Someone in the crowd thought to himself that he was not like Uncle Qing, who was afraid of the tigress at home. Besides, he could not tell anyone about this. Who could he tell? If they succeeded, they would be able to bring honor to the family, which would be something that many people in the village would envy.
Thinking of this, even my originally sore arms felt much more relaxed, and I even had more energy to chop bamboo.
After returning, Tong Wen Yao finished her dinner and stood in the yard to walk back and forth to digest the food. When she saw Wen Ziyu coming out with a cane, she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. What was going on?
Xiaoxue stood beside her. Seeing Wen Ziyu coming up, she bared her teeth and was patted on the shoulder by Tong Wenyao. "This is the meat I fed you before, have you forgotten?"
After hearing this, Xiaoxue retracted its teeth. It thought to itself, if it hadn't been given meat strips to eat when it was a child, it would not have saved it when it fell off the cliff!
I have repaid the favor of the meat strips, so don't think that I, the Snow Leopard, will be nice to him now.
After walking for a while, Wen Ziyu finally spoke up, "I heard you say you knew how to make paper. I wonder where you learned it from." Tong Wenyao was puzzled. Was papermaking a serious monopoly? Why did everyone keep asking her where she learned it?
"I saw them do it when I was in Beijing, but they weren't very good at it." She tried to get away with it by being careless.
After hearing this, Wen Ziyu stopped talking and instead talked about his mother. "My mother is also in the capital. Her family has passed down the art of papermaking for generations. When I heard you say you could do it, I thought you had some connection to my mother, so I asked."
"It's okay. I got this papermaking skill by accident. I'm not very good at it yet. I still need to experiment more." Wen Ziyu nodded. "Well, if you need help, you can ask me to come along. I also helped my mother make paper when I was little."
A hint of surprise flashed across her face when she heard this, and she asked, "Have you really thought it through? If so, your grandfather's paper production might be severely damaged in the future!" Wen Ziyu laughed out loud and said, "It was my grandfather's last wish to let people all over the world have books to read and cheap paper to write on. However, after my grandfather passed away, my uncle's family could no longer afford to make paper, so they passed this technology on to other families."
He glanced at the bamboo forest blowing in the wind and continued, "Then the price of paper will rise. Fewer and fewer people can't afford paper, and fewer and fewer people will read."
Tong Wenyao noticed a flicker of regret on his face and said, "Then when your injury is almost healed, I'll take you to the back mountain to help make paper."
Wen Ziyu shook his head and said, "This is your secret recipe. I won't go. If you encounter any difficulties in making paper in the future, you can come to me. Maybe I can help."
Xin'er was running in the yard, and Guo'er was chasing her. The scars on Guo'er's face had almost faded away, and there was still some light pink on her face. Tong Wenyao waved to Guo'er to come closer to her and have a look. Xin'er, who was running in front, also stopped.
Guo'er was a little reserved, not knowing where to place her hands. As she walked past Tong Wen Yao, she clasped her two little hands in front of her, looking a little nervous.
Tong Wenyao noticed Guo'er's nervousness, half-knelt down and said, "Let me touch your face, okay?" Guo'er hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Tong Wenyao stretched out her fair hand and touched the scar on her face. After carefully observing the scar, she said, "I'll prepare another medicine for Xing'er later and ask her to take it back and apply it to you."
Guo'er's eyes were a little moist, and she said softly, "Thank you, Miss."
Tong Wenyao patted her head: "You're welcome."
Seeing Xin'er taking Guo'er to the village to play, Tong Wen Yao went to the pharmacy. She set up a special place on the first floor to store herbal medicine. The scars on Guo'er's face were quite serious, so after using that medicine, some scars would still remain. She had to prepare another medicine for her.
Since the scars on Guoer's face gradually faded, she smiled more often. In the past, seeing her was like seeing a mouse or a cat, and people would hide away from her. Now, her courage is gradually growing.
After getting the herbs, Tong Wen Yao started the fire while boiling them. She had been caught by her grandfather to learn Chinese medicine, which gave her a skill in ancient times. You know, in ancient times, a cold could kill people. Thinking that her second uncle and others were going to the border after the New Year, she prepared some medicine, including Jinchuang medicine and Qilin powder, both of which were hemostatic. She also made some detoxification pills. She also made some medicine for diarrhea, thinking that her second uncle and others might drink more raw water when they went to the border, so she made some medicine for diarrhea.
They worked for quite a while until Xing'er came in with a candle and said, "Miss, it's getting late now. You should go to bed early."
She rolled the last one into a ball and poured it into the bottle before she spoke: "This medicine is for Guo'er's facial scars. Give it to her. What time is it now?"
Xing'er took the bottle from her and replied, "It's midnight."
As she stretched, she said, "Then I'll go upstairs to take a shower and sleep. You go back to sleep first."
Xing'er said, "Miss, the hot water is ready upstairs. I will help you take a bath before you go to bed."
"No, it's too late, go to bed."
"Yes." Tong Wenyao saw that she left the candle for herself, so she said, "The backyard is too dark, why don't you go back and take the candle."
the next day,
Tong Wenyao got up early in the morning and helped them put up couplets. Tong Bo set up a table in the yard. He first wrote couplets for his family and then for other people in the village.
Tong Wen Yao looked at the couplets posted at the gate of the yard. Her second brother's handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and his handwriting was neat and elegant, just like him. Many people in the village came with paper to ask for a couplet to be written for him, even Mrs. Sun came to ask for a couplet.
Mrs. Sun felt very ashamed of the Tong family, but she had a packet of medicine in her arms that was given to her by Wu Biao. As long as she sprinkled the medicine on their well, her mission would be completed. Thinking that her son still owed a lot of debts, she suddenly became angry and annoyed.
At this time, Wu Biao stepped forward to solve the problem for her, and said that as long as she completed the task, she would earn a lot of money. However, the Tong family's yard was too difficult to enter, so this time she took advantage of them writing couplets to sneak in.
Looking at the yard in front of her, Mrs. Sun couldn't help feeling jealous. How could the Tong family live in such a nice house? She didn't know where the well was, so she could only walk around. After going back and forth several times, she finally found it in the backyard. Seeing that there was no one around, she pretended to want to drink water, picked up the ladle next to her and drew water from the well. In fact, she was secretly pouring the medicine powder in her sleeve into the well.
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