Chapter 15 Manuscript paper, pen
"Tao Gongzi is polite, my family wishes I could let you remember my favor, our family really doesn't hide it, Gongzi will be a rich and noble person in the future."
Tao Ran returned to the tent and took out the manuscript paper and pen in his backpack.
When he came to General Cheng's camp, he put the manuscript paper on the table and wrote with a pen. Only Tao Ran was left in the camp tent when he was writing a letter, and the sound of Sasha when the tip of the pen rubbed against the manuscript paper, mixed with the heavy breathing of the father and son of General Yang and General Cheng.
They were completely stunned by the paper and pen in Tao Ran's hand. General Cheng's father and son are okay, they are basically used to Tao Ran, and they tinker with some weird things from time to time.
But Yang Hao was different, he looked at Tao Ran, who was like a god, with incredible eyes, and opened his mouth wide in surprise.
It's so beautiful that the paper is better than rice paper. OMG? Rice paper is more expensive than silver, and even His Majesty doesn't use it however he wants.
This Tao Gongzi is a thick one?
Mr. Yang wiped his eyes vigorously to determine whether he was old and dizzy.
"Tao Gongzi, where did you get all this rice paper and pen from?" Manager Yang finally couldn't be calm anymore and asked.
"It's just a small way, these are all left by the family teacher to the kid to be born." Tao Ran originally wanted to be born in a low-key manner, but he just learned the news of his grandmother and sister from Manager Yang.
However, he didn't say a word about his parents. Intuition told him that something big must have happened at home, and he couldn't keep a low profile, and from today on, for the sake of his grandmother and four younger sisters to live a good life, he had to work hard to get ahead.
The weak will always be the bottom, the kind that is bullied. Tao Ran, who figured out this, actually had a sense of relief, could it be that he had integrated into the Tang Dynasty?
"If there is such a beautiful rice paper and such a strange pen, why do you still carve the method of making salt on the wooden board with a knife?" Old General Cheng asked puzzled.
"The kid didn't know anything about the uncle at the time, so this thing was too shocking, so it didn't work, and I ask the uncle to be considerate." Tao Ran said with a sincere face.
"Virtuous nephew, you also know how to make this rice paper?" Old General Cheng stood up and asked.
"The kid has said it, it's just a trail, as long as the raw materials are enough, the kid can make it, of course, it may not be as exquisite as the master's production."
"So, what about the pen that the virtuous nephew uses? Can it be made too? ”
"Of course you can, but this requires the processing of large tools and molds, and the kid can make the product simple and enough to use."
As he spoke, Tao Ran sprinkled a letter to his family, and the lyrics of Jingzhong's service to the country had been written, and Jiang's family letter was sealed and the lyrics of Jingzhong's service to the country were presented to Mr. Yang.
"Manager Yang, let you bother, please accept the rest of the manuscript paper, otherwise the kid will not be happy."
"I can't help it, I can't help it, we don't dare to accept such precious rice paper." Manager Xiang Hao refused again and again.
Do you think he doesn't want to take it? He wanted to collect it too much, but he didn't dare, this thing was too precious, even His Majesty couldn't use the rice paper as he wanted, he put it away, and His Majesty would know sooner or later in the future, and it would be strange if he didn't clean himself up.
Yang Hao looked down at Tao Ran's font, secretly frightened, although the font is very small, but the format is regular, the pen is vigorous and powerful, and the most important thing is that Tao Ran is written in a horizontal format, which is obviously different from their vertical writing. It seems that this little boy is really a disciple of the immortal master, and even the way of writing is different from the world.
"Manager Yang, even if you accept it, otherwise how can you go back and give your majesty a life?" Tao Ran said with a wink of his eyes.
"Since Childe said so, if our family doesn't accept it, we have to accept it, and our family will definitely bring it to Your Majesty and ask for credit for Childe." Yang Hao, the treacherous and cunning chamberlain, immediately understood what Tao Ran meant, smiled and reached out to take a manuscript paper handed over by Tao Ran, and carefully put it into the bag on the cuff.
"Manager Yang, Tao Gongzi's affairs, please be there for Your Majesty, and say a few kind words." Although General Cheng was very distressed about the whole book of rice paper sent by Tao Ran, since the wood was already in the boat, he couldn't say anything more.
"Su Guogong, don't mention it, our family almost forgot to tell you, just a few days ago, because of the issue of Tao Gongzi's reward, General Niu, General Qin and General Wei Chi beat Wei Zheng above the court."
"Haha, haha, it's a good fight, it must be Wei Zheng, the scholar who can only play tricks, secretly made a stumbling block to delay His Majesty's reward, see that my old Cheng returned to Chang'an and didn't pick his skin." Old General Cheng gritted his teeth and said fiercely.
"Tie Niu, go and fetch two sacks of salt for Manager Yang and put them on horseback."
"Manager Yang, you left one of these two bags of salt, and sent one bag to Cheng Mansion and Tao Mansion, and it is hard for Manager Yang."
"Our family really doesn't know what to say, Su Guogong is too polite." Manager Yang had already planned it on the way here, and when he saw Cheng Biting Jin's cheeky skin, he had to get some salt back, and now the salt is very expensive, and it is white silver when he turns his hand slightly.
"This letter to the family is bothered that Manager Yang must personally deliver it to the house, the countryside is not well entertained, and when the old man returns to Chang'an, he will definitely invite Manager Yang to eat and drink."
"Su Guogong is really joking, our family is really worth the trip to deliver the secret decree this time. Our family will definitely report to Your Majesty truthfully, Lu Guogong is personally in charge of the salt field, and Tao Gongzi is a genius, which is really the blessing of my Tang Dynasty. ”
Everyone got up and sent Mr. Yang to the official road.
Some soldiers had already filled General Yang's baggage with dry food and flatbread, and the kettle was also filled with plum water.
The group said goodbye one by one on the official road, so that Tao Ran once again understood that the cumbersome etiquette of the Tang Dynasty, the ancients spent much more time on saluting than on substantive dialogue.
The soldiers of the salt quarry are still humming the military song of serving the country with loyalty, and they are tirelessly busy, these men, one by one, are bronze Jianzi meat.
Glowing with a swarthy glow under the sun, Tao Ran's body was compared to them, and the damage value immediately increased by 10,000 points.
Thinking that he still has relatives, a grandmother, a younger sister, and four younger sisters, Tao Ran's heart is full of happiness, it's time to work hard here for a world, not for anything else, just to protect his relatives from being hurt again.
Wait for Yang Hao to ride away.
"Virtuous nephew, are you in a mess of your head? So all the precious rice paper is sent out? General Cheng said with two big bull's eyes.
"Uncle, it's all said, is it just a small road? Why are you so atmospheric? General Cheng's words pulled Tao Ran back from his reverie.