Speaking of learning to write...... The paper that Li Qingzhi brought out from the Zhu family was almost used, and when Jin Xiaoye went out today, he asked Jin Xiaoye to help buy some cheap pen, ink and paper back, Starting tomorrow, the three children will try to practice calligraphy.

As for their lack of desks at home...... Isn't there a brand new table of eight immortals? Li Damao and Li Ermao are short, and they kneel on a stool to eat on weekdays, and they can also practice calligraphy in the same way.

In fact, he gave them a lesson, which was on the table of the Eight Immortals used for dinner at their house, and at this time, Li Damao and Li Ermao stood on a bench to listen to his lecture.

"I'm going to write you another poem today. Da Mao Ermao you have memorized before, if you Uncle Xiaodou can't memorize, you can teach him, after teaching you will try to recognize a word, use chopsticks to write on the sand table. With his left hand, Li Qing conscientiously wrote a poem he had learned in elementary school on paper: "Look at the mountains from afar, listen to the silent ...... water."

These poems are also available in Daqi, and it is not shocking that he wrote them.

Li Qingzhi wrote it once, and after that, he took them to read it a few times, and then explained the meaning.

He also took out the order of the strokes of the words inside.

At this time, the characters were all traditional characters, and they were very difficult to write, and Li Qingzhi did not require them to learn it in one day, and they would continue to learn this poem tomorrow.

Just like today, after talking about this poem, Li Qingzhi took out the content taught yesterday and reviewed it for them.

Children learn things very slowly, and they are easy to forget when they learn, but Li Qingzhi is very patient and willing to tell them over and over again.

There were three children in front of him, three!

Two of them are his sons! Teaching the three children is a pleasure for Li Qingzhi, and when he teaches them to read, he will even kiss Li Damao and Li Ermao from time to time.

Zhao Xiaodou is someone else's child, and he is already eight years old, so he can't kiss it, so Li Qingzhi only touches other people's heads.

In order to teach the children to practice calligraphy, Li Qingzhi specially asked people to make three sand tables, and at this time he asked the three children to write, and he watched from the side.

Zhao Xiaodou was old and worked very hard, and he wrote it all right, so he praised it and patted his shoulder to show encouragement.

Li Damao is very steady, able to learn with his heart, and most of them have learned, so he kissed a few mouthfuls: "Da Mao is really powerful." ”

Li Ermao's temperament jumped out, and he made the most mistakes, so Li Qingzhi leaned his face over: "Ermao, you are wrong again, you have to accept punishment, and if you make a mistake, you will have to kiss your father's face ten times!" ”

When Li Ermao was married, Li Qingzhi asked Zhao Xiaodou and Li Damao to count beside him.

Most of the children in the village who are about the same age as Zhao Xiaodou can't even count a hundred, but Zhao Xiaodou has been studying with Li Qing for a few days, and he has already counted very smoothly, and Li Ermao has contributed a lot to this.

After teaching almost, Li Qingzhi let the three children go outside to play.

He has no requirements for Li Damao and Li Ermao, these two children will only turn five years old at the beginning of next year!

He taught them enough things, and if they didn't learn it, they didn't learn it, it didn't matter at all.

As for Zhao Xiaodou...... Zhao Laosan sent Zhao Xiaodou over, just to let Zhao Xiaodou recognize a word, but he didn't want Zhao Xiaodou to learn so well, and now the progress is almost the same.

And Zhao Xiaodou is an ordinary child, his father and mother are not very smart, and his own IQ is average, and he can't learn if he teaches too much.

Li Qingzhi, who played with the three children for an hour to relax, returned to his study and began to write Ding Xi's book.

When he wrote with his left hand, he didn't deliberately practice any font, but wrote very wildly and quickly.

Writing like this, his handwriting slowly improved.

When Li Qing was writing hard at home, Jin Xiaoye had just distributed the fabric.

After she came to the county seat early this morning, she began to cut fabrics with Sister Wang and Mrs. Xu, and then distributed the cut fabrics to women who wanted to do some needlework to subsidize the family.

They will only give the fabric to those they know, the local women in Chongcheng County, after all, if the people they don't know take the fabric and leave, they will have nowhere to find it.

At the same time as distributing the materials, Jin Xiaoye also registered.

She studied with Li Qing for a few months, and she knew a lot of words, but knowing and being able to write are two different things, and she always wrote it wrong.

But that's okay, she just knows herself.

Jin Xiaoye has never been a person who is entangled in these details!

Sister Wang and Mrs. Xu even looked at her enviously, they couldn't read, Jin Xiaoye could write, and in their opinion, it was already very good.

At this time, it was already noon, and Sister Wang's daughter came to call them to dinner.

Sister Wang's husband is a layman all the year round, and she lives in Chongcheng County with two sons and a daughter.

Her two sons are studying at a Xiucai, and her 14-year-old daughter follows her at home to do needlework and household chores.

There are many talents in the county, and there are many who open the school, and Sister Wang's two sons are studying with Wang Xiucai, who is of the same clan as Sister Wang.

Sister Wang's house is not small, Jin Xiaoye's distribution materials were distributed at Sister Wang's house, and she and Mrs. Xu also ate at Sister Wang's house.

Jin Xiaoye and Mrs. Xu will bring food from home, and Sister Wang's daughter will help heat it up, and then cook two more dishes, and the big guys will be able to eat very comfortably.

The ingredients for cooking are all provided by Jin Xiaoye, and today she brought edamame and eggs from home.

Edamame can be eaten directly after steaming and sprinkled with salt, and eggs They made mustard egg drop soup, which can be used to make rice.

Jin Xiaoye also brought some steamed salted fish, and Mrs. Xu also brought pickles from Xu's house...... The meal wasn't rich, but it was good.

After the four of them had eaten, Jin Xiaoye said, "I'm going out and buy some paper and pens for my father-in-law." ”

When Mrs. Xu heard this, she said, "Xiao Ye, I'll go with you, and I'll also buy some paper for my family Qifei." "Mrs. Xu has been making good money recently, and she has been generous with her money.

Seeing this, Jin Xiaoye asked Sister Wang: "Sister Wang, do you want to go together?" ”

Sister Wang said: "I won't go, those two boys in my family don't like to read, and they don't use paper much...... I'll just watch from home, so that no one else can find us. ”

"Okay!" Jin Xiaoye answered, and went to buy pen and ink with Mrs. Xu.

There is more than one shop selling pen and ink in the county, but the prices are about the same, and the two went to the nearest one.

As soon as they entered, a man in his twenties with clear eyebrows stepped forward with a smile and saluted: "What do the two ladies want to buy?" ”

Jin Xiaoye said: "I want to buy paper, and I also need some pen and ink." ”

The guy immediately took out some paper: "Madam, this paper is locally produced, and the price is affordable and easy to use......"

Jin Xiaoye asked, "Which is the cheapest?" ”

The guy smiled and said, "Madam, the paper is too cheap, and the words are not good to practice......"

"It's okay, I'll just give me the cheapest one, and just give me the cheapest pen and ink." Before Jin Xiaoye came, she had already decided to buy cheap pen, ink, paper, and inkstones for her three children, and she used them herself.

They had just learned to write, and there was no need for good paper.

"Madame......" The man smiled wryly, and finally took the cheapest paper out.

Jin Xiaoye looked at it, asked for a thick pile in one go, and bought four brushes, two pieces of ink, and a cheapest inkstone.

After buying it and putting it in the back basket, Jin Xiaoye spoke: "What is the price of the locally made, affordable rice paper you just said?" ”

Jin Xiaoye and Mrs. Xu's dress is very ordinary, the paper recommended by the guy at the beginning is actually not expensive, Jin Xiaoye listened to the price, and bought a thick stack for Li Qing to use.

That Master Ding gave Li Qingzhi so much money to let Li Qingzhi write a book, but she didn't

can make Li Qing insist on writing on the worst paper.

The guy who entertained Jin Xiaoye smiled, he heard Jin Xiaoye say that he wanted the cheapest at first, and thought that Jin Xiaoye couldn't buy many things, but Jin Xiaoye added them together, and the things he bought were not less.

Mrs. Xu also bought some paper for Xu Qiwen, and the one she bought was the very affordable paper that Jin Xiaoye bought for Li Qingzhi.

Xu Qiwen went to buy paper by herself before, and the one she bought was the cheapest, but she had a good income recently, so she bought Xu Qiwen some paper.

After the two of them finished shopping and went out, they saw a middle-aged woman with a mean face, and the middle-aged woman saw Jin Xiaoye and hooked the corners of her mouth: "Jin Shopkeeper." ”

"Mrs. Fang." Jin Xiaoye smiled at the other party.

She knows this middle-aged woman, and she has come to her to pick up work in the past few days, according to Sister Wang, this middle-aged woman's husband's surname is Fang, her husband was a talent when he was alive, but he died ten years ago, and in the past ten years, she has worked hard to raise several children.

"There are also people reading at the house?" Mrs. Fang looked at Jin Xiaoye's back basket: "Is it the husband of the golden shopkeeper?" ”

"Yes, my father-in-law is a scholar." Jin Xiaoye said with a smile.

Mrs. Fang looked at Jin Xiaoye solemnly: "Shopkeeper Jin, since your husband is a scholar, why do you still show up to do business?" I've seen you talking and laughing with the shopkeeper before...... You have to pay attention! ”

Jin Xiaoye was dumbfounded.

Is this Mrs. Fang sick, while taking work from her, she also said her to her face!

When Jin Xiaoye was doing business, even if she met someone she didn't like, she would greet her with a smile, but the person in front of her was not her customer!

"I bought a cloth to joke with people, what did Mrs. Fang have in mind when she came out to buy pen and ink? Didn't you fall in love with someone's handsome guy? Jin Xiaoye snorted coldly, and didn't care that Mrs. Fang was so angry that her face turned red, and she left with Mrs. Xu.

Walking out of a paragraph, Mrs. Xu said, "Xiao Ye, don't be angry. ”

Jin Xiaoye said: "I'm not angry, it's not worth being angry for such a person." "If she was angry because of something like this, she wouldn't have survived for a few years!

At that time, Yao Zuming didn't say a lot of bad things about her!

Seeing that Jin Xiaoye was not too angry, Mrs. Xu said, "This Mrs. Fang's residence is not far from my house, and she is a ...... Not very easy to get along with. ”

Mrs. Xu doesn't like to speak ill of others, but at this time, she still said it.

This Mrs. Fang has a son and two daughters, she dotes on her sons very much, but she treats her two daughters very badly, forcing them to do needlework all day long, and they are not allowed to rest.

Her eldest daughter was twenty-four years old, but she never married, because she wanted to keep her daughter working at home to earn money.

After hearing this, Jin Xiaoye couldn't help but sigh: "It's really bad luck to be her daughter." ”

"Yes......" Mrs. Xu also sighed.

However, they sighed and sighed, they couldn't take care of other people's affairs, and the two returned to Sister Wang's residence and continued to be busy.

They all cut the fabric before they could be used to make the finished product, and there were a lot of scraps left, which of course could not be wasted.

Those good colors, or large pieces of fabric, can be kept for other purposes, as for those rags...... Jin Xiaoye planned to find a few old ladies to come over and ask them to help paste the soles of their shoes.

She is budget-conscious and very attentive to her business.

While Jin Xiaoye was busy doing business, Li Xiucai had already finished reading the second detective story written by Li Qing.

This second story was written by Li Qingzhi later, and when Li Xiucai read it, he also found that the words of the person who wrote the book were much better.

The difference between the first and last words of this person is so great that it doesn't look like it was written by a single person.

Li Xiucai was puzzled and asked Zhu Xunmiao to ask.

"He was wounded in the arm." Zhu Xunmiao could only say that. "It turned out that he had an arm injury...... He's got an arm wound, and it's really nice that he can write so well! Li Xiucai asked again: "He gave you this book because he wanted your father to present it to the county magistrate?" ”

Li Xiucai has many students and a wide range of contacts, he knows that after Zhu Xunmiao and Hong Hui went to court, Zhu Qian and Gou County Ling had a relationship.

"Yes." Zhu Xunmiao said.

"He's a smart man," Li Xiucai said, "and when you find someone to copy a copy of these two books, give it to me, and I will find someone to copy it out and put it in the school for people to read." ”

Li Xiu is a person who can pull down his face in order to make money, and he can understand this person who writes books for Gou County.

As for why he wanted to let the people in his academy see it...... If this book spreads from his school, Gou County Ling will definitely have a good impression of his school!