As soon as the scholar's words came out, many people were dissatisfied.
Scholars are the most aloof and arrogant at heart, and cannot tolerate such gossip from others.
Even if you are not talking about yourself, but...
There are always a few who, relying on their good academic performance, accept the overtures of merchants. After the two families have become friends, some of them even get engaged directly. When they hear this, they will inevitably feel dissatisfied.
Then, someone couldn't help but retaliate. The student who spoke was originally out of jealousy. Now that he was retorted, he felt that he had found a sense of existence and retorted again.
The two parties started a war of words.
Hanjianglou, who knew nothing about this, had successfully arrived at the gate of the academy.
There is a small pavilion at the entrance of the county school, which is usually used by students and their families to visit relatives.
Dong Nuan and Diazhu had already sat down, and the three packages were placed on the stone table.
Hanjianglou quietly walked over and found that Dong Nuan didn't respond, so he put his hand on Dong Nuan's eyes childishly.
"Hiss, it's a bit cold." Dong Nuan gasped slightly and paused slightly, seeming a little aggrieved.
Han Jianglou was frightened and immediately retracted his hand, and said hurriedly: "Did the ice hit your eyes? Do you feel uncomfortable? Let me take a look?"
When Hanjianglou pulled the person over, he met the smiling eyes of the little girl.
Seeing this, what else does Hanjiang Tower not understand?
The little girl was teasing him.
Hanjianglou shook his head in a funny and helpless manner, raised his hand and lightly tapped Dong Nuan's forehead: "You~"
The doting tone made Dianthus on the other side want to automatically cover his ears.
She shouldn't be in the courtyard, she should be at the bottom of the courtyard.
"Has your studies been heavy recently? Are you tired? Are you eager to study?" Dong Nuan asked three times in a row, most of which were related to study.
Hanjianglou thinks it's actually not bad. Although some knowledge is obscure and difficult to understand, you can learn it if you slowly understand it.
His requirements for himself were not high at first. It would be great if he could pass the exam to become a scholar.
Therefore, I don’t force myself to do something certain, I just try my best.
Hanjianglou feels that the goal is one thing, but the attitude is another.
Some of his masters also admired his enthusiasm and were very kind to him, and would occasionally give him some small cooking or something.
Of course, in the county school, there are many things that are done for students, and he is not the only one, but he is not too eye-catching.
"I'm studying well, but some things are not easy to understand. I need to ask Master more, how is the shop lately? Are you tired?" As Hanjianglou spoke, he had already put Dong Nuan's hand in his palm, turning it over and over.
looked carefully.
In the warm winter, we often touch the carving knife. No matter how skilled we are, we can't avoid the occasional small cut.
Looking at these wounds, Hanjianglou only felt distressed in his heart.
In fact, with his current ability, he can get a lot of money back by occasionally helping those nobles solve some minor troubles.
This money may not necessarily allow Dong Nuan to live a very wealthy life, but a comfortable life is not a problem.
However, Hanjiang Tower also understands something.
Dong Nuan has his own pursuit and life. He cannot use his own ideas to demand or even restrain Dong Nuan.
Therefore, even though he felt distressed, he would not say anything more.
"Business is good. By the way, Pinxiang Pavilion's soap has been put on the shelves. The sales have been very good in the past few days. I brought a few pieces to you." At this point, Dong Nuan leaned towards Hanjiang Lou's ear.
Whenever the little girl wanted to whisper, she would quietly close the distance between them.
The warm breath gently sprayed on the side of the ear. Hanjianglou felt a little itchy, but he couldn't bear to move away.
The little girl's voice was like a slowly flowing clear spring, gentle and delicate, flowing gently in her ears: "Try it, am I doing it better, or are they doing it better?"
There is no need to think about this kind of proposition, Hanjiang Tower has its own set of answers.
"Of course Nuan Ya's is better. Others are not as good as Nuan Ya." Hanjianglou said this, not to fool people, but when those people were still studying how to make soap, Dong Nuan had already
The finished product is used.
However, she always kept a low profile and did not let others see her. Only a few people close to her knew about it.
Dianthus and the others would not talk nonsense, and Hanjiang Tower would be even less likely to do so.
However, he didn't want to attract too much attention, so when he came to the academy, he didn't bring the soap made by Dong Nuan.
But now that Pinxiangge has put it on the shelves, soap will soon become a popular luxury product in the county, and Hanjianglou can use it without stress.
Compared to the ones from Pinxiangge, he prefers the ones made by Dongnuan.
Dong Nuan was coaxed to smile by these words, and couldn't help but raise her hand to rub Hanjianglou's face. Looking at Hanjianglou's handsome face, which was deformed by her own rubbing, Dong Nuan smiled quite happily,
Then he waved his hand and said: "That's it, you can use mine, Pinxiang Pavilion's, and you can give them to your classmates."
According to Hanjianglou, he has several close classmates and they have a very good relationship with each other.
We usually exchange small gifts and often discuss academic issues.
Dong Nuan feels that although soap is considered a luxury item, it is not something that cannot be given as a gift.
Hanjianglou originally didn't want to use soap made by others. The little girl didn't know how to do it, so she had no choice.
The little girl knew how to do it and prepared it for him. How could he use someone else's?
Seeing Dong Nuan's smiling eyebrows, Hanjianglou couldn't help but raise his hand and pinch the little girl's face. Seeing the little girl's eyes widening, as if she was accusing him of his grievances, Hanjianglou just felt that he
Maybe I don’t want to be an individual anymore.
When he spoke again, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Well, I only use Nuanya to make it, and I don't look at other people's."
These words pleased Dong Nuan again, and she smiled heartily. While smiling, she patted Han Jianglou on the shoulder: "Don't worry, after the bamboo is soaked, I will also cover all your paper in the future. What kind do you like?"
?Sprinkle gold paper, sprinkle silver paper, clear heart paper?"
Dong Nuan doesn't know much about paper, but he still remembers the ratio.
Mainly because my memory is too good and there is nothing I can do about it.
Originally, papermaking had nothing to do with her, but her vixen friend, who was a good friend of hers, fell in love with a white-faced scholar for a while. In order to coax the scholar, she started making paper for a while.
Of course, it didn't last long. Later, the white-faced scholar fell out of favor and this wave passed.
However, when the other party was researching and making it, they always talked about the proportion issue, so Dong Nuan just remembered it.
Now I only need to look through my memory to remember it again.
Making those precious papers is not difficult to keep warm in winter.
The main reason is that the process is cumbersome and she is too lazy to mess with it if it is ready-made.
If there wasn't a scholar at home, she wouldn't want to do anything except toilet paper.
For this kind of thing, Hanjiang Tower doesn't care who made it.
Maybe this is the dual nature of human beings?
Therefore, after listening to Dong Nuan's question, Han Jianglou shook his head: "According to Nuan Ya's wishes, if you are too tired, I can just use the ones outside."
He knew that soaking those bamboo barks in the warm winter had its own uses.
Hanjiang Tower does not want to affect the planning of Dongnuan because of itself.
This chapter has been completed!