The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 111 Uncle Cao

At first, Han Qianluo saw that there were very few people going into the shop, so she thought that the business must be bad. Although she was very confident in the paper, she didn't see that it would cause people to loot it, so she was worried that no one would buy paper at all.

"It's not bad." Liu Linchu said with a smile, "Although the location is not very good, so there are few people who come in, but most of the people who come in buy it. I guess the news will spread in two days, but people just buy it." There will be more."

"If this is the case, will the batch of papers in hand be not enough?" Han Qianluo thought of this and said with some concern.

"Can't the pulp that was dried before be used?" Liu Linchu asked, he still didn't know much about this matter.

"It can be used, but it has not been bleached yet, and the paper will turn yellow and not white enough." Han Qianluo explained.

Liu Linchu hesitated for a moment and said, "Actually, I think that the fabrics are both good and bad. Xiaoluo can also make some better ones and some worse ones."

After being reminded like this, Han Qianluo also realized this point. Not everyone has money, and some people's families are more difficult, so they will naturally be willing to buy that kind of cheaper paper. In an instant, Han Qianluo had an idea in his heart. Paper made from tree bark, the worst kind of paper made from straw, and paper made from hemp in the middle.

There were not as many people in the market in the afternoon as in the morning, so naturally not many people came to buy such things as soy sauce. Han Qianluo sat in the shop and chatted with Liu Linchu.

After chatting for a while, Han Qianluo saw two young men walking in, wearing navy blue robes and crowns on their heads. It was obvious that these two were nobles, so he hurriedly greeted them: "Two young men What do you want to buy, son?"

"Did you sell something called paper here, show me?" one of the young men said arrogantly.

However, Han Qianluo doesn't mind this person's attitude, as long as he buys things, there is no problem with any attitude, so he took a piece of paper and handed it to the young man with a smile: "This is paper, whether it is used for writing or drawing. Painting is very convenient.”

The man took the piece of paper, looked at it over and over again, and said with some concern: "Is it really okay to use this for writing?"

"We have ink here, young master, you can try it." Han Qianluo pointed to the pen and ink on the counter and said, which she specially prepared for people to try writing.

The young man walked over and didn't write with a pen. The paper on it had already been written a lot by other people. The young man looked at it and didn't write any more. Instead, he asked directly, "Where is your paper?" How did you buy it?"

"One penny and one piece." Han Qianluo replied.

"I want a hundred chapters." The man said proudly, then turned to the man who came with him, "Aren't you going to buy it?"

The man who was asked thought about it and said, "I want a hundred too."

Two hundred sheets were sold at once. Han Qianluo was very happy. He quickly counted the sheets and handed them to the two men.After the two left, Han Qianluo said excitedly: "I didn't expect to sell 100 copies at once, that's [-] Wen, and I can earn more than [-] Wen."

"I will definitely earn more in the future." Liu Linchu said with a smile, obviously he was also very happy.

Han Qianluo frowned, and said with some concern: "From this point of view, the paper is really not enough, so I have to make some quickly."

While the two were talking, someone came in again, it was still a young man, Han Qianluo hurriedly stood up to greet the customers, the afternoon passed quickly, and when the sound of drums on the market floor was heard in the afternoon , it was time to close the market, Han Qianluo and the others hurriedly closed the shop door and went home.

As soon as Han Qianluo got home, she saw Sanwei running over excitedly, and said happily, "Sister San is back." While talking, she looked into her back basket to see if there was anything to eat in it, of course The result is definitely not.

"I didn't buy anything." Han Sanwei said disappointedly.

Han Qianluo smiled and cursed: "This is a foodie, how can I buy something and come back to eat every day." Then he went into the house, put the basket away, and then went to the kitchen to help make dinner, but the dinner was already made It's almost done and she doesn't need her help.

After dinner, what should the two children do, Han Qianluo took out the money from today's sale and poured it on the table, and began to count the money.

After counting, Han Qianluo could no longer restrain the excitement in his heart: "Brother, today I sold 120 Wen."

"It seems that this can really make money." Han Qingquan said happily.

Han Qianluo collected the money: "Brother, we have to make more quickly, use more straw and hemp, and use less bark." Then she told Han Qingquan her thoughts in detail, and Han Qingquan also agreed. Agree.

The next morning, Han Qianluo and Liu Linchu went to the shop. There were quite a few people buying paper today. To Han Qianluo's surprise, there were many more people buying and selling soy sauce and soybean oil. She was so busy all morning. Her feet didn't touch the ground, and Liu Linchu in the shop seemed very relaxed, but Han Qianluo also knew that despite her being so busy, she would be thankful if she could earn half of the money in the shop.

In the afternoon, there were many fewer people in the market. Han Qianluo still closed the stall at the door, went to work in the shop, and chatted with Liu Linchu by the way.

Seeing a middle-aged man walking in, Han Qianluo hurried up to greet him, and greeted with a smile: "What do you want to buy, we have pens, inks, papers and inkstones here."

"I..." The middle-aged man just said something, and then he seemed to see something, and he strode towards the counter very angry. Behind the counter was Liu Linchu.Han Qianluo didn't know what was going on with this person, so he guessed in his heart that he was here for trouble, so he hurriedly followed.

Liu Linchu, behind the counter, was originally drawing a picture, but when he saw someone approaching, he raised his head, and when he saw the middle-aged man clearly, he said in surprise, "Uncle Cao, why are you here?"

Obviously, Liu Linchu knew this middle-aged man, so Han Qianluo was relieved, but she still stood aside and looked at the two of them.

"I heard that there is a new shop here, and there is something called paper, so I came to have a look. I didn't expect it to be you. What's the matter with you?" Almost burst into flames.

Liu Linchu still smiled and said, "I just have nothing to do, so I came here to help Miss Han."

Only then did the middle-aged man turn his head around, looked at Han Qianluo, and then looked her up and down, his eyes were so sharp that she couldn't bear it.

"I have something to say to him, can this girl avoid it for a while?" The man called Uncle Cao said bluntly.

Since everyone else said that, Han Qianluo had no choice but to avoid it, but Liu Linchu stopped him: "No need, Xiaoluo knows everything. Uncle Cao, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Uncle Cao looked at Han Qianluo suspiciously, and in the end he didn't say anything, just sighed and said, "Talk about it, you don't want such a good seat, that's all, how can you talk to them like this?" Merchants are mixed together, you should know that we big men, scholars, farmers, businessmen, you..."

It was obvious that Uncle Cao was very angry, or that he hated iron for not being able to make steel. He didn't speak for a while, and Han Qianluo didn't dare to intervene. He just stood aside and listened quietly, while trying his best to reduce his sense of presence. , but she can probably guess a little about the identity of this man, and it is possible that he is the Prime Minister Cao Shen.

"Uncle Cao, you watched me grow up, and you know that seat was never the one I wanted to sit in. It was just a matter of no choice. Now there is nothing I can do to my mother, and her position is already gone. When I am stable, I want to live the life I want.”

"Okay, this matter has already become a settlement, let's not talk about it. Although this is not a palace, this is the capital after all, and there are not too few people who know you. For your safety, I will I think you should not stay in the city all day long in the future." Cao Shu said.

Liu Linchu obediently agreed: "I understand, Uncle Cao."

The middle-aged man still looked worried, thought for a while and said, "How about I ask the Queen Mother to give you a fief, and you'd better leave the capital."

"Uncle Cao, don't tell her, I don't want her to know." Liu Linchu said hastily.

"Anyway, she is also your mother, she will never harm you." Uncle Cao persuaded.

Liu Linchu looked at the street outside a little lonely, and said quietly: "Yeah, she really didn't mean to harm me, she just liked to impose her own thoughts on me, and never cared what I thought."

"Forget it, I'll think about it when I go back." Uncle Cao sighed and said, and then he remembered the reason for coming here, "I was talking to you, and I almost forgot what I was doing here. What is called paper is much more convenient than bamboo slips."

Liu Linchu took out a piece of paper and handed it to the man, saying, "This is paper."

Uncle Cao took the paper and exclaimed, "It's really light and thin, and it's easy to carry, but it's not easy to preserve, right?"

"It can be wrapped with a harder thing outside, so it will be easier to preserve." Han Qianluo said quickly.

"I'll buy thirty and try."

Han Qianluo quickly counted thirty pieces of paper and handed them to the man, but of course he didn't take his money.It wasn't until the man walked away that he couldn't even see his back, Han Qianluo asked in a low voice: "Brother Linchu, is he Prime Minister Cao Shen?"

"Xiaoluo, how do you know?" Liu Linchu looked at her in surprise and said.

(End of this chapter)