Chapter 90: The Book of Printing

"Big Cow, Two Dogs, Three Eggs, how are you doing in the private school today?" Yu Shi looked at his three sons excitedly.

There was a look of pride on her face.

"Didn't you praise you for your intelligence?"

The big cow, the second dog, and the third egg rarely showed a look of embarrassment on their faces.

Sir, what a fart!

Sir almost didn't kill them!

As soon as the three of them thought about it, they looked at Mr. Wenwen's weak husband, but his strength was amazing.

Cleaning them up is like lifting chickens.

"Mother, we don't want to go to private school tomorrow." Ergou was the first to speak.

They thought that as long as they went to a private school to have fun, they could become a big official in a few years.

Where did you know that if you go, you will be beaten by your husband?

As soon as Yu heard it, the three sons of the three invincible and intelligent people in the world, and the future quasi-official master, were unwilling to go to private school?

The three sons are not officials, how can she be a noble old lady?

Yu Shi didn't accept it, and raised his hand angrily to pat them one by one.

"You're going to be angry with the old lady, aren't you? Let's see that the old lady doesn't kill you rabbit cubs! ”

The big cow, the second dog, and the third egg saw that the slap was about to come down, and quickly dodged.

The three brothers forgot their hands in the pushing, and Mr. Shen hit the swollen palm with a ring ruler.

"Shhh

"Wow, ah, ah, mother, don't fight!"

"You're the one who hit you!"

……

For a while, the three brothers squeaked in pain.

The Xie family couldn't help frowning.

Now that the Xie family has suffered this catastrophe, the Yu family and her three children have no scruples about making noise.

What is this attitude?

This is not taking the Xie family to heart at all!

Aunt Xie and Xie Xianrong deserve it in their hearts.

The four of Yu's mother and son came to Xie's house, without bringing gifts or talking, they were still eating and drinking at Xie's house for so many days!

Besides, from listening to Ji Wan just now, what happened happened.

Everyone felt that this matter was inseparable from Yu's three children.

Now the Yu family looks like a nobody......

This is too unconscionable!

Bao also felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She explained to Aunt Xie dryly.

"My sister-in-law is shy, so she can't express it."

When these words were spoken, no one answered.

Can a cheeky person like Yu be shy?

Bao's aggrieved eyes reddened.

Ji Wan's thoughts were interrupted by the Yu family's mother and son.

She frowned, sighed, and pushed Da Zhuang and Tiger Head in front of Qiao and Bao, and said softly.

"You two go back and wash, don't think too much, there is an aunt, there are more ways than difficulties."

The two of them had red eyes, nodded silently, and then left with their mothers.

After Qiao and Bao left, Ji Wan persuaded again, and Xie Xianrong helped Aunt Xie to go back.

During this time, Ji Wan has faintly become the backbone of the Xie family.

They saw that Ji Wan was not panicked at all, and their panicked hearts gradually settled down.

After everyone left, Xie Xianhua couldn't help but ask Ji Wan.

"Is there really a way?"

Ji Jing pursed her lips, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"I thought you'd put up with it all the time."

She cleared her voice, slightly suspicious.

"I have some ideas, but I haven't done them before, so I don't know if I can do it."

"For example?" Xie Xianhua was a little curious.

He prides himself on being smart, but every time he looks at how Ji Wan solves a problem.

Ji Wan can always surprise him!

Ji Wan glanced at Xie Xianhua: "Let's go to Qiu Dahe's house now." ”

Qiu Dahe village burns pottery.

Xie Xianhua couldn't think of anything to do with burning pottery by only making books.

But since it was Ji Wan who said it, Xie Xianhua of course supported it unconditionally.

He jumped on the ox cart again, and together with Ji Wei, drove the ox cart to Qiu Dahe's house.

Qiu Dahe is using hemp rope at home to tie clay pots.

The courtyard was already full of clay pots, leaving only a narrow passage to pass by.

These clay pots were all customized by Ji Wan at Qiu Dahe's house last time.

Ji Wan paid a high deposit at once, which solved the urgent need of Qiu Dahe's family.

After that, Qiu Dahe heard Ji Wan say that he still needed a lot of clay pots of this specification.

He didn't say a word, confiscated Ji Wan's deposit, and burned a lot directly.

But as the days passed, Ji Wan didn't come to pull the clay pot, and Qiu Dahe didn't want to urge people.

As a result, mountains of clay pots can only be stacked in the yard.

Picking vegetables on the side, Qiu Dahe's daughter-in-law Huang couldn't help muttering.

"Dahe, you said that Ji Wan wouldn't make that sauce, and she lost a lot of money, right?"

The sadness on Qiu Dahe's face deepened.

"Hey!"

Huang sighed: "It's a shame that we still believe in her so much and burn so many clay pots." ”

Isn't this smashed in your hands?

Huang thought that these clay pots were clay that they had bought with silver.

My heart throbbed and ached.

Qiu Dahe straightened up and clapped his hands.

"Hey, I guess she has a hard time too."

Huang's face was worried, but tomorrow, our family will have no rice to cook!

"Tuk-tuk."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Huang put down the vegetable basket in his hand and looked at the sky suspiciously: "Who will come at this time?" ”

As soon as the door opened, I suddenly saw Ji Wan.

Huang Shi was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked in surprise: "Ji Wan, are you here to pull the clay pot?" ”

When Ji Wan heard this, she was about to deny it.

Suddenly, she saw that behind Huang's family, there were clay pots piled up in the courtyard.

She was stunned for a moment.

Ji Wan didn't expect that the Qiu family would be so sincere.

She hasn't given a deposit yet, so she is in such a hurry to burn so many clay pots!

These days, I have been so busy that my feet do not touch the ground.

How can she have time to make ketchup?

Looking at Huang's expectant surprise eyes, Ji Wan smiled and changed her words.

"I'm here to pull the clay pot, and I have another list, and I want Uncle Dahe to help."

When Huang heard this, he came to pull the clay pot!!

She was instantly refreshed.

After welcoming Ji Wan and Xie Xianhua warmly, they shouted happily into the courtyard.

"Big River, Big River, look who's coming!"

When Qiu Dahe saw Ji Wan, most of the sadness on his face disappeared.

He just wanted to ask if he was here to pull the clay pot, right?

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the oxen outside the gate.

Behind the cart, there is a stack of papers.

Where is this coming to pull the clay pot?

With so much paper, there is no place for the clay pot.

"You're here?" Qiu Dahe asked hesitantly.

"Pull the clay pot, plus ask Uncle Dahe to help burn something."

Qiu Dahe didn't answer the matter of pulling the clay pot, and asked directly: "What do you want to burn, do you have any samples?" ”

When Ji Wan heard this, she took out a copy of "Appreciation" from her sleeve pocket and handed it to Qiu Dahe.

"I want to burn the words in this."

Except for Ji Wan, everyone was confused.

Burning words?

How do you burn words?

Ji Wan opened the page of the book and pointed to the words in it, and Qiu Dahedao.

I'm going to engrave the words on the page on clay, and then I'm going to ink it and print it on the paper.

This saves people the time it takes to copy.

When Qiu Dahe heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He clapped his hands: "Wonderful! ”

Ji Wan sighed regretfully.

"If we have enough time, we can get a movable type printed and that will make money."

Xie Xianhua heard Ji Jing's words.

His heart skipped a beat.

Now in the bookstore, the books sold are cheap for three or five taels, and dozens of taels are expensive.

In poor households, it may cost less than five taels a year.

That's why the poor can't afford to read!

But this kind of movable type printing appeared.

Books can be printed in large quantities.

Books will definitely drop in price.

When the time comes, how many poor people will be benefited?

Xie Xianhua looked at Ji Wan in amazement, how could she think of such a wonderful way with her little head?

Qiu Dahe didn't think as far as Xie Xianhua thought.

He only heard Ji Wan say that this kind of printing makes money!

The poor bell rang, and Qiu Dahe, who didn't even have a dowry for his daughter, moved in his heart.

Nowadays, people who copy books in bookstores can earn at least two dollars per book.

Two pennies.

If Ji Wan's method works, how much money will she have to earn!!

He wants to make money!

Lots of silver!

Qiu Dahe, who was excited, suddenly thought of a question: "But I can't write." ”

Ji Wan groaned.

"I'll write the words, I only have five days, if Uncle Dahe is okay, let's start?"

Qiu Dahe knows about printing, and if he does it well, he will definitely make a lot of money.

Therefore, I am very interested.

At this moment, when she heard that Ji Wan was in a hurry, she immediately threw her arms and fell into the mud.

After the mud fell, Ji Wan used a sharpened bamboo chip and began to carve words on the mud.

Her words, the gesture is majestic, the posture is horizontal, the pen walks the dragon and snake, and the iron strokes the silver hook.

It is many times better than the handwriting on the original book.

After Ji Wan wrote a plate of clay, Qiu Dahe hurriedly took it away and put it into the already hot earthen kiln for calcination.

When the first version of rubbing was out of the kiln, Ji Wan stood next to her and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the words on the clay tablet had been formed, and the clay tablet was hard.

She immediately grabbed the paper and ink and prepared to rub it.

Brush a layer of ink on the clay tablet and gently press the paper against the ink.

When she opened the paper, she was dumbfounded.

The paper was covered in smudged ink.

No way!

Ji Wan thought suddenly.

If you don't want to be contaminated with ink outside the handwriting, just let the font protrude!

She excitedly let Qiu Dahe fall into the mud again.

The second edition of Ji Wei's lettering is much slower.

Each font needs to be convex, so you can't use a softer clay.

When carving, you should also carve carefully.

Otherwise, there is only a nail cover, such a small word, and the main engraved stroke, this edition will be scrapped.

Originally, Ji Wan could only carve a word in half an hour.

Gradually, she got faster and faster.

By the time she put away the carving knife, she could already carve 300 words in a stick of incense.

This furnace, Qiu Dahe and his careful waiting.

He didn't want to leave the clay kiln at an extremely high temperature.

Everyone counted the time silently.

"The kiln is open."

Qiu Dahe saw that the incense ash of the timer had fallen, and he immediately shouted out in his heart.

The first edition, rubbing clay tablets with embossed characters, was taken out of the earthen kiln.

Xie Xianhua and other characters cooled, solemnly on the embossed characters, brushed with a layer of ink.

Ji Wan gently covered the paper.

After carefully removing it, she looked at the paper in her hand, which was clean and neatly written.

The heart she had been carrying was finally put into practice safely.

……

One after another, they were printed for appreciation.

Until Xie Xianhua, the sound of jade hitting each other sounded.

"I've got enough of one."

Ji Wan's face showed surprise, and she hurriedly took it from Xie Xianhua's hand.

After sewing Huang with a needle and thread, Ji Wan couldn't wait to open her and print the first book by herself.