Farmer's Favorite

Zhuang Xinyan had already prepared the preparation process for papermaking.

Everything inside the tool has been placed in the workshop at this time.

Raw materials such as green sandalwood bark and Shatian straw have also been prepared by the Tuo Ren.

What is waiting now is the official start of work.

Zhuang Xinyan had already considered it before.

There are not many people he can completely trust, and he is not willing to let these people spend their time on paper making.

Therefore, the ten people that Zhuang Xinyan bought this time was exactly what he wanted.

ten people.

Everyone is responsible for different things, keep secrets from each other, and don't let others know.

In this way, even if one of the ten people betrayed him, the recipe for making paper would not fall into the hands of outsiders, because Zhuang Xinyan absolutely did not trust the people he chose, and in the end all of them chose to betray.

Even if one person stays firmly, his prescription will not be left behind.

The reason why Zhuang Xinyan is not worried at all is because only he knows the most important part of paper making.

Two days later.

Zhuang Xinyan came to the new courtyard.

It was different from when they first arrived, but in just two days, these ten people had completely changed.

In the previous selection of candidates, one of the conditions for Zhuang Xinyan to select candidates was that they were not very old.

Most of them are between fifteen and twenty.

These people were standing there in high spirits at this time, and their faces could finally be seen on their clean faces.

Zhuang Xinyan looked it over, and wrote down the people according to their names.

If nothing else, these people will have to follow him for the rest of his life.

On the contrary, these people also had panic in their hearts, for fear that they would end up badly in front of their master.

Next, Zhuang Xinyan spent two days teaching them one-on-one.

Then, in the workshop, work started.

That is on this day.

Zhuang Xinyan brought Xiaoyi to the town.

Ever since Wen Zheng was lost, even if there was no accident in the end, Xiao Yi was obviously afraid. Even if Wu Tingyi was by Wen Zheng's side, Xiao Yi did not dare to leave. Even if he went out this time, Zhuang Xinyan and the others were afraid. It's been a long time of persuasion.

Come to town.

Xiao Yi took Zhuang Xinyan's sleeve with one hand and looked around.

It wasn't until a candied gourd was stuffed in the other hand, and Xiao Yi ate it deliciously, that he asked, "Brother Zhuang, what are you bringing me to town for?"

Zhuang Xinyan came to an alley, stopped in his tracks, and said, "I'll let you choose the teacher who will teach in our village."

Xiao Yi, who was still licking the candied haws, suddenly showed astonishment on his face, and then he stammered and said, "I'm here to find my wife? Brother Zhuang, are you right?"

After speaking, he blinked his eyes and couldn't believe it.

After all, if he was asked to choose a wife, he simply didn't know how to do it.

Zhuang Xinyan stroked his head, but didn't explain anything.

Just took him to visit several families successively.

The door-to-door visit is nothing more than talking and chatting, and then the master tortures Xiaoyi's knowledge.

Xiao Yi, who was still a little nervous at first, could not help but relax slowly, without being reminded by others, he behaved extremely politely.

Zhuang Xinyan couldn't help being curious.

Leaving Wenzheng alone, Xiaoyi grew up with no one around him, but there are some things that no one deliberately taught him, but he knows better than others.

A child who is innocent but knows how to be polite.

No wonder, it will arouse pity.

Just like that, the two went to three houses one after another.

It happened to be noon, and Zhuang Xinyan took Xiao Yi to eat a bowl of chaos in the street.

Then he came towards the last one.

This home is the home of the scholar Yuan Yi mentioned earlier.

The old scholar, whose surname is Qin, has just returned to Genshan Town and has not yet bought a house, so he is temporarily living in a place arranged by Yuan Yi.

This time I came to the door, I had already contacted him a long time ago.

In this way, after visiting the door, Zhuang Xinyan and the two met this Qin Xiucai.

Yuan Yi said earlier that this Qin Xiucai was an aide to a family in Shangjing. Such a person, among other things, must be worth money.

Therefore, I want to find this old scholar to teach in the village.

In fact, the probability should not be great.

After all, Xishan Village is just a small village. According to the thinking of ordinary people in the village, they naturally hope to earn more money and then move to the town to live. How can they abandon all conveniences in the town? to the village.

Those who are short of money will agree to this matter for money.

But obviously, the family is not short of money.

Seeing the person, Zhuang Xinyan folded his fists and leaned slightly, explaining his purpose.

Qin Xiucai nodded, stroked his beard, but was a little dazed.

Just for a moment, he felt that the person in front of him reminded him of that day more than ten years ago.

However, before he had time to think about it, the picture had already dissipated.

Qin Xiucai knew the purpose of the two people's visit, he didn't say much, but said: "The old man is just making a painting, why don't you come over and have a look."

The you in the words are naturally not Zhuang Xinyan, but Xiao Yi.

Maybe it was because of the torture and learning from his master before, Xiao Yi was not so flustered, but treated him very calmly.

But Zhuang Xinyan was sitting at the side, drinking tea and watching the two of them changing from time to time at the table to draw.

Just like that, after almost half an hour, the two said goodbye and left.

On the donkey cart, Zhuang Xinyan asked, "Which of these four masters do you think is better?"

Xiao Yi's face was red, he pursed his lips and said: "The four masters are very kind."

As he spoke, he stuck out the tip of his tongue slightly, "However, Master Qin is my favorite."

"Oh? Why?"

Xiao Yi shook his head, "Master Qin's paintings are very good, I always feel a little familiar."

And then, Xiao Yi paused, looking back at the people around him, he said: "Brother Zhuang, I know why you brought me out today, don't worry, I'm fine, I was really sad the day E-Mu disappeared , but isn’t Eminem still by my side now? Just wait for me to slow down for a few days.”

Zhuang Xinyan patted Xiaoyi's head, but didn't say anything.

The reason why he took Xiao Yi out was actually more because the people around him were worried about him and wanted to take him out for a walk to relax.

With a smile on Xiao Yi's face, he took a piece of caramel from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

He was so sweet that he asked again: "Brother Zhuang, do you think Uncle Wu will always be with me and Eminem?"

There was a trace of attachment in the overflowing smile, without him needing to explain, Zhuang Xinyan could see the reluctance in his eyes, and even more emotions.

It has only been more than half a year since Wu Tingyi's appearance.

But obviously, whether it's Xiaoyi or Wenzheng, they have already regarded this person as a part of their side, and they don't even want to lose it.

For Xiao Yi's question.

Zhuang Xinyan didn't know how to respond.

Because, after all, he is not Wu Tingyi, he cannot confirm whether Wu Tingyi will continue to stay in this place because of Wen Zheng, or whether Wu Tingyi will leave this small village with Wen Zheng and Xiaoyi.

He reached out and touched Xiaoyi's head, and Zhuang Xinyan said, "I don't know if Wu Tingyi will be with you all the time, but I know that if Xiaoyi asks, he will give you an affirmative answer." .”

Xiao Yi nodded his head half understanding.

The two returned to the village, and Zhuang Xinyan sent Xiaoyi home first.

Then he led the black donkey towards home.

Just on the road, a shout came from behind.

Lin Baocheng ran over quickly, and said, "Brother, I happen to be going to your house."

Zhuang Xinyan asked, "When did you come back?"

"I arrived at the house at noon. I just packed up and I'm going to find you." Lin Baocheng went over to help Brother Zhuang lead the black donkey, and then he said eagerly: "Brother, I don't plan to go out this time when I come back, Lin Baocheng Dong is due to give birth in two months, and I always keep it in mind when I go out, this time I went home and discussed it with my family, the two brothers continued to run, and I planned to find something to do here first."

Zhuang Xinyan said indifferently: "It's just right, I'm here to send someone."

Lin Baocheng immediately patted his head, he smirked, and said: "Brother, even without your words, I plan to follow you. Don't worry about anything else, I can still do hard work."

As he spoke, he thought about raising his arms.

But he found that he was holding the black donkey with one hand and carrying something with the other, and he couldn't move his hands even if he wanted to.

He chuckled, and said again: "This is something I brought back from Xicheng for you and my brother-in-law, I guarantee you will like it."

Just right, the two of them had already arrived home at this time.

Lin Baocheng didn't show off first, but waited until he entered the house and saw his brother-in-law before putting down the basket he was carrying.

He took out the contents from the basket and said, "Xicheng doesn't have many other things, but there are many porcelains and flowers. I brought you a set of porcelain bowls. Look at the patterns, don't they?"

Lin Qi took a look, and saw that the azure blue lines, with patterned patterns, matched the porcelain bowl much better.

He said: "It's really good, and the price is not cheap, so don't spend too much money."

"It's not expensive. The master who sells porcelain wants a lot of salted eggs, so I agreed to him. He sold them to me at cost price, which is much cheaper than outside." Lin Baocheng said, and hurriedly put the basket away. Take out the last thing inside.

It was a flower plant with lush green leaves.

"This is a peony. It won't bloom until April. They say it's extremely beautiful. I brought back two pots, and the one at home has already been planted in the vegetable field at home." Lin Baocheng beamed with joy, as if offering a treasure.

He went to Xicheng many times, and every time he heard many people mention Peony, he couldn't help becoming interested.

But it will not bloom until April, when Lin Dong is about to give birth, so he simply bought two pots and brought his family to enjoy them together.

But at this time, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a few weeds besides the peonies in the flowerpot.

"It is said that peonies are very precious. Brother, if you grow them in pots, you will have to pull out these weeds." Lin Baocheng stretched out his hand while talking.

However, before reaching forward, his wrist was grabbed.

Zhuang Xinyan had already squatted down at this moment, looking at the weeds next to the peony from a quiet distance.

Not long after, I couldn't help but laugh and laugh.