The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

This bookstore called ‘Dongliju’ is not big. There are only two doors, one is used to sell the four treasures of the study, and the other is filled with bookcases next to the wall.

The books in the bookcase are old and new, and there are hardcovers, which are valuable at a glance. They are also wired and look simple. Most of them are various transcripts. Generally, it is not certain that this book will be sold. The owner of the bookstore asks people to copy it, because if it is opened, it will be printed in thousands of copies.

Zhaoer was familiar with the boss. He greeted him with a smile when he entered the door. The strange thing was that the boss recognized her. When she saw her, she smiled and asked her if she came to buy paper for her brother.

When it comes to this, there are some old things.

At first, Zhaoer felt distressed about Xue Tingyan, so he saved some money to buy him paper for practicing calligraphy. Whoever thought this paper was more expensive than she thought. Even the most inferior yellow bamboo paper costs forty pens and one knife, and that day Zhaoer collected all the money, but only thirty pens.

In order to let the boss sell the paper to her cheaper, Zhaoer grinded with the boss for a long time, and even had a hard-working younger brother. Unfortunately, the parents and their parents died in poverty, and the boss only promised to sell it to her cheaply. Later, she came to buy a few times, all at the previous price, but she became familiar with boss Chen.

Boss Chen praised her for her high quality and hard work, but she also offered her younger brother to study. She usually buys papers almost half-buyed and half-delivered.

When this kind of remark is changed to usual, Zhaoer suffers from being cheeky, but with Xue Tingyan today, she will inevitably be a little embarrassed, for fear that boss Chen has said that she has missed her mouth and made the little man look down on her lying.

It is hard to recruit children, so she knows the survival skills, but the little men do n’t understand, especially the book readers have a peculiar peculiarity, so every time they encounter this kind of two people ’s concept, there will be conflicts, she will always be subconscious Avoid these.

Within a day, there were two people who said he was his younger brother, which made Xue Tingyan very unhappy. Naturally, he didn’t find these subtle and careful thoughts. When he recovered, Zhaoer had already talked to his boss, and he specially showed him the copy of “The Family Name” he copied last night.

“This is your younger brother? He looks handsome, but he is a little thinner.” Boss Chen is a middle-aged man who is over forty years old, with a lock of goatee, and full of elegance. Wearing a scribe shirt doesn’t look like a business boss, but like a scholar.

“He was sick a while ago, but he has only recently been better.”

“No wonder I haven’t seen you in a long time.” Boss Chen, while talking, took over the manuscript handed in by Zhaoer, whether it was bound or paper.

In his mind, there are some good words that such a farmer’s child can’t write, but he really appreciates this name, Zhaoer Juvenile Lang, so if he is really bad, he doesn’t want to criticize too much and refuse to say something polite. Too.

If the level is not bad, the words can still be taken into account, and it is not necessary to do some casual work for him, just help others.

But when Mr. Chen saw the words on the yellow bamboo paper, he was taken aback.

“He wrote this word?” Boss Chen looked at Xue Tingyan in surprise, then went over the manuscript in his hand.

His expression was so weird, it made Zhaoer feel a bad feeling in his heart. She couldn’t help but wonder if the little man wrote bad words. After all, no one had ever praised the little man’s good words. Even Xue Qingshan said that his words were written like spring worms and snakes.

Although Zhao’er doesn’t understand what is called a spring verdant snake, but she knows the sad expression of the little man, she knows that it means bad writing.

But she didn’t think it was the fault of the little man. Even the paper on which words can be practiced had to be picked. Can the words be written well? It was at that time that she was angry, collected the vegetables and sold them in town, and saved a sum of money to buy Xue Tingyan’s first knife in life.

A whole knife, instead of giving a few pictures from Xue Qingshan or Xue Juncai.

Zhaoer’s head felt cold, and he couldn’t help but wonder if he was too blind to the little man or touted too much. She was not afraid of anything else. She was afraid that if Boss Chen said something unpleasant, the little man would be unbearable.

Thinking about it, she made a gesture to boss Chen on her back and led him aside, only to whisper to him: “Uncle Chen, if my brother’s words are really bad, can you …”

“Can it be anything?” Immediately, Boss Chen came to understand and smiled: “You too are a kid. Even if you have a heart for love, you should not deceive him, but should point out his shortcomings, so that he will later To make progress. “

His voice was a little loud, Xue Tingyan over there must have heard it, Zhaoer blushed, but he didn’t know what to say.

Boss Chen said again: “But your brother’s word is really good, it must be a famous teacher.”

He walked a few steps to Xue Tingyan and clenched his fists in salute: “I don’t know who the teacher is from?” When he said it, he also felt a little hesitation in his eyes, because the poor young man with a short brown cloth was not like what he could teach Teachers.

Just his words …

Since Boss Chen is running a bookstore, he is either a hobby or an ancestor. In fact, Boss Chen is both accounted for, which is also a family history. When he was young, he also took several exams, but he stopped at Xiucai. However, he was not happy to be an official or something, so he turned to take care of his ancestry. He usually had a few literary friends, playing chess and drinking tea, painting and painting together, which was also a great thing in life.

From his point of view, although this handwriting is immature, it has a strong character.

To know that the shape is easy to get, but the **** is hard to find, Yan everyone and Liu everyone have been collectively called “yanjinliu bone”, enough to see the characteristics of the Yan body. Xue Tingyan’s character already has its roots. As long as it doesn’t go wrong, it will be a generation of calligraphy for everyone.

Where did he know that Xue Tingyan deliberately hid his pen in order to hide himself, and it took most of the book that he could have finished half an hour to copy, and it took most of the night to finish it. Otherwise, the word will come out, it will make boss Chen think it is everyone’s ink.

Just as boss Chen’s mind was floating, Xue Tingyan had already answered: “The kid has no teacher.”

“Just copy it?”

“Has been to” Yan Qin Li Tablet “.”

Xue Tingyan did not lie. He did only copy “Yan Qin Li Bei”. This set of copybooks is Xue Qingshan’s Aibo, which is never touched by others. The reason why he had the luck of seeing it once or once was when Xue Jun, who was still young, took it in front of him.

Because of this, he was extremely impressed with “Yan Qin Li Bei” and even became obsessive. Later, after having some money at home, Zhaoer bought a set with him, and the first typeface he learned was also face style.

“Just been to” Yan Qin Li Tablet “?”

Xue Tingyan nodded.

Boss Chen’s eyes were brighter, and it took a long time to sigh: “Maybe you have a talent on this path that is difficult for others to catch up with, and you want to practice harder, don’t be slack. Just, let’s talk about the business, your words are very good This is passed. “

He went to the counter and took a book to Xue Tingyan.

“I have a copy of” University Chapters “here. You can take it back and try it out. The pen and ink are published by me. After copying, the finished product can’t meet the standard of this book. I will pay you a silver or two.”

“One or two grains of silver? Uncle Chen, is this a bit too much?” Zhaoer wondered.

Uncle Chen smiled: “Do you know how many words there are in this book? Do you know how much money I will resell this book?”

After finishing the speech, he continued to say to Xue Tingyan: “It was reasonable to say that it was copied in my bookstore. If you take the book back to copy it, you need to pay some pledged silver or things. I know it with your brother. Well, how long will it take you to finish reading? “

Xue Tingyan hesitated and said, “Since Boss Chen has the rules here, the kid is good to copy here? It’s just a little hope that Boss Chen will be able to be accommodating, can I let the kid read one or two of the books here in his spare time.”

Boss Chen froze for a moment, and immediately realized that he took a deep look at this thin but not humble young man.

“can!”

“Then thank Boss Chen first, you can rest assured that the kid will not damage the books here.”

Zhaoer kept refusing to speak until he talked here before pulling Xue Tingyan aside.

“Are you really going to copy books here? How good is it to take it home, if you are afraid that boss Chen will not allow it, I still have some money here to pledge.”

“You don’t think this is a good place.”

Xue Tingyan looked back at the full room of books. He himself had limited reading, and in Xue Tingyan’s memory, many memories in this regard were blurred.

But his life is his, he has to go forward step by step, it does not mean that he had a dream, he will definitely be the first assistant in the future, sure to be able to pass the exam. After all, even Xue Tingyan in the dream has made a lot of efforts and walked many detours to reach the official residence step by step.

Of course, Zhaoer understood what he meant, but suddenly she left the little man alone alone, and she was very uneasy. She was thinking about whether to find an excuse to accompany him here. Boss Chen said: “Well, you do n’t have to worry about your brother, you can still lose it with me? You do n’t have to sell vegetables to work today? Do n’t go quickly. “

In the eyes of Boss Chen, Zhao’er is a hard-working brother who lives and supports his brother by selling vegetables in the town.

“Uncle Chen, I’m leaving now.”

She quickly took out a dozen copper plates from her arms and handed them to Xue Tingyan: “I should come to you for lunch at noon, if you don’t come, you buy it yourself, it’s …”

“Reading a book here, you can manage a light meal at noon.” Boss Chen interjected again.

Zhao’er is still nagging: “You still hold the money, buy whatever you want, I will pick you up in the afternoon.”

“You still pick up your work first, and rest assured that your brother will not lose it.”

This Uncle Chen!

Zhaoer couldn’t talk anymore, and ran out of the bookstore almost fleeing.

After leaving, boss Chen smiled and teased: “Your brother is very good to you.”

Xue Tingzai gave a sigh, it was very good, like a little hen who could not rest assured. Somehow, he thought of this sentence.

Later, under the guidance of the guys in the shop, he went to a room behind the shop.

The layout of this room is simple, but it can be seen that it is elegant, and it can be seen that Boss Chen is an elegant person. The most convenient place for this house is a large window facing the outside yard, and a set of tables and chairs, which is completely different from Xue Tingyan’s imagination hidden in a dark room in the dark.

The man even brought a pot of water to clean his hands, and prepared pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc., and said that there was something he could call him, and he went on.

Xue Tingyan came to the basin, immersed his hands in the water, rubbed it a few times, and dried it with a cloth towel next to it.

He first grinds ink. Grinding ink can adjust people’s emotions very well and reach a ‘quiet’ state.

After the ink was polished, he felt clear at this time. He held the pen and wrote his hand. His hands were empty, only to find that he was wearing a short brown at this time. Where is there any sleeves? Naturally, he is not afraid of staining his sleeves.

All this is just a matter of time. He didn’t care and wrote quietly.

But Mr. Chen, who was standing outside the door, was a little skeptical. He couldn’t help but think that this son was a famous one, but it was a pity that his family had fallen, not a poor child. His words and deeds, and even his full body, did not seem to be after the cold door.

After thinking for a while, I couldn’t think of it. Boss Chen shook his head and went back.