The sleepy-eyed sister-in-law of the Fang family, holding a broom, let out a deafening roar like a lion in Hedong. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Fang's father, Fang Niang and the eldest brother of the Fang family, who came in response, were each wrapped in clothes, copied farm tools, and went into battle with iron catalpa, iron shovels, and fishing rods.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Fang Zhongyong hurriedly snatched the oil lamp from Chen Qi's hand, and shouted to his face: "Dad, mother, eldest brother, it's me, it's me-"

"Ghost-" When Sister-in-law Fang made her voice again, she had already become delicate, with a sheep voice that meant "people are so afraid, afraid of dripping~~". Fang Zhongyong, whose voice was cold, fell with goosebumps.

But he still changed the angle of holding the oil lamp, no longer holding the oil lamp from the bottom up, straight to his face, so as not to be scary.

"Erlang, you, and-" The Fang family elder turned his eyes to Chen Qi next to him, paused, slowed down his voice again, and said, "And Brother Chen Qi, why are you here in the middle of the night?" ”

"I'm hungry, come and get something to eat," Fang Zhongyong replied honestly, "It's all gone, there's really nothing else to do." ”

Listening to Fang Zhongyong's words, with a hint of impatience, the sister-in-law of the Fang family was a little unhappy, but muttered curiously: "Erlang, what are you making so fragrant, you woke me up in the middle of the night." ”

Fang Zhongyong smiled and said in his heart, thank the foodie sister-in-law for his praise, "Xiang Xing" is just right, tsk, this praise is very convincing.

So, he patiently and even arranged in advance to reply: "It's cake." When it's empty another day, I'll teach my mother and sister-in-law to make it, and make it for everyone to eat. If you can sell it, it would be better to open a small shop in the county to sell dim sum. ”

Fang Niang stepped forward and touched Fang Zhongyong's forehead with her big hand, and after a while, she put down her hand uneasily, as if she felt that Fang Zhongyong was talking a little nonsense.

Until Fang Zhongyong took out four pieces of money from his sleeve and handed it to Fang Niang: "Mother, let's go around in the next few days to find out, how to rent the shop in the county." ”

With incredible surprise, the whole family stood in the kitchen, watching the figures of Fang Zhongyong and Chen Qi sway, and swayed back to their little black room.

"This, where did Erlang get all this money?" Father Fang's honest face, looking at the money on the stove in Fang Niang's hand, his eyes were stunned, and he rubbed his eyes again.

"Since I went to study, Erlang has become more and more ghostly, and he will play tricks," Fang Jialang said with a smile while cleaning up the kitchen stove, "They all say that our Erlang, or Wenqu Xing, has gone down to earth, I think, it may be that the god of the stove has gone down to earth, you smell it, tsk, it is so fragrant." ”

Sister-in-law Fang also followed to clean up the crockpots, and while cleaning up, she couldn't close her mouth with a smile, and said in her heart, if she could really go to the county seat to open a shop, how good would it be...... The little ladies of the county merchants are all proficient in the art of maintenance, and they can also learn one or two by themselves, and they will not be buried in this mud pile for the rest of their lives.

Thinking about it, he looked at the material on his chest again, and confidently straightened his chest. An allegedly indescribable murderous aura surged again.

……

"Zhongyong, what are you writing? Don't write it, let's kill a game of Three Kingdoms. Chai Lin was fiddling with the pitcher in his hand while smashing a lake pen to Fang Zhongyong's table.

Fang Zhongyong deftly dodged, the lake pen passed by his side, but it smashed on the table of the cousin of the Chai family, the handwriting that the child was writing was stained in an instant, the baby's face was red, and he stepped forward angrily, and said to Chai Lin:

"What are you doing? You don't have to take the township test yourself, and we all have to take the test next year. Play on your own. ”

As he spoke, he threw the lake pen directly from Chai Lin's head, and regardless of whether he had humiliated Master Chai or not, he sat back, took off the ink, and re-wrote it.

Chai Linren dodged the pen, but ink was splashed on the corner of the robe, and the family next to him hurriedly came forward to help the eldest son tidy up the corners of his clothes, and he was in a hurry. was greeted by Chai Lin's generous smile and drove away.

Chai Lin wandered to Fang Zhongyong's side boredly, and on the desktop in front of Fang Zhongyong, the paper that was being written was a draw.

Juanxiu's clear handwriting unfolded in front of Chai Lin: "Tang Sanzang: Sister Guanyin, this is your fault, Wukong wants to eat me, it's just an idea, and it hasn't become a fact yet." If you have no proof, why is he guilty? It's better to wait for him to eat me, you have evidence, and it's not too late to condemn him.

Hey, the size of that diamond ring is too poor, the front is heavy and the back is light, the left is wide and the right is narrow, he is very uncomfortable to wear, and the insomnia will affect me all night. Although he is a monkey, you can't do this to him, the government knows and will say that I abuse animals. Speaking of that diamond circle, ah--I met a blacksmith in Chenjia Village last year, he is beautifully handmade, the price is fair, and the child is not bullied, so I will introduce you to order another one......"

"Poof-" Chai Lin swallowed a breath of cold air, and said to Fang Zhongyong's harmless little white face with a black line: "Things that can thunder this young master, it's rare to see it these days, what are you, can you write this in the township test?" ”

"Who said I wrote this in preparation for the township exam?" Fang Zhongyong took out another piece of paper, hung the pen and continued to write, while saying: "I will go to the township to take the test, your father can let me bring yours, you are so unwilling to study now, I am afraid that your father will be angry, so I will pay my own money to take the exam myself."

This is a script, written for the common people to arrange a drama, entertainment and entertainment things, hey, hey, don't look at it, I'm going to sell it for money. ”

"That's it, and sell it for money-" Chai Lin continued to watch, haha, and said disdainfully: "You thing, except for a good person like Ben Gongzi, who will buy it." ”

Fang Zhongyong continued to write with one hand, stretched out to Chai Lin with the other, and said with a sense of hooliganism: "Thank you, reward money." ”

Chai Lin opened his hand with one hand, "You are a money fan." Let's take a complete look. ”

Fang Zhongyong: "The complete one is in Lexian's book, you have to see, just find someone to go over and copy it." ”

Chai Lin grabbed Fang Zhongyong's neck with both hands and quarreled with him: "Where does Young Master Ben have the kung fu to do that, if you want to buy your things so respectfully, you dare to refute Young Master Ben's face, or are you not the boss of Young Master Ben?" ”

"Am I your boss?" Fang Zhong was happy forever, threw away the pen, grabbed Chai Lin with both hands, and said straightforwardly: "When did Young Master Chai become my little brother?" It's an honor—"

Chai Lin regretted his words, but he was stiff-mouthed, he looked at the paragraph that Fang Zhongyong was writing,

"Bai Jingjing: Supreme Treasure, what are you shaving your beard for? You don't know, you don't have a beard and no personality at all...... Ay... Neither can literature, neither can martial arts, you don't want to be a bandit, do you want to be a champion? Save you! What kind of image to change, be your thief well, this promising career to go......"

This is really a tailor-made drama for Young Master Ben, Chai Lin didn't read many sentences, and immediately had a strong sense of substitution, isn't he the supreme treasure?

However, Fang Zhongyong, this kid, loves to hang people's appetites.

Chai Lin looked down and sighed: "To tell the truth, Zhongyong, or, I bought this thing and printed it for you, then the words are very pitted, and many scholars have sprinkled the text into it, and it is just to entertain themselves, and it is all wasted." You have the support of Young Master Ben, are you afraid that you won't be able to become famous in the world? ”

Fang Zhongyong rolled his eyes slightly, and said slyly: "Does the Chai family have a licensed workshop for printing?" It's not all black workshop seals, compared with official seals, the quality check is too far, and the cost is high. It's not a profitable business, big brother, can I introduce you? ”

As he spoke, he took out the next piece of paper, and began to write the technical points of movable type printing again, depicting the basic schematic diagram of the tools needed, and then dried it a little bit, stuffed it into Chai Lin's hand, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile:

"You and I are a partner, running this printing workshop, I will provide you with technology, and greatly improve the efficiency of this printing, and you, provide me with promotion, and sell the script in my hand all over the pits, do you think it's good?"

Chai Lin took the key point of movable type printing, his eyes lit up with golden light, and he said excitedly: "Big brother, this thing is out, and our Three Kingdoms Killing can be printed in a complete set, it's really a good thing." Okay, okay, okay, if you can do it, let's get five or five points. ”

Chai Lin took those few pages, like a treasure, and threw the story of Fang Zhongyong's "Journey to the West" Supreme Treasure to the back of his head, and without waiting for Fang Zhongyong to say a word, he hummed a song and slipped out of the home school directly with oil on the soles of his feet.

Fang Zhongyong sighed helplessly, and said in his heart, it seems that the four major inventions are not covered, and the plagiarism of technological inventions is still more appropriately ranked in the third place of "money" on the road of professional fortune than the copying of documents.

Fang just ridiculed Chai Lin's cousin Chai's cousin, and looked at the scene sung by Fang Zhongyong and Chai Lin next to him blankly, and then put on a big shelf, shook his head, looked at Fang Zhongyong with pity, and said: "Qingben beauty, why be a thief?" ”

What do you mean? Fang Zhongyong turned his head vigilantly and looked at the little baby with the temperament of an old master.