Make a fortune by farming: The sweetheart of the first assistant family

Huo Yunchao was like a little hamster collecting food. It took him many days to collect materials worth a hundred taels of good ink.

In order to prevent wasting materials, Huo Yunchao suggested: "Brother Zheng, these materials for making good ink are rare and expensive. Let's go through the process of making good ink several times using ordinary materials. When we master the ink-making skills to the point where practice makes perfect, , and then make the ink. What do you think?"

Zheng Shaoxuan naturally had no objection, and made a small suggestion by the way: "Brother Huo, give me a separate list of materials. The two of us will save materials while practicing, and when our ink-making skills reach a level where we can make good ink, Let’s start making ink again.”

He is not so crazy that he has never made an ink block with his own hands, and he dares to say that he can make good ink worth a hundred taels without actually doing it.

"Okay! Brother Zheng, if you don't ask for a list of materials, I will also give you a copy. Brother Zheng has wider connections than me and has friends all over the world. To collect these special materials, we must rely on connections."

Huo Yunchao gave Zheng Shaoxuan a few compliments, pointed to the backyard and said, "Brother Zheng, a new batch of ink-making materials have been gathered. Shall I teach you how to make ink?"

Zheng Shaoxuan came to the backyard and took a look. He felt that Huo Yunchao was really powerful. An ordinary farmer could make ink blocks and brushes with only a "book". He couldn't help but praise: "Huo Di, you He is truly a man of God!”

"Brother Zheng, if you talk like this, I won't teach you any more!" Huo Yunchao said pretending to be angry.

The two brothers with different surnames exchanged some words about this matter. Huo Yunchao got back to the topic in time: "Brother Zheng, you have to put on your apron and roll up your sleeves, otherwise you will stain your clothes. Sister Xiaocao must at least wash them." stick of incense

Kung fu. Once, Father Xu felt sorry for me but refused to wear an apron when I came to help him. The clothes he wore that day still have black marks that cannot be washed away. "

Zheng Shaoxuan didn't understand and asked: "Why doesn't Uncle Xu wear an apron?"

He looked at the dusty apron in his hand and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

Huo Yunchao chuckled a few times: "Dad Xu said that aprons are clothes for little girls. They look girly when you wear them."

Zheng Shaoxuan gave a thumbs up and was about to say something. When he saw Huo Yunchao's playful smile, he realized that he had become a scholar unknowingly and touched his nose uncomfortably: "Huo Di, you..."

Huo Yunchao deliberately ignored the matter and clapped his hands and said, "Brother Zheng, come on, let's do it!"

Before the formal ink making, Huo Yunchao took the trouble to explain the process to Zheng Shaoxuan again, letting him know the general direction and what he was going to do next, so that Zheng Shaoxuan would not feel confident and be in a hurry when he officially did it.

Zheng Shaoxuan is worthy of the name of "child prodigy". He has a good memory, is observant, and has a good physique from years of hard work. Not only does he learn quickly, but he is also good at drawing inferences from one example. What he lacks is the amount of practice.

The sun sets in the west and the sky is filled with sunset glow.

Zheng Shaoxuan and Lin Xiaocao had dinner at Xu's house and walked home one after another.

After leaving Pingle Village, Lin Xiaocao tugged on Zheng Shaoxuan's sleeve and asked him: "Master, how did you learn to make ink today?"

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Xiaocao exclaimed: "What? One tael of silver! Master, we only work for one day, are we taking advantage?"

She was busy from the beginning of the year to the end of the year, and her income for the whole year was less than two taels of silver.

Her husband had just come to the Xu family to help out for one day, and Huo Yunchao was going to give her family a tael of silver. Wasn't he really helping them in disguise?

Zheng Shao Well, Huo Di also gave me a list of materials to make the kind of good ink that sells for ten taels or a hundred taels a piece."

"Twelve pieces of ink? Is it made of gold?"

Lin Xiaocao took a deep breath. Her new confidence in being able to afford Zheng Shaoxuan's education was dispelled by the high price of ink.

When talking about pens, inks, paper and inkstones, Zheng Shaoxuan became more excited and gushed: "Yes, I have heard people say that many medicinal materials that are beneficial to the body are added to the production process of good ink, which can save lives at critical moments. In addition, I I also heard that literati in the capital are keen to collect good ink cubes, and a piece of good ink is worth thousands of gold.

Xiaocao, Huo Di is serious when he says he will make us rich and live a good life. He is not bragging or trying to make a big deal, but he really has such a powerful ability! "

Lin Xiaocao suddenly stopped and said, "Master, Ning Niang told me that Huo Di can also make bamboo paper."

Zheng Shaoxuan didn't have much reaction to this. He accepted the shocking news calmly: "Bamboo paper? Huo Di didn't mention this to me. He was probably busy making ink today. Huo Di is a man of great wisdom. , he really wants to use it

If you get along with me, you won't be polite to me. "

"Head of the family, Ning Niang said that Huo Di specifically told her to tell me that he wanted to make bamboo paper."

Lin Xiaocao held Zheng Shaoxuan's hand tightly and asked him with some anxiety: "Master, if Huo Di can really make paper, will you change your mind and continue to take the imperial examination?"

Zheng Shao "

When Lin Xiaocao heard the answer she wanted, she threw herself into Zheng Shaoxuan's arms excitedly, "Ms. sir, I'm very happy! Our life is getting better and better, so good that I always feel like I'm in a dream."

Zheng Shao To the noble man Huo Di."

A crystal clear teardrop rolled down from the corner of Lin Xiaocao's eye, reflecting the red glow.

After seeing off Zheng Shaoxuan and his wife, Huo Yunchao lay lazily on the wooden rocking chair, closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Xu Ning came out of the shower and whispered in his ear: "Ms. sir, wake up. Can you go and wash up before going to bed?"

Huo Yunchao lay there motionless, as if he didn't hear Xu Ning calling him.

Xu Ning came closer and whispered into Huo Yunchao's ear: "Mr. sir, sir."

Huo Yunchao still didn't respond.

Xu Ning thought for a moment, stood up straight, tied up her hair, bent down and picked up Huo Yunchao, and walked steadily into the house.

Butcher Xu was thirsty and came out of the house to drink water. He happened to bump into

Seeing this scene, he subconsciously turned away and thought to himself: If you are not deaf or dumb, you will not be a rich man.

Xu Ning knew nothing about this. She carried the "sleeping" Huo Yunchao into the room and was about to help him take off his coat. The next second, he was pulled into her arms by a strong hand. Before she could utter a exclamation, The lips were tightly blocked.

"Ms. sir, you... um."