Weaving was originally about practice makes perfect, and of course, calmness. Isn't it difficult www.biquge.info to calm down and see the line clearly, and then balance your hands and feet.

After Li Ping knew that Mrs. Li would not let her go, she could only helplessly follow what her mother taught. Slowly coordinate their movements, and carefully remember every step, really calm, and slowly no longer hear the mother's roar. The sound of the loom became more and more harmonious, and she weaved more and more smoothly.

Of course, Mrs. Li started from the most basic teaching, which is a white coarse cloth. Originally, it was for her to practice, but when she turned around and knitted longer, she cut the place where she stuttered before, and she could still sell it for money. Therefore, she is not in a hurry, she must let her daughter learn this anyway.

Seeing that her daughter was getting more and more comfortable, Mrs. Li was still thinking about what Li Ping told her just now. Don't look at what she didn't say just now, but in her heart she agreed with her daughter's opinion. Seeing that it was still early, she hurriedly changed her clothes and rode her donkey into the city.

Looking for a carpenter to make a wooden box, Li Niangzi felt unreliable when she heard it. One is that it is not used, and the other is, don't think that craftsmen in this small place are cheap.

Let's just say that the blacksmith at the entrance of the village is still a member of the Li family. She went to add some iron to the small hoe used to grow vegetables at home, and dared to ask her for ten yuan. Not to mention the carpenter, everyone is a door-to-door thing, no matter what he plays, the food for that day will be contracted to him. I also have to pay for the timber and wages by myself. She thinks that tofu is the price of meat. Not cost-effective!

Mrs. Li thought it would be better to go into the city and ask her son's meaning, and by the way, she could also inquire where to buy cheap ink boxes. At this moment, Mrs. Li didn't think of it at all, so she could ask her father-in-law what he thought.

It happened to be in the afternoon, and there was no business, and everyone was sleepy. The shopkeeper is also a courtier, and when he saw that Mrs. Li was coming, he was busy and said goodbye. Before, the two Ya were married, and the shopkeeper also let people follow a little bit, because they didn't go in person, but now they see Li Niangzi, and there is no shortage of etiquette. Invite her to sit in the room and serve refreshments. When I asked what I meant, the shopkeeper smiled.

"The big lady's idea is really good, you don't have to go out to find the ink cartridges, we have a lot of them." After saying that, he directly asked Da Lang to go to the back and pick up ten of the unwanted ink cartridges.

While they were talking, Da Lang listened from the side. After listening to the shopkeeper's words, he went to the storehouse at the back.

Their town is the only way to enter Beijing, and it is a large transit place. Every three years, there are countless people who go to Beijing to take the exam, and often some people walk on the road one or two years in advance because they are poor, saying that they are traveling in the mountains and rivers, but in fact, they can't afford to hire cars and horses, so they just walk on the road with a pair of feet. Even so, when I got here, many people ran out of Panchuan, so they started to be things. Here, they are all about what they think is dispensable, such as ink cartridges.

And these things, when you buy them, are quite expensive. But when it comes to the pawnshop, it's really not worth much. Pawnshops are too lazy to accept such things, but those who open pawnshops still say that they save people in danger, and there is nothing they refuse to accept. Chaofeng should also make a good fate, these things were originally extremely worthless, and when I entered the pawnshop, I was afraid that I would be able to go out and buy a baked cake for a few pennies. Therefore, these cartridges are generally dead, stored in a certain amount, and the shopkeeper sells them to coppersmiths in one piece.

Da Lang was very well-behaved, so he picked the blackest and oldest, and took out ten. When the shopkeeper saw it, he was all happy, "You kid, you are not very clever on weekdays, but you can't give up on your own mother." ”

"Look at what the master said, my mother took it back and scrubbed and washed it for those boys, and it was enough. However, my mother reminded the apprentice that we sold these boxes to coppersmiths before, and we really couldn't recover the capital, so this time we will clean up and sell them to the academy will definitely be in demand. Da Lang smiled and coquettishly said to the shopkeeper.

"You, follow the teacher to shake this cleverness. In the end, it's still towards your mother. Okay, okay, don't ask your mother for money. The shopkeeper knocked Da Lang with a fan, saying that Da Lang's little trick could not be hidden from him, but he didn't mind, and this matter was over.

Mrs. Li thanked her and took it back. sighed in my heart that my two sons and daughters were all top people. One knows how to fight big with small. One, I know that retreat is advance. It's uncomfortable to think about it, his baby daughter is so smart and clever, but she was troubled by the Zeng family. Thinking about it, I hated the bear children who played with the slingshot that day, and I haven't found it yet, and I hate it in my heart, and I can't help but think, but don't let her find out.

The second stop was to go to the stationery store. Originally, they all came and went often, and Mrs. Li had to come every other paragraph, and the young man was busy leading in.

"Aunt Li, this time the ink strip is gone again?" The young man warmly invited her in.

When Aunt Li heard this, her heart twitched. Those little kids, it's like they can eat ink, sometimes give them a stick and they can use it up the same day. Later, she lost her temper, okay, they changed it for two or three days. Sometimes, though, when they really fall to the ground and the ink strips shatter into several pieces, she can't keep them from getting new ones. So, Li Niangzi kept those leftovers and let Li Xiucai use them slowly, in fact, she also knew that this had to be used until the Year of the Monkey, but she was still distressed when she really threw it away.

"Forget it, you can take me two bottles of the cheapest ink today." Mrs. Li pointed to the large bottle of ink and said to her brother. The little brother was stunned. A box of ink strips can grind out three or four bottles of ink. But a box of ink strips can only buy a bottle of ink. He didn't know what Mrs. Li thought. But the businessman, the customer comes first. Hurriedly took two bottles and tied them for her. Mrs. Li also looked at the paper, but thought that there were still a lot of bad papers at home, so she was not busy buying them, and rode her little donkey back.

There was a lot of confusion on the road, but if you think about it, your total expenditure is only two bottles of ink, and you will be relieved. It didn't take an hour to go back and forth, and Li Xiucai was still teaching, and her daughter was still concentrating on weaving, looking at gestures, not as fast as herself, and she finally looked good. She didn't bother them, put the ink away, and went to the backyard to wash the cartridges.

Da Lang is the scheming child, looking at the black and old one, but in fact, he doesn't want his mother to spend money. However, ink cartridges are generally made of white copper, which will not rust. It's just that the people who use it don't know how to cherish it, and after being treated, they are thrown into the old shop that no one cares about, and it accumulates over time, and it is actually a thick layer of oil sludge on it.

Mrs. Li, clear out the moldy cotton tires, take some hay and dip it in some water and then stain it with grass ash, and wipe it vigorously. Li Niangzi was originally the neat person, who went to the clan to help wipe the ritual utensils during the New Year's Festival, but she knew how to wipe these things bright and bright. When the oil sludge on it was removed, revealing its original color, washed with water, and then dried with a dry cloth, the white copper box was shining.

Of course, no matter how bright it is, I also know that this is not new. But what does it matter, it doesn't cost yet.