"I've met the county lord." Wanyu stepped forward and saluted.

When she heard that Yuntao was coming, Li'an Wanyu was so excited that she wanted to rush to Yuntao.

After meeting Yuntao, Wanyu realized that the meaning of her life was not only to surround the young master.

She can still live for herself...

"Get up." Yuntao smiled and stepped forward to help Wanyu.

"How is life in the paper mill? Are you still used to it?"

Wanyu nodded sharply. "The workers are very good. The paper mill produces a lot of paper every day."

"I heard that some paper has to be shipped to the capital, and the business of the paper mill..." Wanyu kept talking.

Yuntao pursed her lips and smiled, her black pupils shining brightly.

What she wanted to ask about was not the business of the paper mill. She could tell by looking at the account books how the business was. What she wanted to know was Wanyu's life.

"What about you? You are still used to it in the paper mill."

"I'm used to it, the paper mill is great."

Yuntao saw the black and blue under Wanyu's eyes.

I thought to myself that in this era without mobile phones and no nightlife, what else could Wanyu do if she didn't sleep in the middle of the night.

Yuntao advised Wanyu to have a good rest and said something like the body is the capital of revolution.

Only by taking a good rest can you have a better future.

Wanyu was so moved that she shed tears when she left.

It makes Yuntao's conscience feel a little guilty for no reason, she seems to be a demagogue capitalist.

The sales of papyrus in surrounding cities were out of control.

Paper was expensive in the Jin Dynasty, and a piece of fine white paper could be sold for more than ten yuan. However, for wealthy families, this kind of paper was still cheap and not worthy of their status.

I wish I could sprinkle some gold foil on the paper to highlight their special features.

For these wealthy families, Yuntao also thought about doing business with them.

There are many flowers in the south. Yuntao had earlier collected a lot of flowers and took them to a steamer to steam out the essential oils.

Essential oils are commonly used in modern skin care products.

What Yuntao wanted to do was to make the white paper, sprinkle some on it to enhance the fragrance, and then print various patterns on the paper.

Ever since, the flower raft with floral fragrance and patterns was born.

These papers are tightly sealed in wooden boxes, and they are sprayed with floral water from time to time for maintenance.

The paper made by this special process is rather hard, so a little floral water is not a problem at all, but will make the fragrance stronger and stronger.

She not only wants to earn business from lower-class people, but also wants to earn business from wealthy families.

Because he was not familiar with the market and didn't know whether the wealthy and wealthy people liked this paper, Yuntao asked someone to try to put some on the shelves at the nearby Qingyun Bookstore, but there were only about a hundred of them.

Unexpectedly, it was sold out immediately after it was put on the shelves.

A piece of paper cost forty cents, but they still felt it was too little after buying it, not to mention the price.

Yuntao looked at the account books and her eyes shone secretly in her heart.

All wealthy people are fat sheep!

It’s time to develop some products and face the big players.

Yuntao calculated carefully and kept busy.

As time passed, the day for Chaoyang Academy to start school was approaching, and Yun Huachun had to go back to the academy to attend classes.

Seeing that her daughter's career is flourishing, Yun Huachun is happy but also a little reluctant to give up.

"Remember to come back when you're done!" Yun Huachun said.

Even if we can meet in space, it is not convenient because there are outsiders at home.

Besides, you can’t stay in this space all the time even when it’s good. Life is always outside.

Yuntao reluctantly hugged her parents and suddenly raised her head.

"Dad, the tree in the backyard has grown up. Send me some. I want everything." Yuntao said bluntly.

Yun Huachun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, I'll send them all to you. I'll send you as many as you want."

I spent a lot of money to collect them, but it's great to be able to put them to use now.

"Thank you, dad." Yuntao said sweetly.

Yuntao waved her hand and continued to be her desperate mistress.

There are many thoughts in Yuntao's mind. People of this era cannot fully understand them if they are expressed in words.

What she wants to do, what she wants to build, she has to see for herself.

After you make it and get started, you can only put it into use after making sure it is correct. You can only take your time.

Yun Huachun returned to Chaoyang Academy earlier because he had his own plans.

Now that my daughter's career has improved, his career should also improve a little bit.

If he couldn't compare to his own daughter, he would feel ashamed even if no one else said it.

Yun Huachun has never forgotten the matter of soliciting sponsorship.

But to attract sponsorship, it is necessary to recruit students.

Rich students must come from aristocratic families, let alone whether others think highly of him or not.

Even when they come, they are all very bad-tempered.

Whether the college can manage it or not is a big problem.

Yun Huachun's original intention in establishing Chaoyang Academy was to enable children from poor families who could not read to become literate.

If he recruited some children from aristocratic families, wouldn't it go against his original intention?

After thinking about it, Yun Huachun decided to go out and teach something else.

For example, calligraphy.

Who among those who are literate is not proud of being good at writing?

It just so happened that the pile of calligraphy books in his house was as high as a hill. Picking out an authentic work by a famous artist at random would probably make the literati of Jin Dynasty pursue it endlessly.

Therefore, Yun Huachun plans to open another calligraphy class.

Naturally, the money will not be collected less.

But Yun Huachun made this matter particularly bright.

He went back and repeatedly wrote a landscape poem using five different brushwork techniques.

With the approval of the Nantong magistrate, these five calligraphy and paintings were hung on the walls of Nantong.

There was also a notice written next to it.

The general idea was that Yun Huachun had no money and was short of money.

He helped the peasants in the college become talents, but the money bag was already empty.

I had no choice but to write these five words and hang them on the tower. If anyone likes them, take one and give some money to them. Be careful and use pen and ink to exchange some money for the students.

Of course, if someone is destined, Yun Huachun will teach him this calligraphy.

Many aristocratic families turned their noses up at this matter.

First, he felt that Yun Huachun was poor. How could he be so poor as a baron?

The second reason is that you think Yun Huachun is vulgar. With such a good calligraphy, you actually sell it?

Is there anyone who can reveal this ink?

Yes, there are many people there.

After a man with a round face and a bulging belly picked up the first piece of calligraphy, he immediately prepared to pick up the second piece, the third piece...

"Wait a minute, this gentleman, one person can only take one copy of this word." said the officer who was guarding under the word.

After hearing this, the round-faced man looked surprised.

"My family is not short of money. I can afford the money for these five pieces of pen and ink."

"Mr. Sir, this is a rule set by the baron. No matter how rich you are, you can only take one pair away. It's useless for you to take the extra ones. Why don't you leave them to others..." the servant said calmly and kindly.

"Why is it useless? Can't I take five sets of calligraphy home and take turns admiring them?"

"No, one person can only take one pair."

The young man had no choice but to take the paper in his hand and walk away.

The remaining four officers were quickly taken away.

Those who come late will naturally have nothing left.

After hearing this, many high-ranking people began to secretly curse Yun Huachun. He was really stingy. What does it mean to hang only five pairs?
Chapter completed!