After explaining the "Three Character Classic" to Li Linsong, Mo Ziyuan returned to her seat and prepared to start copying the book! Some people don't want to copy, so they can't concentrate. While copying books, my thoughts were flying all over the sky. Thinking about it in modern times, as an adult and an office worker, if it is not necessary to practice calligraphy and write in work and life, who can write? Printing and copying are convenient, fast, and clear and tidy!
The more I think about modern speed and convenience, the more I feel that copying books is really slow, boring, and very demanding on people’s patience!
But for Mo Ziwan now, copying books can no longer keep her patient. On the contrary, because she is not forced by the situation, she becomes more and more impatient the more she writes!
Looking at her typos, Mo Ziwan decided not to continue writing! However, he didn't just throw away the paper with the wrong words on it. He picked up a pen and wrote a few big characters on the unwritten second half of the paper. After writing, he handed it to Li Linsong, "Write according to the words I wrote before! Every stroke must be written correctly, and I will check it after I finish writing."
Li Linsong took the paper in confusion, "Isn't this the book you copied?"
Mo Ziwan replied: "I wrote a wrong word! I can't take it anymore. There's half a piece of paper left for you to practice calligraphy."
Li Linsong looked at the words on the paper. He could only recognize a few words now. He couldn't see any typos. He just felt that every word was so beautiful and neat, unlike his own words that were crooked like earthworms!
Mo Ziwan stopped writing and didn't want to stare at Li Linsong all the time, so as not to increase his pressure! Without looking at Li Linsong, he walked closer to Murong Qingyuan and watched Murong Qingyuan write.
Yesterday I looked at his handwriting and it was pretty good, but if I look at it today, the details are even better. Mo Ziyuan didn't think much about this. Compared with making money by writing casually, of course the word "making money" must be written well. The handwriting is good, and the words he writes are all written by himself word by word. Watching Murong Qingyuan write slowly, horizontally, vertically, strokes and strokes, no less, I sighed in my heart: I write so slowly! After sighing, I miss the functions of modern computers and copiers even more!
Every brain cell is clamoring for intelligence, convenience, copying, pasting, printing, copying, and printing.
While thinking about modern convenience, I also thought about whether there is anything we can learn from now! So I filtered out useful things, and just thought about copying, pasting, printing, etc. After all, no matter how good I am, I can't build a computer!
Skip copying and pasting and start thinking about copying and printing again.
Printing, printing…
Mo Ziyuan was filtering some information about printing in her mind! Finally, printing should be achievable!
When thinking of printing, the first thing Mo Ziyuan thinks of is the movable type printing invented by Bi Sheng in the Northern Song Dynasty. Clay is used to make templates, cut into small squares and lettered, then fired into shapes, typed after use, brushed with ink after typesetting, and finally covered with paper. On a plate brushed with ink.
, printing is completed after removing the printed paper.
Movable type printing is much simpler and faster than copying word for word. What is more difficult is the preliminary preparation, but compared to printing many copies at once, the preliminary preparation is not difficult at all.
After thinking about the difficulty of movable type printing, I remembered that when I was a child, my school teacher used wax paper to write the test paper questions, and then used a roller with ink to evenly roll it back and forth on the gauze with the test paper, and the test paper written on the wax paper was printed. On the paper, the rollers roll back and forth, and they are printed one by one. Compared with movable type printing, wax paper printing is more convenient.
Mo Ziyuan preferred wax paper printing, so she carefully weighed the feasibility of wax paper printing. First, wax paper. This is easy to make. Dip the paper into the melted wax and then take it out. After the wax solidifies on the paper, you can engrave on it to use as a printing plate.
As for the steel plate used for engraving, this is easy to make. Where can the blacksmith make it? The frame, gauze, and stylus are not difficult to prepare! Then there is the brush for applying ink. This is even simpler. Take a piece of bamboo tube and wrap it with a layer of cotton or fine cotton cloth. In addition, you need to add a handle that can slide back and forth on the bamboo tube.
Finally, there’s the ink! I thought about the ink, and after frowning and thinking for a while, I still couldn’t figure out how to make the ink! But then I thought about ink pads!
"Wan Wan!"
Just when Mo Ziyuan was thinking about how to find someone to make ink pads, Li Linsong's voice came to her ears, "What?" Mo Ziyuan turned to look at Li Linsong and asked.
Li Linsong held a piece of paper in his hand and handed it to Mo Ziyuan, "Have I finished writing?"
Not only was Li Linsong waiting for Mo Ziwan's reaction, but Murong Qingyuan and Mo Tingyu were both looking at Mo Ziwan. After looking at Li Linsong's words, Mo Tingyu also asked: "Wanwan, what are you thinking about? Your elder brother has I called you several times, but you didn’t respond.”
After Mo Tingyu's words, Mo Ziwan realized that she had just wandered off, and she had wandered a little far, so that she couldn't call her back. She laughed randomly and said: "I want to go to the mountain to find medicinal materials!" Then she said Added: "It would be great if I could find better medicinal materials!"
Mo Tingyu also laughed. Don't blame her for thinking about finding good medicinal materials. Even he thought about this good thing too! This is a good thing, I’m afraid everyone thinks about it! "How can there be so many good medicines!"
Mo Ziyuan said stubbornly: "Yes, but I didn't find it."
"I'll definitely find it if I go there a few more times."
After Mo Ziyuan said that she had gone to the mountains to look for it, she felt that it was not enough. She added, "We can't find it on the mountain in our village. There are other mountains. When grandma is free, we will go to other mountains to look for it."
"Okay, when your milk is empty, let her take you there." After hearing what his granddaughter said, Mo Tingyu immediately agreed. If his granddaughter wants to go, she can go. It doesn't matter whether she can find it or not, just go and play.
"Wanwan, do you know any medicinal materials?" Murong Qingyuan had already stopped writing when Li Linsong called Mo Ziwan. Hearing that she wanted to go to the mountains to find medicinal materials, Murong Qingyuan asked one more question.
"We know each other, but not many of them." Mo Ziyuan said, "When Uncle Liu came to show grandpa his legs, I asked Uncle Liu to teach me. Once I know how to recognize medicinal materials, I can go to the mountains to dig for medicinal materials. You can sell it for money." Mo Ziwan explained innocently.
Murong Qingyuan never thought that he could go to the mountains to collect medicinal materials and make money, so he continued: "Can I follow you to the mountains to find medicinal materials?"
"Do you know medicine?" Before Mo Ziwan responded, Li Linsong asked Murong Qingyuan.
"I don't know." Murong Qingyuan replied.
"How can you find medicine if you don't know it? Besides, don't you still want to copy books? If you want to find medicine, how can you copy books!" Li Linsong said in a crackling voice.
Mo Ziyuan turned her head and looked at Li Linsong. This reaction was so quick! Although Mo Ziwan doesn't mind teaching people how to identify herbal medicines, Li Linsong has already mentioned this. If she still doesn't care, she will put Li Linsong in a stingy position! So Mo Ziyuan also pretended to be stupid and said, "Brother is right, how can you find medicine if you don't know it?"
"I can learn from you!" Although Murong Qingyuan can read and write, he is still only a ten-year-old child. He can think of everything. He only thinks that the people of the Mo family are easy to get along with. Besides, he will stay in the Mo family for a long time in the future. In the village, when they went to the mountains, of course they had to go too. They knew how to do it, so they had to know how to do it, so they never thought that there were other meanings in Li Linsong's words. He couldn't learn it, and he couldn't copy books either. I stayed at home copying books all day long.
"No!" Li Linsong refused directly after hearing that he wanted to learn medicinal herbs from Mo Ziyuan.
"Why?" Murong Qingyuan asked in confusion.
"If you learn how to dig up all the medicine on the mountain, what will Wan Wan do in the future?" Li Linsong said directly.
How could Murong Qingyuan have imagined that this was the reason why he wouldn't let himself learn how to recognize medicine from Mo Ziyuan! But after he said it, he immediately understood, "I know, I just won't go!" Murong Qingyuan said, it doesn't matter, they don't know their own feelings yet, and the days are still long.
Mo Ziyuan also didn't expect Li Linsong to be so honest. She was a little embarrassed, and then felt that she had to say something, so she could only say cutely: "Brother Murong, don't be angry. My elder brother is just afraid that someone will go to the mountain to find medicine and I will die." I can't find the medicine." I wanted to add, 'If you really want to learn, I can teach you too! 'But when he thought that Li Linsong had said what was in his heart in a hurry, he decided not to teach it for the time being. Anyway, after digging up the medicinal materials and bringing them back, he would be able to see them, and a thoughtful person would recognize them without being taught.
Murong Qingyuan shook his head and said: "It's because I was careless!" After saying that, he said: "I just thought that I couldn't keep copying books at home. Then when I heard that you were going to the mountain, I wanted to go up the mountain with you. After going up the mountain, I also Help you find medicinal materials." Finally, he promised: "I have never thought about going to the mountains to dig medicinal materials to make money, I already make enough money from copying books."
After listening to Murong Qingyuan's words, Li Linsong said: "If you don't want to dig up medicinal materials to make money, you can come with us."
Mo Ziyuan suddenly felt that she couldn't keep up with Li Linsong's thoughts. My eldest brother, can we use some brains! I deeply doubted why I thought his honesty and honesty were just an act! With his current way of thinking, saying he is honest and honest means taking care of him! This is totally mindless!
Murong Qingyuan didn't expect that after one sentence, "there is a bright future in the village," so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I will help you dig out the medicinal materials."
It seems that I didn’t agree to teach him!
Forget it, as a grown-up myself, there is no way I would have to deal with this with two little kids! This is normal. They are all still children. Children have simple minds and don't have as many twists and turns as adults!
After agreeing to go to the mountain to find medicinal materials, Murong Qingyuan continued to copy his book, while Mo Ziyuan took a half of the paper written by Li Linsong and looked at it. After reading it, he picked up the pen and circled the words written by Li Linsong. One came out and circled the slightly better-written characters. After circling, he said to Li Linsong: "One of the ten characters can barely be read." After speaking, he looked into Li Linsong's eyes and asked: "You How are you writing?"
