Rebirth Of A Noble Daughter: The Marquis Manor’s Abandoned Wife

www.xbiquge.cc is the fastest way to update the newest chapter of Your Girl Reborn: The Marquis' Next Wife!    The two types of paper on the table were compared, and it was true that the goods were better than the goods.

In the past few years, there have been a number of cases in which Daliang was not as good as Dazhou in many aspects, such as thread making, ready-made clothes, iron works, and weapons, but she did not know how to make them.

Dazhou's paper-making techniques have become much better over the decades, and she can control the thickness and softness of the paper at will.

Now this kind of paper, in fact, is only one kind of paper, the most common.

This is the family inheritance she left to her unborn brother.

These things, or without her, that is, without a soul, I do not know how much will be left in the end, she has not yet thought of how to resolve this matter.

But this paper making technique, she can teach them.

In the past few years, there have been a lot of people who have been in the business of making paper and paper products.

The company's main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers.

In fact, if Shen Qingxiao had known that Daliang's paper could earn silver, then why did she have to sell spices in the first place, silver was earned, but it was a lot of trouble, not as convenient as selling paper.

It's just that she said so seriously, but Qin Fu Zi is also obvious that she does not believe in her, that is, Shen Qingxie's really do not know, she is not excessive is to say the truth, why is not believe it?

Is it so hard to tell the truth now that it's also so hard to believe?

And Qin Fuzi really doesn't believe in it? It's just too hard to believe that if this paper could just be made, then Daliang's paper couldn't be so expensive? It is also the case that it is sometimes so difficult to find a single piece of paper. I'm not sure how much I'll be able to afford it. Qin Fuzi really didn't believe it either.

"Qiu Fan, you say."

The man-child didn't believe Shen Qingxue, but he believed Qiu Fan, and he believed that Qiu Fan wouldn't lie.

"She did it."

Qiu Fan lifted his eyes? "I was just in charge of cutting down trees? She did the rest of the work."

And speaking of which? Qiu Fan's eyes twitched a bit? If he had not seen it with his own eyes? He was actually the same as Mr. Qin? I don't believe it at all? I'm not sure if I've ever had a chance to do this before, but I'm not sure if I have.

"Did you really make it?"

Qin Fu Zi was once again asking.

"Yes."

Shen Qingli took a piece of paper and tore it up? This thing tore up was also the same as the Great Zhou.

"Don't tear it!"

Qin Fu Zi was busy grabbing the paper from Shen Qing Hui's hands.

These were papers, how expensive they were, did she know? How can you just tear it up, but she knows? How much silver would it cost to sell these papers outside? How much silver would they sell for? She's really good. She dared to tear it, but it was neither paper nor silver? She is tearing the hearts of the educated.

"The first thing I want to do is to make paper and sell it.

The first thing that I want to do is to say, "I'm not going to do that.

"We?"

Qin Fuzi pointed at Shen Qingxue, and then at himself.

"You mean, I have to come too?"

He's a little unsure, it's a forest family thing to teach him, okay?

"It's us."

Shen Qingxue's head was clear, and she hadn't said anything wrong.

"What do you want to teach me about the Lin family?"

Although he was the stepfather of Shen Qingxue, he never asked for anything from the Lin family, and even now, he only uses his own bundle to support his wife and children.

He lived a very simple life, but that was all.

"Who said it was the Lin family's?"

When did Shen Qingxiu say that she used the Lin family's things, whether it was spices or paper-making, it had nothing to do with the Lin family, it was hers, and again, it was hers.

"If it's not from the Lin family, where did it come from?"

The paper-making technique is a family secret, and if it had not been passed down from generation to generation, who would have learned it out of thin air?

"My father said that I am clever with my heart."

Shen Qingxie said, without blushing or gasping, "I came up with that myself."

Qin Fu Zi: How big-mouthed.

Qiu Fan: How shameless.

And regardless of whether Shen Qingxie is big-mouthed, or whether she is shameless.

This paper, she just made it, and in terms of quality, it's still superior to other papers.

"This is what I gave to my Adi."

The first thing that you need to do is to make sure that you're not going to be able to do anything about it.

This Adi is her own to come, she is to prepare for his future is more what?

Just one paper-making technique, she can afford, if not Lou Jiaxiang is really difficult to teach, the incense-making technique she also wants to leave him, but he is too small, she also does not have too much time, these are taught to him.

Only these paper-making techniques, no specific candidate, also does not require a good sense of smell, as long as not too stupid, can always be learned.

"Do you want my Adi to die poor?"

The company has been in the process of developing the new product for the past two years.

The first thing you need to do is to make a batch of tears, and then stand on top of the roof and give him snow every day.

"You can wait for your Adi to grow up."

"What if I can't wait for him to grow up?"

Shen Qingxie's cold words were thrown over, which also caused Qin Fuzi's face to change dramatically.

"What nonsense!"

"Hard not to?"

Shen Qingxiao snorted, "When I get married, will I still be able to come over and teach him?" This marriage is to become the in-laws, and then what concerns her, her person, her birth, even what is inside her head, is also the in-laws.

Qin Fu Zi's face was only a little better at this moment.

"That I ......"

He gritted his teeth a bit and finally nodded, "Learn."

If he learns it, then he can learn it; if he doesn't, then he can forget about it."

"It's exhausting to talk to a scholar."

Shen Qingxue leaned back against his body, such a simple thing, but it had to be as awkward and boring as her forcing him to die.

"En."

Qiūfán also nodded his head a bit.

He didn't understand why he was so confused.

What does it matter if the child's surname is Qin or Lin? If he could have taught others, he would have done so already, so why bother?

It is impossible for Shen Qingxiao to never marry, get married, or have children, right?

When the family business is kept, it is the mother's home, but if it is not kept, it is no home.

So why not teach, and why not learn?

That's why it is said that the mind of a scholar is much, much trouble.