Song Nanzhi also wanted to buy a kitchen knife, but a kitchen knife cost more than 100 yuan, which was a lot of money. Although he made some money today, he bought more than ten kilograms of meat. All the money he earned was used up before he could warm it up. He had to spend more than 100 yuan to buy knives. Song Nanzhi felt heartbroken just thinking about it, so he thought I don’t want to buy it today. If I want to buy it, I will buy it in two days. It won’t be too late to buy it after I earn some more money. “There is still some red sweet potato powder left after grinding it yesterday. I think it can be used today. There is no rush for red sweet potato today.” , go back and chop the meat out first, there is not much meat, and it will be chopped in a while. When the meat is chopped, I will cut some red sweet potatoes, which will be used. I will sell the kitchen knife in two days."
After listening to Song Nanzhi's clear arrangement of the use of the kitchen knife, Mo Ziwan could only sigh in her heart, knowing that she was reluctant to part with it, but just as she arranged, she would only chop the meat today, and there was plenty of time. She could wait until the meat was finished before cutting it. Red sweet potatoes are also available, and a knife is enough, so he responded with a smile: "Well, I will buy the knife in two days. Grandma can remember to buy it then."
"Remember it, remember it." Song Nanzhi said.
Mo Tingyu had been looking at the road outside the yard for a long time. Not only was he looking at it, he also sat on the threshold in front of the house and waited. After sitting at the door and waiting for almost a quarter of an hour, I finally heard some noise.
After listening to the sound from a distance, Mo Tingyu took the crutches beside him and slowly pushed himself up, then stood up. After standing up, he took a few steps out with the crutches. Fortunately, he didn't let him After waiting a little longer, he saw Song Nanzhi coming back with a few children after standing there for a while. I couldn't hide my excitement, but I was afraid of not selling, and I didn't dare to ask directly for fear that the old woman and the children would be unhappy, so I just said, "I just thought you guys should come back soon." There wasn't much meat. Figured they wouldn't be delayed long. Then he said, "I've prepared the food. Wash your hands and eat quickly."
It was almost noon when Song Nanzhi took his children out. Thinking that they would be very hungry after dinner when they came back, he went to the kitchen with crutches to cook so that they could eat when they came back. They don't have to wait for the old lady to come back to cook the rice, and they have to wait for a while.
When Song Nanzhi heard that he had cooked all the rice, he blamed him: "You have bad legs, so why are you cooking? Isn't it the same when we come back and cook it ourselves?"
Mo Tingyu said with a smile: "Cooking is not a heavy job. I just need to sit somewhere else. I took a bench to sit on with my legs."
The meal was ready, and Song Nanzhi didn't say much. It was already noon, and the children were hungry. After saying that, he looked to the side and looked at Li Linyu, who was jumping around and playing all the way. He wasn't just picking up rocks. He just pulled a handful of grass and played with it, but he didn't have a moment to spare. "Eucalyptus, hurry up and wash your hands with your elder brother and the others. We will eat soon." Then he said to Li Linsong: "Hurry up and take your brother to wash his hands. , wash up and then eat."
He told the children to wash their hands, and he went to the kitchen as well, preparing to put the meat in the basket in the kitchen and tidy it up after dinner. When he arrived at the kitchen, Song Nanzhi, who had put the meat, washed his hands. I took the bowl on the chopping board and went to scoop up the rice.
The rice was still porridge, but Mo Tingyu fried a piece of cabbage to go with it. After scooping out the food, he shouted: "Come and serve the food." After shouting, except for Li Linyu and Mo Ziyuan who did not come to serve it, the other three came to serve it. Although Mo Ziyuan and Li Linyu did not serve the food, their food was served by Murong Qingyuan, Li Linsong, and Mo Li, including Mo Tingyu's food.
After the food was served, Mo Tingyu asked, "I thought it would take a while for you to come back, but I didn't expect you to come back so soon."
Song Nanzhi picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge before saying: "Our lunch meat is so delicious that it was sold out in a while. There were still people who wanted to buy it later, but unfortunately it was all sold out. I asked him to come back tomorrow. If I had known that I would Just buy more meat.”
Ever since Song Nanzhi took his children to the county town, he had been thinking about whether he could buy them. Fortunately, they were all sold. She turned to look at Mo Ziwan with a loving expression, "We, Ziwan, are smart and the lunch meat we came up with is delicious. Everyone will definitely like it."
Mo Ziwan looked proud, "That's right, I'm the smartest." After saying this, she couldn't help but feel ashamed.
"I made a hundred and sixty-eight coins today. I used the money I earned to sell another twelve kilograms of meat. After dinner, I will chop the meat first. After it is done, I will go there early tomorrow morning." Song Nanzhibian Said while eating.
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How could Song Nanzhi let Mo Tingyu chop meat again? "After eating, you go to bed and rest for a while. After resting for a while, you can cut some bamboo sticks and use them when you taste the lunch meat for the guests tomorrow."
After eating, Mo Ziwan went back to the house to rest as usual. After she had rested, she could teach the children in the village. I just lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep for a while. I saw that the house was still the same as when I was picked up, with the same bare walls. Looking at the empty house, I thought that the luncheon meat business has now started. As long as there is income every day, my grandma can open up the money bag a little, and the family can gradually add more things. Unlike now, even if the family has a certain amount of money, they are still reluctant to use it.
Now I'm just waiting for my godfather to find out about the ink. If he can find out about the ink, he can make a lot of money just by printing on wax paper. Even if he doesn't make much money from luncheon meat, he won't have to worry about not having enough money to give to his family. Add some more things, replace some old furniture with new ones, and this house. Although the small blue brick house is quite good in the village, I still miss the house in my previous life. When I have money, Not to mention renovating the house, but definitely repainting the inside.
wrong! It's not painting. Although the plastered walls look white, the dust falling from the plaster is no less than that of the small blue-tiled house now. When I get rich, I will cover the walls of the house with light blue cloth. Thinking about the time when I was renovating a house in my previous life, the decorator highly recommended wall coverings and mentioned a lot of benefits of wall coverings. I never expected that I would think of pasting a layer of wall coverings in my house without being introduced by anyone. I want a big bed of 1.8 meters, and I can roll on the bed as much as I want.
Speaking of this house, the only thing that I think is good is that the ground is paved with stone slabs. Otherwise, it would be like the mud floors of other houses in the village. If the house leaks and rains, I am afraid that people at home will be slipped to the ground. An injury.
Mo Ziyuan was at home thinking about the good dreams brought by wax paper printing, and Han Shuxian was also busy working on the wax paper printing. After having a long lunch in the academy, Han Shuxian left the academy and headed towards Xie Wenhua's bookstore. After hurriedly walking all the way to the bookstore, the kid took him directly to the hall in the backyard without informing him, and then went to report to Xie Wenhua.
After Xie Wenhua came to the hall, he hurriedly ordered someone to pour tea, "Why do you have time to come to my bookstore now?"
Han Shuxian did not immediately ask about the ink pad, but asked about another matter first, "How are the words engraved?"
When it came to engraving, Xie Wenhua looked grateful again. He still remembered that when Wan Wan first came to the store, he said, "Why don't you prepare some engravings!" She said it clearly, but she still laughed at her for being so young. I understand. Thinking about it, I have been running a bookstore for two years. The books in the store are still selling well, but there is still no progress in the printing matter. I don’t have much confidence to stick to it anymore. , but I never expected that I would have such good luck with movable type printing. This saves me a lot of worry. In the future, when I encounter a good book, I can print it immediately, and I no longer have to wait for someone to engrave it. Only then can it be printed!
Xie Wenhua was happy to have movable type printing, but he was also worried about the imperfection of the printed product. However, this matter could not be solved immediately. It was better to carve out more characters to be used earlier. He said, "I've already had some carved out. I put together a version and tried it out in the first half of the day. It works great, but the ink issue hasn't been resolved yet!"
Han Shuxian is very happy that the problem he is facing now is the same as him, "When the villagers went to the medical center, I didn't ask someone to write a note."
Of course Xie Wenhua knew about this. Because of Wan Wan being bullied, he and Liu Yuan went to Green Bay Village to support Wan Wan. I don’t know why he mentioned it again now. He nodded and said, "But they What's going on?"
Han Shuxian waved his hand, "If they dare to make trouble, I will really invite them to taste the food in the prison." Then he said, "I don't care about their business. After the receipt was written, I asked them to press their fingerprints again." When I was doing this, I clearly saw that their hands were covered in red ink pad, but when it landed on the paper, it didn’t soak out of their fingers at all.”
Xie Wenhua did not show any happiness after hearing this
, said: "Even if I can buy more ink pads, how much ink pads will be used to print so many books, will I still make money?"
Han Shuxian glanced at Xie Wenhua with disdain, "Are you stupid? You can't ask about how to make ink pads. I don't really want ink pads. I don't want mud. I just need water that can print words."
Xie Wenhua looked at Han Shuxian and asked in disbelief: "Did you come up with it or did Wan Wan come up with it?"
Han Shuxian rolled his eyes at Xie Wenhua, "Do you think everyone is as stupid as you? You haven't printed a single book after printing for almost two years!" Although he came up with the idea of using ink pads for printing, there is no need to add mud to the ink pads. But it was Wan Wan who brought it up and continued: "You ask someone to find a few people who know how to make ink pads, and ask them to think of ways to change the printing ink, remove the cinnabar from the ink pad, and use only ink from the ink pad. Come and try printing."
"Ink!" Xie Wenhua repeated, recalling the fingerprints he pressed in the past. After recalling it, he found that the edges where his fingers pressed were not soaked. "Okay, I will send someone to look for it soon."
After agreeing on the ink, Han Shuxian reached for the tea cup that was served on the table, took a sip and then asked, "Have you considered the plan I told you before?"
Xie Wenhua smiled and said, "If I hadn't clearly known the relationship between you and your siblings, and just because you care more about Wanwan than Chunlin and his siblings, I would have thought that Wanwan was your biological daughter in the outside world!"
Han Shuxian had the urge to throw the teacup in his hand at the person opposite him. After taking another sip of tea, he slowly said: "Isn't she my daughter now? As a father, if I don't think more about her, why should I?" Let an outsider like you take advantage of her."
"Who is an outsider with the surname Han? She also calls me uncle!" Xie Wenhua said anxiously.
"I don't want to think about why she calls you uncle? It's not because of my name." Han Shuxian said still unhurriedly.
Xie Wenhua was speechless. Wan Wan might have called him uncle because of his name. Otherwise, he would have just called him uncle. He is older than Han Shuxian, so he called him uncle. This shows that Han Shuxian has long been in his heart. He is like a father, "Yes, it's really thanks to Mr. Han that I have such a well-behaved, smart and blessed niece like Wanwan."
Han Shuxian responded seriously: "Well, you're welcome."
