Mistaken Marriage: The wealthy heir obediently dotes on me!

Shen He nodded, looked at the recipes nailed on the wall, and wrote down some other recipes.

The first line is traditional characters, and the second line is simplified characters.

The people around immediately shouted: "Little girl, your second line of writing is full of missing arms and legs, that's not good!"

Shen He immediately clasped his hands and said: "This uncle is very clear. I didn't write the wrong words on purpose, but the second brother has limited knowledge and really can't remember so many handwriting. I just improved it, so I haven't read the book. People who know how to read. If you want to talk about reading, you should naturally write in the original font! This is just a helpless act, please learn from me!"

The uncle nodded after hearing Shen He's words and said, "The little girl is quite sensible. It's rare to have written her own character at such a young age. I don't know if the little girl is..."

The uncle originally wanted to ask which family Shen He belonged to, but when he saw the worn clothes on Shen He's body, he couldn't tell.

Shen He immediately understood the meaning of the other party, and said embarrassedly: "My father was originally a scholar, but he passed away a few years ago, and my father taught me all the characters."

I had to push all the reasons to my cheap daddy!

The people around suddenly showed stunned expressions.

Even so, he was already a child prodigy.

It's a pity it's a girl, otherwise...

What a pity!

Shen He didn't feel that it was a pity at all at the moment. She felt very lucky in her heart that when she was three years old, she was forced to practice calligraphy by her mother and found so many copybooks for herself to copy.

If it wasn't for copying so many works in the previous life, I'm afraid I can only be blind in this life!

Sure enough, no talent is superfluous.

The shopkeeper lost the bet, and he was a bachelor, so he ordered fifty coins and handed it to Shen He.

Shen He waved his hand and said: "It's just a small matter, not worth taking seriously. This uncle is right. To learn is to be down-to-earth. This kind of opportunistic behavior is okay once in a while, but what is really used in practice is The knowledge taught by the Master."

Seeing that Shen He was young and spoke like an adult, the group of people immediately looked at him with admiration.

After getting acquainted with everyone, Shen He finally asked his own question: "Uncles and uncles, do you still understand my handwriting?"

"Yes, yes, it's so rare to have a strong character at such a young age." The uncle who criticized Shen He just now said immediately: "It's not much better than the teachers in the colleges in our town."

Shen He smiled and asked his second question: "Then if I want to find a job copying books, can I do it?"

The people around were startled, seeing a girl copying a book for the first time.

But her handwriting is really not bad.

At this time, a person in the crowd said: "I know that the old lady of Zhou Yuan's family in the town has been asking for Buddhist scriptures recently, but I haven't found a suitable person to write them. The little girl's handwriting is quite good, but you can try it." .”

Shen He immediately bowed to this person and saluted: "Thank you uncle for reminding me."

Seeing that Shen He was so polite, that person immediately said: "How about this, you go to Yuan Zhou's house and say that I, Feng Er, introduced you."

At this time, the shopkeeper said, "Little girl, thank you very much, Mr. Feng Er! He is the gentleman in our town's academy."

Shen He was overjoyed and bowed again: "Thank you, Master."

After getting the news, Shen He turned around and went to Yuan Zhou's house to recommend himself.

In the beginning, Zhou Yuan's family refused to let him in, so he gave Mr. Feng Er's name before he let him in.

Zhou Yuanwai's old mother believes in Buddhism, and has always wanted to find someone to copy Buddhist scriptures properly.

But this kind of thing about the family members, the scholar boys are too embarrassed to accept it, and they are worried that they will be said to be insulting to the gentlemen and earn money from women.

Don't worry about affecting your identity, the handwriting is poor.

So I haven't been able to find a suitable candidate.

Shen He also knew that no matter how much nonsense he said, it would be better to just write a handwriting, so after the old lady came, Shen He just splashed ink and silently wrote a section of the Diamond Sutra.

Thanks again to my dear mother who turned into a devil flower, who forced me to copy Buddhist scriptures a lot when practicing calligraphy, so Shen He recited a piece of Buddhist scriptures silently, which is also very easy.

When the old lady saw that Shen He had finished writing, she was overjoyed: "Oh, my little girl's handwriting is really good! This handwriting is not much worse than that of a scholar."

Shen He had already burst into tears in his heart: Yes, yes, I have practiced calligraphy for more than 20 years!

Mrs. Zhou looked at the clothes on Shen He's body, and she somewhat understood in her heart.

This is a poor child!

A child who can practice good handwriting must not be too low-born, and it is really sad to be in such a downfall now.

Mrs. Zhou immediately had someone re-dress Shen He, and said, "I agree with this word. I have the "Diamond Sutra" and "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra". When will you be able to finish copying it?"

Shen He weighed it up and said, "If I only write here, it will take about ten days if I remove the time to go back and forth. If I take the writing back home, it will only take six days."

Mrs. Zhou hesitated for a moment and said, "Then your family..."

"If you go back to the old lady, I've established myself as a female householder, so it has nothing to do with the family." Shen He smiled sweetly.

Mrs. Zhou felt even more uncomfortable.

What kind of embarrassment does it have to be, so that the child can be forced to start a female household?

"Okay then, take it back and copy it." Mrs. Zhou said, "The sooner the better, but you must not make mistakes!"

Shen He nodded vigorously.

"I will pay you five taels of silver as a deposit first. After copying, I will pay you five taels of silver. What do you think?" Mrs. Zhou asked.

Shen He immediately stood up and saluted Mrs. Zhou: "Thank you, Mrs. Zhou!"

When he left Zhou Yuanwai's house, the suit of clothes on Shen He's body had already been changed, and he was still carrying two bags in his hands.

One bag contains pens, ink, paper and inkstones and half-new clothes, and the other contains some food given by the old lady.

When Shen He walked back, he was very happy in his heart.

This is the first pot of gold she earned in this world.

She believes that relying on her own hands, she can definitely make more money.

Shen He once again thanked his mother for forcing him to learn so many talents in his previous life, and finally used them in this life.

When walking back, Shen He told Second Uncle Wang what happened today, almost making Uncle Wang unable to stand up.

"What? You can write? Why haven't I heard you say that before?" Second Uncle Wang asked.

Shen He replied: "I used to practice writing with a stick at home when I didn't go out. When I was three years old, my father had already taught me to recite the Three-Character Classic, and I could not only recite it but also write it."

Uncle Wang felt like he was hallucinating.

He never expected that he saved a little child prodigy!