Shen Junchen's words reminded Zhao Qianqian that they are now using hand-copied books, and if they can carve out the words and use them for printing, it is also a good way to make a living.

Zhao Qianqian couldn't hide his excitement: "Brother Shen is right, if you can carve out the words and make them into molds, you can make a lot of pottery texts, and if we use these words to print into books, the speed will be hundreds of times faster than the speed of hand-copied fast copies."

Zhao Qianqian also thought that the carving on the carved pottery products can also be made into molds, and this kind of carved carving is used when making pottery blanks, so there will be patterns on the fired pottery products.

Although Zhao Guo didn't understand it, it must be very useful to see that his sister was so excited, so he was also full of confidence: "Then I'll try."

Xiao Chaoyang reminded Zhao Guo of the words: "Don't say try, say I'll work hard."

"Then I'll try to do it."

Shen Junchen suddenly felt that there was a kind of homely warmth here.

Although it is not like his family has a big mansion here, everyone loves each other, there is no intrigue, everyone is very equal, and even the maid can eat at the table.

He unconsciously looked at Zhao Qianqian, slightly rippling, and the corners of his lips unconsciously hooked up just the right curvature.

Zhao Qianqian felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him, looking up and facing Shen Junchen, Zhao Qianqian smiled brightly at him, and the warmth in Shen Junchen's eyes was even stronger.

Ye Qianfan is quite talented in riding and archery, in just over a month, he can shoot the bull's-eye from a hundred steps away, and he scored 70 points in the Chinese language test and 75 points in the arithmetic test, so it can be said that the results have improved by leaps and bounds.

You must know that he has just entered Qingyun Academy, and his Mandarin scores cannot be entered into the library, and he is admitted by physical fitness tests.

Zhao Qianqian was a little puzzled: "Qianfan, you are very talented in riding and archery."

Ye Qianfan glanced at Shen Junchen and was a little embarrassed: "Sister, it's not that I'm talented, you don't know, Brother Shen will teach me some essentials every time he comes, in fact, I practice according to what he told me, if I only follow the teaching method of the academy, it is estimated that I will not even be able to shoot the distance of the bull's-eye until now."

Zhao Qianqian threw love and gratitude to Shen Junchen, and Shen Junchen swished all into his pocket.

Cheng Shuang has learned a lot of words recently, and now the account book is getting better and better, and she can catch up with the account book made by the money shopkeeper.

Dad recently made a cloak for everyone in the family, as well as cotton shoes, many students in the college envy their cloaks and cotton shoes, and the whole college is the best looking for them.

Zhao Qianqian also has one, and the fabric of his cloak was decided by the eldest and the youngest adults in the family together.

Chengshuang immediately went to get it for her to try, it was a big red cape with a hood, with white rabbit fur inlaid on the edge, and a pair of red cloth shoes also inlaid with rabbit fur just matched a set.

If Zhao Qianqian put on a nephrite fox fur and was an otherworldly guest, then this red cloak with her deserved description of being a demon.

The red and white are particularly eye-catching, and the red clothes are dazzling, and it is easy to dominate.

It's just that when everyone looked at Zhao Qianqian's appearance, it was amazing to everyone, his complexion was as bright as jade, his phoenix eyes were flying obliquely, his black eyes were shining, and if Qiutan raised his hands and raised his eyes, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and a faint chuckle was enough to instantly fascinate all beings, the word demon, she was well-deserved.

Shen Junchen lost his mind for a moment, and then the corners of his lips rose and bent just right.

The rest of the mouths are open in an o-shape.

Zhao Qianqian's hand shook in front of everyone, and everyone came back to their senses.

Everyone exclaimed, "Wow, it's beautiful."

Dad also made a cloak for Shen Junchen, which was white. He was a guest, so he didn't let him try.

To say that this father's craftsmanship is really good, many students of Qingyun Academy, go back to ask their parents, some parents go to the sewing shop to do, some go to buy ready-made, and some parents order from Dad, have already made two sets and sent them over, and recently there are more and more people looking for Daddy to order cloaks.

If you want to say who has the best results, it must be the old man.

Last time, Xiao Chaoyang took a few more days off, Dad

asked her to bring an exam question to the academy and let the masters test her, and the masters felt that the questions from the father were very "connotative", and now the masters often let Xiao Chaoyang come back and ask the old man to come back to ask the old man to write the questions.

The masters found that the old man's exam questions were very similar to those of the imperial city brought by Si Ye.

Gradually, many parents of students learned about this, and some people bought test papers from the old man and let their children use them for practice questions.

The old man of the White Sect disagreed, and the fee had to be charged according to the old man's standard.

The old man's fee is not cheap, a test paper, rich people can sell it for 500 yuan, if you want to do after-sales, it is one or two silver, the so-called after-sales, is to help correct and comment.

When it comes to the holiday every ten days, some parents also send their children and ask the old man for advice.

The so-called guidance is actually to go to cram school, three days a month, a student is a tael of silver, Rao is so expensive, every holiday there are still more than 20 people to go to cram school.

The academy found that the old man's calligraphy was good, and invited him to take a calligraphy class, a month, two half-day classes, five taels of silver a day.

There were also some wealthy people who came to buy his calligraphy and paintings, and he knocked harder, thirty taels of one piece, and sold more than a dozen of them.

There are three large families in Qingyun City, and he was invited to be a master at home, but he refused.

Zhao Qianqian nodded: "Yes, everyone has made progress, but grandpa and dad can't work too hard, just pass the time when you like it, I will raise the family, you just need to take care of your body."

The old man felt that Shen Junchen often came and went in his house, and he was also a member of the family, so he also had to talk about his achievements, and Zhao Qianqian attributed all the credit for the cottage to his name.

Everyone finished talking, and in the end it was Zhao Qianqian, who talked about the cottage lightly, and let everyone start eating.

The father, who rarely speaks, made a summary today: "I think it, all the achievements in this family are shallow, since she got well, she took us to live in this yard, from begging to now every day, from rags to silk and satin, all of which she created single-handedly, no shallow, we are still wearing tattered in the wind and snow today and begging for a meal."

Daddy was a little choked up when he said this.

Zhao Qianqian took his father's hand: "Dad, don't talk about that now, let's work together as a family, love each other, you and grandpa take care of your body, I take care of the family, and they take care of their own studies." In the future, we will have our own house, carriage...... We don't have to worry about not having a good life, maybe we will go to a bigger city and live a better life."

In this family, regardless of whether they are high or low, Xing'er and Uncle Li also sit at the table to eat together.

Xing'er is a self-cooked, and soon integrated into Zhao Qianqian's family atmosphere.

Xing'er felt that her young lady had missed the biggest good news, so she stood up and cleared her throat: "Ahem, I have another great news, Miss is pregnant with ......."

Everyone put down their chopsticks and waited for the good news of Xing'er, and saw that she was halfway through her words, and Zhao Qianqian stuffed a chicken leg in her mouth and blocked her words.

Zhao Qianqian interrupted her: "Try Sister Shuang'er's cooking skills, and learn from her in the future, the dishes she makes are better than those made by the chef."

Xiao Chaoyang put a piece of fish in her bowl: "Last time I went to the cottage, you entertained us to eat delicious food, this time I came to the house to eat more."

Then there were two repeaters of Qing Yao and Zhao Yu, who also copied and sandwiched different dishes and put them in the apricot bowl, and the apricot's words were blocked back by a bowl of dishes.

Cheng Shuang keenly caught the word "Huai", and her eyes swept over Zhao Qianqian and Shen Junchen in a complicated manner.

The old man proposed, "It's been a long time since the house has been so lively, so we should have some wine to celebrate."

Zhao Qianqian didn't stop her, she took the blue and white porcelain wine glass fired on the brick kiln: "Grandpa, three cups at most, you can't have more."

The old man glanced at the small wine glass with disgust: "One cup and one sip, it's too stingy, five glasses, how about I only drink five glasses?"

Zhao Qianqian's principle is three cups at most, the old man said all the good things, and he couldn't drink the fourth cup, he glanced at Zhao Qianqian with resentment: "Little naughty, bullying the old man

Home."

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Qian Mantang's business has been booming recently, and Leng Yu took the young man and lined up for an hour before he got into place.

The two of them were full of wine and food, and returned to the South Courtyard in a leisurely manner.

Seeing the lights on in the room, Leng Yu was stunned, he forgot about the general.

He slapped his head: "Damn, forget about the general."

He walked into the house quickly and bowed: "The subordinates should die, let the general wait for a long time, and the subordinates will go to receive the punishment."

There are rules in the Black Armor Guard, soldiers can't drink outside for fun, it's easy to lose their minds when they drink too much, and it's easy to be taken advantage of.

Shen Junchen poured a cup of tea, drank it in one gulp, put down the cup, and said coldly, "After you say the right thing, you will go and receive the punishment again."

"Yes." Leng Yu replied crisply and neatly, without begging for mercy at all.

Shen Junchen's eyes swept Leng Yu coldly: "Go check how many people have been drinking and having fun outside, drinking and punishing twenty military sticks, and asking Liu for a hundred military sticks."

Leng Yu: "Yes."

Shen Junchen: "The batch of artillery ordered last time can be assembled, you will order two hundred sets tomorrow, and another five hundred sets of gun accessories, and assemble them when they are ordered, and buy more gunpowder, and load me with ten shells, fifty short guns, and fifty long guns, I will take them away."

Leng Yu: "Yes."

Shen Junchen paused: "Next, Wang Biao and Jinfeng Tang may make some moves, you arrange some people to blend in, remember that the person you want to protect is Miss Zhao."

He doesn't need to be protected, but she's different, and he has to protect her.

Hearing Shen Junchen say that the person who protected her was Miss Zhao, Leng Yu remembered the scene she saw in the afternoon, and suddenly gossiped: "Miss Zhao is so good-looking, standing with the general, she is really a talented man and a woman."

The corners of Shen Junchen's lips moved slightly, and he immediately regained his composure: "When did you become so gossipy, don't you hurry up and get the punishment."

Leng Yu took the young man who invited him to dinner and went to the next courtyard to receive the punishment.

The executing brother showed no mercy at all, and the board slammed into their butts.

The two chatted and gossiped as if nothing happened.

Leng Yu asked, "Do you know who the leader asked us to protect?"

The young man gossiped, "Who?"

"You guess, if you guess right, I'll do it for you tonight, and if you're wrong, you can do it for me, but you can only have one chance."

Drinking alcohol is against military rules, and gambling is not against the law.

The young man quickly analyzed it in his mind: Wang Biao is a bandit, and the new incense master of Jinfeng Hall is at odds with him, does Wang Biao want to deal with the new incense master? Is it about to break so soon?

The young man raised his eyebrows: "It's the incense master of Jinfeng Hall."

Leng Yumei smiled: "Wrong, you lost, tonight I will hand over the task of assembling my three guns to you."

The young man frowned, "It's not her, who is that?"

Leng Yu curled the corners of his lips: "You've seen it."