Zhu Bai scratched his head and scratched his head, and finally wrote a note to Lao Zhu.
Zhu Biao asked to help him check and correct it, but he refused to let him.
At this moment, Lao Zhu got the memorial and laughed while reading it: "You brat, you wrote a lot of nonsense."
Zhu Biao waited for Lao Zhu to finish and took a look: the charcoal pen drew squares and arrows on the paper. It seemed to be a picture, but it was different from the paintings they usually saw of flowers, birds, fish, insects, and utensils.
Zhu Biao smiled: "Although it is not very beautiful, it is clear and clear at a glance."
Zhu Bai immediately became proud: "It's the elder brother who knows the stuff."
Lao Zhu laughed angrily: "You brat, you just have fun drawing the symbols by yourself. Have you ever thought that the imperial edict is to be read to the world? Although you can see the picture clearly, it is inconvenient to read it out. You can't copy it.
A few hundred copies, one for each person."
Zhu Bai tilted his head and thought for a while: Indeed. He only wanted to report to Lao Zhu, but he never thought that Lao Zhu would promulgate it.
Lao Zhu said: "Take it back and rewrite it. Just write the words. After you finish writing, read it to the rich man. Only if he can understand it can you hand it over."
Zhu Bai took the memorial back dejectedly.
Lao Zhu said: "What kind of pen are you using? It looks pretty good."
Hey, the opportunity has come.
Zhu Bai hurriedly took a small long box made of brass from his arms, opened it, poured out a small wooden stick and a roll of paper: "This is called a pencil. I made it myself. You don't need to dip it in ink, so you can write at any time."
I'll take it with me so I can remember something."
Mainly because there were too many requests for things from the Military and Horse Department and the Official Tooth Bureau. If he didn't write them down, it would be easy for him to miss them.
He pressed the edge of the small long box, and the box spread out and flattened into a small board, which could then be used to write on.
After writing a volume, the small board turned into a box with a lid.
Lao Zhu picked up the pen and saw that there was a charcoal strip inside, and said: "Very good, let's take it."
Then he put away the brass box with the paper and pen.
Seeing Zhu Bai staring at him, Lao Zhu squinted at him: "What? Are you not even willing to give this to your father?"
Zhu Bai blinked and grinned: "No, my father is also celebrating his birthday, and I was planning to give this to him as a birthday present."
Lao Zhu couldn't help but laugh: "Little slippery man, you turn the steering wheel pretty fast."
He casually picked up a finely crafted wooden box from the table and handed it to Zhu Bai: "Your eldest brother and you will each have one."
"What a good thing." Zhu Bai took it with a smile, and then the smile condensed on his face.
Paper, ink and pen......
The thing he hates most.
But this box is pretty good.
He took out the contents and turned the box over in his hands.
Hainan huanghuali is as bright as gold in color and has grimace lines. If it costs less than hundreds of thousands, it will be impossible to buy it in the future.
Zhu Biao was amused by the change of expression on his face and said, "Don't underestimate these four things. It's hard to find them without money."
"Roar."
Zhu Bai was surprised and took a closer look at those things.
I don't see anything good about it...
Zhu Biao explained to him in a gentle voice.
The pen is a Xuan pen with a white jade stem. The tip is round and healthy, and the barrel is crystal clear, imitating the style of bamboo. When held in the hand, it feels warm in winter and cool in summer. "Jian Ting" is engraved on the body of the pen.
The ink strip is in the shape of an ox tongue, no bigger than a palm, and is covered with gold on a black background. One side is engraved with a picture of hundreds of horses and "Qinxue", and the other side is engraved with the four words "Hongwu Longxiang". Not only does it not have the smell of ink, but there is also a light fragrance.
The paper is Jingxian gold powder rice paper, which is smooth and traceless, as delicate as egg white, and has "imperial" dark patterns.
The inkstone is a She inkstone from She County, Anhui Province. It is only slightly larger than a palm. When pressed, the sound is like gold and jade, and when touched, it is as moist as gelatin. On it is engraved the word "thinking too much".
After listening to Zhu Biao's explanation, Lao Zhu was a little proud: "These four items are all produced in our hometown of Anhui. You can also use them to write articles and government decrees that are of great significance to the world. Always remember how our Lao Zhu family became what it is today.
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Not to mention whether this thing is worth the money, Lao Zhu really put some thought into it.
Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao hurriedly returned the gift solemnly: "My son, I will definitely keep it in my heart."
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Coming out of the study, Zhu Biao smiled and said to Zhu Bai: "Twelfth brother, get your pencil and pen holder for your elder brother. I also carry it with me on weekdays so that I can remember things."
Zhu Bai: "Okay, I made it and asked someone to send it to my eldest brother. I also made other small stationery. My eldest brother is using it to see if it is useful. If you have any suggestions, please tell me."
Zhu Biao smiled: "Thankfully you still have this thought."
He rubbed his hands and thought: Great. This set of things has been approved by Zhu Bai and Lao Zhu, so I can mass-produce them and sell them in my bookstore. As long as they and I use them, it will be the best.
Advertisement, soon all the literati in Yingtian and even the country will have a copy.
When Zhu Bai and Zhu Biao were patrolling the streets, watching houses being demolished and repaired, and listening to people's reports, they would take out this brass box from time to time, unfold it gracefully, write a few words, and then close it.
Soon, people in the city were asking what kind of treasure it was, and then everyone saw exactly the same thing in Zhu Bai's scripture bookstore.
There are four types according to grade: one tael, five taels, ten taels and twenty taels of silver per set.
The four boxes are all engraved with: Made by the Prince of Xiang himself, the same model is used by the Queen.
It's just made of four materials: copper, silver, jade and gold.
The doorways of several shops that had been deserted yesterday were suddenly crowded with people watching the excitement.
At first, everyone looked at the price and muttered in their hearts: "It's so expensive."
But someone just threw the money on the counter: "Man, give me ten pieces of silver."
Guy: "Sorry, each person is limited to two. If you exceed three, the price will be doubled."
The man: "Jiajiajia, give it to me quickly."
The onlookers looked at it and said, "Damn, that's right. You can stock up and speculate."
Someone threw the silver directly in and said, "Give me ten coppers, and I'll pay more for it."
"I also want ten coppers."
Guy: "The copper ones are gone."
"Give me ten pieces of silver!!"
"I want twenty silver coins."
"There are no more silver ones."
"If there's anything else, give it to me."
"Don't be too crowded at the back. It's gone. We'll restock it tomorrow. Please hurry up early tomorrow."
The onlookers were cursing: "How come it's so fast? I only stood for half a stick of incense and it's gone."
"Go and have a look at his other stores."
As a result, all the shops in Zhubai in the city were sold out.
Zhu Bai's small workshop has been working overtime day and night.
There are also many businessmen from out of town asking: "Can I wholesale the Xiang Wang's special stationery?"
The guy said, "Yes, but you have to wait. You can make a decision first."
When one workshop couldn't handle the work, Zhu Bai bought three other workshops and worked overtime at the same time.
He told the craftsmen that although there were many orders, they could not be sloppy in any process and must strive for perfection and excellence.
Every day, Zhu Bai's shop is bustling with people, and money is thrown into the counter with a clanking sound.
