"Actually, your three younger brothers are quite cute."

Listening to the sound of giggling and laughing outside the house, Wu Mei couldn't help but smile gracefully, and the magnificent eye waves were extremely beautiful and moving.

"Sort of, it's just too skinny......" Cheng Chubi sighed helplessly.

Wu Mei tried the needle and knew the needle, and Cheng Chubi also brought out the bamboo slips left by Sun Daochang.

After Wu Mei only glanced at it hastily, she realized the preciousness of these Sun Daochang's experiences.

"Can I transcribe these?"

"Naturally, there is no problem, there is paper and pen there, by the way, you can use this, this is a blank book that I have bound ......"

Cheng Chubi took a blank book and handed it to Wu Meidao.

Looking at the pen and ink on the desk and the blank book, as well as the bamboo slips spread out.

Wu Mei couldn't help but glance sideways at Cheng Chubi, who was packing up her things.

"You're a good guy."

Cheng Chu didn't raise his head, and he didn't say angrily. "Please add a male word among the good people, thank you......"

Wu Mei snorted and began to transcribe intently.

Cheng Chubi sighed faintly, how could this fake* woman with the world in her mind be so stubborn.

Wu Mei copied for a whole hour, and seeing that it was about to be noon, she couldn't help but hesitate.

Cheng Chubi's heart moved, she stayed here for too long, I was afraid that the Yang family would not be at ease.

"Otherwise, you take this volume home and copy it, and when you finish copying it, you can take it back and exchange it for the next one."

Wu Mei bowed slightly, but she froze again, meeting Cheng Chubi's suspicious gaze.

She lowered her long, thick black eyelashes to cover the moving waves. "I'll copy it here, okay?"

"Absolutely." Cheng Chubi thought of the Yang Mansion that he had been to a few times, and the Yang Mansion that was almost close to the four walls of the family map.

Even the bearded dress she wore had a carefully repaired patch at the corner of the placket that looked inconspicuous.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel pity, but he wanted to lend a hand, but he felt that it was inappropriate.

After all, this martial artist has a violent temper, and maybe she thinks she has other plans for him.

And there is a saying about what, Shengmien, Doumi Qiu or what.

Cheng Chubi looked at Wu Mei, who was carefully transcribing, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and looked over with a smile.

"Your handwriting is beautiful."

Hearing the praise, Wu Mei couldn't help but smile, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Of course, because I was very smart, my father invited me to Xixi since I was a child.

I don't even know how many ...... I wrote to teach me to read and write, and to practice calligraphy."

Now, after reading books for so many years, I can only watch my mother and Aunt Liu support the family, but I can't do anything about it.

Wu Mei's beautiful face couldn't help but be gloomy for a while, which made the surrounding atmosphere a lot more depressed.

"It's true that I've been practicing since I was a child, and I'm much better than me......" Cheng Chubi pretended not to notice and continued to sigh.

Hearing this, Wu Mei bit her lip and looked at Cheng Laosan, who provided her with pen, ink, paper and inkstone for free.

"Cheng Gongzi, if you are willing...... I'll make a copy of it for you.

My book is very good, and I copy it carefully and don't miss typos. ”

"You show me first." Cheng Chubi stretched out his hand to Wu Mei and took the book she copied.

Wu Mei's regular writing is quite beautiful, delicate and beautiful, but without losing its edge.

And the paper is very clean and tidy, compared with his three younger brothers, it's just, well...... The ugliness of the family should not be publicized.

Cheng Chubi didn't answer immediately, while Wu Mei looked at Cheng Chubi a little nervously, as if she was afraid that he wouldn't agree.

Cheng Chubi handed the book back to Wu Mei, stood up and walked outside the house.

“？？？” Wu Mei was directly confused. What is Cheng Laosan going to do this time?

"The fourth is not here?"

"Not there! The fourth brother went to the thatched house, and I am the fifth. Cheng Lao Wu's answer came from afar.

"Hurry up and help me get the butler over."

"Okay third brother, where is the third brother, go with the second brother to kill the enemy......"

"Good!" Cheng Lao Liu shouted. "Wow, ......"

"Poof......" There was a sound behind him, and Cheng Chubi's face was as black as ink. Suddenly I didn't really want to help this woman.

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"Childe, what are you looking for?" Cheng Fu quickly rushed over, saw Wu Mei here, and returned to normal after being slightly stunned.

Cheng Chubi motioned for Cheng Fu to sit down, and then spoke.

"I've heard that it costs money to ask someone to transcribe books, right?"

Seeing Cheng Fu nodding, Cheng Chubi glanced in the direction of Wu Mei.

"I want to ask Mrs. Wu Er to help me transcribe something."

"I, you don't have to give me money." Wu Mei was a little stunned, and hurriedly stated.

"Do you want our Lu Guogong Mansion to be poked in the back?" Cheng Chubi sat up straight unhappily.

"Our Cheng family has always been rigorous in family style, and people can't find fault with their work.

If you are a weak woman, do our Cheng brothers still have the face to mix in Chang'an City? ”

Cheng Fu saw the righteous and awe-inspiring Cheng Chubi winked at him several times, and saw Wu Mei being trained with a confused face.

Immediately relieved of his senses, and quickly nodded. "Yes, yes, Wu Er Niangzi, what my son-in-law said is very true."

"If you help my son-in-law, if my son-in-law doesn't give you the corresponding reward.

That would violate my master's family motto of repaying kindness and revenge. ”

Cheng Fu said to Wu Mei, who had finally reacted.

"What's more, copying books is a very complicated and delicate job, so the value is not cheap."

"How do scribes generally calculate their pay, tell me?" Cheng Chubi cleared his throat and asked Cheng Fu.

Cheng Fu replied without thinking.

Generally speaking, a bad scribe can get a lot of money for copying a set of the Lotus Sutra. A good scribe is a good scribe, even if it is possible to do three or five times. ”

"And the customer needs to provide pen, ink, paper, inkstone and other things used to copy the scriptures."

"Then tell me, how much does it cost to copy a blank book like this and fill it up?"

"The villain has to take a look at the calligraphy of the second lady first."

Cheng Fu, a rough old man with rough writing and ink, picked up the book that Wu Mei had copied before and flipped through it.

"This word is good, it's really good, and it's so neat, the old man estimates that it will cost about three hundred dollars, right?"

Listening to the answer between Cheng Chubi and Uncle Fu, Wu Mei, who originally didn't care much about copying books, only then knew.

It turns out that copying books can also make money, and it seems that you can make a lot of money, so doesn't that mean that if you can take over this big business.

The life of his own family does not need the help of his brother-in-law, and he can live well.

When she had this thought, Wu Mei's mood instantly became nervous, because she really wanted to succeed.

"Nope." Cheng Chubi suddenly opened his mouth and vetoed Uncle Fu's words.

“？？？”

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