Chapter 125 Calligraphy Treasure
Both Mrs. Zhang and Mother Yu know very well how the elephant flower made of cloth came from.
Zhang felt happy when she thought about the situation in the second room at this time.
Those who have always plotted against others finally reaped the consequences this time.
Xie Yuyan put He's matter aside, and she didn't care about what happened there at all. He was just a fish fished out of the pond and thrown on the shore by her. Even if He threw himself with all his strength, it would be impossible for him to jump back into the water.
While talking, Yang Qin came back carrying a book box.
As soon as he put the things in the house, he entered the house, looked at his mother and then his sister-in-law, with a smile on his face.
“Sister-in-law,” Yang Qin remembered something important and hurriedly took out the best tabloid from Mr. Tong and others and put it in Xie Yuyan’s hands, “My husband told me to let my sister-in-law read the manuscript of the tabloid. ”
I don’t know which draft this is. Firstly, the submitted manuscript needs to be carefully considered, and secondly, I have to wait for this article from Baodeji Buddhist Tan.
Now it is complete.
Xie Yuyan looked carefully and saw that the appearance of this tabloid was finally somewhat similar to what would be popular on the streets decades later.
The previous editions were too literary and contained many obscure and difficult words. Even ordinary people, not to mention ordinary people, might not be able to understand them.
It is not impossible to have such articles, but they should be fewer. They should mainly focus on news from various places in Daliang. It is enough to interpret some imperial newspapers.
There are also some cases related to the common people. The lawyers tell the ins and outs and add interesting judgments, which are simple and easy to understand.
The increase in local rice prices, cloth prices, etc., and whether there are disasters in various places...
There are also some recruitment notices at the back of the tabloid, which Xie Yuyan had people collect in advance, including her charcoal farm.
The last part is reserved for those articles that are similar to storybooks.
The unfinished storybook this time will be continued in the next newly published tabloid.
Tabloids widely accept articles like this, and once they are adopted, they will pay the writer some writing fees based on the number of words and length.
“This piece of paper has so many things written on it.” Mrs. Zhang also came over to look at it. She didn't expect that the tabloids Xie Yuyan mentioned were like this.
Xie Yuyan said: "It's still too rough."
Zhang was surprised: "Isn't this good? The characters are very beautiful, especially the words 'Da Mingfu Tabloid'."
Xie Yuyan just now I have been reading the contents of the tabloid without looking carefully. Now I take a closer look and realize that the regular calligraphy is neat and dignified, and there is no fault in every stroke. A person who is well versed in writing will inevitably feel respect after just one glance. This is not Ordinary people can write it.
This is not Tong Zixu’s word.
This is... Wang Yan's word.
There were too many memorials of Wang Yan stored in the palace. After Wang Yan passed away, the imperial party strife became more and more fierce. The Queen Mother deliberately cultivated her, often discussed political affairs with her, and showed her the memorials and documents in the cabinet library. At that time, the person who had left the most ink in the library in the past ten years was Zaifu Wang Yan.
Thanks to reading those things, she learned to deal with those husbands and censors.
Why did Wang Yan write an inscription for her tabloid?
Did Tong Zixu and Wang Zheng ask him for help?
Just these few words are enough for scribes to take a look at it.
"I also think these words are good," Yang Qin said, "It must not have been written by the gentleman."
The gentleman repeatedly told him not to make it dirty, and that the manuscript of the tabloid must be kept carefully.
Yang Qin told Xie Yuyan: "I saw that your husband was so reluctant to leave, so I told him, otherwise I would just make another copy and keep it." Maybe he wanted to keep it as a souvenir.
"But my husband had a serious face and told me not to talk to my sister-in-law. He only said that I would accept it well. He would make it clear for the reason in the future. He still had some words left in his hand for the words 'Da Mingfu Tabloid'. The manuscript will be sent to the bookstore for engraving in person."
Xie Yuyan nodded. In Tong Zixu's opinion, it is not appropriate to reveal Wang Yan's identity now.
She ordered wooden movable type from the bookstore in advance, carved the board head, and typed it with movable type. She would be able to print the tabloid soon. Now she just had to wait patiently.
Before publishing the tabloid, there seemed to be only one thing she needed to do.
Xie Yuyan looked at Mr. Yang: "Has the room next to the water shop been tidied up?" Mr. Yang smiled and said: "It's all done, and the plaque has been made properly. It just needs to be hung up."
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Xie Yuyan nodded: "Go and tell your uncle that the new shop will open tomorrow."
Maybe Yang Mingde wanted to see the plaque hanging on the shop with his own eyes.
Yang responded.
This time the shop is different from the water shop. There is no need to advertise in a big way, because she has already paved the road before.
Ms. Yang took the news to the head of the house.
Yang Mingde raised his head from the pile of porcelain clay, looking a little confused: "Is it about to open? Why do we have to wait before Zhengdan?"
Now everyone is busy buying New Year's goods, who cares about a small shop?
“It’s already here anyway, can’t we take it slow after Zhengdan?”
Sometimes Yang Mingde didn’t understand Xie Yuyan’s intentions, but...
“ You are so stubborn," Mr. Ye scolded, "You have the right idea, but how have we lived like this all these years? But Ayan has defeated the second family and the Xie family."
"The Xie family is smart, no. Do you have to give 7,000 yuan to Ayan?”
"If you think you can defeat Xie Chongjun, go to A Yan and give her advice."
Yang Mingde couldn't help but blush when he heard this.
How can he compare to Xie Chongjun?
"I won't go to the porcelain kiln tomorrow morning," Yang Mingde said, "I'll go and have a look on the street."
My master wanted to see the shop open with his own eyes. How could she not know that? The truth?
"Okay," Mr. Ye smiled, "It's all up to you."
Yang Mingde muttered: "This business... is in her hands, how can it be so easy? If you say you make money, you will make money, if you say open a new shop Just open a new shop. "
No one else can understand this skill or method. In fact, even now, he still can't figure out how the Xie family was fooled?
The two people were talking when they heard footsteps coming from outside.
“Dad, Mom, I’m back.”
Ye's face was filled with joy and she hurried out to greet him.
Yang Jiang was tired of work and was a little darker and thinner than when he left home. His face also looked a little tired, but his eyes were extremely bright.
Ms. Ye felt sorry for her son and hurriedly walked up to take a closer look.
Seeing that his son was well, Yang Mingde hurriedly asked: "How is it? Is everything going well?"
Yang Jiang took the tea brought by Ye, drank it all in one gulp, and then wiped it Wiping the corner of his mouth, he said: "The land has been bought and the prospecting documents have been obtained."
"We also took people to explore down, and we really dug out a porcelain stone mine."
"If we go by the results of our exploration, the entire mountain is covered with porcelain stone, and we have been digging for decades. It’s not over.”
With this porcelain stone mine, they can make the porcelain kiln bigger.
Yang Jiang said: "I will freshen up, change clothes and go to the third room. I have to tell the eldest lady these things." There were some things he did not dare to reveal to his father.
Although there are many porcelain stones, they are a bit special. They should not be able to produce that kind of fine white porcelain.
Now the best selling product in Daliang North is white porcelain.
No matter how well the porcelain is fired, it is still useless if no one likes it.
(End of this chapter)