A man travels through time and becomes a widow, only wanting to pursue a career

It was still dark before Chen Changsheng got up. Si Xi was still sleeping soundly beside him.

The eldest son's things were also ready, and the mother and son went out in the dark.

After the kiln is built, a kiln opening ceremony must be held first, and some sacrificial supplies must be prepared.

The laws of the Dasheng Dynasty stipulate that due to different sacrifices and objects, the specifications of the sacrifices used are also different. Only the emperor has the right to enjoy the three animals of pigs, cattle and sheep, and officials and common people below are not allowed to sacrifice cattle.

If officials use cows to sacrifice, they will be regarded as trespassing. If people also use cows to sacrifice, they will be punished.

Wealthy families can only use sheep and pigs for sacrifice. No matter how unsatisfactory, some use chickens, fish and pigs as three animals.

After preparing three animals, grains and wine, worshiping heaven, earth and ancestors, and obtaining blessings from all directions, the brick kiln can be prosperous and smooth.

It is somewhat similar to the modern ribbon-cutting ceremony. Chen Changsheng does not object to such activities. First, it can be auspicious, second, it can be lively, and third, when the ceremony is held, he can also talk about the bricks used in the village. thing.

The mother and son had a lot to buy today. When they arrived at Baishui County, the city gate had just opened. After entering the city, Chen Changsheng and Dafu went straight to the butcher shop.

When she arrived at the butcher shop, Chen Changsheng saw a big pig head. Her eyes lit up and she rushed up and asked, "Boss, how do you sell this pig head?"

The butcher shop owner had just prepared today's meat. As soon as he opened the shop, he saw customers arriving so early.

Most customers buy pork belly, lean meat or ribs. Occasionally, they buy pig ears. Pig heads and pig offal are the hardest to sell in the store.

Although the pig's head on the chopping board is complete, it has a full face of hair, which looks a bit visual.

The boss looked at Chen Changsheng strangely, "Sister-in-law, do you really want to buy a pig's head?"

Chen Changsheng said with certainty, "Well, I want this pig's head."

A pig's head is offered as a sacrifice, hoping that one can get rich stupidly.

She pointed to the meat behind the boss and said, "Bring me another five pounds of mutton."

After the sacrifice, the meat will not be wasted and will be taken home.

The pig head can be made into pig head meat, pig ears, and pig mouth strips. The mutton can be sliced, and you can also make mutton stew to replenish the body of the children.

There are many ways to eat it.

A whole pig's head costs forty cents, and five pounds of mutton costs one hundred and twenty-five cents. The boss reduced the price by three cents because Chen Changsheng was the first customer today.

Chen Changsheng and Dafu then split up. Dafu still went to Liu's doctor to treat his leg, while she went to deliver goods to various stores first, and finally went straight to Bailu Bookshop.

At this time, it was still teaching time in the academy, and Bailu Bookstore was still empty. There was no one else except Master Zhan.

Chen Changsheng had just driven the ox cart to the door of the bookshop when Master Zhan heard the noise outside the door and stepped out.

"Why are you here, Mrs. Chen? Are you here to buy books?"

Chen Changsheng picked up a handful of fresh grass and fed it to the big ox. He raised his head and said, "I'm not buying any books today. I'm here to ask Master Zhan for help. I'd like you to write a few words."

As she walked into the bookstore, she talked about writing the management charter. She took out half a dime of silver from her purse and put it on the counter as payment for Master Zhan to write it.

Before coming, Chen Changsheng specifically inquired about it. Some students in the academy with average family backgrounds would copy books and sell them in bookstores. The prices offered by bookstores were basically around 500 liters per book.

Master Zhan's reputation and fine brushwork were better than those of the students, so he asked him to write a few articles of association, and Chen Changsheng directly gave him a tael of silver.

Master Zhan pushed the money back and said, "Mrs. Chen gave me some advice last time. I haven't said thank you yet. Today is just a pen. No money is needed."

After saying goodbye to Chen Changsheng's Liang family last time, he went back and thought a lot. He felt that what Chen Changsheng said about "establishing a private school" was excellent, so that more children in the world could have books to read, and cultivate talents for the court, not just for their scholars. What's the purpose?

Master Zhan had always wanted to find an opportunity to thank Chen Changsheng, but he had no contact information. He only knew that the other party was acquainted with the Liang family.

But if he, an old man, takes the initiative to ask a strange woman, he is afraid that he will cause criticism from the world, stir up trouble, and bring trouble to Chen Changsheng.

Today is the last day of business for the bookstore. Master Zhan was packing up things in the store. Unexpectedly, he bumped into Chen Changsheng again by such a coincidence.

Chen Changsheng said with a serious face, "Master Zhan, aren't you planning to set up a private school? Then you must accept this money, and consider it as my support for you, Master Zhan."

Seeing that Chen Changsheng was really serious, Master Zhan accepted it, "I have already sent people to find a house suitable for setting up a school. If the class starts, I would like to ask Mrs. Chen to go and have a look."

"I will definitely go then."

Master Zhan sidled into the counter, took out the pen, ink and paper and placed them on the counter one by one. He picked up the ink stick and grinded it gently until thick black ink appeared.

Master Zhan then dipped his pen in his hand and said, "Mrs. Chen, please read the articles of association."

"Brick Kiln Factory Management Regulations, Article 1, Start of Work Time..."

Master Zhan put pen to paper and wrote.

Chen Changsheng spoke slowly, word by word, while Master Zhan wrote with concentration, stroke by stroke.

"Article 15..."

Finally, Master Zhan put the brush aside, picked up the paper and gently blew on the ink, then handed it to the person opposite, "Mrs. Chen, please take a look."

I saw lines of small characters on the paper that were neat, neat, crisp and powerful.

Chen Changsheng couldn't help but admire and praise, "The structure is beautiful, full and neat, and the style of writing is flexible, steady, vigorous and powerful. It is indeed everyone's handiwork."

She can't write with a brush, but she can still praise people.

Master Zhan studied under famous calligraphers and was considered a well-known and powerful calligrapher in the Dasheng Dynasty.

Even though Chen Changsheng is not good at calligraphy, he still feels that the writing is quite brilliant, strong and powerful, and the strokes are in place.

Master Zhan continued to pack the manuscripts and Mo Cheng's things.

"Master, are you going to close the library so soon?"

Master Zhan took out another large bag of books, sighed with difficulty, and said, "Yesterday, Master Wu came again, and brought several gentlemen from his school with him, and ordered me to close the door and move out today, otherwise Just destroy these books for me.”

These books were all selected by him one by one, and the hand-copied books were also written stroke by stroke by students. How could they be destroyed like this?

In desperation, he started packing his things early this morning, preparing to move back to the small courtyard where he rented.

"It's almost packed. I'll ask someone to find a car to transport it to my residence later."

Four large bags were piled neatly on the floor of the bookstore, and the store suddenly seemed empty.

Chen Changsheng visually inspected the books and said with a smile, "If Master Zhan doesn't mind, my ox cart outside the door can transport the books for you."

Although the ox cart delivers goods every day, she keeps it very clean inside and out. The big ox is also carefully wiped by the two children Erlu and Sixi every day, so it is considered tidy.

Master Zhan nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you, Mrs. Chen."

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I’ve been too stuck lately... Four thousand words is killing me. I didn’t mean not to update.