The Good Wife of Transmigration is Difficult

In any case, on this issue, he couldn't catch his mistakes. He immediately said, "There are pens and inks at home, why do I need to go to the market to buy them? I will go and prepare them for you right away." Alright, you can draft the terms first, and after our village comes over, we can go straight to the last step." The reason why Wu Hui mentioned that sentence was to remind Zhang Taojiang, and now that he has realized it, he is completely responsible for it. Do not bother.

At the very beginning, he also made up his mind. If Zhang Taojiang didn't respond to what he said, or if he reacted very slowly, then he still needed to go out to buy pens and inks by himself in the end.

After Zhang Taojiang finished speaking, he made an apology first, saying that he was going to go into the house to prepare what they needed, and then temporarily backed away from his eyes.

After Wu Hui watched the other party's figure disappear, he walked up to Li Fugui, and said in a pleading tone: "Uncle Fugui, when I write the contract later, can you write? I know You can write a good hand, although I am lucky enough to know a few words, but because I haven't practiced writing much, that handwriting is extremely horrible."

He really has nothing to do, otherwise he won't bother Uncle Fugui again. For a young man in the new century who has traveled back to the ancient times, writing calligraphy is really too difficult!

After all, brush calligraphy has evolved into a hobby in modern times, and the vast majority of people are used to writing hard calligraphy. If they hadn’t had relevant brush calligraphy skills before, any traverser would be blinded after arriving in ancient times, okay? ?

But his opening this time did not make Li Fugui agree to him immediately, because he was actually still in a state of shock.

Brother Hui said the number of pottery pipes he needed, which only surprised him a little bit. After all, he also knew the size of the house that Brother Hui and the others were going to build this time, and it was such a big house to be built. , The material used will naturally be much more than others, which is nothing.

It was the first time he heard Zhang Taojiang's request mentioned later, but after listening to the explanation, he could understand it more or less.

After all, if it was true as he said, the pottery pipe was a product that no one had asked about except them, and it was normal for him to impose certain restrictions on them in order to avoid squeezing the good goods in his hands.

What's abnormal is that Brother Hui mentioned the sentence after listening to it - if the goods are in good condition and there is no problem, doesn't he know the temper of these craftsmen?

If one was not careful, Zhang Taojiang also had a stubborn temper and refused to accept their order. What would they do?

Don't look at the old customer friendship he talked about with Zhang Taojiang before, people actually forgot his name and who he was. He stabilized Zhang Taojiang, but soon Zhang Taojiang's suggestion stunned him again.

What contract?In his long experience, he has basically never seen anyone doing business, and it is really unheard of for both parties to sign a contract.

He originally thought that Brother Hui would refuse, but who knew that Brother Hui agreed immediately, and he even asked Zhang Taojiang to think of some terms later on, isn't he living in a dream?

After so many things happened, Zhang Taojiang didn't drive them out because of Brother Hui's words. Instead, he started to discuss with Brother Hui on how to sign a contract. It's really confusing. !Seeing that after he finished speaking, Uncle Fugui didn't respond to him, instead he looked dull-eyed. Is this his mind wandering again?By this time, he had no choice but to interrupt the other party's reverie.

He asked, "Uncle Fugui, did you hear what I just said?"

With such a shout, Li Fugui seemed to have sensed his presence, and suddenly came back to his senses, and then he responded: "Yes! I have been listening, what did you just say?"

After Wu Hui heard these words, he really didn't know where to start, and he said patiently: "I want Uncle Fushi to help me write the contract, my handwriting is too ugly, I can't get it In order to save time, he not only saved the time to utter power in his heart, but even made a long story short, expressing his meaning very clearly in a few words.

After Li Fuzhi heard his words clearly this time, he was already numb. He just glanced at Brother Hui, and that glance contained too many things, and the biggest thing in it was admiration. By this time, he would not It's time to blame the other party for doing something wrong. Anyway, he made this matter right, didn't he?

In the end, Zhang Taojiang not only didn't get angry, but was grateful to him. Even if the matter was in front of him, if he handled it in the old way, he couldn't do better.

What else can I say about this?Only he opened his mouth and replied: "Okay, just write a letter of appointment, it's not difficult, leave it to me."

Uncle Fugui agreed to him so easily, which surprised Wu Hui very much. He wished to thank Li Fugui a thousand times. Between the two of them talking, Zhang Taojiang came over with a wooden tray.

Wu Hui looked up, only to see the cut yellowish paper on it, and beside it was a writing brush, inkstone, a small piece of smoked ink, and clean water thoughtfully prepared.

After Zhang Taojiang came in, he put the tray on the table directly, and then he said to Wu Hui: "Although there are no scholars in my eyes, but because I need to make some account books, I have to have these items, but they are not very good. I hope you don't mind."

After Wu Hui heard what he said, he smiled and replied: "Where are you from? You are not a scholar, but someone next to you? It is enough to use pen and ink, but it is just a letter of appointment." That's all, how can we use Hui ink, Duan inkstone, and Langhao pen? It's just enough to write characters."

After hearing his words, Zhang Taojiang smiled more sincerely, and said, "That's the reason, as long as it works, haha."

After finishing speaking, he paused again, and then said: "The time is urgent, why don't we start writing first?

After finishing speaking, he made a "please" gesture to Wu Hui, Wu Hui touched the tip of his nose, and said with a little embarrassment: "It is the elders of the family who came with me, and it is still a matter of signing the contract." It would be better to let him do the writing, what do you think?"

Naturally, Zhang Taojiang had no intention of objecting. With an older and stable person watching from the side, he was exactly what he wanted, so how could he refuse?

He immediately said: "It's all up to you, after all, you also know that I didn't know how to sign a contract before."

After Wu Hui got his words, he cast his eyes on Li Fugui who was at the side, and then he softly called out "Uncle Fuchi..." Li Fuchi shook his head when he heard it, and walked away When I arrived at the table where the tray was placed, I spread out a piece of paper and planned to write.

Wu Hui stood aside, originally to remind him of the content of the contract, but he was embarrassed to let Uncle Fugui do all the work, so he tentatively said, "Uncle, do you need my help grinding and polishing the pen? "

After laying the paper, Li Fugui planned to grind it by hand. He didn't expect Brother Hui to ask directly to take over the work. He was a little curious. Does Brother Hui know how to do this job?

After all, he had never heard of him dealing with pen, ink, paper and inkstone before, but he thought about it again, he had never heard that Brother Hui could read before, maybe Hui Brother had his own way.

These things that you should not be curious about, you should still keep a certain distance, after all, knowing more often means more things.

Here he signaled Wu Hui to do it, and Wu Hui naturally imitated the actions of the actors in the historical dramas he had seen on TV. First, he added water to the inkstone, and then picked up the ink and began to grind it.

When Brother Hui started to add water, Li Fugui felt that something was wrong. Adding water to the inkstone is also very particular. Brother Hui did this very unprofessionally, and he added a little less water this time.

But he still struggled in his heart, maybe Brother Hui is just not very proficient in the first move, and he should be fine later...Damn it!

When he picked up the piece of ink and directly hit it on the inkstone, Li Fugui knew that he should have never done such a thing before, otherwise he would not have made so many mistakes.

He hastily opened his mouth to chase people away: "Brother Hui, let me do it, just stand aside and remind me what to write on your restraints."

Wu Hui put down the ink in his hand with some regrets. It's not that he didn't understand the meaning of Uncle Fugui's call to stop him, but it was obviously because he didn't do well. He beeped softly: "There should be no problem! Obviously it is According to the movements of actors on TV..."

"Brother Hui, what are you talking about? The voice is too low, I can't hear you clearly from here." Uncle Fugui's voice came over suddenly.

Wu Hui was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's just something unimportant whispered in a low voice, you continue to work."

It's not that he doesn't know that modern TV dramas are unreliable. Even many historical dramas that are praised by others have many mistakes, such as noodles appearing in the pre-Qin period.

Another example is that the clothes of the ancients were more elegant and brighter than the other. After he arrived in ancient times, he realized that many things were not as shown in TV dramas.

For example, most people in this era, no matter men or women, would not casually leave a few strands of hair on their cheeks, it would only be regarded as impolite, and everyone is very polite.

What's more unusual is that most of the clothes at this time are made of cotton and linen, and silk is better, but no matter what, they can't wear the light and light chemical fiber fabrics in TV dramas.

He has always understood this, but still wants to get started with ink, and even uses TV dramas as a reason, because he really wants to try it too much, but the result is naturally tragic, and he is directly disgusted by Uncle Fugui.

He stood aside and watched Uncle Fugui concentrating on studying ink, his posture had a rhythm of its own, which was admirable.

After grinding the ink, Uncle Fugui washed off the ink flakes and ink stains on his fingers with clean water. After his hands were dry, he began to moisten the pen on the inkstone, then held the pen and made a gesture of writing. .

Wu Hui suddenly seemed obsessed with it. Li Fugui waited for a long time, but still didn't hear Brother Hui read the terms of the contract, so he couldn't help but said anxiously: "Brother Hui, it's time to read the content of the contract!"

This sentence was not very heavy, but it immediately brought Brother Hui back from his daze. He first apologized to Li Fugui and said, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Uncle Fugui. I'll start now." .”

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Li Fu's response, so he opened his mouth and read: "Today, Li Feng's husband, Mr. Wu, from Lijia Village, Zhoupu, Guangde, signed a contract with Zhang Pottery, Zhangjia Village, Guangde. Delivery...," he didn't read fast, and tried to keep his words clear so that there would be no ambiguity. At the same time, he also needed to convert part of the treaty from the vernacular to the half-literate and half-vernacular sentence at this time, so as to make the agreement look more clear. formal.

He observed from the side while reading, lest his speed be too fast or too slow, so he naturally saw that Uncle Fuci wrote a good handwriting, which was better than he had expected before.

It's not that he has never heard of Uncle Fushi's life experience. He probably didn't read much when he was a child. He probably learned this word from his future father-in-law when he was an apprentice in Uncle Ming's shop.

He thought that Uncle Fugui's calligraphy must be mediocre, how could he know that it was even more beautiful than some modern calligraphy written by everyone!

In modern times, although he never learned calligraphy, the society at that time respected calligraphy very much. Public facilities such as subways and stations would have large calligraphy walls, and many companies would also have calligraphy. Most people and institutions definitely It is impossible to afford ancient famous posters, so naturally they are all written by modern calligraphers, and those written by Uncle Fushi are not inferior to those.

He opened his mouth and praised: "Uncle Fugui wrote such a good handwriting, it is really amazing!" Even Zhang Taoist saw it and said: "The writing is really beautiful! I think it is much better than some so-called scholars. Already!"

Both of them were praising themselves, and Li Fugui felt a little embarrassed. He said, "Where are you praising so much? I just practiced a little more. If you two spend more time, it will definitely be better than what I am writing now." Be nice."

Wu Hui just smiled and didn't speak when he heard the words. He didn't intend to torture himself at all, so let him practice calligraphy? Thinking about it is very hard.

The same is true for Zhang Taojiang. His thoughts are similar to Wu Hui's. He said, "I'll forget it. I'm sure I won't be able to practice well in a while. I also need to take care of the kiln. I can't spare time every day, and I'm For the time being, there is no need to write in front of outsiders, if it is ugly, it will be ugly, anyway, I am the only one to read it, haha."

Hearing this, Li Fugui could only smile and said, "Okay, calligraphy practice is all about interest, and what you said is right, just do whatever you want."

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