a few pages of the book in his hand. This time, Han Chunlin became even more nervous. Fortunately, Xie Wenhua read a few more pages and said, "The writing is a bit sloppy. It’s not neat enough, but I can barely read it, so I’ll give you one or two silver coins, can you read it?”
Although he didn't earn as much as Mo Ziyuan, as Xie Wenhua said, his handwriting was not good and neat enough. Han Chunlin was already very excited and happy to have a few cents of silver. He was so happy that even his nervousness disappeared. Xie Wenhua thanked him and said, "Thank you very much, uncle." After thanking him, he said, "I will definitely finish writing the book before returning it."
Xie Wenhua looked at Han Chunlin with a smile, feeling that his encouragement seemed to be too much, so that he planned to continue copying books. However, a mere tael of silver allowed him to practice calligraphy well. Thanks to his father, he had to think carefully about what he wanted!
After giving Han Chunlin a tael of silver, Xie Wenhua looked at Mo Ziwan again, "The book I copied this time is also very good, thank you for your hard work!" Xie Wenhua really liked Mo Ziwan and liked her filial piety to her grandparents. I also like that she has such a strong character at such a young age.
This is the third book she has copied. She was able to copy three books in about two months. Especially the two books this time were copied within a month. It can be seen that she spends all her time on weekdays. When it comes to copying books, if you lock yourself in a room all day long and copy books, even adults, I'm afraid not many can stay there. He took out four taels of silver and handed it to Mo Ziwan, "This is the money you pay for copying books."
After Mo Ziyuan took the money bag, she thanked him: "Thank you, uncle."
After handing the money to Mo Ziyuan, Xie Wenhua asked again: "Do you still want to continue copying books?"
Mo Ziyuan nodded, "I think so." How can I make money without copying books? Although the family has a small savings now, it is not enough. Grandma's body still needs some good medicine to recuperate, and the little savings the family has are far from enough. Moreover, grandma has suffered too much and has to earn more money so that the family can escape poverty and become rich, and they can enjoy happiness. Although you can make money by collecting herbs, you are young and can't walk far. Secondly, the mountain in front of your home is so big, how many herbs can you collect? All this book copying is still the main source of income for the family.
Xie Wenhua saw that she agreed simply and said: "Okay, then continue copying "The Analects of Confucius". How many copies do you copy, how many copies will I accept?"
Mo Ziyuan raised her head and looked at Xie Wenhua, a little puzzled, "Can you sell even if you copy too much?"
Xie Wenhua smiled and said: "Yes, many people are waiting for it! Just feel free to copy a few more copies and send them over." Before anyone copied this book, he never expected that it would be so popular after copying it. He could even resell the book copied by Han Chunlin, but he didn't lack the money, so there was no need to sell the book to damage his own brand. But books copied like this by Mo Ziwan can be sold quickly even if they copy more. However, it is not enough for Mo Ziwan to copy them now, so he has already found someone else to copy them.
Mo Ziyuan was still puzzled. Although copying books could make money, if a bookstore wanted to make money by copying books, it would inevitably be slower and require a lot of time. Calculated in terms of time, the income was not high, and the books copied , it is inevitable that mistakes will occur, which can easily have a negative impact on the bookstore. With his own confusion, he asked: "Why doesn't uncle find someone to engrave this book, so that many books can be printed?"
Xie Wenhua said: "You know a lot, but this carving takes a lot of time, and the effect of the carved characters is not satisfactory." He also found someone to carve, but it took a lot of time to carve out the characters. Not to mention the slowness of copying, the key is that it is almost impossible to read when printed out. Everything is pitch black. Even now, each page is still good or bad. If you are lucky, you can still read one chapter clearly, but this depends on luck. I couldn't make money from my work, so I could barely scrape together a book, but such a book was not much better than the book copied by Han Chunlin!
"Isn't it clear?" Mo Ziwan asked casually after Xie Wenhua finished speaking.
If it were an ordinary baby, he would not say much, but the baby in front of him was not an ordinary baby, so he explained with a little more patience, "It's one thing not to be clear, but it's also difficult to carve. This is not as good as copying." Books come easily, but it is not easy to carve a book well.”
Mo Ziyuan secretly wondered if they didn't even have movable type printing technology yet? "Engraving a book? Shouldn't you prepare some words first? Then take it out and engrave it directly when you want to use it."
Xie Wenhua laughed, "Each book is written differently, how can we prepare in advance."
After confirming that there was really no movable type printing, Mo Ziyuan immediately changed her mind and said: "Then choose the books that are sold and then engrave them, so that uncle can make money."
Xie Wenhua really liked Mo Ziwan more and more the more he looked at her. He smiled and said: "Thanks to your good advice, when uncle makes money, I will treat you to delicious food."
After delivering the book, Xie Wenhua gave Mo Ziwan some paper. In addition to the paper, he also gave some pen and ink. Before leaving, he said: "You copy the book for uncle. You don't need to worry about these pen, ink, paper or anything else. Just copy the books well."
Mo Ziwan nodded and said thanks, "Thank you, uncle."
Even the surname was omitted and he was called uncle directly, which made people feel a lot closer. Xie Wenhua touched Mo Ziyuan's head and said, "Be good."
After thanking them, Mo Ziwan walked out of the bookstore with Song Nanzhi and others. Just as they walked out of the bookstore, Mo Ziwan seemed to think of something again and said to Song Nanzhi and the others: "Grandma, wait for me here, I have something to do." Forgot to tell Uncle Xie."
Song Nanzhi said: "Then go quickly!"
Han Chunlin said: "I will go with you."
Mo Ziwan refused: "No, I'll come as soon as I say a word." Before she finished speaking, she turned around and entered the bookstore again, for fear that Han Chunlin would follow.
Xie Wenhua was about to turn around and walk to the backyard when he saw Mo Ziwan coming and asked, "Wanwan, what else can I do?"
Mo Ziyuan took out a small silver coin and handed it to Xie Wenhua and said: "Thank you uncle for taking care of brother Chunlin's face and accepting the book he copied. This is one tael of silver from uncle to brother Chunlin. Please take it first." Go back, and when Brother Chunlin finishes copying the book next time, uncle will give Brother Chunlin the money to copy the book."
She knew very well what kind of book Han Chunlin copied. Such a book cannot be sold for money. Xie Wenhua must have accepted it for Uncle Han's sake. This was something she had thought about before coming here. The book copied by Han Chunlin would most likely be accepted by shopkeeper Xie. It was precisely because of this that she asked Han Chunlin to bring the book. Increase his motivation to learn. But she didn't want to use Uncle Han's face to do this, so she had to pay back the money.
If Xie Wenhua valued Mo Ziyuan before, it was because of her intelligence and filial piety, but now there are other things too. This child is too transparent. But because of this, like Han Shuxian, he sincerely pities her for worrying so much at such a young age. Not only does he pity her, but he also feels that Brother Shuxian's concerns are not justified.
As you can imagine, it’s easy to hurt your body and make you sad! If such a young and well-behaved baby was injured, let alone Han Shuxian, he would be heartbroken and regretful.
Looking at her serious look, the corner of her mouth curled up slightly, "If your brother Chunlin knew that you gave me back the money he paid for copying books, do you think he would still be happy?"
"No, so I ask my uncle not to tell brother Chunlin for the time being. With the money given by uncle, brother Chunlin will work harder in the future and make greater progress in his studies." But then the conversation changed again, "But we also I can't let my uncle lose money, so I ask him to accept the money. Moreover, I don't give this money to Brother Chunlin. I just lent it to Brother Chunlin first, and he will return it to me after he has copied the book. .”
After knowing her intention, Xie Wenhua stopped teasing her. Xie Wenhua said seriously: "Take this money back. Although your brother Chunlin's handwriting needs to be improved, and it is not as good as yours, the handwriting is still clear and can be done." People can see clearly that it is barely feasible to give a tael of silver. If you want to sell some for a cheaper price and save money, you can also sell them. But if it does this again in the future, I will definitely not accept it again, and you can’t smash it. Signboard, do you think this is true?”
Seeing that he refused to accept it, Mo Ziyuan thought that she couldn't delay for long, and would not accept it until she accepted it. She would find a way to return it to him later, or make an extra copy and give it to him. So he no longer hesitated, stood up, bowed to Xie Wenhua, and said: "I have spent money on my uncle. Thank you uncle. I will definitely not embarrass my uncle next time."
Xie Wenhua smiled and said: "Okay."
Mo Ziyuan turned around and walked out of the bookstore and handed the purse containing four silver coins given by Xie Wenhua to Song Nanzhi, "Grandma, this is book money."
Song Nanzhi took the money with a complicated mood, "Let's cut the meat and eat it tonight."
After hearing this, Mo Ziyuan immediately had a big smile on her face, "Okay, eat meat." She was afraid that Song Nanzhi would not buy enough, so she continued: "Buy more, there are aunts and uncles who want to eat too." Although the Mo family She rarely eats meat, but she is not as greedy for meat as other children in the village, because Aunt Yu will always find various reasons to leave some food for her, including chicken, duck, and fish. However, although he did not eat less, his grandparents rarely ate, and there were Li Linsong and Li Linyu here, plus Mo Li, and himself, who were still growing, so there must be no shortage of meat.
Song Nanzhi laughed and said angrily: "I know, your Uncle Han, Aunt Yu, Brother Chunlin, and Sister Lulu all want to eat it."
Mo Ziyuan hugged Song Nanzhi's arm and said coquettishly: "Grandma eats too, grandpa eats too, eldest brother and Eucalyptus eat too."
Song Nanzhi's eyes were full of doting, "Okay, eat them all, eat them all."
Although they planned to buy meat, after coming out of the bookstore, the group headed to the drug store first.
