The weak scholar in the end of ancient times

Chapter 109 Good guy

With goals and ambitions, and a plan in place, efficiency is extremely high.

Zhao Han listened to Wen Gu's advice, patiently rested at home for a night to recuperate, and secretly plotted with Zhao Er Taiye at home.

The next day, Zhao Han, full of energy, began to assemble a team.

During this period, Zhao Han stayed at home to catch up on work and was unable to go out and build relationships with his friends. However, his friends had clearly not forgotten him and would stop by to visit him when they passed by while playing outside.

Sometimes they would use the snow to build animals, or other shapes that were hard to discern. The young boys had their own secret way of communicating.

Soon, encouraged by Zhao Han, these children took on new responsibilities.

Of course, when other family members found out, some gossiped and made sarcastic remarks. But in Chaohuifang, Second Master Zhao was of a high generation and had worked hard for the Zhao family. He had the confidence and was not afraid of what others said. He would talk back to anyone who said anything!
Second Master Zhao was adamant, his mind solely focused on Zhao Han's future, and he would not allow anyone to interfere.

These little brats! You don't have to participate, but you can't stand in my grandson's way!

a few days later.

A certain house in Chaohuifang.

A ten-year-old child was bent over the table, drawing intently, each stroke careful and meticulous.

The house was very quiet. The elders in the family held sinecure positions. Although they didn't have many duties, even if they were just tools, they were still in the government office, not at home.

The servants dared not make any loud noise while they were working.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open with a bang, and a young man strode into the room. His face was covered in obvious bruises, as if he had been injured in a fall. He was cursing and complaining that so-and-so from the Shen family had ambushed him again, and that so-and-so was a scoundrel.

Today, the energetic young people from the Zhao and Shen families got into another fight over a small argument.

This happens frequently and is not surprising.

However, after entering the house, he saw his younger brother drawing and immediately stopped making noise and walked quietly.

The child at the table looked up and saw the injury on his brother's face, his expression conflicted.

The young man chuckled and walked over to ask, "What's up?"

The child hesitated and said, "Big brother, your relationship with the Shen family is so bad, should I..."

The young man interrupted, "What business is it of yours if we fight with the Shen family? Don't overthink it!"

As he spoke, he glanced at the drawing on the paper and said, "Still drawing rocks?"

The child said, "The stone I drew best meets Zhao Han's requirements, and my current task is only to draw stones."

The young man laughed and said, "Your painting skills are so bad that you actually managed to get ahead?"

The child's chubby cheeks puffed up in anger as he defended himself: "It can't be too detailed! It can't be too rough either! Anyway, mine is just right!"

The young man looked at the drawing paper on the table: "Really? That's all?"

The child affirmed, "It really is!"

The young man quickly ran to the window, looked around to make sure no one was outside, then darted back and whispered:
"I heard that after Zhao Han finishes his painting, Wen Gu will take him to the young master to ask for credit?"

The child replied, "That's what Zhao Han said."

The young man lowered his eyes, touching the new scar on his chin, lost in thought.

After a moment, he looked at the drawing papers on the table and picked up a pen.

"I'll help you, bro!"

Although the Zhao family of the North had been in a slump for a long time, their ambition to turn things around never faded. Knowing that the court valued literature over military affairs, they never stopped cultivating the literary talents of the younger generation of the family.

Most members of the family were of average talent, but they had all learned something. These two brothers learned calligraphy and painting from the same teacher, and their painting skills were inherited from the same lineage.

Zhao Han's drawing requirements seemed to be simplified, but once you actually started drawing, you'd find there were other techniques involved that not everyone could master. However, it wasn't too difficult for them.

Young people first practice by copying on a piece of paper, and only when their drawings are close enough do they begin to draw formally.

The drawing paper only contains stones. When Zhao Han needs a particular stone, she can cut it out and paste it onto the paper of the sketchbook, assembling it with other materials to create a story picture.

The young man quickly drew several pictures, then couldn't help but ask, "Will this patched-up work?"

The child said, "I don't know, that's what Zhao Han said anyway."

With his older brother's help, the child completed the most tasks that day, and the drawing paper delivered the next day was also the thickest.

The other friends, not to be outdone, secretly investigated and exclaimed, "Wow! You actually hired outside help!"
If you treat, I'll treat too!
Grandparents, parents, siblings, cousins, relatives near and far—if there are any suitable ones, we'll bring them over to help!

Then, one leads ten, and ten promote a hundred...

Of course, most of the helpers did it in secret. After all, on the surface, they still aligned themselves with Zhao Mu and Zhao Kun and would never collude with the Shen family!

This is also the scenario that was anticipated during the review.

Behind every child and teenager, there are relatives and friends who will help them and lend a hand when needed. And when they see the benefits later, their motivation will only increase!
With more support staff, the completion rate of the catalog skyrocketed.

Zhao Han was only responsible for the core part, and the other work was delegated. The results were obvious and the progress was rapid. The first volume was completed in just a few days!
Wen Gu flipped through the original manuscript in the album and found that apart from a few minor revisions, there were no other problems.

After settling things over, Wen Gu immediately had Zhao Han take the sketchbook and go to the Zhao residence to find Young Master Zhao. Young Master Zhao had always kept the sketchbook in mind, and even if he forgot, Wen Gu would remind him from time to time.

Having finally received the finished product, Young Master Zhao felt it was better than he had expected.

While it may not conform to sophisticated aesthetics, it is indeed, as Wen Gu said, very suitable for circulation. Regardless of social class, cultural background, or whether one has attended school, people can immediately understand the meaning conveyed by the content of the picture book.

This picture book is not just about the stories on the surface; it is also about popularizing epidemic prevention knowledge, raising everyone's mental state, and reminding us that we cannot give up in the face of evil monsters; we must have the courage to fight!
Compared to Zhao Han's awkwardness, Wen Gu was much more relaxed in front of his cousin, briefly recounting Zhao Han's hard work during this period and the people who had helped him behind the scenes.

Young Master Zhao flipped through the comic book.

The beginning of the booklet was fine, but from the middle onwards it looked like it was patched up piece by piece, but fortunately it didn't affect the overall content.

Young Master Zhao looked at it and his brows relaxed.

If these were the works of his own scholars, he would certainly be dissatisfied with the final product. But most of those who completed these tasks were teenagers in their early teens, and according to what Wen Gu just said, there were even children under ten years old involved!
That would be more than just satisfaction, it would be gratification!

Not everyone in our Zhao family is a burden!

There are still plenty of usable materials!

"Excellent, very well done!"

Young Master Zhao praised Zhao Han without reservation.

Zhao Han's face flushed with excitement, and she was at a loss for words. The long-awaited sense of recognition! An indescribable sense of accomplishment!
He had absolutely no idea what to say, he just kept grinning like an idiot.

Young Master Zhao also noticed that every page of the album was printed with the words "Xinzhou Jingqing Bookstore".

I'm even more satisfied!

This will help Xinzhou gain fame!
"The bookstore is already up and running?" Young Master Zhao asked.

Zhao Han couldn't answer that question and looked at Wen Gu.

"Not yet, it's still in the planning stages," Wen Gu said.

Whether the bookstore can be built or not depends on whether Young Master Zhao approves it; there's no need to worry about the other aspects.

"How many copies can be published within half a month?" Young Master Zhao asked again.

"We need to try it out first. We've made some improvements in printing technology, but we still lack experienced craftsmen," Wen Gu replied.

“We’ll borrow a few of the artisans from the Xinzhou Times.”

"That's great, I'll have someone make an estimate as soon as possible."

Young Master Zhao told them to find the scholar in charge of printing.

Wen Gu left Zhao Han to handle this work himself; he didn't go with her, but instead gave her an encouraging look: You can do it!
Zhao Han, who was initially a little timid, took a deep breath: I can do it!
Wen Gu had already told him how to do it, and as long as he followed the plan, there wouldn't be any major problems.

After mentally preparing herself, Zhao Han felt a surge of heat in her chest and was filled with fighting spirit.

You've been appreciated!

He's been entrusted with an important task!

Whoosh, take off!

Watching Zhao Han leave with confidence, Wen Gu was not worried.

Zhao Han is young and may not be able to handle this matter on his own, but he is not alone! He has a whole organization behind him!

Seemingly sensing Wen Gu's gaze, Zhao Han turned around and looked at him.

Wen Gu smiled and nodded at him, his expression sincere, as if encouraging him once again.

Zhao Han was deeply moved, thinking to herself: "Director Wen is such a good person!"

Wen Gu was very satisfied, thinking to himself: I've sent out a few more tasks!

After leaving Young Master Zhao's place, Wen Gu originally planned to go straight back, but at this moment, Chang Shun quickly came over and whispered a few words to him.

My aunt, Madam Shen, just sent a message saying that someone has put pressure on Madam Xiao, my cousin's wife—

A certain family has taken a liking to Wen Gu and hopes that Mrs. Xiao can act as a go-between, helping to make it happen and hopefully leading to a happy marriage.

Madam Xiao may not be willing to get involved in Wen Gu's affairs, but out of consideration for personal relationships, she might still find an excuse to speak up when Wen Gu comes to the Zhao residence.

My aunt sent someone over specifically to remind Wen Gu that if he wanted to avoid this trouble, he should leave as soon as he finished talking to her!
Make sure you don't get stopped on the way out of the mansion!
I revisit the past and ponder it deeply.

My aunt probably didn't like the family that invited my cousin's wife, which is why she wanted him to avoid them.

But, my cousin's wife...

Instead of leaving quickly, Wen Gu naturally slowed down his pace.

I'm afraid if I walk too fast, my cousin's wife won't be able to catch me.

(End of this chapter)