Zhu Bai scratched his ears and cheeks, and finally wrote an excerpt to Lao Zhu.

Zhu Biao said to help him see the changes, but he still wouldn't let him.

At this moment, Lao Zhu laughed while reading the fold: "Stinky boy, what kind of mess has been written." ”

Zhu Biao waited for Lao Zhu to take a look after reading it: charcoal drew a box and arrows on the paper, which seemed to be a picture, but it was not the same as the paintings they usually saw with flowers, birds, fish, insects, and utensils.

Zhu Biao smiled: "Although it is not very beautiful, it is clear at a glance and very clear." ”

Zhu Bai immediately became angry: "It's still the eldest brother who knows the goods." ”

Lao Zhu smiled angrily: "Stinky boy, you just have fun drawing talismans by yourself, have you ever thought that the holy decree is to be read to the people of the world." Although you can see this diagram clearly, it is inconvenient to read it. You can't copy a few hundred copies, one per person. ”

Zhu Bai tilted his head and thought about it: Indeed. He only thought about reporting to Lao Zhu, but he didn't think that Lao Zhu would promulgate it.

Lao Zhu said: "Take it back and rewrite it." Just write the text. After you finish writing, read it to Fugui. If he can understand, you will be allowed to hand it in. ”

Zhu Bai hung his head and took back the fold.

Lao Zhu said: "What kind of pen are you using, it looks pretty good." ”

Eh, here's your chance.

Zhu Bai hurriedly took a small long box made of brass from his bosom and opened it, poured a small wooden stick and a roll of paper out: "This is called a pencil." I did it myself. You don't need to dip in ink, you can write at any time. I carry it with me so I can remember something. ”

The main reason is that there are too many things in the Terracotta Division and the Official Tooth Bureau, and if he doesn't write them down, it's easy to miss them.

He pressed the edge of the small long box, and the box spread out and flattened out into a small board, on which he could write.

After writing a volume, the small board became a box with a lid again.

Lao Zhu picked up the pen and saw that there was a charcoal strip in it, and said, "Very good, let's take it." ”

Then the brass box was put away with paper and pens.

Seeing Zhu Bai glaring at him, Lao Zhu squinted at him: "What?" Don't you even want to give this thing to your grandfather? ”

Zhu Bai blinked and grinned: "No, my father is also celebrating his birthday, and his son is planning to give this to his father as a birthday gift." ”

Lao Zhu couldn't help laughing: "Little slippery head, the turn is quite fast." ”

He casually picked up a delicately made wooden box from the table and handed it to Zhu Bai: "Your eldest brother and you have one copy." ”

"Something good." Zhu Bai took it with a smile, and then the smile condensed on his face.

Pen, ink, paper, inkstone......

The thing he hated the most.

But this box is pretty good.

He pulled out the contents and flipped the box in his hand over and over again.

Hainan Huanghuali, the color is as bright as gold, and there are grimace lines, which will not come down if there are no hundreds of thousands in the future.

Zhu Biao was amused by the change in the expression on his face, and said, "Don't underestimate these four things, it's hard to find money outside." ”

"Roar."

Zhu Bai was surprised, so he took a closer look at those things.

I don't see anything good......

Zhu Biao explained to him softly.

The pen is a white jade rod wolf Xuan pen. The sharp circle is both healthy and complete, and the pen barrel is crystal clear, imitating the bamboo style. Hold it in your hand, warm in winter and cool in summer. The pen is engraved with the words "concurrently listening".

The ink strip is in the shape of a cow's tongue, but the palm is large, and the black background is covered with gold. On one side, it is carved with a hundred horses and "diligence", and on the other side it is engraved with the words "Hongwu Longxiang". Not only is there no ink smell, but there is also a faint aroma.

The paper is Jingxian gold powder rice paper, smooth and traceless, delicate as egg white, with "imperial" dark lines.

The inkstone is the inkstone of She County, Anhui Province, and it is only slightly larger than the palm, the sound of the buckle is like gold and jade, and the stroke is moist like condensation. The word "Duosi" is engraved on it.

After listening to Zhu Biao's explanation, Lao Zhu was a little proud: "These four things are all produced in our hometown of Anhui." You can also take them and make some articles and decrees, and always remember how our old Zhu family got to where it is today. ”

Not to mention whether this thing is worth anything or not, Lao Zhu really put some thought into it.

Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao hurriedly returned the salute solemnly: "Erchen must remember it." ”

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Coming out of the study, Zhu Biao smiled and said to Zhu Bai: "Twelfth brother, you can get one for the eldest brother with a pencil and pen holder." I also carry it with me on weekdays to remember something. ”

Zhu Bai: "Okay, I did it and asked someone to send it to my eldest brother." I also made other small stationery, and my eldest brother used them to see if they could be used. Please let me know if you have any comments or suggestions. ”

Zhu Biao smiled: "It's a shame that you still have this mind." ”

He rubbed his hands together and thought, "Great." If this set of things is affirmed by Zhu Bai and Lao Zhu, I can produce them in large quantities and sell them in my bookstore. As long as I use both of them, it will be the best advertisement, and soon the entire Yingtian and even the whole country will have a copy.

Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao patrolled the street, watching the demolition and repair of the house and listening to the reports of people, they would take out this brass box from time to time, unfold it in a chic manner, write a few words, and then close it.

Soon, everyone in the city inquired about what kind of treasure it was, and then everyone saw exactly the same thing in Zhu Bai's bookstore.

According to the grade, there are four kinds: one tael, five taels, ten taels and twenty taels of silver.

The four boxes are engraved: the king of Hunan is pro-system, and the royal uses the same paragraph.

It's just made of four materials: copper, silver, jade, and gold.

The doors of several shops that no one cared about yesterday were crowded with people who came to see the excitement.

Originally, everyone looked at the price and muttered in their hearts: "It's so expensive." ”

But someone threw the silver directly on the counter: "Man, give me ten silver." ”

Man: "Sorry, there's a limit of two per person." More than three, the price will be doubled. ”

The man: "Gagaga, give it to me quickly." ”

The onlookers looked at it: ", yes." You can stock up and speculate. ”

Someone threw the silver directly into it: "Give me ten coppers, and the price will be increased." ”

"I will also ask for ten brass."

Man: "The copper ones are gone." ”

"Give me ten silver!!"

"I want twenty pieces of silver."

"The silver ones are gone."

"Give me everything else."

"Don't squeeze the back, it's gone, it will be replenished tomorrow. Please hurry up tomorrow. ”

The onlookers scolded: "Why is it so fast." After standing for half a pillar of incense, it was gone. ”

"Let's go to another shop at his house."

As a result, all the shops in the city were sold out.

Zhu Bai's small workshop has been working overtime day and night.

There are also many foreign merchants who come to ask: "Can the special stationery of the King of Hunan be wholesaled?" ”

The guy said, "Yes, but you have to wait, you can make up your mind first." ”

One workshop couldn't do it, so Zhu Bai bought three more workshops and worked overtime at the same time.

He explained that although the craftsmen have many orders, they must not be sloppy in any process, and must be perfect and keep improving.

Every day, Zhu Bai's shop was bustling, and silver was thrown into the counter with a clang.