After the last time the Tian family obtained the right to pay tribute, the Huizhou ink industry once again broke out the big gossip - Mrs. Li had a stroke, and Li Zhenniang, who was in the eighth room of the Li family, was set as the heir of the Li family's ink workshop.

The youngest owner of the ink workshop industry, fifteen-year-old Li Zhenniang.

And where to go of Li's ink industry is the most concerned thing in the eyes of people with hearts.

"Dad, I'll go out and find a chance to talk to the masters of Li's Ink Industry again, I believe that at this time, the people of Li's Ink Workshop will definitely be panicked, let's take this opportunity to pull those masters over." Without these people, Li's ink industry will not have to worry about it in the future. ”

Tian Mansion, Tian Benchang said to Master Tian.

"Those masters are all old men from Li's ink shop, and they have been in Li's for at least ten years, so it's hard to pull them over." Tian Huaian said with a frown.

"Otherwise, in fact, the child had contact with them some time ago, and since Li Jiuye's death, many problems in Li's ink industry have been exposed, and at that time, those masters were uncertain. Now, Mrs. Li had an accident again, and passed the ink workshop to Li Zhenniang, I think those old guys can't sit still, although they are all old people of Li's ink workshop, but it is because of the old people that they have no ambition, they just want to work smoothly in Li's ink industry until they are old, if Li's ink industry is stable, then they can't pull away. But the current situation is that Li's ink industry has passed today, and it is really hard to say whether there is tomorrow, in this case, as long as we give enough compensation, the child believes that it is not difficult to pull over. Tamoto said.

"Okay, now that you've got an idea, let's try." Tian Huai'an nodded.

Tian Motochang also nodded. But I was thinking about it in my heart.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you. This time, the Tian family asked the Li family for pine wood, which was considered to be a desperate way with the Li family. There is absolutely no possibility of peaceful coexistence between the two families, so they will kill the Li family.

It's just that Master Qin of the Li family's ink workshop, it's a little difficult to dig it up, but if he can't dig it up, the Li family won't be able to hurt the roots.

It's just that people have weaknesses, and Master Qin's children don't seem to be doing well, so he can start from this aspect.

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Early morning. Li Zhenniang got up early, she didn't wear a skirt today, but wore a light pink shirt on the top, dark flower-branched trousers on the bottom, a blue coat than a nail, a bun on her head, and two silver patches pinned to the side of the bun. Although cyan is a little old-fashioned than Jia, she is going to the ink shop now, and she can't dress up as a little girl like usual.

Now this outfit is appropriate.

Zhao and Zheng also looked around her carefully, and even a trace of messy hair on her sideburns was also smoothed out by Zhao.

"Alright. Go ahead, act boldly, we can't be underestimated in the eighth room. "Done. Zhao Shicai nodded.

"Mother, don't worry. Don't lose your face. Zhen Niang teased a little to make her mother happy. Then he straightened his clothes. He turned around and bowed to the old man's spirit card in the house.

Although everyone has a thought in their hearts, in case Li Jingfu is still alive. Therefore, there is no mention of funerals or anything, but in fact, everyone also understands in their hearts that a caravan, everyone is dead, and Li Jingfu can be an exception, so he still carved a spirit card and put some incense on it.

After bowing and putting on the incense, Zhenniang walked out of the house. I saw my grandfather standing in the middle of the courtyard at some point, and when I saw Zhenniang come out, Mr. Li looked the shopkeeper up and down, and then nodded with a serious face: "Although grandpa can't go to the ink shop to support you, you remember, grandpa is always behind you." ”

This is what the old shopkeeper Li told Zhenniang.

"Grandpa, Zhenniang knows." Zhenniang nodded heavily. Then he opened the courtyard gate and went out of the courtyard.

It is the season of spring rains, last night's rain, the ground is full of some large and small puddles, and in the morning although the rain stopped, but the morning fog and humidity, the air seems to be soaked with rain, watery.

After only a while, the sea on Zhenniang's forehead was a little wet.

Zhenniang walked very slowly, and she cleared her mind by walking. A pair of wooden shoes on his feet, buckled on the bluestone slab of the alley, made a sound of 'buckle buckle', walking all the way, quite charming.

"Zhenniang, this is going to the ink shop, right?" When passing by the tiger stove, Shui Bo stood by the door, greeting Zhen Niang, at this time, the people who fetched hot water had finished playing, and only passers-by who ate breakfast in twos and threes sat in front of Shui Bo's stall, chatting while eating.

Zhen Niang could vaguely hear about Li Mo from their mouths.

"Hmm." Zhenniang smiled at Shui Bo and nodded.

"Come, I beat the plums in the morning, take two and taste them, although these plums are a little sour in the mouth, but they are very sweet after eating." At this time, Shui Bo grabbed a handful of plums and stuffed them into Zhenniang's hand.

"Xiexie Shuibo." Other people's kindness, Zhen Niang never refused, picked up a plum and stuffed it into her mouth, bit it, it was really sour, wrinkled her little face, and then waved goodbye to Shui Bo.

Shui Bo looked at Zhen Niang's thin figure: "This girl, it's not easy, I heard that Jingfu had an accident, and now it's such a big burden, it's difficult, but this girl is also a girl who doesn't admit defeat." Shui Bo nagged.

Zhen Niang chewed the plums as she walked, and sure enough, it was quite sweet after being sour.

After a while, they arrived at Sibao Street, and when they passed by Mo Xuan, Zhen Niang did not go in, Mo Xuan's side, she couldn't take care of it for a while, after Uncle Jiu's accident, it was jointly responsible for the second brother of Jiufang, Zhengyan, and Steward Zheng, the son-in-law of Steward Shao.

Mofang has a lot of troubles, and she doesn't interfere too much with Mo Xuan. Thinking about the past, Mo Xuan had the ninth uncle in charge here, and the seventh grandmother did not interfere.

After a while, she arrived at the door of the ink workshop, and Zhen Niang did not enter the ink workshop immediately, but entered the Li house from the other side.

"Auntie, auntie, aunt, good morning." Zhen Niang followed the porter to meet her, and when she saw Chen and the others eating breakfast, she saluted and said hello.

"Is Zhenniang here? Have you gone to the Ink Workshop? Chan asked.

"I haven't been to the ink shop yet, I want to come and see the Seventh Grandmother first." Zhen Niang saluted the two of them.

"Okay, it's a filial one, Qingping. You take the virgin lady over. Chen said to his daughter-in-law, Sun, on the side.

"Grandmother, I'm going to see my ancestors too." Then. Nine-year-old Xiao Tianyou ran over and said to Chen.

"Good. Let your mother take you with her. Chen rubbed Xiao Tianyou's head and said.

The Li family has seven rooms, a lonely widow, and now there is only such a villain left, and everyone in the family is very tight.

Then Sun took Xiao Tianyou and accompanied Zhen Niang into a Buddhist hall in the backyard, and there was a small room next to the Buddhist hall, which was the place where the seven old ladies were resting.

"I don't know if it's for people to see." On the side, Tian looked at the back of Zhenniang's departure and pouted.

"Third brother and sister, who of us doesn't know Zhenniang's temperament? Since the mother-in-law has identified her, then we should believe her. With less suspicion, everyone can be happy, haven't you understood all these years? I don't want to hear that in the future. Chen said, now that Mrs. Li is in a coma, Chen is the head of the Li family's seventh room. Some words must be beaten.

"Yes, sister-in-law." Tian responded with a stupid face.

Without a man in the family, women don't have much to fight, and most of the time they can get along without incident.

Zhen Niang was standing in front of the bed of the seventh grandmother at this time, and the seventh grandmother was still lying on the bed without knowing anyone. The mouth and eyes were crooked, and the appearance was a little terrifying, but the people present were all close relatives, and there was only sadness in their eyes. There was no fear.

"Seventh grandmother, Zhenniang will work hard." Zhenniang said to the seventh grandmother on the bed. The reason why Zhenniang came here is not to show filial piety. It's for the sake of cheering. The importance that the seventh grandmother attaches to her is undoubtedly her motivation.

"Ancestor. God bless will also work hard. On the other hand, Xiao Tianyou learned from Zhen Niang. Zhenniang smiled and rubbed his head.

Xiao Tianyou turned to the side with a face, and then turned around again after a while. Looking at Zhen Niang, she whispered indignantly: "They said that you robbed my family's ink shop." ”

Xiao Tianyou's voice was childish with a rebuke.

Zhen Niang was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth curled: "They say? Who's to say? So what do you think of it yourself? ”

"I don't know, but I know that I'm too young, and my ancestors don't worry about me, and I'll get it back when I grow up." Xiao Tianyou pursed his lips and said.

"Then you have to have the ability, if you don't have the ability, you can't take it away. Besides, your body is too weak, if you want to grow your skills, you can't have a good body. Zhen Niang said.

Xiao Tianyou is the same size as his third brother Xi Ge'er, but it's a pity that Xu is too pampered, his body bones are too weak, and he is too literary.

Zhen Niang said, turned around and left, there were still a lot of things on the ink side.

"How can I have a good body?" Looking at Zhenniang's back, Xiao Tianyou said anxiously.

"Every morning, the rooster gets up and runs three laps around the East Cang." Zhen Niang said.

Dongcang is the warehouse of Li's ink mill to pile up loose timber, if you go around, you have to have more than 200 meters, and three circles are six or seven hundred meters, enough for this little guy to drink a pot. But I believe that as long as the little guy can persevere, the benefits are obvious.

"Okay, I'll do it." Xiao Tianyou clenched his fists and swore.

"Then I'll see." Zhenniang answered, and the person walked away.

In the workshop of Lee's Ink Workshop, it is especially depressing today. There was a fire last night, and today all the sheds in the Ink Mill have stopped, and the workers are tidying up and washing the black tables, chairs and walls.

The masters of several major workshops all gathered together, tested each other for a few words, and then thought about their thoughts. When Zhenniang arrived, several masters didn't even know how to greet Zhenniang.

Zhen Niang, regardless of age or seniority, was thrown a few streets away by these masters, and she would not let them greet her first, but as soon as she entered the door, she would greet several masters first.

A few masters breathed a sigh of relief and echoed well.

"Steward Shao, Master Qin, tomorrow is the three-day deadline given by the Tian family, about the Tian family's requisition of pine wood, we also have to make an idea, whether to agree or disagree, if you agree, whether to ask for money or let the Tian family take the materials, we have to unify this point first." Zhen Niang politely said to Steward Shao and Master Qin.

"Tian Jia's recruitment of pine wood, I think Miss Zhen knows it in her heart, but she is not too anxious, but she has a headache in front of her." At this time, Steward Shao got up and said.

The matter of pine wood is related to the ninth master, today, Li Jingdong has not come to work, this matter is now counted as a matter of the eighth and ninth rooms, and Steward Shao will not interfere.

Besides, when the ink shop caught fire the night before, the conversation between Zhen Niang and Tian Gongzi Shao was heard, and he already understood in his heart that this Zhen girl's decision was definitely going to be requisitioned, and the next thing was just a matter of bargaining, but there was no hurry.

"Oh? What's up? Zhenniang asked.

"Look at these." Steward Shao took out a stack of letters.

Zhenniang took it, opened it and saw that it was all resignation letters. (To be continued......)

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