As for the sponge, she can only wait slowly, although she knows the technology of making sponges, but she can't make it without machines and raw materials.

However, she has already sent people to ask merchants who often go to sea whether there are such similar things or technologies overseas, especially in Europe, and if so, she can directly introduce them and produce them herself.

After arranging the things here, Su Wanniang was in a good mood, and when she went back, it was already dark.

It's just that when she arrived at the courtyard, she found that Kong Zhishu's face was darker than the sky.

"Do you know you're coming back?"

Kong Zhishu was sitting at the table, and the dishes on the table were already cold, and when he saw Su Wanniang walking in with a smile, he was even more angry.

"Naturally, I know, isn't this coming back?" Su Wanniang walked over with a smile on her face, stretched out her hand to see if the food was really cold, and then quickly called someone to take the food to heat it.

"I really don't know if it's right or wrong to let you toss like this, I'm back in the village now and I'm busy, and my lady is busier than me." Sighing, Kong Zhishu was a little helpless, in fact, he didn't like Su Wanniang tossing around at first, but he saw that Su Wanniang really wanted to open a shop, so he couldn't bear to deprive her of this interest.

"There are more things in the early stage, so naturally you will be busier, and after the shop opens, it will be almost the same, aren't you also busy before going to Shucheng?"

"Well, there are many things in the village, and the new heroes can't do nothing in the village, so they have to arrange things to go down, and there are many differences." Kong Zhishu rubbed his eyebrows, "No matter how busy you are in the future, remember that you will come back to eat after dark, and you are not afraid of starving your stomach." ”

Su Wanniang smiled, she knew that although Kong Zhishu was angry, it was also because she didn't care about her body when she was busy, so she smiled and let Kong Zhishu blame her, this is called, if there is a mistake, you have to admit your mistake, whether you change it or not, that's another matter!

"That's right! Didn't you ask you to help me get some portraits of girls in the village who are not yet married? Did you get it? ”

Kong Zhishu sighed, "In the back room, you put pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the cabinet." ”

"Okay! I'm going to find an iron wood knife and a hammer when I'm eating! Su Wanniang smiled and walked to the back room, and when she looked, sure enough, the cabinet where she put pen, ink, paper, and inkstone was full of picture scrolls, and she counted more than a dozen scrolls.

Kong Zhishu followed Su Wanniang and walked in, and said, "After all, the iron hammer is not young, so there are some young widows but girls with good conduct, and some are for the sake of filial piety of the family, so they delay the best marriage age." ”

"It's not that I'm prejudiced against the Iron Hammer, it's just that the Iron Hammer is there, and it's impossible to find a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who is in the mood for love, when the father is old, the widow is okay, as long as the girl has a good character, she can get along with the Iron Hammer, and she can tolerate the temper of the Iron Hammer."

Hearing Su Wanniang say this, Kong Zhishu hooked his lips and smiled, but he was too careful, where is Su Wanniang the kind of unreasonable woman? Where would it be because it is good with the iron wood knife, it is necessary to match the iron hammer with a girl who has never been married at the age of fifteen or sixteen.

For Kong Zhishu, everyone in the village is his person, so he can't favor one over the other, and must treat all fairly, so he didn't take the portraits of those fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls who were married to each other.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls are still too squeamish to be fit for the hammer, and the temper of the hammer may not be bearable.

Su Wanniang opened the portraits one by one, swept them at a glance, and vomited three liters of blood on the spot.

"Kong Zhishu, who painted these portraits?"