After hearing the sound, the three people in the yard turned behind them at the same time. When they saw Han Shuxian, the three of them shouted at the same time: "Dad." "Godfather."
Han Qiulu not only shouted to Han Shuxian with a grin, but also grabbed Mo Ziyuan's hand and ran staggeringly towards Han Shuxian. Seeing Han Qiulu running over, Han Shuxian hurriedly walked to Han Qiulu and picked her up again.
"Huahua." After Han Qiulu reached Han Shuxian's arms, he stretched his hand to his head and touched the garland he was wearing to show off.
Looking at the wreath on the little girl's head, Han Shuxian looked lovingly, "Who made such a beautiful wreath for us Lulu?"
Han Qiulu looked at Mo Ziwan, "Sister."
"We Wanwan are not only smart, but also ingenious." Han Shuxian looked at Mo Ziwan and praised.
After hearing Han Shuxian's compliment, Mo Ziwan shook the thread she was holding with some pride, and then shouted: "Godfather, look." As she shouted, a butterfly fluttered in front of her. And fly.
Han Shuxian had just been concentrating on the little girl in his arms, and now he saw the flying butterflies. At this time, Mo Ziyuan said ostentatiously: "Daddy, this is the live kite we caught. It can fly by itself without us flying it. We I also caught a lot of grasshoppers and dragonflies, which was really fun.”
Seeing the excitement on Mo Ziyuan's face, as well as the mud on her dress and shoes, and even the little hands she held up, Han Shuxian's lips also started to smile. This is how children should be, and this is how they should play! "If Wanwan likes it, I can catch a few more to play with tomorrow."
"Yes!" Mo Ziyuan nodded heavily, and then looked at Han Chunlin with a happy face, "Brother Chunlin, I will catch butterflies tomorrow. Butterflies are beautiful."
After hearing Mo Ziwan's words, Han Chunlin nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, I'll help you catch butterflies tomorrow."
Han Shuxian then looked at Han Chunlin, looking at the strings of grasshoppers under his feet, as well as the butterflies and dragonflies flying in his hands. The most eye-catching thing was the mud on his body. He didn't even have to ask whether he was playing with all his heart. This body Mud is the best answer. I'm afraid he would have rolled around in the ground. If he hadn't seen how happy he was playing with Wanwan, he would have had to twist off his ears and suppress the anger rising in his heart. It really wouldn't make anyone worry at all. ! Putting down Han Qiulu, she said to Han Chunlin, "Come and look after my sister. I have something to tell you, sister Wanwan."
Han Chunlin, who had escaped the disaster, said "Oh" and walked to Han Qiulu, thinking that sister Wan Wan just wanted to take her sister to show her mother a wreath, "Let's go, let's go show my mother the flowers."
"Well, show me the flowers." Han Qiulu responded.
When the two brothers and sisters walked towards the kitchen, Han Shuxian also walked towards the study with Mo Ziwan. After arriving in the study room, Han Shuxian took out the envelope from his arms, then opened the envelope and took out the document that Xie Wenhua handed him, "Look!"
Mo Ziwan took it and asked, "What is this?"
"You take a look first!" Han Shuxian did not reply.
Mo Ziyuan opened the folded paper and read it from beginning to end. The further she looked back, the more surprised she looked. After reading it, she looked up at Han Shuxian. She could understand the meaning inside, which was adopted by Mo Yun Bookstore. She used movable type printing to print books, and the books printed in the future would give her a layer of dividends, but she never told Uncle Xie about this. She looked at Han Shuxian, "My godfather and Uncle Xie told me Do you think of a way to print the book?"
Han Shuxian nodded, "Uncle Xie has been trying to improve printing, and your method just allowed him to solve the engraving problem and save time." Then he explained: "Although the benefits of this level seem to be small now, as long as With the use of movable type printing, your Uncle Xie's bookstore will soon surpass other bookstores and become the number one bookstore in Dafeng. In the future, even this level will make a lot of profits."
Mo Ziyuan was so happy that she wanted to jump up and sing a song. She originally wanted to find a suitable opportunity in the future to talk to Uncle Xie about movable type printing. Unexpectedly, her godfather directly helped her negotiate it. This is like a biological father. , no matter how excited I am, I still have to pretend not to understand, "Godfather, what is the bonus?"
Han Shuxian was dumbfounded. He thought Wanwan was smart and knew everything. He didn’t expect that.
She would ask this question and look at her little hands covered with mud. She was stunned for a moment and then laughed happily. She picked up the clay doll without thinking she was dirty and said, "The bonus is money, godfather. After telling Uncle Xie about the movable type printing you mentioned, your Uncle Xie said that this method can help him earn more money, so he will also share the silver with you. If he earns ten taels, he will share one tael with you, and if he earns one hundred taels, he will give you one tael. I’ll give you ten taels.”
At this time, Mo Ziwan began to show her cleverness again, "If you earn one thousand taels, give me one hundred taels, and if you earn ten thousand taels, give me one thousand taels." After imagining that she would soon have a steady stream of income, Mo Ziwan originally Her rosy little face was now as red as a big apple.
"Yes, that's how it is calculated." Han Shuxian said, and then took the documents in Mo Ziwan's hand, folded them, and put them in an envelope. "Put this here with me first. I will send it to your grandparents later, and then give it to them." Talk about it."
"Well, thank you godfather." Mo Ziyuan replied. She originally wanted to make money by printing and copying books on wax paper, but before wax paper printing was available, she let movable type printing make money for herself first, but printing on wax paper is faster. There are also different fonts. Even if you want to engrave a flower, you can print it on wax paper. Thinking of wax paper printing, I want to ask about the ink, but I think if my godfather finds out, he will definitely tell me. , I definitely didn’t find out if I didn’t say it. He put the wax paper aside in advance and said, "Then can I go back and whisper to my grandma first?"
"Okay, just tell your grandma, don't tell anyone else." Han Shuxian warned.
"Yes." Mo Ziyuan nodded and then ran out of the study room. From now on, my grandpa will no longer have to work hard to earn money. After thinking about it, it’s not wrong. During this period, luncheon meat should be sold in the county. Otherwise, how to create a grand hegemony of luncheon meat? It’s better to work hard for this period of time. When godfather and godmother build a luncheon meat workshop, grandma won’t have to sell luncheon meat.
After returning home, Mo Ziyuan hurriedly ran to the kitchen, shouting as she ran, "Grandma, is the food ready? I'm hungry!" Let's be completely kids today!
Song Nanzhi heard Mo Ziwan's business from a distance, "Okay, okay!" He was afraid that if he agreed a little later, his precious granddaughter would be hungrier.
The food of the Mo family is simple, unlike the Han family who have to prepare two dishes and make a soup. But today, she ate better. Song Nanzhi steamed a pot of white dry rice, cut a piece of pork sent by Li Youcai and others and stir-fried it in cabbage. Not only did the meat stir-fry the cabbage, but she also cut up the lunch meat that was made today. Had a small plate.
After Mo Ziyuan shouted, Song Nanzhi, who was still stirring the minced meat, immediately put down his chopsticks, took the bowl and walked to the stove to scoop rice. After finishing the response, he said to Mo Tingyu who was lighting the fire under the stove: "This When the pot is ready, wait until the rice is eaten before steaming it. Wanwan is hungry, so eat first."
Mo Tingyu said: "Okay, this pot will be ready soon."
Mo Tingyu had been lying on the bed for less than two minutes before he turned over again. First he cut two large bamboo sticks, and then went to the kitchen with a cane to help light the fire.
When Mo Ziwan arrived, Song Nanzhi was scooping up rice when he saw Mo Ziwan running in. He turned to look at Mo Ziwan, who was covered in mud. He didn't blame him at all. Instead, he smiled and asked, "What are you kidding about?" This whole mess!"
"Brother Chunlin and I were playing catching grasshoppers in the field. It was a lot of fun." Mo Ziwan replied. After answering, she said quietly: "Grandpa and grandma, I have good news for you."
Seeing the mysterious look on her face, Song Nanzhi teased: "What's the good news? Have you found a treasure?"
Mo Ziwan continued to whisper: "I came up with a good way to print. My godfather told Uncle Xie of the county bookstore about this good way. Uncle Xie said that this method is very good and can print a lot of books. He also said that in the future I will receive a level of bonus from the printed books." After briefly talking about the bookstore's bonus distribution, he also said what Han Shuxian said that others should not know, "My godfather also said that for the time being, Don’t let others know.”
Although Mo Ziwan said it, the two of them still didn't understand the method of printing books. Why hadn't they heard Mo Ziwan talk about it before? Mo Tingyu was lighting the fire with his injured leg crossed, but after listening to Mo Ziyuan's words, he stuffed a handful of firewood into the stove, stood up with his crutches, walked out and asked, "What's the way to print a book? Why didn't you listen?" What did you say?"
Mo Ziwan thought that her godfather would explain it later, so she stopped talking and said, "It's just that when printing a book, you don't have to engrave a lot of words every time."
How can someone who has never read a book know how to print a book! Mo Ziwan's explanation was equivalent to no explanation. Mo Tingyu was still confused and said: "Wanwan, you and I don't understand anything about carving, but although we don't have much money, we can't ask for other people's money in vain. !」
Mo Ziyuan also pretended not to understand, "My godfather said that my method was good, so he gave me the money. My godfather also said that he would be here soon."
The two elders looked at their granddaughter who didn't understand very well, so they stopped asking her any more questions. Even after asking her, she said they didn't understand, so it would be better to ask Shuxian later.
"Okay, I'll ask you what's going on with your godfather later. Go wash your hands and start eating soon." Mo Tingyu said, and after speaking, he jumped two steps to sit down under the stove and continued to light the fire.
Han Shuxian came here counting the time. After finishing the meal, he sat for a while. Counting the time, he estimated that the Mo family had also finished their meal before getting up and walking to the Mo family. When they came to Mo's house, they first tested Murong Qingyuan and Li Linsong. After the test, they said to Murong Qingyuan: "When I go back later, you will follow Wanwan to attend the class, and you will do the same from now on."
Murong Qingyuan was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed and thanked him: "Thank you, uncle. Qingyuan will definitely listen carefully to your uncle's teachings."
Han Shuxian nodded and then said: "Take them all out, your grandparents and I have something to talk about." He glanced at Mo Ziwan who wanted to stay in the room, "Wanwan, go out too."
Mo Ziyuan didn't expect that she would also be called out, but she still responded obediently: "Okay." Then she pulled Li Linsong beside her: "Eucalyptus, let's go out to play."
After waiting for the baby in the room to leave, Han Shuxian said, "Uncle Mo, Auntie, did Wanwan tell you about the bookstore?"
Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi both nodded and said, "I told you." Song Nanzhi added, "I'll tell you when I get back."
After Song Nanzhi added, Mo Tingyu continued: "Your aunt and I are illiterate, so we don't understand what Wan Wan said. She thought of a way to print books, and the bookstore wants to give her dividends, no matter what There is no way to collect money."
Han Shuxian took out the envelope from his sleeve, and then took out the documents from it. "Wanwan came up with a way to print the book quickly. No matter who uses this method, it can be more economical than printing the book before." Time and money. The bookstore where Wan Wan copied the book is a friend of mine. He has been thinking of ways to print the book faster. It happened that Wan Wan came up with a good idea. I told him about Wan Wan’s idea. , he said he was willing to share a layer of bonuses with Wan Wan in the future, and it was considered that Wan Wan had used this method to get a stake in his bookstore."
Mo Tingyu and Song Nanzhi understood it this time. They understood it, but how could it be so valuable? Mo Tingyu said: "Shu Xian, I know you love Wan Wan, but you can't let your friend suffer because of Wan Wan."
Han Shuxian smiled and said: "He is at a disadvantage. Now he is eager to praise us to the sky." But then he said: "You know this, so don't say anything outside. He will send us the money on time every month." , otherwise if word spreads, it will be detrimental to Wanwan."
He was also afraid that they would not know why they would be disadvantageous to Wan Wan, so he explained: "Only you and I know how smart Wan Wan is. If you are too smart, people will think you are too smart to be a monster. At that time, even if we want to protect Wan Wan, , I’m afraid it’s hard to protect them well.”
The two of them dared to say anything more. They were so frightened that Mo Tingyu stopped wanting the dividends from the bookstore and said, "We don't want to forget about this level of dividends either. Just tell your friends and treat it as if he came up with this idea." ” Chinese website
Han Shuxian didn't expect that they would even give up the money they got for Wan Wan. Although Wan Wan has no parents, she is luckier than many children with parents to have such a grandma. He comforted: "You can rest assured about this, the bookstore The shopkeeper will definitely not say anything that will affect his business, but you should also pay more attention. Whether it is about printing books or some ideas that Wan Wan comes up with from time to time, don't say anything that you can't say. "
The two of them felt relieved. They had never thought that being very smart was not a good thing. Song Nanzhi hurriedly said: "We won't talk about Wan Wan when we go out from now on. I will also ask Wan Wan to go out less often."
That’s okay, Han Shuxian said: “It’s okay.” It’s just that
What Han Shuxian didn't expect was that he was here now telling the Mo family about making money through dividends, and when he turned back, his wife also told him about making money.
