"Jin shopkeeper, we can transport the goods to the inn after we count them, and then we have to order five hundred dollars of second-class straw paper, the price is still the price of this time, the delivery date is the thirteenth of the next month, what do you think?" As soon as Qin Baichuan's words came out, Jin Dashan was a little heartbroken. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is not a small business, Qin Baichuan is the last customer of the Jin family, but it is also based on the fact that the straw paper of the Jin family is the cheapest, not because of the quality of the Jin family's paper, but this time it is different.

This time, Qin Baichuan made an order against the Jin family's paper itself, which was completely different.

It represents a kind of recognition.

Jin Dashan's eyes were a little moist, and his heart was full of emotion and sourness.

It's been a lot of years, and it's really comfortable and really touching to be recognized.

"Shopkeeper Qin, don't worry, our Jinjia Paper Mill keeps its promise and guarantees that the quality of the goods you want next time is the same as this time." Jin Dashan made a guarantee, this is the most reassuring guarantee in his life, the most confident guarantee.

Qin Baichuan glanced at the girl outside the door, thin and small, but there was a Ling Ran between her eyebrows and eyes, her small facial features had not yet grown, but they were still unforgettable, not in line with the calmness and calmness of this age, it seemed that everything in front of her was as she expected, this sense of control of strategizing was not what a four or seven-year-old child should have.

"Your Jin family paper mill, I am relieved, we have known each other for so many years, I believe your gold shopkeeper's words." Qin Baichuan said this from his heart.

Jin Dashan sneered, he didn't know what to say to repay this kind of kindness to himself, after all, the most difficult situation was that Qin Baichuan had always given himself a chance, whether it was for profit or not, but Qin Baichuan was also a great benefactor who survived in their Jin family paper mill.

"Shopkeeper Qin, do you need other paper goods? Our paper mill has just recently released a new paper product, or you will give it a palm. It was the girl's immature voice that interrupted Jin Dashan's uneasiness.

also made Qin Baichuan look up.

"Your name is June, right? Come in and talk! ”

Qin Baichuan beckoned, this is a seven-year-old girl, no matter how smart she is, she is still a child, Qin Baichuan can't treat her as an adult, and she speaks with a temptation to a child.

June walked into the house and walked over to a wall where there was a long table covered with black flannel.

Stand still and focused.

Qin Baichuan also walked over and stood beside June.

Qian Zhun was a little angry, this kid was really bold.

It's fun to lead them by the nose like this, right?

"Are you talking about the new paper products down here?" Qin Baichuan is a little curious, he has been in business for many years, and paper products are already a part of Qin Baichuan's life, familiar like a part of his body, and for any paper products, Qin Baichuan cares about them.

What's more, what kind of new products will be the paper goods taken out by such a Jinjia paper mill really made Qin Baichuan curious.

It seems that the Jin family paper mill has some secrets.

June reached down and lifted the flannel that was covering, revealing a stack of papers underneath.

A faint scent of paper overflowed and filled the room.

Qin Baichuan's eyes narrowed slightly, becoming a slender slit.

Qian Zhun had already stepped over with an arrow step, his expression was surprised, his mouth was too surprised, he kept a slightly open appearance, and the muscles in the corners of his eyes jumped uncontrollably.

The light in his eyes was shining, his eyes stared at the paper in front of him, he carefully stretched out his hand, slowly picked up a piece of paper, closed his eyes, sniffed at the end of his nose, and then took a deep breath.

Opening his eyes, Qian Zhun raised the paper, and a crisp voice sounded.

Raising his face, he said to Jin Dashan: "Jin shopkeeper, borrow pen and ink!" ”

Jin Dashan was flattered, this gesture of pleading, even with rare respect, he heard it from Qian Zhun for the first time, and hurriedly ordered Chu Yi: "Boss, go get pen, ink, paper, and inkstone." ”

This is something that most paper mills will prepare, just to test the effect of writing and painting on paper, and of course, to see the ink absorption.

However, the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone of the Jin family have been furnishings for several years, and what is the writing function of straw paper!

This is also the first time that the groundbreaking has come in handy.

Chu Yi staggered to the front yard to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, his heart jumped suddenly, there was a star twinkling in front of him, and a voice in his heart shouted: Pen, ink, paper and inkstone are going to come in handy!

No one understands this better than the first year of junior high school, and what it means for a paper mill.

On the 13th Street, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are simply a joke.

Whoever buys straw paper still needs to use pen and ink to check it!

It's not enough to make people laugh.

But the money in charge who is said to be a strange and accurate person who looks at paper goods actually needs pen, ink, paper, and inkstone?

What else needs to be said about this?

No, you don't.

In a word, the results of the ten days of June mysteriously busy in the workshop in the backyard have come out, and the Jin family can make fine edge paper.

Thin edge paper!

It's really a thin-edged paper!

When Chu Yi thought of this term, his face was hot, his face was full of heat, and his heart was full of burning flames.

The Jinjia paper mill was able to produce fine edge paper!

Let the neighbors who look down on us and be ridiculed every time they go out are staring at us, throw all those ridicules in their faces, and give them back.

Our Kim family is different.

It was probably at this time that the first year of junior high school really realized the significance of the paper god art.

The glory of the paper god art.

The first year of junior high school ran back to the backyard in three steps and two steps, and when he entered the door, he almost tripped over the threshold, and just stood firm under his feet, his face was red, and he handed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he was holding in his arms to Jin Dashan.

Jin Dashan took it and explained to Qin Baichuan: "This kid is not usually like this, don't laugh." ”

Qin Baichuan waved his hand generously and asked enviously: "This is your eldest man!" Not bad, not bad, a talent! ”

At first, the face was thin-skinned, and the praised face was red and the neck was thick, and he stood aside and lowered his eyes.

"Laugh, laugh!" Jin Dashan put the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the table.

Qian Zhun didn't wait for Jin Dashan to open his mouth to let go, he stepped over regardless of it, stood in front of the table, and carefully spread out the paper in his hand.

Some slightly yellowed paper was spread out on the table, and Qian Zhun didn't even wait for Jin Dashan to give him instructions to polish the ink, so he rolled up his sleeves and began to grind the ink, and then polished the pen.

When the lines of cursive script jumped on the paper, the handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing showed off to a room of people.

Qin Baichuan let out an "oh" in surprise, walked to the table, and carefully looked at the ink stains on the paper.