Chapter 101 People are more popular than dead people
Tang Shijin did not feel ashamed at all: "Being lazy changes the world, do you understand? If the farmers didn't want to be lazy, they wouldn't have invented the rice plow; if the literati didn't want to be lazy, you would still use pieces of bamboo to write books!"
"That's right," Yan Baiwei said with a smile: "You are also a genius when it comes to telling fallacious truths."
Zheng Qingyuan smiled helplessly: "Even so, you can just draw it yourself. Why bother to go out of your way to print this? It only costs so much money for the mold."
"That won't work," Tang Shijin said: "If the painting is crooked and unsightly, the mold will not be wasted. You can print some and sell them to your place."
Zheng Qingyuan responded with a smile, took out the pen refills again, and asked the craftsman to try wrapping two of them.
Tang Shijin looked at it and saw that the pen was only three and a half inches long, which was just right. The core must be thicker than those of later generations. It was about as thick as the plastic tube of a ballpoint pen refill, but it was okay. If it was too thin, it would break easily.
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She took out a piece of paper and wrote two words.
I don’t know how they adjusted the blank. It’s not as hard as the ink ingot. It feels quite smooth and the color is quite vivid, so I said: “It’s pretty good.”
She said to him: "This paper cannot be wrapped. Didn't I tell you that you have to put a thread in the paper, and then cut a dotted line out of the paper. When the time comes, pull the thread and the paper will become
You can turn it in a circle and tear it down, and it will be neat without using a knife. The tip of the pen is pointed, which is convenient for writing. As you do now, it will be uneven when you tear it off, which is not beautiful and inconvenient."
She explained it to him carefully, and Zheng Qingyuan nodded repeatedly. The two even cut out some paper and tried to wrap it together. Zheng Qingyuan quickly understood what she meant.
Yan Baiwei came over to take the pen and wrote two words, using the gesture of holding a brush. Tang Shijin grabbed his hand and corrected him: "Don't hold it like this, it won't work hard. If you hold it like this, it will be easier."
Already?"
Yan Baiwei tried it: "Not bad."
Tang Shijin, who successfully turned him around, nodded with satisfaction, feeling secretly happy that he had crushed the top student.
Then Zheng Qingyuan said: "What would you call this kind of pen?"
Tang Shijin said: "It's called a portable pen! You can also make some pocket notebooks about two or three inches in size. When the time comes, put the two together and jot down anything you encounter. People who do business, people in charge of big families, etc.
It will definitely come in handy.”
Zheng Qingyuan nodded: "Yes."
He thought about it for a while: "Pen, pen, you can..." He stood up directly: "Then I will go back and try it out first, and then show it to you when it is done, and we can sign the deed by the way."
"Wait a minute!" Tang Shijin ran in and called Tao Chengqi: "Peach Blossom Fairy, how about you help me write a 'Pen'?"
It's okay, Little Peach Blossom, but it's okay, Peach Blossom Fairy.
Tao Chengqi sighed and sat up.
Yes, usually he would lie directly on the bed to teach Brother Lei. He got up at this time, and then Tang Shijin was tossing the ink, and Tao Chengqi said: "Wait, since it is for this sum, I should use this
Pen to write."
He actually took the pen, tried it, and said, "I want to get familiar with it, and I'll give it to you tomorrow."
Tang Shijin said: "If we want to postpone it until tomorrow, we will need an advertising slogan!"
Tao Chengqi said: "How about braised pork tonight?"
Tang Shijin said: "Deal!"
The two high-fived.
Zheng Qingyuan, who had been watching: "..."
The legendary peach blossom boy who turned into a human being!
The most amazing and talented peach blossom boy in the world!
Scholars go to great lengths to see the peach blossom boy!
When I go to her place, if I want to write about Wuxiangzhai, I will write Wuxiangzhai; if I want to write about a portable pen, I will write it as a portable pen... Oh! Comparing people to each other is so annoying!
He got up and said goodbye knowingly.
Tang Shijin went to Yang Pengxiao and asked him to paste this paper on the wall and just click on it.
Then she asked: "At the food court, the workers have almost made reservations?"
"It's almost done," Yang Pengxiao said: "A lot of people have come to ask for help these days. Most of them are called Fifteen. Eighteen has learned to deal with it. Now the temporary reservations are for 20 people, six mincers and ingredients.
, two-person filling...then you will teach me in person?"
"Well," Tang Shijin looked at the list and said, "I'll teach it myself, and the weight must be accurate later. I can't make a mistake. This is the second one. The blouse I ordered will also arrive by then.
, the headscarf should be wrapped, the mask should be put on, the fingernails should be cut cleanly, and the hands should be washed with bath beans. I should have those bad habits, such as coughing, sneezing and spitting into the meat vat, or going to the toilet.
Don't wash your hands after passing the latrine...just get out of here once you find someone, no need to show any kindness, I'll make this clear right from the start."
The apron has the word "skirt" in it, which may make men repulse it. It happened that the apron she ordered had sleeves, like a baby's smock, so she just called it a smock.
This wasn't the first time she said this. Yang Pengxiao nodded repeatedly. He didn't know where her skills came from, but it did sound like that.
The two of them talked casually and went to look at the food court before returning. Tang Shijin walked halfway and saw He Ganlin's grandsons He Mulian and He Mulan, and his great-grandson He Baimu standing on the street.
As soon as he saw her coming, he greeted her and said, "Miss Tang."
Tang Shijin stopped and said with a smile, "Is something wrong?"
He Mulian said: "We are not thinking about a job in the restaurant, we are looking for one..."
Tang Shijin said with a strange look on his face: "I just looked at the list, and Mu Lan is at the top?"
"Yes!" He Mulian said with a smile: "No, as the old saying goes, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite. Mulan and I are brothers, not the same father. Strictly speaking, they are considered two families. You see
Can you be accommodating, let’s go together as a family..."
Tang Shijin said: "Brother Pengxiao is in charge of recruiting workers. Besides, there are so many families in the village, and there are even a large family that doesn't have one person. When you talk about a small family, what will those people do?"
He Mulian said: "How can our relationship be the same as that of those people? How can we not take care of our own people in our own business?"
Tang Shijin said: "I don't understand what Brother He said. We are all from the same village. Aren't we all on good terms?"
He Mulian was stunned.
In fact, He Ganlin's family is considered very respected in the village, but if interests are really involved, everyone is not polite when talking to them.
Then someone said: "That's right! What's the relationship between you two? Even the marriage has been broken up!"
"Last time when we were making bamboo, Jin girl took good care of you, but in the end you were not grateful, and you got used to it?"
"That's right! I don't see you taking care of Jin Yatou at all. You don't even say a kind word when something happens. When it's time to ask for help, you talk about relatives. This is a bit shameless."
The three members of the He family blushed and walked away.
As soon as he got home, he complained that Tang Shijin was unkind.
Then He Ganlin asked them: "If I go to Jin'er, I can still get this job. Do you think I should go?"
The three of them thought at that time that they should go! Aren’t those who don’t go fools? They don’t even earn any money?