Money is not spent in vain, Bai Dong is not a thousand dollars to buy horse bones, this is really to seek profit and make a lot of money in the future. What exactly is a promise worth hundreds of thousands of dollars? Let the old couple guess slowly, let Mrs. Guo have a thought, lest she always stare at herself. It's not a delicate big girl, she is pondered by an old woman all day long, which affects her appetite too much.

The remaining hundreds of thousands of money, or full of two large cars, pulled to Baijiazhuang, the whole Zhuangzi was a sensation, this year the news spread slowly, Bai Dong vigorously argued that Wei Martingale won all the ministers of the clansmen did not know the road, they knew that the road Ping'an Lang was back, and brought two carriages full of money, and the guards in front of the car and behind the car were all guards sent by the king.

Opening one of the money boxes, Bai Dong grabbed a large handful of copper coins and scattered them, just like the wedding candy in later generations, watching the children in the clan fighting for it, laughing very happily, this is his own family, and they are all great heroes of Baijiazhuang, if there is no from these children, how can the village wall be so strong in the sun? Took a five-stone crossbow from Li Di's hand, took a lot of effort to pull the pedals, and finally wound it easily, to see that the children and adults were far away, there would be no danger, and gently pulled the mechanism, '��', and the crossbow arrow was inserted straight into the village wall.

Bai Chi took down the crossbow arrows from the wall with the help of several young people in the clan, took a closer look, and ran back happily to report: "Master, the five-stone crossbow is only half shot, this is still a newly rammed wall, and after a year, such crossbow arrows can enter the wall by one inch at most, and there can be no more." ”

Walked to the front of the village wall, picked the arrow's eye, nose up and smelled, yes, there is no smell, if there is, it is also a faint smelly fragrance, today is stinky, tomorrow is the safety line of the clansmen. Looking up and seeing that the corner towers have been repaired, there are already children in the clan who are guarding with flat poles and bamboo sticks, Bai Dong nodded with satisfaction, he is still reliable, although Jing Jian's subordinates are capable, they are all from some spies, and they have stayed under Jing Jian for a long time, and the yin qi is too heavy! If the days are not good for a long time, it will affect the children in the clan to establish a correct outlook on life, Meng's mother has the view of three migrations, how can she not have the wisdom of choosing people?

"Bai Chi, is there any news from Mr. Jiaxue that you asked for last time? In addition, there must be a Mr. Wu, the children of the clan are the most reliable, but they have not learned the art of fighting, and they must undergo a certain amount of training. We still have to rely on ourselves in everything, and we don't expect the country to fail, the old Qin people are simple, all of them are good men running horses on their arms, but their temper is too bad, they have to draw their swords and fight privately at every turn, and those people in the Sikong Collar just ask, as long as they don't plot to hurt people, the face-to-face battle is the strong wind of my old Qin man, it's just a joke! Safety is the hundred-year plan, the people followed me out of the mountains, they want to live a good life, each one is my relatives and flesh, there must be no danger! ”

There is a master like Li Di around him, but he is not suitable for Mr. Wu of Baijiazhuang, after all, he has a job, but Lao Ying doesn't even care, and the ministers of the DPRK and China will also accuse themselves of being a public weapon for private use, and the money on the gambling table is not easy to take, how many people have lost their eyes? Moreover, Li Di is the most cold-blooded killing technique, in Bai Dong's opinion, it is the same as Ximen blowing snow, it is powerful, but it is not the royal way; He didn't want the children of the Bai family to become a pervert of 'blowing blood, not snow'.

"It's hard to find a scholar, and it's even harder to find a gentleman who is qualified to train the children of our clan. It is even more difficult to find a Mr. Wu, there are rangers who are brave and ruthless, but it is difficult to find those who are innocent, I am afraid it will take time. ”

"It's not difficult, you should spend money, I know that you are the best at running a family, your former owner Niu Jushang is a well-known stingy ghost, don't learn from him! I say to you, money is not saved, it is earned, and the more you spend, the more you can earn, understand? ”

"The more you spend, the more you earn?"

Bai Chi shook his head secretly, this master is good at everything, he is sympathetic to his subordinates and his family and friendship, but his hands and feet are too big and he doesn't know how to be thrifty. Let's just say that the wood used to build the pavilion must be made of pine wood that is more than 100 years old, and it is said that the fragrance can only come out after a long time; And the pebbles around the lake, how much labor does it take to pick out the big river in the distance? The transporter can not be used all, the craftsman in charge of the waist board is comparable to a green pine in the mountain, the tone is harder than the stone, it is said that the doctor ordered, to come to the pebble to choose the size, color, after the selection of the fire, out of a trace of cracks can not be used! How much money is wasted, he wants to fight with this foreman.

It's easy to wait until the master comes back and cry, I thought I would get a compliment for a thrifty housekeeper, but I didn't expect that it was the head of the craftsman who was affirmed, and the master still said this kind of nonsense now? What is the difference between this and the eldest son of a loser in a bull giant businessman? The tragedy of meeting people is staged again, the white housekeeper feels that life is very bumpy, but it is a pity that in this era, Sakyamuni is still begging everywhere with a jar, Lao Tzu's life and death are unknown, and he can't find a place to become a monk, let alone being a senior brother, the second senior brother has no play

"Mr. Wu's matter can be put aside first, Mr. Wen must find it as soon as possible, Cao'er is becoming more and more silent now, and there are mulberry babies and dogs, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps, and they will be scrapped if they are not taught. It's really not good, I'll take this Mr. Wen first, does Liyang have pen and ink? I came and went in a hurry this time, but I forgot about it, and I can't tell you to make a trip yourself. ”

Paper has not yet been invented, and this is a profitable business, but it may encounter resistance from nobles and doctors. After all, bamboo slips are expensive, and if they want to become a hand-me-down book, they can't be simply written in ink, they have to rely on carving! In this way, the cost of reading is too high, how can Li Min Qianshou afford to read? The aristocracy would be able to grasp the ladder of ascent forever, forming a kind of cultural monopoly. Bai Dong invented tofu to make an iron pot, but he didn't invent papermaking and other things that are crucial to the way up, because he had this concern and didn't want to become the enemy of the public.

It still has to come step by step, just grieve the grass for a few days, although the bamboo slips are more expensive, the Bai family can still afford it. Meng Tian's pen is just a masterpiece, and there are still pen and ink in this era, as long as the children are not allowed to carve on the bamboo, it will hurt their hands.

"There are all the pen and ink, and the old slave will buy it tomorrow, and the master really wants to temporarily replace Mr. Wen?"

Bai Chi is not optimistic, what kind of students can such a master who can spend money teach? Hey, I'm afraid that in a few years, Baijiazhuang will have to lose his pants and look up at the sky, the sun seems to be blocked by dark clouds?

ps: Xie Lu, thank you, everyone, your recommendation collection of Sanjiang tickets always warms me :)

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