My Brother is a Big Shot

The house that Song Chi rented was a one-step yard. It wasn't big, but it had all the internal organs. There are three main rooms, a living room in the center and two bedrooms on the left and right.

In addition, there are two east and west wing rooms, and the east wing is the kitchen. The west wing is a warehouse.

Song Chi and his wife lived in the east bedroom, and Yan Shu lived with them when she was young. Yan Qing lived in the west, and the bedroom also doubled as a study.

"This house is good. Although it's a little small, we live in a courtyard by ourselves, and it's cleaner than our hometown. The courtyard is covered with bluestone, so you don't have to step on mud when it rains."

The more Miao Guihua looked, the more satisfied she became. In other words, what she is satisfied with is not the house, but that she can be the master of the house herself, and she has also traveled from the countryside to the county seat.

There are a lot of things that need to be purchased when moving to a new house. Although they have brought all the things of their four bedrooms, there are still many things to buy.

At least there must be pots and pans, right?

Before, the whole family used to eat together, using a pot, and after they were separated from the house, they had to buy it themselves.

There are also tables, chairs and benches, which also have to be purchased, but Song Chi himself is a carpenter, so he can save a fortune on these things, just buy some wood and do it himself.

After three days of work inside and out, I finally settled in my new home.

Miao Osmanthus bought a little pork extravagantly and made two meat dishes to celebrate.

Fat and thin pork, fried oily, fragrant. Although each dish is less meat and more dishes, it is already an extremely luxurious delicacy for them who rarely see meat and fish.

Coupled with the freshly baked miscellaneous grain pancakes, the family of four is extremely satisfied.

After the meal, Song Chi rubbed his hair-stretched belly and sighed, "I live comfortably by myself, I don't need to share a little meat with a big family, and it depends on my mother's face. After a hard day's work, I still have no luck. That little girl has a lot of meat!"

"Who said it wasn't? But we can only eat the toothbrush once in a while, and we'll have to save it in the future. This money is too unnecessary to spend. It's only been a few days, and the thirty-six taels have already been spent. Half!" Miao Guihua said very painfully.

Fortunately, the ginseng dug by Yan Qing sold for two hundred and sixty taels. With this huge sum of money, she was still a little at a loss.

"Isn't this just the beginning? There are a lot of things to buy. After buying all of them, I will spend less in the future." Song Chi said.

"That's true. By the way, Master Zhuzi, how are you inquiring? Zhuzi is eight years old, and the big family starts enlightenment at the age of three. Let's send him to enlightenment earlier." Miao Guihua said.

"I have already inquired about it. There is a scholar named Huang who is two blocks away from us. He is too old and does not plan to continue the exam, so he opened a private school at home. Old-fashioned and serious."

"Seriously, don't be afraid, as long as you have good knowledge."

Miao Guihua immediately decided to let Yan Qing go to this private school of Huang Xiucai to study.

And very quickly, the next day, the six ceremony bundles were prepared, and Song Chi took Yan Qing to apprentice.

Huang Xiucai's name is Huang Qinghui, a thin old man. As the rumors say, his face is old-fashioned and serious, and he is unsmiling.

If it were a normal eight-year-old child, maybe he would be scared to cry by his black face.

But Yan Qing is not a child after all, so he answered Huang Qinghui's questions one by one without being humble or arrogant.

A glimmer of satisfaction flashed in Huang Xiucai's eyes, he stroked his beard and looked at Song Chi, "I accept this child. From now on, I will come here every day and go back every day, and take a day off every ten days."

Song Chi hurriedly bowed his hands and bowed, "Thank you sir, then my family Zhu, no, it's my family Yan Qing, I will ask you to sir."

"Good talk, good talk."

Then Yan Qing became a student in a private school.

After all, he is not a child, and he has lived so many lifetimes in ancient times. Although the dynasties are different, the imperial examinations are all the same. Therefore, you only need to pay attention to some historical allusions and famous deeds so as not to confuse them.

He has been deliberately low-key, not showing too much intelligence, but still stands out from a group of real children.

Huang Xiucai was pleasantly surprised, thinking that he had found a child prodigy and held him very highly. This made my classmates very envious and jealous.

However, Yan Qing did not have any sense of accomplishment, only felt a sense of shame for bullying children.

"The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is prehistoric. The sun and the moon are shining, and the stars are standing. The cold is coming and the summer is coming, and the autumn is harvested and the winter is hidden..."

In the room, Yan Qing taught Yan Shu how to read word by word.

Since Yan Qing went to school, Yan Shu has been very curious about her brother's behavior of coming back to endorse every day. When Yan Qing was on her back, she was shaking her head beside her and reciting.

Although it is a blind reading, it still looks like that.

So Yan Qing moved her mind and began to teach her to read.

"The word Niantian is the sky above our heads, and the ground is the ground under our feet..."

"Heaven and Earth, I remembered my brother!" Yan Shu clapped her hands and smiled happily.

Seeing that she was interested, Yan Qing went on to teach, "The sun means the sun, and the moon means the moon you see at night..."

Two people teach one and one learns, and the attitude is very serious.

Miao Guihua saw it and said quickly, "Little Shu, don't delay your brother's study."

After Yan Qing entered school, she finally found a chance to name her sister, and asked her parents to call her Xiaoshu in the future, not Siya anymore.

Xiaoshu sounded much better than Si Ya, so Miao Guihua and his wife agreed. He also said that Yan Qing is learned, and the name is so nice.

"Mother, brother is teaching me to read!"

"Girls know how to read. Why don't you learn to cook with your mother and become a female celebrity? Yan Qing, don't follow her and read your book."

Miao Guihua and Song Chi were overjoyed after knowing that Yan Qing was very talented in reading a subject, and at the same time they paid more attention to his study. He was not allowed to do any work at all, for fear that it would affect his studies.

"Mother, I'm reviewing. My husband said that when you teach others, it's like a thorough review, and you can find your own shortcomings. If you can teach others what you have learned, you will definitely remember it. Firmer and more thorough understanding." Yan Qing explained.

Anyway, he has to hide his clumsiness, so he can't go to take the exam this year. He is also idle when he is idle, and it is also good to teach Xiaoshu.

Miao Guihua was suspicious, "Then why didn't you see Yan Chang reviewing like this?"

"Everyone's learning method is different. After I explained it to my sister, I remembered it very firmly." Yan Qing said innocently.

Miao Guihua believed, "That's fine, you all study hard, Xiaoshu, don't make trouble for your brother."

Yan Shu frowned and nodded her head vigorously, "Mother, I know, I will definitely not cause trouble for my brother!"

Miao Guihua was amused by her serious little grown-up appearance, "You are weird, come over to eat first, and then learn from your brother after eating."

Miao Guihua and Song Chi only have one son and one daughter. Although they value Yan Qing more, they are also very precious to Yan Shu, unlike Song Li, who is serious about sons and daughters.

"I'm thinking about finding another job to do. It's been half a month since the Wang family's work was done." During the meal, Song Chi talked about his work.

Since he came to the county seat, he has also received a few woodworking jobs, but they are all small jobs that can be done in a day or two. The wages are not high, I can earn 10 to 20 cents a day. At the beginning, because of the hand-made, the work was not very decent, and I didn't even get paid.

So during this period of time, most of them are living on their own and have no income yet.

"I heard today that Piaoxianglou is going to hire a guy, why don't you go and have a look tomorrow?"

"It's okay, it's good to work in a restaurant, maybe you can occasionally bring some leftovers back for a toothbrush."

Yan Qing listened to their discussion and felt that the time was almost right, it was time to put his money-making plan on the agenda.

The reason why he didn't give his parents advice at the very beginning was because he was a rural child, and he couldn't possibly know these things, and he couldn't be too outrageous in front of his parents who got along day and night. Now that he has been in school for half a year, the time is almost up.

Yan Qing has many ideas for making money. But he not only wanted to make money, but also wanted to cut off the way for the heroine in Hu's original work to make a fortune.

In the original work, Song Fubao's splendid road is almost the same as that of most crossing women's fortunes, mainly soap, glass, perfume, hot pot, food...

Dafang followed the path of becoming an official through the imperial examinations, while the children of the second room could not study well, so they embarked on the road of business. All their business is directed by Fu Bao behind the scenes, of course, she also gets the most of the money they make.

From the big room to the second room, these people seem to have bowed their heads, and they are loyal to her.

These people are not so much her relatives as they are her loyal servants. The big house rose step by step, giving her a higher status; the second house built a business empire and earned her wealth.

And she was finally named the county lord because she dedicated a technology - printing.

Yes, in this dynasty where imperial examinations were popular, there was no printing technique!

This is actually unscientific, because according to normal circumstances, the emergence of imperial examinations will cause a sharp increase in the number of scholars in the world, and the demand for books will also increase sharply, so printing will emerge as the times require.

There will always be people who think copying books is too tiring and come up with tricks. Therefore, in this world, the imperial examinations have appeared for four or five hundred years, and printing has not yet appeared. This is inconceivable in Yan Qing's view.

However, in the world of novels, there is such a possibility. Because the author has the final say in the novel, in order to add a golden finger to the heroine, it is not surprising that there is no printing technique.

Yan Qing thought, since you want to cut the Hu, then cut the biggest one. Just get the typography out ahead of time. It happens that this is related to his reading. It can be explained that he figured it out when he copied the book, and it is not abrupt.

So, after eating, Yan Qing found a smooth wooden board and pasted a piece of paper with thousands of characters on it. He deliberately chose a piece of tissue paper, and the handwriting can also be seen from the back.

"Father, please help me engrave these words. Engrave them in embossed characters."

Song Chi was illiterate, but he was a good carver.

When he first learned woodworking, he didn't like to do those heavy and tiring jobs, and was always lazy and rushing to do the work of carving. Because in his opinion this is the easiest.

Maybe he is more talented in this area, so the first-hand carving is very good.

This is also one of the reasons why Yan Qing intends to do typography—professional counterparts.

Song Chi asked curiously, "Why are you carving this?"

Yan Qing explained to him the principle of engraving and printing. Song Chi didn't understand it too well, but he understood one sentence. After carving, he could print the book and sell it for money.

It's okay to be idle anyway, so he agreed immediately, "Okay, I'll engrave it for you."

At this moment, it took half a month to carve the entire "Thousand-Character Text".

Because Yan Qing's requirements are relatively high, the strokes can't be wrong at all.

"But I'm exhausted to death, and I won't do this in the future."

There were twenty pages in total, and after the last page was engraved, Song Chi threw his things and collapsed on the bed.

He was not a diligent person, if it wasn't for his son's request, he would definitely not be able to persevere.

But when Yan Qing brushed ink on the engraving block, covered it with paper, and printed the first book, Song Chi jumped off the bed at once.

"This, this is the end?!"

Is it so easy to print a book? The son brushes ink, covers the paper for rubbing, and after finishing, the daughter-in-law sews it with needles and threads, and a book is formed.

"A thousand-word bookstore sells 850 texts, and they also accept hand-copied books. When they receive it, it is 700 texts. Mom and Dad, how many copies can you print a day at this speed?" Yan Qing asked with a smile.

Song Chi and his wife were stunned!

Not to mention printing a few copies, even if you only print one copy a day, you can earn 21 taels a month!

This is the money their whole family couldn't save for a year in the past!