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Xinchang County School is on another street parallel to East Street, which is much quieter than the shops on East Street. There are courtyards all around, a row of closed vermilion gates, and you can see that they are all rich and noble.

Although the Northern Wei Dynasty's entry into the court as an official is a nine-grade Zhongzheng system, relying on background, money, and family background, Situ Yan still hopes that the four brothers of the Li family can read more books, even if they can't enter the court as officials, at least they can tell right from wrong, and they can use it one day, so they can be prepared.

Carrying a basket on his back to the gate of the county school, the gate is vermilion, and there is a couplet on the door, "Pretend to hide the verdant windows; Answer the chords. "Judging from the branches on the courtyard wall, it is a plum tree, although I didn't go in, but I can see that the environment of this county school is quiet, and it is a suitable place to study.

straightened her clothes, and Situ Yan stepped forward and knocked on the door. I knocked three times before I heard someone answer the door, "Who?" ”

With a "squeak", the door opened a crack, and a middle-aged man with a full beard poked his head out of the door, "Master, Mu Xiu today, come back tomorrow if you have something." "The door is about to close.

"Uncle, please wait a minute, I'm not here to find the master, I'm here to find you. Are you the steward here? "It's useless to find a master for Situ Yan's affairs, ordinary masters are very high-minded, I'm afraid they won't take care of a poor baby like her.

"Yes, I don't know you, what are you looking for?" The middle-aged man pulled the door a little wider and poked half of his body out.

"Uncle, it's like this, my family is poor, my brothers can't afford to buy paper for reading and practicing calligraphy, I think that there must be a lot of waste paper used by students in this county school to practice calligraphy, I want some, I don't want it in vain, every time I catch up with the big set, I will let my brothers bring you two bundles of firewood, and you usually help me collect more. In this way, there is no need to buy firewood in the county school. Although this will not save a few dollars. But I want it for a long time, and there are a lot of them in a year. Uncle, please help me, I want my brothers to study, so that I can have a career in the future! The more Situ Yan spoke, the more sad she became, and she didn't forget to cry a few times. Of course, the words are still clear and clear.

"You little baby is a heart, your brother is also a blessed one, okay, I can call the shots in this matter, so I will answer you, you will come over next time you catch the big set, but you have to come earlier, usually I stay until the end of the hour and leave." The middle-aged man calculated in his heart, this bundle of firewood costs five yuan, and six bundles of firewood a month is thirty yuan, and the money saved is all his. That's how I agreed.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Situ Yan said a few more polite words to the middle-aged man, and saw that it was not too early, so he left. This steward's surname is Wang, his family lives on West Street, and he is a steward in the county school during the day. Today, he was able to meet Situ Yan and get this benefit, and he was full of joy.

After leaving the county school, Situ Yan went to the bookstore again, and the guys in the bookstore were also kind, Situ Yan first inquired if there were any printed books here, and knew that there was no movable type printing in this dynasty, and he was overjoyed.

Then I asked again, how much can I get paid for copying a book by hand, and the guy thought that Situ Yan was asking for the adults in the family, and he didn't think about it, so he answered carefully, album books, thin 10 texts, thick 15 texts, if it is a scroll book or scriptures, it is counted separately.

"Little brother, I want a thin copy, do you think it's feasible?"

"You? Can you write? If you copy this book by mistake, will you lose money? "The man was a little unconvinced, how could a poor boy from the country write. Even if it can be a word and a half, it is estimated that the word will not be able to catch the eye.

"In this way, you give me a piece of paper, and I will copy it for you to see, if it is good, you will use it, if it is not good, this is ten cents, and it will be regarded as my paper money."

The guy looked at the ten cents handed over by Situ Yan, paused for a moment, and quickly understood that he was out of sight today, if he didn't have two brushes, how could anyone buy a piece of paper with ten cents.

"This little brother, I'm clumsy, there happens to be a booklet here, you just copy it on that table, and when it's done, you come back to me." The guy handed Situ Yan an album book and a blank album.

Situ Yan put the basket next to the chair, poured water into the inkstone, studied the ink, laid out the paper, took the pen and occupied the ink, settled down, and began to copy it. This album book is a travelogue that appears to be just one in a series. Situ Yan is not just to make money by copying books, she also wants to learn about some things about this dynasty through these books.

The guy has been paying attention to Situ Yan's movements, watching her smooth movements at a glance, it is very like that, so he is relieved to do something else, and he muttered to himself in his heart, this is really the sun coming out in the west, and the baby who is more than six years old can copy books and make money.

In less than an hour, the book was copied. Situ Yan waited for the ink to dry, then closed the book and gave it to the buddy, the guy read it carefully, some words even he didn't know, and only after checking the original book did he make sure that Situ Yan copied it correctly, and he was also happy in his heart.

In these years, a little learned people will not do this job, and the words without knowledge are poorly written, and it is rare to have a person who wants to do this job, and the words are written well, thinking that if this little baby can copy more when he goes home, there will be more books that can be sold in this bookstore.

Situ Yan didn't want to make a living from this, so she politely declined, only saying that every time there was a big set, she would come to copy one or two copies. I got ten cents. I asked the guy for a piece of paper, and I drew a pattern with the rest of the ink, and then went to embroider and change some needles and threads.

This time, the guy really believes that this little baby's family must have been a rich and noble before, I'm afraid that something is wrong, and now it's bad, so I copied the book for money, just look at the baby's words and paintings, and I know that the private school in the family was also a learned man. can teach such a good student.

Out of the bookstore, Situ Yan inquired all the way to the embroidery village, the embroidery village is adjacent to the west street, the door is not big, but there are a lot of people, there are those who come to hand over embroidery, there are those who choose embroidery, which is more lively than bookstores and pharmacies. Situ Yan not only thought that whether it was ancient or modern, this woman's money was the best to make.

Situ Yan is small, and it is not easy to squeeze in, and after waiting for a quarter of an hour, I saw that there were fewer people, and I poked my head to see that the shopkeeper was introducing embroidery to a young lady at this time. The shopkeeper is a middle-aged woman, with fair skin, and her appearance is still said in the past, but she is just smeared with a thick layer of powder, but it is not beautiful.

Situ Yan glanced down at the embroidery, it was a purse, the cloth was foundation and satin, but the pattern was simple, the color matching and thread were not too good, there was nothing new, and then looked at the young lady's face, and knew that this young lady was afraid that she was not satisfied.

"Shopkeeper, it's hard for our young lady to go out, you have these goods here, I'm afraid we won't be on your door in the future." A little maid in emerald clothes beside Miss saw that Miss didn't like it, and she hurriedly opened her mouth with a look in her eyes, thinking that when she went back this time, Miss would definitely reward her with something.

"There's no good tricks here lately, the new look before, the young lady has chosen to go, or next time, I'll send it to the young lady's house first, and I won't let you run for nothing." The shopkeeper also wants to do this business, but she can't help it, this young lady has a rich family background and often visits, so the new look on the shop is always bought by her, but there are too few people who paint a new look, and she doesn't often have it, this time I'm afraid that the young lady will not like it, and I don't know if the young lady can come to the door in the future?

The more I thought about it, the more worried I became, and when I turned around, I happened to see Situ Yan poking her head out of the door and looking in, she was angry, and she was about to pick someone up when she raised her hand.

Situ Yan also noticed the shopkeeper's movements, and without waiting for her to speak, she opened her voice first, "The shopkeeper, my mother has just drawn a new look, let me take you here to sell, saying that your price here is the fairest." As he spoke, he handed over the paper he had just drawn in the bookstore.

The shopkeeper's hand was still raised, and when Situ Yan said this, he was a little embarrassed, so he hurriedly changed his face, took the paper, and opened it as he spoke, "Your little baby's mouth is quite neat, yo, this embroidery is really good, if it is embroidered on the handkerchief and colored, it will be really brilliant." ”

The shopkeeper couldn't put it down with this embroidery, she hadn't seen such a beautiful embroidery for a long time, the same flower, this flower style was novel, two flowers and not a lotus.

The young lady on the side also saw the embroidery sample at this time, and took it with interest, "This embroidery is chic, can the shopkeeper cut his love and sell this embroidery sample to me." ”

The shopkeeper is in a difficult position now, if you don't sell it, I'm afraid you're going to offend a guest, if you sell it, if you embroider it according to this, she will make a lot of money.

The maid looked embarrassed when she saw the shopkeeper, and she was unhappy at first, "Shopkeeper, we don't know how many things we have bought in your shop in a year, just such a gadget, what else are you reluctant to do." If the young lady is happy, come a few more times, you can't make enough money. ”

The shopkeeper thought that he couldn't offend the guests anymore, gritted his teeth and agreed to sell the embroidery sample, but when he turned his head, he remembered that the embroidery was not in her shop, and the little baby was still waiting for her, "Little baby, you wait first, I want this embroidery sample, and I will settle the money for you later." ”

There is a very high price difference between this buy and sell, and the shopkeeper doesn't want both parties to know, so he invited the young lady to go to the inner hall. After a while, the young lady walked out satisfied, got into the sedan chair and left. The shopkeeper was sent all the way from the inner hall to the door, and then he came in to greet Situ Yan.

"Little baby, this embroidery sample is generally ten yuan a piece, and this one of yours is more special, only thirty yuan, which is also the highest price I can give." The shopkeeper just sold this embroidery sample for 100 yuan, and gave Situ Yan 30 yuan.

"Thank you to the shopkeeper, but the embroidery I have been painting for a long time, and the guest just now likes it so much, I don't want much, can you give me two bags of leftover rags, plus thirty dollars, so that I can go back and explain to my mother." When the shopkeeper heard that he didn't want to add money, he just wanted some rags, and she had a lot of that thing here, and it was useless, so she agreed after thinking about it.

"Little baby, this is thirty yuan, these two bags of rags are very heavy, I'm afraid you can't move them alone."

Situ Yan put the thirty yuan into her arms first, and then took the two bags of rags, "Trouble the shopkeeper to put these two bags at the door, and I'll find the eldest brother to come and get them later." ”

The shopkeeper thinks about it, no matter how relieved this adult is, he will not let a child sell things, I think it is because this is an embroidery shop, and it is not suitable for a big man to come in, so he sent a little baby in. Without thinking much about it, he put two bags of rags at the door, and just as a guest came, the shopkeeper ignored her and went to get busy.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Situ Yan hurriedly put two bags of things into the ring, and then ran to the place where Aunt Niu set up a stall. (The novel "Troubled Times" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there will be a 100% lottery gift for everyone!) Open WeChat now, click on the "+" sign in the upper right corner to "add friends", search for the official account "qdread" and follow, hurry up! )