Empress, your husband is invincible

Pausing for a while, Ye Cheng glanced at shopkeeper Chen with a sullen expression, and his tone became a little more serious.

"Shopkeeper Chen? You need to memorize every word I say from now on! Don't forget even a single word, do you understand?"

Shopkeeper Chen subconsciously turned his head to look at the brothers and sisters of the Zhuang family. Seeing that they didn't respond, he gritted his teeth and nodded.

Ye Cheng spread out the words on his palm to read, and said seriously:

"Look at the characters in my hand, in the future, you will follow this small template for each character.

If necessary, arrange the required words together and put them on a template for use.

Do you understand what it means? "

Shopkeeper Chen was really angry and distressed at first, but after listening to Ye Cheng's explanation, his eyes gradually lit up.

Having been in charge of Shushitang for more than ten years, shopkeeper Chen is more aware of the original intention of Shushitang than anyone present - to print books for the poor and poor in the world, so that they can use what they have learned to do their best for Da Ling , Save the world and save the people!

He is also very clear about all the disadvantages of the existing printing technology.

But limited by his vision, he has never thought of using movable type as a template...

At this moment, after hearing Ye Cheng's explanation, he came to his senses almost instantly. With the method Ye Cheng said, any templates he made before can indeed be completely discarded...

"Mr. Talent!"

After a long time, looking at Ye Cheng excitedly, shopkeeper Chen suddenly gave him a big gift.

"With this method, my status as a scholar from a poor family will definitely not be weaker than that of a rich and rich family's rich and rich family in the future!"

Zhuang Shuanglin suddenly came to his senses after Shopkeeper Chen pointed it out.Immediately, my heart was shaken.

Her grandfather, who set up Shushitang, originally saw the unconcealable decline of Daling, which was controlled by a wealthy family, and wanted to open a window for poor scholars, so that they could be used in times of crisis in the future...

Unexpectedly, Ye Cheng used such a simple method to kick open this window, and opened a road to heaven for the poor scholars in the world!

Li Baijing didn't say anything, but just looked at Ye Cheng with his hand holding his sword, his eyes were full of indescribable admiration and respect.

Zhuang Yan sneaked into the backyard while the few people were not paying attention to him.

After digging out a few pieces of mud with his own hands and firing them into modules the size of a thumb, Ye Cheng was completely relieved.

Unlike Zhuang Shuanglin and Li Baijing who were particularly excited, Ye Cheng just found an excuse and slipped out of the backyard after seeing shopkeeper Chen tentatively engraving on the module.

It's not that Ye Cheng doesn't care about it, it's just that the backyard with several stoves burning is so stuffy, it's almost breathless...

After leaving the backyard, Ye Cheng didn't see Zhuang Yan in the shop of Shushitang.

Turning his head inadvertently, Ye Cheng found that Zhuang Yan was actually standing with the Confucian scholar he had taken a fancy to at that time.

Holy crap……

A potential stock that I have finally taken a fancy to, don't be like those guys at that time, they are all sanctimonious people!
With a jump in his heart, Ye Cheng hurried forward, but before he got close, his face suddenly became strange.

"Brother, why didn't I see the girl who was with you this time?"

"..."

"That girl has nothing to do with you, right? If not, can you tell me, who is that girl's name and where does she live?"

"..."

Facing Zhuang Yan's entanglement, that particularly shabby Confucian scholar didn't even glance at him.

Obviously, this is not the first time Zhuang Yan has run into a wall, and he is not discouraged by it. He even took out a hundred-liang silver note from his cuff, waved it in front of Confucian scholars, and said:

"In this way, without mentioning her name, as long as my brother can tell me where the girl lives, I can give you a hundred taels of silver as a gift!

Look, how about this deal? "

I don't know if the bank notes played a role, but the Confucian scholar raised his head and glanced at Zhuang Yan for the first time.

Looking down at Zhuang Yan intently, the Confucian scholar said coldly after a long time:

"Go away, don't block me from reading. If you want to have fun, go find someone else to do it."

Zhuang Yan's face froze, and the corners of his mouth trembled slightly.

Ye Cheng suppressed a smile and stepped forward, patted Zhuang Yan on the shoulder, pulled him aside, and began to look at Confucian scholars with great interest.

This Confucian scholar, about eighteen or nineteen years old, has a very high stature, which can vaguely be compared with him.

He has a good appearance, with fair backs of hands, but his face is slightly yellow, and he looks like he is malnourished.

Facing the two huge eyes-obscuring people beside him, the Confucian scholar still focused on nothing else, looking up at the articles on the board wall seriously.

I don't know if he couldn't hold back his face, Zhuang Yan said to Ye Cheng in a low voice:
"Don't dare to ignore our brothers? Tomorrow, I'll ask Shopkeeper Chen to take away all the articles on this wall!
Look at him and see a fart! "

Hearing this, the Confucian scholar who had been calm until now finally had some reaction.

Turning his head, the Confucian scholar calmly looked at Zhuang Yan, and bowed his hands seriously:

"Dare to ask this virtuous brother, but he is the owner of this Shushitang?"

Zhuang Yan nodded proudly.

"If you offend my virtuous younger brother, then I will first make amends to my virtuous younger brother."

The Confucian scholar's face changed slightly, and he made a big gift to Zhuang Yan.

Not only Zhuang Yan, but even Ye Cheng was bewildered by his sudden change, and was curious for a while.

The Confucian scholar didn't even look at Ye Cheng, but just looked at Zhuang Yan.

"I wonder if my virtuous brother can be merciful? Allow this wall to exist?"

Ye Cheng became interested, and smiled curiously:
"Just now, my little brother gave you a hundred taels of silver, but you didn't want it, and you just ignored it. But now, how can you change your face for such a wall?"

Zhuang Yan also looked curious.

In an instant, the Confucian scholar saluted Ye Cheng respectfully:
"Brother doesn't know something.

Firstly, the girl that this virtuous brother is asking about is in the wife's family.

Second, money is a small matter, but this wall is where poor Confucian students like me can exchange our daily review experience every day.

If it is withdrawn, it will not only be here, but even my friends will have one less place to communicate. "

Seeing Confucian scholar's earnest expression, before Ye Cheng could say anything, Zhuang Yan took the initiative to salute him and apologize earnestly at the same time:

"Brother, don't blame me, it's because Meng Lang is used to it.

In order to express my apology, how about I compensate you with that bank note? "

Confucian scholars are neither humble nor overbearing, and insist on resignation.

Ye Cheng couldn't help giving him a higher look.Just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered something and asked the Confucian scholar:

"By the way, brother, are you interested in finding a job to support the family in this book world?"