Zhang Mom took a few days later, she took Li Jinbao and a carving craftsman to Zhang Da to the front yard to seekui, said that it was dyed deep red, pink, light green, shallow, and apricot yellow. Also print the border, please reward.
The size of the paper is approximately A4 paper, slightly elongated. Half of them is pure color, the other half of the paper, printed with Zhu Hong's wrapped border, the pattern is detailed, and the carving is good. The box is divided into six rows of plaids. There is also a natural trace of water at the corner of the paper, more changing, and the lower left corner is printed by the ranhorse of the Rongshui.
If this paper is compared with the notebook used by modern students, it can be said that it is rough. It can really take it in your hand, touch the smooth and comfortable feel, look at the simple and warm color, the straight side frame line, Cui Wei feels quite exquisite and beautiful.
- There is a lattice on at least the paper, more than him. It is necessary to use it to ensure that the ordinary bamboo paper from the word straight is much stronger.
And all of it is not as good as people, isn't it just waiting for him to change?
He tried to write a few words on the note. Sure enough, he did not eat the water and not dizzy. The writing is smooth, but it is better than usual paper, the word written is also more rounded. If it is the first to use this paper, it is afraid that the paper is written in the next paper.
Anyway, he couldn't help but wrote a few lines, and the whole section "Xia Xia Qia Xiao".
The two traits looked at him in a nervous man. It was even more heartbeat until he lifted his pen. He asked at that height, and he lowered: "The son felt that this note was able to enhance it?"
Li Jinbao smiled and laughed: "This is the most exquisite, it can be improved. If the son is going to see, you can add some mica powder, and the paper can have bright gloss."
Zhang Da is silent, and his hands are stirring in the sleeves, but it is a low head and does not dare to speak.
Cui Wei shook his head and painted a few or complete or semi-stripped chestnuts in the corner. The chestnuts talented these two days, he also painted a lot, and now there is no real thing, it can also draw a pen. Li Jinbao looks next to it, seeing him, although it is some small things, but it is like a toe, it is not impressed: "The original son will draw this painting."
Cui Wei smiled: "I have learned before, I can also draw a few words. I want to know, if this color is different, how do you printed?"
Half a mouth is half a mouth, I don't dare to say it, I don't say a "line" word, which is embarrassing.
Li Jinbao is anxious, like a child looks like a child, is a strong and saying: "This can be printed, the version is founded, the place of the ink is alive, just can print the same depth This is how it is deeply shallow. "
Cui Wei smiled and asked him: "How can I not, I am publishing, some places are painted when I paint, some places are inert, don't print it?"
Li Jinbao said used to: "How is it easy, the son, you think too simple, we have been old, this line ..."
Zhang Da suddenly pulled him, make up to the front cloud, the fingertips painted more simple chestnuts in a line and shadows, whispered: "If the son is printed, it is impossible, but First print a deep place first, and then take a pen to the map. "
Finally said this step.
Cui Wei "" has a sound, so it is uncomfortable: "How many times? Too much trouble."
Three people have nodded, thinking that he will immediately recover this unreasonable requirement. He smiled, with a foreman unique, as if he had just thought, but said that there is a premeditious spirit say: "Then, the version of the version is once again, and if you don't press the dark color , Open a version into a few pieces of colors, and complete the color and then put a piece of print. I don't have any difficulty. "
Zhang Da's lips Zhang Hezhao, said: "Then, the carving version is easy, I can also carry two editions, but it is not easy to align, how to print it ..."
There is no such technology in their square, and Cui Wei does not know how to operate in the field, and there is not so thin in the chemistry book. But the colored ideas will be given smoothly, is it possible to card this step?
He shot Zhang Da's shoulder encouraged: "I know that I am a parallel, I want to come out, but I take you today, I must give me the first engraved version of our store. You will try it first. One, don't get rid of chestnuts, you are good at, don't necessarily ink color, change a few distinct colors, save it. Let's come, slowly try. "
Zhang Da looked for a while, suddenly looked up to him, big courage to say: "The son can see me, I will definitely do it. But I want to engrave new things, I can't give the store, Wang Gongzi ...... "
"I naturally according to your carving, no matter how it is bad. If you do it, there is a bonus - if you don't do it, this bonus I also give him. Not Optical Conductor, There are printing, toning ... I have been in the fifty two silver sons here, who is the first to think about the color map, I will give a bonus. "
The three people's pupils expanded, swallowed, and I can't reach this into his silver bag. The apparel is biting his teeth: "Small people have to be Mongolian people to give big sin, if they still dare to have a weak heart, don't do this, don't stay me! Some people are relieved, I will try to urge those craftsmen, print you as soon as possible To have something! "
Cui Wei watched a circle on their face, smiling and said: "I hope so, I will wait for your good news."
These technical books are Tianqi. There is no high-profile technique since the Chongzhen years, and there is no high-tech. Although there is no appearance, but as long as you break the window paper, you don't even have these workers can't do it.
As long as you have a technical problem, he can have a hard drive in all countries ... The film, the beautiful scenery inside can be included, and it is not afraid that the appropriate map is not affected.
This technique intends to giving a worker, and he also counts a heart, temporarily can read with Mr..
Treat him to be familiar with the four books, and see the poems, they can see the parties, rhyme, and have a poem, and they are called Cui Yuan's father and son to clean up the six rites used by the truly teacher, follow him to Lin. Mr. Mr. Master.
He mentioned the gift to the door, Mr. Lin did not see how joy, but some nervous, lost mouth: "You have come to study so early?"
Not too early, this has passed on August 15. It is time to pass through the azure life. Do you wait until you have to wait until August?
He looked at Mr., he watched his heart, seeing him in his heart, coughing two times, taking a gift in his hand, saying: "Okay, I know you see you. Today, you will accept your enrollment. "
It turns out that he will guide him to the Confucius, and then the teacher's gift, he will quit his a few words, so that he will enter the classroom, sitting in a good location of the window.
Cui Wei is the heart of adult, not happiness, not to learn, and learn how to listen to the books, how many homes will be handled in time, the writing is also working, full school can't find such a good student. Mr. Cuben every time I saw this new disciple, I always thought about him for himself, and I couldn't help but have some hearts.
He first was first asked by Cui, as a disciple, and turned to the shopkeeper of the Lord's book. He came to the restaurant to eat, and also directly served the two good satin and twenty snow white wrapped silver ingots. If this thing can't be drifted, he is not good for the old face.
Think of this day and night, he is not awkward, and the students will study themselves, and the scholars who have written the novels in Qian'an County and even Yongping, and I still feel that the level is insufficient.
It is better to come to Jiangnan.
Mr. Lin sighed, returned to the bedroom at night, licking at the "Li Changlu Rock Grotto in Jiangnan", sighed the Jiangnan Talent, and suddenly remembered - Who said Northern There is no Jiangnan talented, and there is nothing in Jingli is Jiangnan Jiangbei, and the talented residence of the 13 provinces of Beijing?
These people will always be willing to write a few novels for the bookshop, and will also give yourself a literary name?
He is very vibrating, and immediately write a letter to the old friend who will go to Shun Tianfu, and send ten silver and a few good ink as a roll pen. The foreign language also attached two baskets of the local specialty Jin Zi pear, two knives good paper, take two people for many years, the same examination is pleading to the other side, let him find a true talents for himself, set enough, one The content of the content is not flowing, and the good manuscript is derived from the reader.
The friend is reliable, and a set of hand copy is sent to him in just a short month.
It is not a long history of cost, but the four essays that have been embarrassing - all the buds have encountered the goddess of the country, the goddess / women's fairy / women's demon / ghost, you have to give thousands of gold to marry the story, the author is different The fun is consistent. Read, its writing does not say Hua Cai, you can also be pleasing; poetry does not say delicacy, but can chew the taste.
He read it again, helping the school that has changed a few things that are not clean enough, and feel that there is no need to add, and the long-awaited heart is finally falling.
At this time, the sky has been late, Cui Huan goes home. He is not willing to stay in the moment, but Cui is his student. It doesn't take the teacher's truth. If you take the oil paper, you will pick up the book, and ask the little son to send it to Cui family, and cut him on his way. Look.
Fortunately, his son is only ten years old, and he is from his father to read, and it is not interested in the words of the words, and does not look at these bad reading. He only wrapped the parcel to Cui Hand, and he said, "I gave the homework of my brother."
Give him a few pieces of osmanthus cake, he was happy to eat.
Cui Wei looked at the thickness of this package, and he made the heart, and why did the Mr. Lin have sent "homework" after the Zone of Mr. Lin.
He is eating, afraid of dirtying, and then takes a few hands with the fragrant round soap and pancreatic, and wipes with a new wilt. Cut the paper bag, and read this masterpiece.
I followed it next to him, and I also saw it very entered. Cui Yuan watched the look of them, and the breathing was fine until they finished reading: "How, this book is good?"
He didn't love to read the book, but wanted to know that this book could not sell. After all, the store is limited, and there are so many shopkeepers and buddies. If you make money early, you can make a bordering industry.
Cui Wei can't answer.
The history difference of more than 50 years, let him not appreciate these articles, just want to spit this hanging silk male and hegemony, but not only being included, but also packaged a wife's story too unreasonable.
He had to look at the reaction - the child is reading like a drunk, it seems to have seen a peerless beauty, but also repeatedly ,.,..
Although he looked at these paragraphs, he didn't get the four famous functions, three words and two shots, and even couldn't get on the web, but the novels of the entire Ming and Qing Dynasty were then passed into modern readers. It is also impossible to take this kind of pure business fast.
He wanted this, taking a picture of the head and said: "This manuscript is given to you, take it back to copy two times, I will find the research and research of the trainer."