The shopkeeper He smiled and left ten times of money and left in a hurry, and the people in the village were looking at the bamboo building of the Yun family with the eyes of a fairy, the bacon hummed, and he also followed the young master into the house with ten pieces of money, Cang'er wanted to help the bacon carry the money bag in, but was ruthlessly refused, he didn't understand bacon, as long as it was her own money, no matter how heavy, she would not allow others to touch the money, and she was tired and did not allow others to touch it.

“hahahaha。" The old patriarch laughed extremely madly, looked at the red seal mud on his hand, and shouted at everyone: "Look at it! Ten times the money belongs to Yunwa, if anyone dares to have bad thoughts, the old man will definitely put him in the pig cage and sink in the pond! Yunwa gave us a big business, aren't you satisfied? Cang'er, Lao Shou, Tiger, Lao Ba, you go to Dousha Pass now to bring back another ten yuan of billet bula, lame, fourth, fifth, you start to make wooden barrels for the old man now, the boys go to chop bamboo to make bamboo poles to build a drying field, the village is about to develop, haha, the ancestors blessed, sent such a baby pimple over. Haha, how does Yunwa do batik, have you all seen it clearly? “

The old patriarch roared, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed violently, excitedly starting to prepare for his new life. Seeing that the crowd dispersed, the old patriarch looked up at the Yun family's bamboo building, and saw Yun Er lying on the platform with his chin propped up and looking at himself, and actually made a grimace, so he shouted at the women to hurry up and work, and when the grey cloth was transported back, they were about to start making batik.

Yun Da returned to the bamboo building and did not sleep, but boiled some boiling water and drank tea, the bacon could not be counted on, and the diligent little girl had fallen into the huge pile of copper coins and was infatuated with it.

Xiaolongtuan tea can still be seen in Doushaguan, but Yunda can't drink it, always think that the fried green tea is still more in line with their own taste, I used to always think that the fried tea is the right way to drink tea, and recently I learned that it is not the case, now I like to grind the tea into a fine powder, and then add green onion and ginger, spices to drink together is the most correct way, the tea that the doctors drink is more particular, even the water used to boil tea is very particular, If you want to promote the tea drinking method of later generations in the Great Song Dynasty, you simply don't know what to say.

But there is an exception to this kind of tea, Yun Da likes it very much, Yun Er, who never drinks tea, also likes it, he can use his small silver bowl to drink a full bowl at a time, tea leaves, old ginger, sesame seeds, rice, and salt are put in a bowl, and the hardwood stick is "beaten" into fine powder, and it is washed with boiling water, which is the tea, and the warm whole body is Shutai after drinking.

Yun Zheng came to read the chapter of "Analects" every morning, and wrote one large and one small character by himself the rest of the time. The large characters write "Guifeng Tablet", and the small characters write "The Biography of the Idle Evil Father", all of which are hidden posts taken out of the box of Lin County. Write an essay the next day. It is not yet a formal text, but a style called "righteousness", which only explains the content of the Analects. The title was formulated according to the reading notes of the Linxian Order. I don't remember how many "righteousness" Yun Zheng has done. I only remember that there is a question that is "Mencius is against righteousness".

After doing this, it's time to teach students every day, know ten words a day, rain or shine, and when the barley planted by Yun Zheng on the mountain grows to an inch long, the students have been able to skillfully recite the "Hundred Family Names" and write these surnames silently, not bad, so many new words, strange words, the children just gnawed down.

The silkworms raised by Yun Er and bacon are also half an inch long, gray, and have no so-called cute appearance of silkworm babies at all, and they are not much different from some green worms at all.

Life is like this, quiet and leisurely, the batik in the village has been sold again, and the price is not as high as Yun Zheng's nine pieces of cloth, which is a matter of no way, and the samples are very different from the products produced on a large scale.

But even so, the old patriarch is still very satisfied, and the shopkeeper He is also very satisfied, but he just asks the people in the village to make a few more tricks of batik, if there can be dragons and phoenixes on it, he has a way to sell the batik here to the palace.

Therefore, Yun Zheng has one more job, that is, to draw patterns on paper, and then hand it over to the lame man to make a printing plate, after making six kinds of templates in a row, Yun Zheng gave up his interest in continuing to paint, excessive development of new products, is not a good thing, more than a year of a color, it is enough to make the shopkeeper He overjoyed. "Heaven and earth are yellow, and the universe is desolate. The sun and the moon are shining, and the sun and moon are shining. The cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter. Leap more than the age of adulthood, the law Lu tunes the yang. The clouds cause rain, and the dew turns into frost. Jin Sheng Lishui, jade out of Kungang. The sword number is huge, and the pearl is called the luminous ......"

The sound of reading came out of the brick house of the Yun family, all of which were standard official sounds, every time it was time to read, there was only this kind of sound echoing in the village, the usual cows and horses neighing, chickens and dogs barking would immediately disappear, and the sound of women making batik would become very small, every time they returned to this time, the old patriarch would wander around the village with his hands behind his back, carrying a two-foot-long bamboo pole in his back hand, at this time he would never allow outsiders to enter the village, for this reason, they specially built a wall made of bamboo at the mouth of the valley.

It wasn't until Yun Zheng announced the end of class that the children rushed out of Yun's house that the atmosphere in the village would be normal, and it would change from a forbidden place to a living shijie.

There are guests in the village today, it is Xiao Wugen's ancestors and grandchildren, Xiao Wugen still found that he seemed to have been fooled, that crutch was not unique at all, he really wanted to find Yun Zheng's trouble, but was stopped by his grandfather, because there was no reason to go to Yun Zheng's trouble, the bamboo fight he bought for six times was the cheapest among the five crutches.

They came very early, but the old master did not enter the village, standing outside the village and listening to the "Thousand Character Text" for a long time, although Xiao Wugen had long been impatient, but the grandfather did not speak, and he did not dare to lose his temper easily.

After entering the village, the old master book can hardly believe his eyes, because this village can be called the cleanest village in the whole Chengdu Prefecture, the ground of the soil is rammed by the soil hammer smoothly, there is not a single leaf, the common cow and sheep dung in other villages, there is no here at all, there are no chickens and ducks running around in the big village, only a few yellow dogs lazily lying on the drying field looking at the dense blue batik, the wind blows, the batik will hula blow, very spectacular. Recently, students have improved the batik process, so that it can be made simple from cumbersome, so that it can greatly improve the efficacy, reduce costs, no longer need to waste manpower to do hard work, but also let the villagers eat their stomachs, in the eyes of students to do these things is a practice."

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