Lin Zhao is still a young man, although he drank some wine when he ate with Lin Jian, but after all, he didn't drink much, and the wine had already dispersed at this time, but since Xie Zhanran had already boiled up, Lin Zhao could only get up, take the hot ginger tea from Xie Jianran's hand, bow his head at her and smile: "Sister Lao is busy." ”

Xie Yuran shook his head and said, "It's not too troublesome, no need to thank you, drink it while it's hot." ”

Lin Zhao nodded hurriedly, took the ginger tea in his hand, and after blowing a few breaths, he tried to take a sip.

Xie Yuran stood aside, first looked at his father, then at Lin Zhao, and said softly: "San Lang, at your age, why did you go out to drink with others?" Daddy told me earlier that you don't have any friends in Yuezhou City......"

After Lin Zhao drank two sips of ginger tea, he smiled and said, "It was an elder who called me to eat, so I could only drink two cups with me, and I didn't drink too much." ”

Xie Yuran nodded slightly, looked up at Xie Sanyuan, and said softly: "Daddy, there's nothing to do here, I'll go and rest." ”

Xie Sanyuan looked at the sky outside the window, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "It's too late now, there is still a curfew outside, it's not convenient for San Lang to go back, you ask your mother to clean up the guest room and let San Lang stay at home for one night." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhao hurriedly shook his head, waved his hand and said, "No, no, my residence is only two squares away from here, and I shouldn't run into a square ......."

"If you run into a patrolling fangman, I'll catch you and hit the board."

Xie Yuran glanced at Lin Zhao lightly, and then turned to leave, thinking that he was going to call his mother to make Lin Zhao's bed.

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, and Lin Sanlang had no choice, so he could only turn his head and thank Xie Sanyuan, and then said: "Uncle Xie has no pen, ink, paper and inkstone at home, I promised Uncle Seven and that Li Gongzi to write a booklet and hand it to them tomorrow." ”

Xie Sanyuan patted Lin Zhao's shoulder and smiled slightly.

"You've been busy all day, where can you work hard, you can rest assured, I'll hand you the booklet early tomorrow morning."

In terms of familiarity with the actual operation of movable type, Lin Zhao is indeed far inferior to Xie Sanyuan, and he was not polite when he heard the words, and said to Xie Sanyuan: "There is Uncle Lao Xie." ”

Boss Xie squinted his eyes and said, "San Lang doesn't need to be so polite, we are not outsiders." ”

Soon, the Xie family's guest room was ready.

In this era, because of the inconvenient transportation, generally as long as the relatives will live in the relatives' house for a short time, so every household will have extra rooms as guest rooms, as long as they are not particularly poor, there will be one or many rooms at home.

The Xie family is not very rich in Yuezhou, but they are already middle-class, and there are as many as three guest rooms in the courtyard of his house, Xie Yuran led Lin Zhao to one of the guest rooms and opened the door for Lin Zhao.

"San Lang drank wine today, so he rested here early."

Lin Zhao looked left and right, and said to Xie Yuran with some curiosity: "Why haven't I seen Aunt Xie, I still have to meet her." ”

When Lin Zhao went to Xie's house for dinner before, he actually met Mrs. Xie, who was a gentle middle-aged woman who was very approachable.

Xie Lanran's face turned red, and he said in a low voice: "A-Niang, she will go back to sleep after she tidies up." ”

After saying this, she bowed her head and said, "It's getting late, and I'm going back to sleep." ”

After all, Lin Zhao is a human being in two lives, seeing this situation, how can he not know that this guest room was actually cleaned up by the girl in front of him, and hurriedly said: "Sister is going to go by herself, I will trouble my sister today." ”

Xie Yuran turned around and walked away with light steps.

At this time, Lin Zhao was also very sleepy, and after entering the guest room, he quickly fell asleep.

At this time, in the Xie family's house, the lights in the study were not extinguished, and Boss Xie, who was already over the age of well-known, was working the table to prepare a booklet about movable type printing.

……

Early the next morning, when the sky just brightened, Lin Zhao opened his eyes, after all, it was not good to sleep for a long time in someone else's house, he quickly got up and dressed and washed, just after washing, a little boy who looked like he was only ten years old, jumped in front of Lin Zhao's room.

"Brother Lin, Daddy called you to eat."

This is Xie Jin, the youngest son of the Xie family.

After Lin Zhao answered, he followed him to the Lin family's dinner table, and after several people sat down to eat breakfast, Xie Sanyuan, who had dark circles under his eyes, took out a booklet with about twenty pages from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Zhao.

He said a little tiredly: "This is what I wrote last night, San Lang, you first see if there are any mistakes or omissions, if not, you can take it to Yuan Dagong." ”

"You don't need to take care of the bookstore today, I'll go to the bookstore to watch it in person in a while, and you can do your job."

Lin Zhao took it and looked at it, only to see that this booklet was almost full of letters, and the twenty pages were added together, about five or six thousand words, and the main points of movable type printing were written down in great detail.

With so many words, Xie Sanyuan probably didn't close his eyes all night.

Lin Zhao lowered his head and sighed, and said with some embarrassment: "It's really too troublesome Uncle Xie." ”

"No trouble."

Xie Sanyuan said with a smile: "In the past ten years, after the business of the bookstore has stabilized, I feel that I have nothing to do all day long, and I don't know what to do. ”

Lin Zhao took the booklet into his arms, thanked Xie Sanyuan, and after saying goodbye to the Xie family, he walked towards Xingwenfang.

Around the end of the hour, he came to the door of the Lin family's mansion in Xingwenfang, and after knocking on the door, the door was still the old gatehouse, he looked Lin Zhao up and down, and asked, "The little boy still wants to see the old man?" ”

Lin Zhao nodded.

The old porter didn't ask Lin Zhao for money again this time, he nodded and said, "You come with me." ”

The two of them walked around the Lin family's mansion, and finally arrived at the Lin family's daiyuan, the old porter led Lin Zhao to the door of Lin Jian's residence, turned his head to Lin Zhao and said: "The eldest lord is also here today, it seems that he will discuss something with the lord of the waiter, you better wait here, and when they finish speaking, you will go to see the lord of the waiter." ”

Lin Zhao's heart moved.

The eldest lord of the Lin family is the head of the Yuezhou Lin clan and the patriarch of this clan, and among the Yuezhou Lin clan, his right to speak is even higher than that of Lin Jian and Lin Yuanda.

If anyone can really solve the clan problems that plague him for Lin Zhao, then it must be the eldest master of the Lin family.

He was thinking about this at the door, when suddenly the door was pushed open, and Lin Jian, who was dressed in cyan civilian clothes, smiled at Lin Zhao who was standing at the door.

"Since San Lang is here, why don't you stand at the door and not come in?"

Lin Zhao came back to his senses at this time, reached out and took out the booklet written by Xie Sanyuan from his arms, and handed it over.

"Uncle Seven, I'm here to deliver this booklet to you."

Lin Jian didn't look at the booklet, but turned sideways slightly, revealing the white-haired old man behind him.

"I was discussing your business with my uncle, and it just so happened that you came."

He took Lin Zhao's hand and said with a smile: "That's just right, you can sit down and talk." ”