Accompanied by Liao Bo, Yaoxing went to the government to buy a few hawthorn trees on the mountain, and also enclosed a piece of land, which no one was allowed to enter at will.

rented another shop facing the street, cleaned it up briefly, and Yaoxing began to make hawthorn pastries, with the help of the master, everything went very smoothly.

Zhao Ji was worried about Yaoxing's hard work, so she asked Liao Bo to find two women from her mother's house to come over to help, so that Yaoxing could have time to read and write.

Yao Xing was really unaccustomed to using the carving knife, so he asked Zhao Ji for two thrush pens and wrote on the bamboo slips. Then I looked for all kinds of things that could be used to make brushes, but they all failed because of the tools.

Later, when teasing Zhao Ji who was taking a nap with a strand of hair, Yaoxing thought of using his own hair as a pen, so he secretly cut his own hair.

In ancient times, it was not possible to cut hair casually, so Yao Xing could only do it secretly, and the only person who found it was Zhao Zheng, but he was not stubborn in his thinking, and after Yao Xing explained the reason, he also helped Yao Xing hide it and make a pen together.

And the first pen he made, of course, Yao Xing gave it to his little friend Zhao Zheng, who was the biggest hero he had concealed for so many days.

"It's a pity that I'm clumsy, otherwise I would have made it look better, and I would be worthy of your good handwriting." Yao Xing looked at the ugly thing that he had worked so hard to make with a short hair, and sighed.

Zhao Zheng comforted: "This is the first pen in the world, or made of your hair, I will definitely cherish it and use it to write every day." ”

But don't, this game should be used now, and when I go back to Qin in the future, I will be the king of Qin, and I will use such an ugly thing to criticize the chapter, and I will make a holy decree, what a shame!

"Then when I'm done, I'll give you a good-looking one!" Yaoxing touched his hair, but decided to let go of his hair, and when he has money in the future, find high-quality animal hair for him to make a pen!

"You are not allowed to cut your hair anymore, unlucky!" Zhao Zheng lectured Yaoxing with a straight face, and before Yaoxing could quibble, the door was slammed open.

"Got your hair cut?" Zhao Ji looked angry and walked in and glared at Zhao Zheng and Yaoxing and asked.

Yaoxing was beating a drum in his heart, and Zhao Zheng stood in front of Yaoxing and explained to Zhao Ji: "It was Yaoxing's sister who wanted to make a writing pen, but she couldn't find the animal's hair, so she cut her hair!" ”

Zhao Ji glanced at Yao Xing's hair, her angry eyes were red, and she reprimanded: "The body is skinny, and the parents are subject to it, can the hair be cut casually!" ”

"I don't have parents ...... either," Yao Xing muttered behind Zhao Zheng

's father died and his mother remarried, Yaoxing didn't think he had parents at all, he only burned paper incense to the original owner's father during the New Year's holidays, even if he did his filial piety, he only regarded Zhao Ji as an elder, how could he care about that piece of hair.

"You don't have parents and you should care about yourself, you are still young, if you marry in the future, what if your husband's family knows about it!" Zhao Ji really thought about Yaoxing, and even thought about it for so long.

"You too, why don't you stop your sister!" Zhao Ji turned his head and reprimanded Zhao Zheng who didn't report it and helped hide it.

"Sister Yaoxing's move is to benefit the world's readers, and it will be remembered for generations. For such a big event, Sister Yaoxing cut off a piece of dry hair, which should be admired! I don't know if Zhao Zheng really thinks this idea, or if he is simply helping Yaoxing quibble, but when Yaoxing heard his words, his heart was full of enthusiasm, as if he had really done something great for the world's scholars.