While complaining while busy working, after cleaning up for nearly an hour, Xiao Mo finally cleaned up the stove and did a series of actions such as washing his face, gargling and soaking his feet.

I prepared another pot of hot water, and I could finally sit down and rest.

Night has fallen, and homes have been lit up.

Although the night is dark, Xiao Mo's modern sleep routine of eleven o'clock has indeed not changed, and it is still a bit early for Xiao Mo to go to bed.

I fumbled and lit two candles, and two bean-sized lights dispelled the darkness in the room and brought some light.

Xiao Mo calmed down and thought about his task.

After the cultivation of several worlds, Xiao Mo's uneasiness when he just entered other worlds has been reduced a lot, so he proposed to Wang Matchmaker and a few others during the day to establish an association and write a booklet such as "Qunfang Spectrum".

This is not untargeted, but Xiao Mo thought carefully about the fundamental problem that Wang Chutong and Liuniang could not combine, that is, they were the right people.

I don't know the situation of the two at the moment, but even if I do, with my current status as a widow, I can't play any positive role.

So first of all, it's about getting yourself on your feet in the world.

Money, power, prestige, this is necessary to be in a world where you want to be in the upper class, everywhere.

Xiao Mo is going to visit the situation of these two people on the one hand, and on the other hand, he must work hard to improve himself, and the most basic thing is to start with relatively simple money.

At that time, if you find Wang Chutong, whether it is to assist the other party in business, or to help him in obtaining fame, you can be at ease.

Xiao Mo never thought of letting Wang Chutong and the others elope to complete the task, which is also very shocking in modern times, and is not understood by everyone, let alone in ancient times when more attention was paid to honor.

In order for the two to be together openly, it is indispensable for the family to be right, and the Ming media is marrying.

Xiao Mo proposed that the compilation of "Qunfang Spectrum" and "Qunying Spectrum" is also a plan to kill two birds with one stone.

One is that one person is short, and two people are long. When compiling the booklet, other matchmakers became their invisible helpers, who could probe the news of Wang Chutong and Liuniang; Second, when these two pamphlets are recognized by everyone, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds to write Wang Chutong on the pamphlets, go through the back door, beautify them, and improve their reputation.

Xiao Mo thought about it carefully, and felt more and more feasible, and couldn't help but think about the operation of this association, the conditions for the men and women on the register, and how to assign tasks in the future, which is similar to the work of the company.

Fortunately, Xiaomo's major in business administration is at Xiaomo University, coupled with the various innovative ideas that he came into contact with in the era of the modern information explosion, he also thought about it for a while.

This has to be said to be the lost mulberry, the east corner of the elm harvest.

When Xiao Mo was busy in the stove room, he also secretly pondered that he was like the heroine in all kinds of time-traveling novels he read, not to mention taboos such as gunpowder, it would be good to make some money by getting a soap or mirror, but he hated himself for being a liberal arts student, and these chemicals only stayed at the level of only hearing their names and not knowing their formulas.

Fang Cai also sighed at his "waste wood" Xiaomo, feeling that he still had a trace of use.

No, the chemical industry is not good, let's just want a liberal arts class to do a company operation, and it is good to plan an idea.

At this time, Xiao Mo also deeply realized the spirit of the poet immortal Li Taibai's "I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone".

So there is no useless profession, only talent that is not used in the right place, which is like the phrase that people often shout "There is no garbage in the world, only misplaced resources".

It is necessary for all walks of life to exist, and all kinds of talents can always give full play to their talents within their own suitable professional understanding!

Xiao Mo clarified his thoughts little by little, thinking that he has three main tasks in this world: one is to cook more and improve his food level; the second is to do a good job in compiling this roster, strive to make a name for yourself, earn wealth, and complete side tasks; The third is to inquire about the news of Wang Chutong and Liuniang, and match this pair of regrettable little Qingmei.

Xiao Mo is going to use paper to record these ideas, the process of the construction association, and the requirements for roster registration, so as to avoid omissions.

The ink inkstone was opened with water, and Xiao Mo's ink-stained brush wrote a big "magpie" character on the paper.

As for why the adjective "big" is used, it is because although Xiao Mo can write traditional characters, it is written with modern pens and water writing pens, and now when he uses a brush, he is dwarfed, because that one word occupies a page.

Easier said than done.

The four words express Xiao Mo's delicate mood now.

When the book is used, there is less hatred, and when the skill is used, it is not too much.

I used to watch the fonts on the ancient letters on the costume TV series, which were either upright, beautiful or free, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult when I actually wrote them.

Although Xiao Mo is an ordinary girl in modern times, she loves to eat food and love to be lazy to read, but she smells the chickens and dances in the world of Jiansan, and she has never shouted bitterness when she practices martial arts every day, which shows that Xiao Mo is still a person with perseverance.

So Xiao Mo found that writing was not as simple as he imagined, so he became involved with this brush, and began to write slowly one stroke at a time.

If someone looks out of the window, they will see the silhouette of a woman standing at a table meticulously engraving something.

Xiao Mo devoted himself to the cause of practicing writing, until the moon shadow moved westward, the candle tears dripped, and the spark of the candle "snapped", Xiao Mo was shocked to realize that a long time had passed.

Looking at the paper scattered next to him, from the beginning of a piece of paper can only write one word, to now a piece of paper can write ten words, Xiao Mo nodded with satisfaction, presumably tomorrow if you practice hard for another day, you should be able to write normally.

Concentrating on the extreme consumption of physical strength and energy, Xiao Mo cleaned up the scattered desktop, put the papers together and pressed them with an inkstone, and washed the brush with water.

After finishing his work, Xiao Mo poured a cup of boiled water from the teapot, blew out the candle after two sips, and rested after pouring.

Here in Xiaomo, the night is quiet, the heart is full, and the years are quiet.

In another place in Jiading, it is very unpeaceful.

I saw a house in flames, and the panicked and screaming crowd, and the enthusiastic people who carried buckets to extinguish the fire, dyed the silent night with a noisy color.

"It's water, it's water!" The panicked crowd ran around.

"Oh my God, our family just fell asleep, what's going on?" A middle-aged man asked.

The man, who was wearing only an undershirt and a neat coat, had apparently hurried out in a hurry to investigate the situation.

"I don't know, I don't know, it's suddenly on fire!" The person being questioned also came out to investigate the situation.

He was also anxious, after all, the house that was on fire was very close to his home, and he was afraid that the fire at the city gate would affect the fish in the pond.

"Is there anyone in there?"

"I didn't see anyone coming out."

A fire burned for no reason, so that half of the people in Jiading City were uneasy and panicked, and the people nearby were just enthusiastic to take their own buckets to do their part, and the rest of the things were just waiting for the government to investigate tomorrow.