"That's no problem." Xiao Rang, the master scholar, saw that he could handle the task, and small things like ghostwriting were not a problem.
To be honest, a leader brought the Chuixue Qixiu Book to Xiao Rang before, but Xiao Rang offered a consistent price, which scared people away.
But a rich man like Ximen Qing shouldn't be scared away.
"Two guan for each share." Xiao Rang stretched out his fingers and determined the price.
Ximen Qing's expression did not change: "No problem, but it has to be so lifelike that others think it was written by me."
"Okay, how many servings of this...are needed?"
"First of all, a hundred guan." Ximen Qing greeted Xiao Tianqing carelessly: "Go and give Mr. Xiao a 50 guan deposit, and then give him another 50 guan later. By the way, give me the original copy I wrote yesterday.
Bring it."
Xiao Tianqing responded, and Xiao Rang, the master scholar, suddenly noticed that An Daoquan, who was blowing the wet ink on the prescription, looked a little strange.
Is there something wrong with it?
Xiao Rang was a little worried, but he felt that copying fifty copies of Chuixue Qixiu's letter was not difficult, and he had read the contents before.
Forget it, let's drink some tea to calm down.
From morning to now, Xiao Rang feels uneasy.
Before Xiao Rang put down his tea cup, Xiao Tianqing came back. The fifty-guan denomination Jiaozi was pressed on the folded white paper and placed in front of Xiao Rang.
Xiao Rang still understood the rules. He put down the teacup, coughed, and covered it with his sleeve. When he moved it away, the fifty-gauge Jiaozi had been put in without revealing anything.
Xiao Rang, a master scholar, gently unfolded the white paper and said with a smile: "I have never seen the original handwriting of Chief Ximen before. I can't say it today without opening my eyes first. I don't know which family of Su Huang, Mi and Cai it belongs to...
"
"Don't."
"careful!"
Xiao Tianqing and An Daoquan blurted out, as if they couldn't bear it, and turned their faces away.
Xiao Rang was startled, and his hand suddenly froze: "Chief Ximen, what is this?"
"Haha." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "They don't know how to appreciate it, sir, don't pay attention to it. My calligraphy is beyond that of Su Huang Mi Cai, and I have a different family. One of my names is Chui Xue Ti."
"Sir, he is well versed in the calligraphy of the world's famous masters. Please give me some advice."
"It's easy to talk about." Xiao Rang calmed down and started to look at it with a slightly strange feeling...
What you notice is the distorted fonts and poor brushwork...
Is this Fuki Snow Body?
Xiao Rang was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood three feet away. This little kid who just entered the school could write better than this bad hand.
"Alas... there is one who has been tricked." Xiao Tianqing looked at Xiao Rang's expression with cold eyes as he resisted vomiting blood, and looked at An Daoquan: "The handwriting of the master is really shocking."
An Daoquan also sighed, crumpled the newly prescribed prescription into a ball, and said in a low voice: "I'd better prescribe it again. Mr. Xiao must have suffered serious internal injuries this time."
"The little one is grinding the ink for the miracle doctor." Xiao Tianqing very obediently took the initiative to grind the ink for An Daoquan. The most important thing was to turn his back to the table to prevent his peripheral vision from accidentally seeing the Fuxue Qixiu book written in Fuxue style.
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Ximen Qing shook his head when he saw this: "Why don't you all know how to appreciate it?"
Xiao Rang was relatively experienced. He quickly closed his eyes and closed the white paper. He folded a few folds and stuffed them into his sleeves. Then he opened his eyes and said, "Chief Ximen is so easy-going in blowing snow, but the junior student can't imitate it."
Come on. That’s good. Xiaosheng dares to copy fifteen copies using the four calligraphy styles of Su, Huang, Mi, and Cai. I wonder what Mr. Ximen will do?”
"Alas...it turns out you can't learn it either." Ximen Qing sighed very lonely: "If I hadn't been busy recently, I would have written it myself..."
"Then Mr. Lao, would you like to add twenty more strings?"
Xiao Rang smiled bitterly and declined: "No, one hundred guan for refining the pen is enough."
"Okay, Xiao Tianqing, help me see Mr. off." Ximen Qing ordered: "By the way, have you prepared the prescription for me, miracle doctor?"
"That's good!" An Daoquan dried the ink again, handed the prescription to Xiao Rang, and said earnestly: "Mr. Xiao, it's good to go. This prescription contains some medicinal materials that strengthen the body and strengthen the body. Don't use it once or twice a day.
Forget to take it... Otherwise, it’s not funny to leave internal injuries.”
Xiao Rang didn't know how he struggled out of the yard. After he was far away from the yard, he dared to look back at Ximen Qing's yard with lingering fear: "This errand... almost cost me my life. Fortunately, I also asked for the ledger.
, otherwise it would be really difficult to deal with Song Gongming."
Within a moment, the account book was placed in front of Song Jiang's eyes.
Xiao Rang did not go to Chao Gai for business first, but chose to go to Song Jiang first.
"What... what is this?" Song Jiang's face darkened a bit as he looked at it: "Mr. Jialiang, come here and take a look."
Xiao Rang added and explained: "Leader Song, it's not that he is incompetent. You also see this... you can't understand it at all."
"I can't understand, how is it possible?" Zhiduoxing Wu Yong came over to take a look with some strangeness. He was so frightened that he even dropped the goose feather fan that he had been holding on to for a moment and dropped it to the ground: "This...is this a ledger?"
Xiao Rang nodded painfully and said: "This is the account book that Ximen Qing gave me. Don't tell me if there are any problems, I can't even read it. There is really nothing I can do about it."
"Okay. This Ximen Qing is really impeccable in everything he does." Song Jiang gritted his teeth and slapped the table: "When I was working as a treasurer, I also heard that some businessmen deliberately used symbols that others couldn't understand to keep accounts, just because they were afraid that others would check the accounts.
I think Ximen Qing can do this!"
Wu Yong leaned over and picked up the goose feather fan from the ground, shook it twice, coughed and composed himself and said: "Since this is a good plan, let's leave it at that... It's better..."
Song Jiang raised his hand and asked Xiao Rang to retreat first, and then said in a low voice: "Stay close to Hua Rong. Ximen Qing has gathered a lot of people in the yard recently, so you can't get close if you are eager."
"It's useless even if you get close." Wu Yong thought for a moment and said, "Did brother Gongming forget that Ximen Qing learned some Tiangang Five Thunder Zhengdong methods from Gongsun Sheng?"
Song Jiang snorted and said: "It's a pity that although Gongsun Shengren is on the mountain, he might leave at any time. He has been unmoved by several hints. He is another person who cannot be used by me!"
"Mr. Gongsun is from outside the country, so brother Gongming doesn't need to worry." Wu Yong said: "Now we only need a chance... to get Ximen Qing to leave that yard..."
Song Jiang nodded and continued: "This is how Brother Hua Rong can start. Otherwise, why don't you come forward and invite Ximen Qing to come out and see the scenery of Liangshan tomorrow?"
"No. Ximen Qing seemed to have doubts about me when we went to Zengtou City... I'm afraid I won't be invited." Wu Yong shook his head and said, "Otherwise, brother Gongming will go out in person? In this case, Ximen Qing will also sell.
Two points of face..."
"This..." Song Jiang hesitated a little: "Let me think about it again."
At this moment, a minion reported: "Dean Dai is back! We invited a winemaker from Qinghe County and he has arrived at Jinshatan Beach!"
"Yes!" Wu Yong's eyes lit up: "Then Ximen Qing wants to make wine on the mountain, so why not go see the cave wine cellar halfway up the mountain!"
Song Jiang nodded knowingly: "Very good, go and tell Brother Hua Rong the news. The matter can't be delayed any longer."
The arrival of Liu Jishou and Liu Neng and his son caused a sensation, especially when Liu Tang, Ruan Xiaoqi and others heard the news and the alcohol bug started to attack again.
When they met Dai Zong, Liu Jishou and Liu Neng were still a little surprised. Didn't their boss go to Kaifeng Prefecture in Tokyo to be an official? Why did he go to Liangshan to Luocao?
Only when they saw Ximen Qing's handwritten letter did Liu Jishou and Liu Neng understand what was going on.
It has to be said that Liu Jishou and Liu Neng still have some immunity to Chuixue, maybe because they stay in the wine cellar all day.
There were still some concerns about leaving a few hands, but Liu Neng was ready to leave without hesitation.
"Father, our boss has been very kind to us, but we are just going to Liangshan to make wine, why should we worry too much?" Liu Neng said plausibly: "Liangshan also has the benefits of Liangshan, and we don't have to be slandered by the government. Isn't it great?"
His son told him to keep a few hands, so he put aside his worries and rode into the city to discuss with Shopkeeper Fu. He paid some money and prepared to send away the winemakers who helped. What he didn't expect was that almost most of the winemakers
Everyone is willing to go to Liangshan.
The reasons are very simple. First, Ximen Qing has opened up a new path for the development of the wine industry. Second, it is so comfortable to stay in Ximen Qing's winery that he is reluctant to switch to a second owner.
Besides, I don’t know when the cave wine cellar on Liangshan Mountain was left. It can definitely produce fine wine. As a winemaker, it would be a pity not to experience it.
So I left most of it with the shopkeeper and took away the rest.
Of course, the most critical still was not taken away according to Ximen Qing's instructions, but was destroyed on the spot.
Watching the still turn into molten iron, Liu Neng still felt inexplicably distressed. Liu Neng advised: "If you don't get rid of the old, you won't get the new. Tang Long has been in Liangshan for a long time. When the time comes, he can build it according to the size of the Liangshan pot stove.
Wouldn’t it be better?”
Liu Jishou felt slightly relieved after hearing these words, and got on the cart and was about to set off. Dai Zong said, "Why don't you two go with me first? The others will go slowly with the cart."
Liu Neng saw that Dai Zongshen could perform eight hundred steps per day, all thanks to the four armored horses tied to his legs. He felt itchy and hesitated to give it a try.
I was a little scared to leave a few hands, but I couldn't help Liu Neng and Dai Zong's persuasion, and tied four armored horses to my legs.
When Dai Zongxing started to practice, Liu Jishou and Liu Neng and his son felt that the trees and houses on the side of the road were flying behind them. Liu Neng cheered, but Liu Jishou thought it was too fast.
I originally thought that Liangshan Mountain was full of grass bandits, but this time I have entered a den of thieves. What Liu Jishou did not expect was that the leaders who greeted him were all very enthusiastic. Ah!"
Liu Neng's words finally made Liu Jishou understand this truth.