Accompanied by Uncle Liao, Yao Xing went to the government to buy several hawthorn trees on the mountain, and also circled a piece of land to prevent anyone from entering at will.

After renting a shop facing the street and cleaning it up briefly, Yao Xing started making hawthorn pastries. With the help of his master, everything went very smoothly.

Zhao Ji was worried about Yao Xing's hard work, so she asked Uncle Liao to find two women from her parents' family to help so that Yao Xing could have time to study and become literate.

Yao Xing was really not used to using the carving knife, so she acted coquettishly and asked Zhao Ji for two black thrush pens, and wrote on the bamboo slips. Then she looked for various things that could be used to make brushes and tried to make them, but because of the tools, she couldn't make them.

Ended with failure.

Later, while teasing Zhao Ji who was taking a nap with a lock of hair, Yao Xing thought of using her own hair as a pen, so she secretly cut her own hair.

In ancient times, it was not allowed to cut hair casually, so Yao Xing could only do it secretly. The only person who discovered it was Zhao Zheng, but he was not stubborn. After Yao Xing explained the reason, he helped Yao Xing hide it and made a pen together.

Of course, Yao Xing gave the first pen he made to his friend Zhao Zheng, who was the biggest contributor to hiding it for so many days.

"It's a pity that my hands are clumsy. Otherwise, I could have made it more beautiful to match your calligraphy skills." Yao Xing sighed as he looked at the ugly thing that he had spent a lot of effort to make and had his hair shortened.

Zhao Zheng comforted him: "This is the first pen in the world, and it is made of your hair. I will definitely cherish it and use it to write every day."

But don’t, just use this thing now. When you return to Qin and become the King of Qin, you will use such an ugly thing to approve memorials and draft imperial edicts. How embarrassing!

"Then when I finish practicing, I'll give you a good-looking one!" Yao Xing touched his hair and decided to let it go. When he has money in the future, he will find high-quality animal hair to make a pen for him!

"You are not allowed to cut your hair again, it is unlucky!" Zhao Zheng scolded Yao Xing with a straight face. Before Yao Xing could quibble, the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Have you cut your hair?" Zhao Ji walked in angrily and stared at Zhao Zheng and Yao Xing.

Yao Xing's heart was pounding, and Zhao Zheng stood in front of Yao Xing and explained to Zhao Ji: "Sister Yao Xing wanted to make a writing pen, but couldn't find animal hair, so she cut her hair!"

Zhao Ji took one look at Yao Xing's hair, her eyes were red with anger, and scolded: "You can cut your hair casually if your body, hair and skin are given by your parents!"

"I don't have parents either..." Yao Xing muttered behind Zhao Zheng

After his dead mother remarried, Yao Xing didn't think he had parents at all. He only fulfilled his filial piety by burning incense for his original owner's father during festivals. He only regarded Zhao Ji as his elder, so how could he care about that piece of hair.

"You should care about yourself even if you don't have parents. You are still young. What will you do if your husband's family finds out about your marriage in the future?" Zhao Ji really thought about Yao Xing, even thinking about things that took so long

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"You too, why didn't you stop your sister!" Zhao Ji turned around and scolded Zhao Zheng for not reporting the information and helping to hide it.

"Sister Yao Xing's move will benefit scholars all over the world and she will be remembered forever. For such a big event, sister Yao Xing should be admired for cutting off a section of her withered hair!" I don't know if Zhao Zheng really thinks this or if it is just pure.
Chapter completed!