Luo Qinghe counted twice, "There are twenty-two taels and five hundred and thirty-five texts in total, milk, I know, you can put these away." ”

"By the way, Qinghe, tomorrow your aunt will baptize three times, and I plan to give two taels of silver." Wang Guihua told Luo Qinghe what happened in the town before, "Her mother-in-law's concubines are not easy to get along with, and now because of ginseng, she owes two taels, and I don't know if it will make trouble, your aunt is now a confinement child, and there are two sisters in Nizi, and now there is a small one, and the milk is going to give her more." ”

Luo Qinghe had no opinion at all, "Milk, you can call these questions, I have no opinion." ”

Wang Guihua smiled lovingly and touched the top of Luo Qinghe's hair, took out two taels, and then put the remaining silver coins back into the clay pot, and then hid them in the cave and covered them with a wooden box.

Since you have to keep accounts, you can't use those pieces of wood, you have to use the paper, Luo Yougen has already sorted out and bound a stack of paper, and after returning from the town, he was busy in the house, piercing and binding a book with fine hemp rope, and preparing pen and ink, which was sent directly to Luo Qinghe's house.

Luo Qinghe looked at this posture, and his heart was inevitably a little weak, although he was not able to write, it was not a brush word, his brush words might be the level of a primary school student, fortunately, he let his second brother be responsible for bookkeeping, he was witty, but he had to start practicing brush words.

"Uncle, can you give me a brush that you don't use, I'll use water to practice calligraphy on the wooden board." Luo Qinghe said.

"Okay, I'll send it to you later." Luo Yougen nodded in agreement, but touched his head embarrassedly, "It's just that the pen is a little bald, and you will use it." ”

The pen is bald, Luo Qinghe looked at Luo Yougen, it seems that his uncle is very diligent, then ...... "Uncle writes very well." ”

"General." Luo Yougen said, "The main reason is that I took some work to copy books before, but after I didn't go to the private school to study, the people in the shop stopped looking for me, and looked for people studying in the town." ”

"Uncle, you can write to me." Luo Qinghe demanded.

Although Luo Yougen was strange, because Luo Qinghe had not seen his own words, but because it was her request, Luo Yougen went to get a brush, dipped it in water, and wrote on the wooden board, the content of the three-character scripture.

Luo Qinghe looked carefully, obedient, good guy, the pen walked the dragon and snake, there were already two columns of words on the wooden board, and the water words were not dry, which showed the strength of writing, although Luo Qinghe couldn't understand what font it was, but the words were all upright and atmospheric, this word was called general, Luo Qinghe felt that she had just overestimated the level of her primary school students, and her crappy brush words may just be a toddler who has just started to hold a pen.

Looking at Luo Yougen's good handwriting, Luo Qinghe felt that he couldn't waste it, "Uncle, can you write some words on the paper, and then we will embroider it." ”

"Is it like that?" Luo Yougen asked.

"Yes, yes, it's like a copybook." Luo Qinghe said.

"This uncle still knows, when he copied books for people before, he also copied them and made them into calligraphy, of course, it just looks like a god." Luo Yougen said.

It's really humble, Luo Qinghe sighed secretly, "But uncle, we don't have to copy, uncle's words are very good, just use uncle's own words, by the way, are there any scriptures sold in the town?" ”

"Yes, the shop where I copied books before sold them." Luo Yougen said, "People from large families often come and ask to copy the scriptures directly on paper, and almost all of them are copied three or five times with the same content, and I can recite many of them." ”

Luo Qinghe's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Uncle, then write a copy to me later." ”

Luo Qinghe plans to embroider the sub-scriptures, this is more difficult, but with Luo Yougen's words, it is not much of a problem, Luo Qinghe has embroidered the text panel, but the length is not long, but to embroider the scriptures, I have to go to the town tomorrow, the purse in my hand is sold, buy a piece of silk, the scriptures are definitely big families, the silk is not worried about selling, and the black embroidery thread is also more to buy.

You have to taste the taste of the steamed buns in the town, and if you want to sell your own steamed buns, you have to know the ability of your opponent.

"Uncle, write the word 'Fu' for me to see." Thinking of Liu Xiangxiang's several exercises in embroidery, it is difficult to sell them at a price, and they can't do it for a while, Luo Qinghe is afraid that after a long time, they will be unhappy, so he plans to make them embroider simpler.

Embroidered words, embroidered one word or two words, "Fu", "peace", "longevity", "joy" and other auspicious meanings, there are Luo Yougen to draw a calligraphy, it will be relatively simple, this time you have to see if there is a red cloth, how these words are also embroidered on the red cloth to celebrate.

Luo Yougen thought about it, and wrote a big word of blessing, Luo Qinghe looked at it, praised it vigorously, and asked him to write the words blessing and peace after writing the scriptures, Luo Yougen nodded and agreed.

Seeing Luo Jiashu, Luo Qinghe said about the bookkeeping, "Second brother, let's be an apprentice at home first." ”

Luo Jiashu agreed, but when Luo Qinghe said that he should write and keep accounts, his face stiffened, but he could only agree hard, and turned around and asked Luo Yougen for a brush with a bald head and began to practice silently.

Early in the morning of the second day, Luo Laotian's family mobilized.

The donkey cart was full of lettuce, Luo Laotian let the female baby and the woman sit on the donkey cart, and the rest of the people followed on the side of the donkey cart.

Luo Qinghe found Tian Cuizhu to accompany him to Jinxiu Cloth Village, Ah Zhe saw that the two were very cordial greetings, and Mrs. Li went to the county and was not in the shop.

Luo Qinghe first gave Ah Zhe the purse, plus two made yesterday, a total of eight, all of which were satin, Ah Zhe gave one hundred and twenty wen according to the price set by Li Niangzi before, and got a total of nine hundred and sixty wen.

"Brother Azhe, does the splendid cloth village accept scripture embroidery?" Luo Qinghe asked.

Ah Zhe's eyes lit up, "Qinghe will embroider scriptures?" Harvested, harvested, it was a very popular one, and many large families had people come to buy it. ”

"But it's hard for me to say the price, it depends on what our Li Niangzi means, anyway, I will definitely not lower the price." Ah Zhe said.

Luo Qinghe smiled, "Brother Azhe, I'm really not worried about the price, it's my blessing to meet you and Mrs. Li." ”

Who doesn't like to listen to good words, Ah Zhe listened to Luo Qinghe's words, and his heart was very useful, and he didn't take care of her in vain.

"Brother Azhe, I'm going to pull a piece of white silk for embroidering scriptures, three feet long." Luo Qinghe said the size of insurance, generally more than two feet is about the same, but considering the edge, the length of the scriptures, it is still more insurance.