The first update

"Why are you so abrasive, the elders, don't dare to quit. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info father-in-law has no loss, if he doesn't give it to you, or gives it less, then he is cheating you. Go back and let people know that the ink he sent to Lord Futai is not worth much, where do you let him put his face. Li Bin figured it out first, he had to let his sister accept it, because if Lord Futai wanted to use this kind of ink all the time, his sister would have to do it all the time, regardless of whether she received money or not. Then it's better to collect the money first.

"Then I don't want it, there is no such rule." Li Ping still shook her head, thinking about herself and laughing again, she felt that she was really not suitable for business, at least, she was not as thick-skinned as her eldest brother.

"Sister, I think you should take it. My dad made a lot of money with your ink, but he didn't give you the money, I don't think it's right? Brother Hao propped his chin and thought seriously.

"And what do you think from your father's shoes? Knowing that I only spent a few hundred yuan, I dare to ask him for a hundred taels, you are your father, and you can feel comfortable. Li Ping gave him a roll of the eyes.

"Yes, it's really hard to do." Brother Hao thought about it seriously for a while, and felt that this was really difficult.

"Yes, the gentleman has something to do, something not to do, well done!" Li Xiucai was happy and felt that her daughter was really smart.

Although Li Bin also knows his sister's temperament, he also knows that she will not want it. But he had to try and see her explanation, but he really couldn't refute it.

took back the silver ticket and watched his sister go to write quietly, Li Bin felt that this was really his sister?

"Why do you practice calligraphy every day?" Li Bin stared at his sister, and now the only thing that her sister doesn't make money every day is writing.

"Break!" Li Ping didn't look up, and said slowly and leisurely while writing. It is precisely because this is not profitable that she feels that she can take a quiet break, and she cherishes this small piece of time every day to relax her whole body and mind.

"Sister, I don't want to rest, so can I not write?" Brother Hao hurriedly raised his fat face, saying that he could actually not have this way of resting.

"It's not what I want to write for, it's what your mother wants." Li Ping still didn't look up, and wrote very seriously.

Brother Hao was a little frustrated, and honestly followed the notebook word by word. The two of them also have a hundred words, but Li Ping writes quickly. When she finished writing, she began to make ink ingots.

"Don't take the money, or do it for him?" Li Bin was not surprised by this, this is his sister. But seeing her do it, it's just a little depressing.

"Of course, it's not a hassle." Li Ping wanted to finish it quickly, so she could give Brother Hao a bath and let him sleep. You can do something else by yourself, but think about it, in addition to writing, what you do every day seems to be to make money, make money, or make money. Knead your own ink and hammer it vigorously with a wooden hammer.

"Sister, I think you should charge my father a hundred taels now." Brother Hao squatted in front of her and thought about it very seriously.

"Why?" Li Ping didn't think about it, anyway, Brother Hao had nothing to mess with herself, she was used to it.

"How much effort you've used, really!" Brother Hao nodded.

"It has nothing to do with strength." Li Ping shook her head, Chen Fuxing can earn thousands of silver by drinking with others, and she can only work hard.

"What does that have to do with that?" Brother Hao doesn't understand.

"It has something to do with the brain, if you have a brain, you can make money more easily than others." This sentence was said by the richest man in the world.

"Does that mean we don't have brains?" When Brother Hao heard this, he felt a little sad.

"You're already more brainy than the average kid, but you have to work hard." Li Ping paused for a moment, thinking about it or deciding to tell the truth. With Brother Hao less than six years old, he can do it now, and now it is very good.

"Well, I will." Brother Hao was excited, but seeing that she just stopped for a moment, she started hammering again, really hammering enough for a whole hour, and then took out the scale, and weighed it according to the weight, not a penny. Then knead into strips and put them in the mold, and then press them.

The ink made for Chen Fuxing is actually more accurate than that for his father. The cement used is also a little more delicate. Anyway, she always has an idea, and if she does it seriously, she has to do it well. Can't lose the face of Hanlin Xianggong, this is one thing he is proud of, she can't mess around. Sometimes, she really misses the Duke and Mrs. Hanlin, without them, maybe there would be no later self, and even if, in the end, they abandoned her.

Pressing ink is Brother Hao'er's favorite thing, let him sit on the flat pole of pressing, and sit on it very happily and jump and jump, even his laughter can be heard outside the house.

Li Xiucai and Li Niangzi both laughed, thinking that these two villains were really funny. Now except for Li Bin, no one seems to care about the one hundred taels of silver ticket anymore.

Li Bin actually hasn't seen his sister do ink, he has always listened to his mother, and he really thinks it's easy. As a result, I think it's quite remarkable. My sister reads the book by herself, and she can learn to do this by herself, is it really the gold and jade in the book? He agrees with Brother Hao now, a hundred taels is really not much. Even if the process is not complicated, but

"It's a shame that there is still ink saved before, otherwise, boil the ink out, and you won't have to sleep today." Mrs. Li looked at the time, it was really not early, if it was usual, Brother Hao would have gone to sleep.

But at this time, Li Ping had already taken out the formed ink ingot, smoothed the shape, and put it on the oiled paper. Now it's too cold for the ink to be placed in too cold places, and if the water is too far away, the ink will become cracked. She carefully greased the surface of the ink and placed it on the windowsill of her parents' room.

When it's cold, there will be a stove in the room at home, and the temperature will be slightly higher than outside. Put it on the windowsill, just don't want to be too high, and maintain a certain temperature.

"It's a nuisance." Li Bin was tired of watching it.

"Therefore, those who work hard govern people, and those who work hard govern people!" Li Ping smiled and covered the ink with a gauze cover. During the drying process, there can be no ash.

"Do you want to work hard or work?" Li Bin felt that his sister was so smart, even if there were simple methods in the book, but people wouldn't say it so carefully, otherwise, everyone should have learned, and it would not be his sister's turn. She can do this with her own groping, and he really only has two words to use now: admiration. As a result, my sister said something laborious, laboring. Is this ink laborious or laborious?

"Count it as a hard work! Ordinary people can't think of doing this. Li Ping smiled and shook her head, "However, those who can think of doing this will not do it by themselves at all, and they can afford to hire craftsmen to make it for him." ”

"Do you think we can sell ink, find one or two small workers, and let my mother watch and do it." Li Bin used his brain again. The father-in-law was willing to give his sister a hundred taels, which means that it is worth the price. He felt that it was more comfortable than his sister going to sell food. Mainly, this can be found in small jobs. (To be continued.) )