The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 188 Imitation

Han Qianluo continued: "Those achievements, those family properties, and those positions are all left to them by their ancestors, and have nothing to do with them. They just reincarnated well."

"Although that's what I said, it's really important to reincarnate well. Many people have struggled for a lifetime, but they can't get out of the shackles brought by their birth." Yu Wenxuan said disappointedly.

Han Qianluo knew that this was true, but this was not the time to admit that it made sense. She paused and said confidently: "As long as we work hard, we may succeed, but if we don't work hard, we will succeed." It will definitely not succeed. Moreover, it is not that we are less capable than them, but that they are luckier than us.”

"That's right, I didn't expect that I don't have a little girl who can see it through." Yu Wenxuan finally faded away from the ashamed expression on his face, returned to his usual look, and smiled cheerfully, "Actually, I I really didn't expect it to be this person."

"What's the matter with this fat man?" Seeing that he didn't seem to mind, Han Qianluo asked quickly.

Yu Wenxuan thought for a while, and said hesitantly: "Actually, I don't know the name of this person at all. He was just a slave who cleaned the study for a living, but he stole the calligraphy and paintings in the young master's study and took them out. to sell for money."

"Painting? What painting? Was that painted by Young Master Xu?" Han Qianluo asked.

"No, it's the calligraphy and painting of the predecessors. The young master thinks that this matter is not a big deal, and it doesn't matter, but I think that if he is just spared like this, it will encourage this trend, so I advocate that severe punishment must be imposed. The young master didn't object, so he whipped him." Yu Wenxuan continued to tell the story.

Han Qianluo felt that this incident really well confirmed the sentence: It is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain. It is such an insignificant villain who doesn't even know his name, but has caused such serious consequences. , of course for Yu Wenxuan.

This incident seemed to be over like this, and life in the next few days returned to normal, and the fat man did not appear again. Everything seemed to be very peaceful, and everyone was busy with the New Year.

This morning, Yu Wenxuan went to the city as usual to manage things in the shop, but he didn't come back until lunch time.Han Qianluo was a little anxious, thinking in his heart, it would be great if he had a phone.But she was very hungry, so she stopped waiting for him and started having lunch with Sanwei.

The two of them were eating lunch when Yu Wenxuan came back, his face was not very good, Han Qianluo quickly asked: "What's the matter, did something happen?"

"It's true that something happened. After I went to the city today, I found that there were many paper sellers in the market, and there were also soy sauce sellers." Yu Wenxuan said quickly.

Although Han Qianluo knew that there would be such a day before this, but when this day really came, she was stunned for a while before accepting it, and then said: "This is not a difficult thing, it is normal for others to learn of."

"Miss Han, do you think making paper is a very simple thing?" Yu Wenxuan said in surprise, and then said, "Indeed, compared with those sowing machines, it is indeed much simpler."

"Let's eat first, and we'll talk about other things after dinner," Han Qianluo said.

Yu Wenxuan sat on a chair and began to eat. When he ate, he paid attention to eating and sleeping, so he didn't say a word, and he had to wait until the meal was over to talk about the big things. He liked Han Qianluo and the others. People who talk while eating are completely different.

After eating, Yu Wenxuan put the dishes and chopsticks into the kitchen and washed them clean, then walked out and said, "Miss Han, I think this paper will not make as much money as before. Do you want to make less paper?"

"Then make less, and less soy sauce." Han Qianluo said indifferently, picked up a cotton seed and began to remove the cotton thread on it.

Yu Wenxuan also sat down, picked cotton and said, "However, didn't the imperial court promulgate a law called the Patent Law, should we go to the government to sue those who secretly learned the production method?"

"Will it be too troublesome?" Han Qianluo frowned slightly and said.

"This kind of thing shouldn't be troublesome, otherwise those people will become more and more rampant." Yu Wenxuan said.

Han Qianluo thought for a while, and said, "I'll go and have a look tomorrow and make a decision." After breakfast the next day, she went to the city to find out where there was a paper seller. It must be a shop that sells brushes, ink and inkstones, so I went to those shops first.

Han Qianluo randomly found a shop that had never bought paper from her before and walked in. There was only a young guy in the shop who didn't know Han Qianluo, so he greeted him warmly, "Girl, what are you going to buy?"

"Do you sell paper here?" Han Qianluo asked directly, without beating around the bush.

The man smiled after hearing this: "I'm really sorry, we don't sell this item here, girl, you can go to other shops to have a look."

"Since there isn't one, forget it." After speaking, Han Qianluo left.

Although this shop didn't have one, it didn't mean there were no others, so she found another pen and ink shop that she hadn't bought paper from before, and went in and asked, "Do you sell paper here?"

Originally, she was going to turn around and leave immediately after hearing the clerk say "no", but she didn't expect the clerk to say with a smile: "Girl, you really came to the right place. We not only sell paper here, but also sell paper more than other places." If it's cheaper, how much are you going to buy?"

"Take it out and show it to me. I'll decide how much to buy after I've seen it," Han Qianluo said.

The waiter carefully took out a stack of yellowed paper from behind the counter, and the paper was also very thin, not very good.

"How did you sell this?" Han Qianluo asked.

"This paper is the cheapest, three sheets for a penny, how much do you plan to buy?" the waiter said.

Han Qianluo thought, it is indeed cheaper than the ones in her store, she sells paper of about the same quality for one penny and two sheets, although the quality is a little bit better, but people always like cheap things .

She put down the paper in her hand calmly, then pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "Your paper doesn't look very good, it's not as good as the one I bought before."

"Girl, if you want to buy better paper, we also have it here, but it's a little more expensive. Wait a moment, and I'll show you." The waiter bent down and took out another stack of paper as he spoke.

Han Qianluo picked it up and looked at it. The quality was indeed better than the one just now, equivalent to the second grade of paper. She put down the paper and asked, "Then how did you buy this?"

"This one is a little more expensive. This one costs a penny." The waiter said with a smile.

Han Qianluo didn't want to ask any more questions after listening, so he bought two pieces of paper and left, then went on to find the next shop.

Afterwards, she found another shop that sold paper. Of course, it was not wholesale from her, and the price was cheaper, the same as the previous shop.

Although only two shops were found, this also made Han Qianluo feel a little bad, so he planned to go back. Unexpectedly, just as he walked to the entrance of the market, he suddenly found a peddler selling paper, casually sitting on the side of the road. A stall was set up with a pile of papers on it.

Han Qianluo hurried over to see what was going on, and ignored the warm greeting from the peddler. After seeing it, she felt a little relieved. This peddler only sold the worst kind of paper, and not only Not just yellowish, but tan.

Although Han Qianluo didn't speak, the peddler was still chattering and introducing: "Girl, this thing is called paper, buy some back, it's very cheap, five sheets for a penny."

"What can this be used for?" Han Qianluo asked. In fact, she was more like saying that this color can't be used for writing and painting, so what's the use of buying it?

The peddler immediately replied: "This can be used to wrap things when you buy it back. It can save a lot of fabric. Of course, there are many other uses. I just give an example."

"I'm just asking casually, I won't buy it." Han Qianluo shook his head and left.

When she got home, she found that Yu Wenxuan hadn't come back, so she suppressed her anxiety and waited while picking cotton. She could calm down before asking about it herself, and now she became a little anxious.

After a while, Yu Wenxuan came back, said hello, and went to work in the yard next door. Han Qianluo also quickly put down the cotton seeds in his hand and followed.

"Miss Han, what do you think after going to see it today?" Yu Wenxuan asked.

Han Qianluo shook his head, and said worriedly: "I went to inquire about it. Although the things are a little worse, but this little bit is irrelevant. The most important thing is that they are a little bit worse in appearance, but they are all sold cheaper. , I am very worried now."

"Then Miss Han, what are you going to do?" Yu Wenxuan asked.

"How about we lower the price too?" Han Qianluo suggested, she has no talent in these things at all, and she doesn't know how to solve them.

After hearing this, Yu Wenxuan shook his head and said: "This is not a long-term solution. You drop a little, he drops a little more, and then you drop a little more. In the end, there is no money to make at all."

Han Qianluo thought that with such a law, those people would not imitate it, but the fact is not what she thought.She was a little upset: "Then I can only sue the officials?"

"It's okay to sue the official, but I went to the official to test the tone today and found that this matter may not be easy." Yu Wenxuan said with a frown.

(End of this chapter)