Zero...zero shit...
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zero?
She is one.
Iron one.
Can I carry a fire extinguisher to a gay bar to put out a fire?
Xianjin scratched his face and asked helplessly, "Does Master Chen Wu know how to fish for paper?"
Zhao Dezheng paused, and shouted with a red face and thick neck, "Don't compare yourself with the inferior ones! The fifth master can also fish out a decent white paper again!"
Although at least half of the cuts were not up to standard.
The definition of unqualified rice paper is very clear. Shine it under the sun to see whether the light passing through every inch of the paper is consistent, and whether it feels tough and durable.
But...at least I know how to do it!
Master Chen Wu grew up in a shed where people washed, steamed and pounded skins. Even if he wasn't proficient at it, he did know how to do it!
Xianjin nodded, "What I mean is, as long as I can fish out good white paper, I can do whatever I say here. What I say is what you do. Manager Zhao, follow my instructions. Is that right?"
Manager Zhao glanced hesitantly at Li Sanshun behind Xianjin.
Li Sanshun silently looked away.
Manager Zhao looked desperately at Master Gao, a man he was not very familiar with but had heard of.
Master Gao was holding the bamboo curtain pole specially made by Chen Ji, and while he was giggling as a cover, his mind was working fast to steal the skills from the master - what does the struggle of your Chen family have to do with Xiaocao Village downstream of his supply chain! You must be kidding, the papermaking skills of each household are confidential. He was finally brought into Chen Ji's workshop, how could he return with nothing in his mind!
Manager Zhao pursed his lips, not receiving any useful information, and could only follow Xianjin's words and climb up, "Yes! If you want to be my boss, Zhao Dezheng, you must have the ability! Otherwise, it won't be difficult for me, Zhao Dezheng, to change my boss!"
He remembered something and said hurriedly, "But, you have to be quick! If you go and study for three to five years and then come back to tell me, I won't have time to wait for you."
Xianjin nodded in understanding, "In less than three to five years, ten days later, you come to the Jixi workshop and I'll go there. I'll be in charge of making the four-foot-long scroll. Is that okay?"
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