Coming out of Yangzhou Buzhuang, Xiao Han still looked indignant!
This Yin Can, it was obvious just now that he did it on purpose!
I think of his nagging that was exactly the same as Tang Seng: "Sit down? I didn't let you sit down, why didn't you sit down? Could it be that if I didn't let you sit down, you wouldn't sit down..."
At that time, Xiao Han wanted to stab him in the butt with the walking stick: "Shut up!"
However, think about the stick that I still need to use now, and the bet that has been reached.
Xiao Han decided: it is better to let him go generously and not be on the same level as him.
I'm not doing this to show off how open-minded I am, but it's really hard to find a rich guy like Yin Can these days... It's really bad, I won't be able to use it next time!
Xiao Han, leaning on a stick, limped along with Xiaodong and Lengzi and disappeared to the end of the street.
Later, Yin Can, who came out to see them off, looked thoughtfully at the direction in which they disappeared. It was not until a long time later that he suddenly asked: "Xiao He, do you think what he said is true or false? He can really print books quickly and easily. ?”
Xiao He stood behind Yin Can and was already a little impatient. Hearing this, he frowned slightly, and then directly replied: "Master, I don't know if he can print books, but I think the purpose of his coming today is to talk to you. Bet! If this is the case, it means that he can print books and win! Your five thousand coins and those books, I'm afraid..."
Speaking of this, Xiao He suddenly hesitated and did not continue.
However, Xiao He was embarrassed to say it, but Yin Can continued indifferently: "You want to say that I will lose all my money and books to him, right?!"
"Yeah!" Seeing that the parties involved were so indifferent, Xiao He didn't hide it now and simply nodded generously.
She actually couldn't figure it out. When Xiao Han proposed the bet, she had already reminded the young master in advance, but why did the young master still insist on making a bet? He was not an easily excited person on weekdays. .
Yin Can looked at Xiao He and smiled brightly: "If I said I couldn't lose, would you believe it?"
Xiaohe didn't answer, but a pair of doubtful eyes gave him the answer.
When Yin Can saw this, he was not angry, but laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, the old man is right! Girls are really outgoing!"
Xiaohe's cheeks turned slightly red from Yin Can's smile, and she said as if she was a little unconvinced: "People have made it clear that their intentions are calculated without intention, how can you not lose? Are you going to make trouble?"
"Making trouble? No, no, no!" Hearing this, Yin Can put away his smile and shook his head: "Not only can I not make trouble, I also try to help him!"
"Why?" Xiaohe asked in surprise.
Yin Can smiled evilly: "Silly girl, when I talk about winning or losing, I don't mean winning or losing the bet! Didn't the old man teach you to look further ahead when he was alive?"
"Look further?" Xiao He frowned, not understanding what Yin Can meant.
When Yin Can saw this, he sighed and said, "You are such a silly girl! You don't even think about it, why did I so happily agree to help him find a craftsman?"
"Because, ah, you want to..." Xiao He suddenly realized, then covered his mouth and looked at Yin Can with shock on his face.
When Yin Can saw that Xiao He finally figured out the doorway inside, he chuckled, put his hands behind his back, and strode towards the courtyard. His back looked as cool as a lonely man seeking defeat, and only one sentence echoed in Xiao He's mind:
"It's just some unimportant books, plus five thousand guan, it doesn't really matter! If he really has a good printing method, then these things can be used as money to buy the secret recipe! Those craftsmen are all our people,
No matter what method he uses, we will be the ones who get the cheapest in the end! And I also really want to know if a quick and easy printing method comes out, will it make scholars all over the world jealous!"
Compared with Yin Can's free and easy attitude, Xiao Han's side is much more simple and pragmatic.
I returned home a little tired, threw away the crutch, and tried to walk a few steps on the ground. Although there was still a slight pain, fortunately it no longer hindered me.
Finally able to stop using this damn stick, Xiao Han's first reaction was to take the stick and light it on the fire! He never wanted to see the sarcastic or sympathetic looks from people on the street again.
He called Xiaodong loudly and asked him to give the stick to the fat cook and use it to cook porridge tonight! Xiao Han breathed a sigh of relief, sat down on the recliner, closed his eyes and began to think about movable type printing.
Movable type printing.
To say it is a technique, in fact, it is more appropriate to say it is a technique! It is even said that as long as you watch this technique once, even a fool can do it!
As for why no one has thought of it after so many years? Xiao Han doesn't know.
Maybe this is what people call window paper.
No one pierces it, others can only see the paper! Only when the first person pierces it can others see the world behind the paper!
"A skill that is destined to be lost can be exchanged for so many things. It's not a loss this time! It's not a loss!"
Thinking about it, Xiao Han couldn't help but proudly crossed his legs.
He knew very well that movable type printing was no better than firearms. It was a very simple method, so there was no such thing as confidentiality.
But this method can win 5,000 yuan from Yin Can, which is an unexpected joy!
You know, he originally just wanted Yin Can, a local snake, to get some craftsmen and some books.
Later, because I was angry that he kept cheating me, I temporarily added 5,000 yuan. Unexpectedly, this Kaizi agreed happily without any bargaining!
"I don't know if he would agree to the ten thousand I originally said... Hey, I don't want to think about it anymore. People are always content with what they have! We, the people, are so happy today, we, the people..."
I lay on the chair proudly and hummed a song. As a result, just after humming a few lines of a song, there was a rapid knock on the door outside.
"What's wrong? Kaizi regretted it?"
Xiao Han was startled when he heard the knock on the door. The first thought in his mind was that Yin Can regretted the bet and came after him!
But soon, he knew that he was overthinking it, because the concierge ran over in a panic.
"Master Hou, someone is looking for you outside. He says he is the prince! Please greet him quickly!"
"What? You want me to greet you? Which bastard... prince?"
Xiao Han was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to curse, but he quickly realized it with a suspicious look on his face: "He said he was a prince?"
The porter's forehead was covered with sweat. Hearing this, he nodded like a chicken eating rice: "Yes, there is someone outside who says he is the prince!"
"Is there one? Is there more than one person here?" Xiao Han sat up from the recliner, the expression on his face became more and more strange.
There were many princes in the Tang Dynasty, but most of them were created by Li Yuan when he was in power. When Li Yuan stepped down, many of those people would also step down. He had no interaction with them, so how could he come to find him?
