The plan of the day lies in the morning, Qin Fei lies in the window and eats melon seeds.

The children were heartbroken: "Daddy, that person is a liar, specializing in deceiving you to buy health products, let's go home!"

The old men looked stubborn that they couldn't pull back the nine cows: "Nonsense, you just can't see me spending money." The things that Xiaojin sells are good, after I finish eating, I go up to the sixth floor in one go, and it doesn't take much effort!"

The good-tempered sons and daughters slowly persuaded and dragged their old man home, and the bad-tempered one directly took a stick: "Old immortal, if you dare to come out in the future, I will break your legs!"

Finally, the world is clear, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.

Qin Fei opened the door and set up the table, and started selling breakfast from today.

When the diners passing by saw it, they hurriedly sat down, and there was a lot of nonsense: "Boss Qin, you opened a store too freely, if it were another store, it would have closed down a long time ago......"

"Do you eat?"

"A bowl of rice noodles across the bridge. ”

......

The people who came in the morning were all regular customers, and everyone basically knew each other, and they chatted about some and some of them.

"I really don't know why Boss Qin's things are so novel and delicious, think about it carefully, spicy crayfish, fried snails, fried locusts, Yunjiang grilled fish, stinky tofu, hot pot skewers, yogurt purple rice dew, rice noodles, etc., are all pioneered by Boss Qin, and if you master any of them, you can open a big restaurant alone, and the business is too good. ”

But Boss Qin insisted on opening the snack bar to death, blaming him for fishing for three days and drying nets for two days. ”

"I think Boss Qin opened a store not as a job, this is the life he loves. ”

Someone said this, and the diners pondered for a moment, as if it was really true, if Qin Fei wanted to make money, he would have asked employees to do it on a large scale a long time ago.

The diners sighed at the sight of this.

Naturally, it was not Qin Fei, but themselves.

They are all elderly people, and they don't have the same vigorous energy as young people, but the burden of the family is on their bodies, and they have to be exhausted, and they don't know when they can live the life they want?

Diners put an end to the topic.

After a while, a group of people may have talked about health preservation because they have reached the age of wolfberry soaking in water, and whether skipping breakfast will affect their health.

Some people think that skipping breakfast will cause gastrointestinal diseases, and some people think it's not a big deal: "Boss Qin, what do you think?"

Qin Fei pondered for a moment: "I think skipping breakfast has a big impact. ”

"To be specific?" the crowd wondered.

"It affects my business. ”

"Convex (艹菜艹)"

......

In the past of the morning market, diners rushed to various posts full of vitality, becoming the gears of the times and pushing history forward.

Wang Ziduan came to visit Qin Fei with a box of gifts, rubbing his shoulders and pinching his legs for a while, and helping to wipe the table and sweep the floor for a while, looking like a traitor or a thief.

"What's the matter, say!" Qin Fei glanced at him.

"Godfather, what, tomorrow there will be a literati poetry meeting in Yuejiang Building, and there will be a banquet at the meeting, I want to trouble you to be the chef. Wang Ziduan made his purpose clear.

It turned out that Mr. Wang opened a bookstore some time ago, and the books in this era are still quite expensive, and it stands to reason that the benefits are good.

But for some reason, the business of the book store has not improved, so Wang Ziduan made a suggestion to his Lao Tzu, saying that he would organize a literati poetry meeting to make him famous.

Everything else was ready, but there was a little problem with the original banquet, and a lot of money was spent to invite well-known literati, so the banquet did not have much budget.

Not only can you get it, but you also have to consider the cost, thinking about it, Wang Ziduan can only come to Qin Fei.

Not to mention anything else, just the Yunjiang grilled fish, but the leader of the food conference, recorded in the county chronicles, can definitely support the scene.

But Qin Fei was troublesome and didn't want to go.

"Godfather, the four famous prostitutes of Yunjiang will also attend. ”

"Do you think I'm a womanizer? I'm a principled beautiful man!" Qin Fei sat upright, "Can you touch it?"

"Yes. ”

"I'll go. ”

......

Because tomorrow is the poetry meeting, Qin Fei has to go to set up the venue in advance, and the Yuejiang Building is the Wang family's bookstore, which is a three-story tower with an empty middle, and bookshelves are set up on the walls around it, and all kinds of books are placed.

There is a platform on the third floor, you can see the Yunjiang River not far away, which is the origin of the name of Yuejiang Building.

Don't look at Qin Fei as a cook, but he is also a person who likes to read, so he immediately picked up a copy of "Golden Lotus Bottle Chunmei" and read it carefully.

"Godfather, the kitchen is in the backyard, I'll take you to see, if anything is missing, you command. Wang Ziduan led Qin Fei to visit Yuejiang Tower, and then took it to the courtyard at the back.

The courtyard at the back is not vacant, but serves as a book-making workshop, where craftsmen carve yang characters on wooden boards, then brush them with ink, cover them with paper and print the text, and finally cut the paper into pages.

It's really an ancient craft, and Qin Fei finds it very interesting.

"If you want to print another book, how can these words be rearranged in order?" Qin Fei asked suddenly.

Wang Ziduan didn't know very well, so the craftsman said: "The engraving on this template is dead, how can it be rearranged, if you want to print another book, wouldn't it be good to re-engrave the template." ”

Qin Fei asked rhetorically, "Then why don't you make it into movable type?"

"How can words live?" the craftsman laughed, if it weren't for the young owner to follow aside, he would have to drive people away, and a layman is a layman.

Qin Fei said seriously: "For example, if you make a text into a small seal, each seal can only print one word, and if you need any article, you can arrange countless seals in order and fix them for printing." ”

"After printing, you can disassemble the words and use them again next time. ”

This is the movable type printing technology invented by Bi Sheng, an ancient Chinese person, and Qin Fei knew a general principle, so he said it simply.

The craftsman was still full of disdain at first, but as he listened, his expression became shocked, as an old craftsman, some things can be understood at a glance, you can imagine what a promising technology this is!

Wood board engraving and printing, not only is very time-consuming, but also have to choose some high-quality wood to carve, if there are mistakes and omissions, but also have to be reversed, so the cost remains high, books are expensive.

However, Qin Fei's idea can not only increase efficiency, but also greatly reduce costs, and the craftsman was shocked for a while, and stood up to salute: "Dare to ask what Mr. is called?"

Although Wang Ziduan couldn't understand why this craftsman was so excited, it must have been Qin Fei who pretended to be forced and shocked the other party, Wang Ziduan said proudly: "This is my godfather, Qin Fei!"

This group of craftsmen is arrogant and ruthless on weekdays, and they don't take Wang Ziduan, a young master, in their eyes at all, but now they know that they are powerful, right?

As soon as the craftsman pondered, there was no such person as Qin Fei in the industry, so he asked: "What does Mr. Qin do, why can he propose such an initiative, Xiao Lao'er really admires!"

"This movable type printing technique was not created by me, but was invented by a Chinese man named Bi Sheng in a distant place, if you use it in the future, don't forget his name!"

The world is yours and ours, but the four great inventions are ours, so they must be ours.