Liang Mo became even more confused, and then he stood up and walked towards Yin Yin. Yin Yin heard Liang Mo's footsteps and went straight into a blind corner.
Yue Nu was sleeping on the flower table in the corner. She was knocked to the ground by her crutch. She cried out twice in dissatisfaction and ran towards Xu Jiang.
Xu Jiang touched it twice and put it in his arms.
Liang Mo stood behind Yin Yin, leaned over and asked, "Yin Yin, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Seeing she couldn't dodge, Yin Yin simply turned around and glared at him fiercely, "Ask, ask, ask, what are you asking? What's so good about it!"
Liang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then he was dumbfounded again when he saw her face clearly, "Why is your mouth..."
Yin Yin held back her tears. If he dared to ask, she would cry.
Seeing her like this, Liang Mo's heart tightened, and he quickly changed his words: "Don't cry, does this... hurt?"
Seeing that he didn't make fun of her, Yinyin felt better. But when he asked her with such concern, she felt aggrieved again and tears fell.
Liang Mo immediately panicked, "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll go find a doctor for you."
"Pfft!" Xu Jiang laughed so hard that she spit out tea. This guy was really talking about something that was irrelevant.
Yinyin really cried even harder.
The girl became more and more demanding and blamed Liang Mo alone.
Xu Jiang calmed down and cleared her throat, saying, "If you cry again, your eyes will swell up like your mouth."
Upon hearing this, Yin Yin fell silent, then glared at Liang Mo and Xu Jiang, and ran to the backyard angrily.
Liang Mo chased after her for two steps. Seeing that Xu Jiang was not nervous, he knew that Yin Yin was fine. However, his heart was racing, and he could not control his mouth. "Boss, what happened to Yin Yin?"
Xu Jiang was about to speak when Yin Yin poked her head out of the small door and said, "Don't say that!"
The two were startled. Seeing Yin Yin staring at him with a mixture of anger and pleading, Xu Jiang raised her hand and promised, "Okay, okay, I won't tell."
Seeing that Yinyin still didn't put it down, he picked up the account book and waved it, saying, "Let's check the accounts." Then he assigned Yinyin a task, "If you don't want to come out, help me clean up the bedroom, okay?"
"Clean up the bedroom?" Yin Yin was stunned. "Sister Xu isn't going back to live in the mansion?"
"Stupid girl." Xu Jiang scolded with a smile, then waved her hand and said, "Go quickly, don't disrupt our reconciliation."
"Oh." Seeing that she was really arguing with Liang Mo, Yin Yin retreated to the backyard and fetched water to clean Xu Jiang's bedroom.
Halfway through wiping, he suddenly realized something and slapped his head, "Stupid! A bride can't live in her husband's house before getting married!"
Immediately, all his worries disappeared. He not only cleaned Xu Jiang's bedroom, but also the carving room, kitchen, backyard, and even the donkey shed, dog kennel, and goose cage.
After Liang Mo and Xu Jiang handed in the accounts, they also made a list of the next tasks to be done in the bookstore. In fact, there were not many tasks. In addition to reprinting out-of-stock books, they also had to screen the poems and essays submitted to the bookstore, and publish an orchid album for Mr. Wen.
"Brother Hu's plate is almost finished. It will be ready for engraving in two days."
"Well, the Imperial College hasn't assigned any work in the past two months?"
"No."
I guess Master Lin gave her a heads-up and knew she was not there, so he didn't assign her any work.
Xu Jiang thought for a moment and said, "Later, take some gifts to the Imperial College and give them to Song Xuelu and the other officials I frequently visit. Tell them they are special local specialties I brought back. Let them try them and let them know I'm back."
Since she was back, it would be best for her to go and say hello so that Song Siye would know she was back and could assign her work. Otherwise, she would feel uneasy just occupying the title of an official engraving studio but doing nothing.
Liang Mo knew his intention and responded, "Okay, I'll go in a while."
"How is the sales of 'Tracing the Origins of Cultural Heritage' in Beijing?"
"Official editions are hard to come by, and now many copies and imitations are available on the market."
A manuscript is a handwritten copy. Many people who could not buy the official version would ask famous calligraphers to copy it for them, or students who could not afford it would borrow it to copy for study. This was allowed by the court.
A copy is a book that has a similar name, is polished by someone else, claimed as its own, and reprinted to make huge profits.
Although the imperial court had issued a clear ban on this practice, it was still rampant. Since the capital could not imitate it, they went to other provinces to imitate it and then sold it back in the capital. There were plenty of loopholes that could be exploited.
When famous classics from ancient times to the present are published, there are countless counterfeiters. Some are despised, while others are regarded as "pseudo-classics" and earn both fame and fortune.
What’s hateful is that such despicable behavior cannot be stopped at all. It’s like the annoying weeds on the edge of the field. Once you remove them, they grow back again. As long as there is profit to be made, people will continue to do it without any shame or shame.
Xu Jiang sighed. Even official engravings were like this, let alone private engravings?
"Go to the Imperial College later and ask Song Xuelu if he has any advice on how to deal with this. I'll also go to Nanshan Academy to ask Master Lin later."
"Then I will prepare gifts and go to the Imperial College."
"Wait." Xu Jiang remembered her promise to Wu Zhi to copy and bind medical books for her, so she said to Liang Mo, "On your way back, go around to the West Market and ask the paper mill owner if he has the best white hemp paper or yellow jute paper. If not, order twenty kilograms of each from him. If he does, bring one kilogram of each back for me to examine, and also order two kilograms of lampblack ink. Oh, and ask him if he has thick, insect-proof paper for binding."
"Has the boss accepted the job?"
"Well, there are a batch of medical books that need to be copied and bound." Yellow and white hemp paper are strong and durable, the soot ink is dark and smooth, and does not fade when it enters the paper, and the moth-proof paper prevents termites. Using these materials to copy and bind medical books will prevent them from being damaged and keep them for a long time.
When Liang Mo heard that he had taken the job, he was very excited. He quickly packed up his things and led the donkey to the street.
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