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"I guess it's hard to find, my master was also a high-ranking official. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info seems to have received equipment supervision and inspection. Later, after he was imprisoned, he never saw anyone again. I also looked for it, but I didn't find it. Anyway, my master is not very reliable. Before I went crazy, I said some strange things every day. Before he went to prison, he also wanted to go back and burn the book he gave." Wang Guangxu replied.

"You can make wax paper oil roller printers, and you can make soap. All right. From today onwards, you will be in charge of making these things! The well-drilling team will have nothing to do, and you will be in charge. If you need anything, go to Uncle Zhu to get it. If not, let Uncle Zhu buy it. Now, a glorious and difficult task for you. Let's put this little machine together first. I'll ask Zhu Chusan to help you." Zhu Lin went out and called the third junior high. Zheng Jiu, Zhu Yi and Zhu Chengli also came in. Let's see what young master Zhu is doing.

Zhu Lin thought that the room was not bright enough, so he asked Zhu Chengli to light two candles, and Zhu Chengli lit the candles with a dissatisfied face. After lighting two candles, the study was much brighter. Wang Guangxu looked helpless, holding the drawings there, directing the third junior high school to make a printing press there. And Zhu Lin was not idle, after polishing and smoothing the wooden board with fine sand, he asked Zheng Jiu and Zhu Yi to paint it. And it's not the kind of big brush with pig sideburns, but with a brush to draw up one stroke at a time. can make it difficult for two people to die. Scratching his face little by little.

Under the command of Wang Guangxu. In the third year of junior high school, some details were modified. It didn't take long to finish the simple version of the mimeograph machine. It's just that Wang Guangxu muttered there that this is too simple, and it is not as complicated as his master. His master used a hand-cranked one. When Zhu Lin heard this, he said in his heart what I would do with such a complicated matter. Just make one that you can use yourself. Those who print books for children do not print books to make money. It's a good idea to make money by printing books, but I heard Wang Guangxu say that there are a lot of bookstores now. Why is the price of books still high? What Zhu Lin didn't know was that it was not that books were expensive, but that many people couldn't afford them. Eating is a problem, how can you have spare money to buy books. It's like something in society now, no matter how good your things are, the boss's surname has no money, and it's not all there to watch. It's a bit of a stretch, let's get to the point.

After the third year of junior high school was finished, he stood there. Zhu Lin took a look, yes, it was the carpenter's craft. The silk cloth is sturdy. The oil rollers are also good.

Wang Guangxu said on the side: "Now it's almost wax paper, and there is no protruding reticulation on this steel plate that can't be written." Zhu Lin listened. Yes, too. Actually ignored this stubble.

Explain that tomorrow let Brother Zhu Chengli make another piece, and there should be a protruding reticulation on it. Everyone went to rest. Zhu Yi and Zheng Jiu were left behind and painted hard. It took a long time to brush it up. After brushing, Zhu Lin let them all go to rest. And there he was pondering.

Early the next morning. Zhu Chengli went to get the steel plate and wax paper back. Wang Guangxu also followed. Buy quicklime and mouth alkali. I also bought a bucket of tung oil for lighting.

Zhu Chengli pulled his face there and told Zhu Lin that there was not much money in the family now. More than two hundred taels of silver, and now there are 80 taels left. said that Zhu Lin was going on like this, and eating would be a problem. Zhu Lin smacked his lips and said in his heart that the price is still quite high now. In order to make a big business. That's all there is to it. If you don't invest, where will you get a return.

Zhu Chengli complained about Wang Guangxu again, saying that Wang Guangxu didn't do serious things, and he just seduced other people's big girls and little daughters-in-law on the street. Zhu Lin smiled and did not say anything.

Wang Guangxu asked people to move a large clay pot and put it in the yard, and used yellow mud to build a stove. I saw Wang Guangxu there directing others to do this and that. Zhu Lin simply didn't care, moved a chair and sat there watching. It didn't take long for the well-drilling team to return from training. It's all stinky sweat. It is estimated that Zhang's mother is going to scold again today. In Zhang's mother's words, there is no hurry to wash the clothes of your group every day. I also have to cook, and I have to do other chores. The whining words are a bunch plus a piece anyway. said that Zhu Lin was deserted and fled.

Later, it was Zhu Chengli who didn't know how to coax Zhang's mother. I just coaxed it. Wang Guangxu asked people to move two more wooden barrels, and water was poured into one bucket, only to see Wang Guangxu pour the ground lime powder into it. Move like a rabbit and run to the side. The bucket was steaming hot, and the water was splashing.

Wang Guangxu asked Zheng Jiu to take a long wooden stick to stir. For a while, Zheng Jiu was too fast, and for a while, Zheng Jiu was slow. Until Zheng Jiu stirred unhurriedly. Wang Guangxu closed his mouth. Zheng Jiu's face was red, and he was so angry that he almost beat Wang Guangxu.

A smell of lime water came, quite rushing. Everyone watched from afar. After a while, Wang Guangxu took a look at it and asked people to pour water into it. began to instruct Zheng Jiu to stir again. Until Wang Guangxu said to stop. Zhu Lin looked bored, so he entered the study. picked up the awl that Liu Rumei borrowed, and carved words on the wax paper.

Liu Rumei brought water to Zhu Lin, and Zhu Lin accidentally carved the wax paper. Zhu Lin had to pick up another one to engrave, but it was still not good to engrave, and the wax paper was broken again.

Zhu Lin was puzzled. In the past, in my previous life, it wasn't so hard to see the teacher carve it, so why was it bad for me to be bad at the moment.

"Little master, do you want to write on it? Why don't you let the slave family try it." Liu Rumei didn't leave, she kept watching from behind.

"Well, okay, you can give it a try." Zhu Lin stood aside. After Liu Rumei bowed generously, she sat down on the stool, picked up the awl and carved it on the paper. Not to mention, Liu Rumei carved one in a while. And there is no carved one. Zhu Lin didn't want to think about it, women in ancient times were so powerful as female celebrities, and they could grasp the priorities just right.

"Are you literate?". Zhu Lin asked.

"Well, back to the young master's words, the slave family learned from my father when I was in my mother-in-law's house." Liu Rumei looked at Zhu Lin with her big eyes and said.

Zhu Lin and Liu Rumei glanced at each other. The dark path is really a goblin, why didn't you see it that day. But it's okay, I'm just a kid. Although the age of the heart has long exceeded the age of the child. But Liu Rumei is a mother of two children after all. It can't be Zhu Lin's dish at all.

"Okay, you can finish carving these "Three Character Classics" and "Thousand Character Texts". And this book of "Arithmetic". As he spoke, he ran out as if he were running away. Liu Rumei chuckled. Zhu Lin ran faster.

"Look, look, there's a stone in the bucket." The big guys were there watching around the bucket. Wang Guangxu was blowing there. What a stone turns into gold, what lives forever. A group of children around him looked at him with stars in his eyes.

Zhu Lin listened to him blow a little too much. Walked over and reprimanded him. Then let him explain the principle to everyone.

Wang Guangxu talked there with a bitter face, and gave the children a live chemistry lesson. Not to mention, Wang Guangxu really has two brushes, and what he says is the Tao.

After waiting for a while, Wang Guangxu poured the bucket of water that grew out of the stone into the largest clay pot and began to boil. When he was about to eat, Wang Guangxu called for a ceasefire. But the fire cannot be extinguished. Stay up.

At noon, Zhang's mother called everyone to eat, and today we had steamed buns. The dishes are very poor. Salt beans, pickle gnocchi. Zhu Lin was a little unhappy. The heart said that I said that I would buy meat to eat. Why is Uncle Zhu so unreliable. Children are growing their bodies. Zhu Lin glared at Zhu Chengli. Zhu Chengli rolled his eyes aggrievedly there.

After eating. Wang Guangxu led the children to continue his Taoist alchemy class. Zhu Lin listened there with interest.

Eighteen the boy was curious, so he ran to the big crockpot and poked his finger at the contents of the crockpot. I heard an "ahhh Poor Zhu 18 was there and blew hard at his fingers. The fingers quickly became red and swollen. Wang Guangxu looked at it and shouted loudly: "It's done, it's done." completely disregarded Zhu Shiba's life and death.

Zhu Lin quickly pulled Eighteen to the well. Pick up the water scoop and flush it over and over again for Eighteen. Wang Guangxu reacted at this time, and hurriedly asked Zhu Chuyi to go to the kitchen to get vinegar and hand it to Zhu Lin to wash the eighteenth.

The children were in a panic, but Wang Guangxu was there unhurriedly wrapped in oiled paper. There are two packs of packs. Take it and tell Zhu Lin that this is caustic soda, which can be turned into bones after melting water. The children who listened were trembling there.

Zheng Jiu and Zhu Yi took a step back and stood beside Zhu Lin. This Wang Guangxu is a bit dangerous. Boil something to melt bones. Zhu Linli also ignored Wang Guangxu. Wang Guangxu stood aside with caustic soda.

"Alright, eighteen, get comfortable." Eighteen was so painful that he burst into tears, but he didn't say anything until Zhu Lin asked him. He said it was better. Zhu Lin looked at Eighteen's fingers, it shouldn't be very serious. It's just a little red and swollen.

This alkaline burn is not very treatable. Zhu Lin asked Zhu Chengli to find a Lang Zhong to take a look. Zhu Chengli went with an unhappy face. Why are you upset, because it's going to cost money?

"Young Master Ben doesn't care what caustic soda is or not, next time it will happen like this. Let me tell you Wang Guangxu, the master will definitely make your life worse than death. Definitely let you taste what it tastes like first. If you had made it clear before, Eighteen would not have suffered such a great sin. Eighteen is so young, and before the age of seven, he has suffered such a great sin." Next, Zhu Lin said a sentence that completely made Wang Guangxu die. "You can make soap by yourself in the afternoon, we are still young, and we can't help you much."

Saying that, Zhu Lin took the children to the east wing to attend classes. Wang Guangxu, who was left with a bitter face, stood there.

"Hey, little master, my little ancestor, you can't let me do it myself! I can't do it alone.......... I really can't do it alone!" Wang Guangxu shouted jumping on his feet there. It didn't matter if he didn't shout, he ran faster all of a sudden. Especially Zheng Jiu said while running: "This is a fucking crazy person." It's better to stay away from this madman in the future."

Everyone sat down in the east wing, only to find that a black wooden board was hanging in the room. Zhu Lin's name said: Blackboard. It's just that there is no chalk. By the way, it seems that gypsum and clay can make chalk.

Zhu Lin is teaching the children here. Outside the door, there was a roar from Zhang's mother: "You little bastard, little white face, let the old lady help you make it, you can think of it." I'm afraid you'll melt all my bones. .......！”。

When Zhu Lin heard this, it was estimated that Wang Guangxu really had no choice. Otherwise, I wouldn't have looked for Zhang's mother. Zhu Lin gave Zhu Yi a look. Zhu Yi didn't move.

"Second brother, Zheng Jiu, you go out for a while and help Wang Guangxu do it. It's hard to do alone." Zhu Yi walked out a little timidly. Zheng Jiu was very arrogant. Zhu Lin sighed. It seems that the second brother has already frightened Wang Guangxu a little.

In the evening, I don't know how many times Wang Guangxu experimented, how much firewood he used, and how many raw materials he spent. Anyway, Zhang's mother looked at Wang Guangxu with a resentful expression. That vision was going to kill Wang Guangxu alive. And Wang Guangxu had more than a dozen small wooden boxes in front of him, which contained yellow things. The taste is not very good yet.

And Zhu Yi and Zheng Jiu were still happily shouting there: "The time to witness the miracle has arrived." This must have been taught by Wang Guangxu. Who Wang Guangxu learned from, it is estimated that only his cheap master is him.

Zhu Lin was so angry that he turned his head and left. It's so easy for people to cross and make soap. It's so hard for me to get soap, how much stuff does it take. It is estimated that if you sell all the soap, you won't even be able to recover the cost. And it's not soap, it's yellow like Xiang, and the devil knows what. It will take another month before you can use it. A month later, it is estimated that we all starved to death. And make a money. The more Zhu Lin thought about it, the more angry he became. The more angry I get, the more worried I become. It is true that the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. This Wang Guangxu is too unreliable, and he is all counting on his mouth. It took so much effort and a lot of money. Didn't even make a single soap. It's soap. It is estimated that the money from the sale is not even enough for the cost. Hey, what can I do about this! Zhu Lin was so worried that he only drank a bowl of porridge and ate some pickles at night. I don't have the heart to care about good food.