Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "It's not something expensive, it's rice paper made by our Youlian Paper Shop."

"Don't Youlian Paper Shop only sell toilet paper? They also have rice paper?" Master asked, feeling a little curious.

Mrs. Zhou smiled and said: "Yes, it will be officially sold today. If you don't mind, I can open the paper package and show it to you."

"Excuse me, madam."

The master handed the paper bag to Zhou, who grabbed the string on the paper bag and pulled it gently, and the string fell apart.

She opened the paper package and showed the rice paper inside to the Master.

The master took the rice paper, ran his fingers across the paper, raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised by the feel of it.

He quickly took the rice paper into his hand. The Master carefully held it in his hand and touched it. He couldn't help but pick up a pen and write a few words on the rice paper.

After finishing a poem smoothly, the master touched his beard and said: "Good paper, good paper."

The master couldn't put it down, holding the rice paper, and said with a smile: "It makes me laugh, I feel happy when I encounter good pens, inks, paper and inkstones..."

"As long as you like it, Master, I'll leave the rice paper with you. If you bother me too much today, I'll take my leave."

Zhou curtsied to his master and left the school with a brisk pace.

The Master stroked his beard and watched Mr. Zhou walk away. He returned to his desk and took up his pen to write on the rice paper.

"The rice paper is really good, and the paper sold by Youlian Paper Shop is really good." The master said happily, and he couldn't hold back the smile on his face.

At this time, other masters came to his study and asked curiously: "Why is Mr. Fang so happy?"

"You're here just in time. Come and take a look at this paper. I haven't used such smooth rice paper for a long time." The master called his colleagues with great interest.

Master's colleague stepped forward curiously and gently brushed the surface of the rice paper with his fingers.

"It's really good paper. Where did this rice paper come from? Is it from the capital?" The colleague asked impatiently. He wanted to own such good paper.

The master touched his beard and said with a smile: "The rice paper was sent by the schoolboy's family and made by Youlian Paper Shop."

"Youlian Paper Shop...Okay, I'll go buy it right away."

The colleague left as soon as he was told and quickly left the master's study.

I met other teachers on the road and told them about the rice paper. All the teachers from the school followed me to Youlian Paper Shop.

Youlian Paper Shop thus welcomed the patronage of the masters from the school. The masters bought rice paper in large quantities and left together.

The high-profile shopping by the masters invisibly advertised the rice paper produced by Youlian Paper Shop, and students from the school also came to buy it, many of whom were Liang'er's classmates.

Youlian Paper Shop received the attention of many Confucian students one after another. Their purchases aroused the interest of other scholars, and even the Yamen came to buy it.

The rice paper produced by Youlian Paper Shop has also officially gained its name.

Nowadays, when we talk about Youlian Paper Shop, we not only buy good toilet paper, but also have a good reputation for rice paper, which is cheap, smooth and of first-class quality.

Gu Xiaoyou's paper shop business has reached a new peak, and the business is booming.

At the end of the month, Youlian Paper Shop.

Gu Xiaoyou and Yang He checked the account books together. Yang He fiddled with the abacus and suddenly his hands shook.

"What's wrong? Did you calculate it wrong?" Gu Xiaoyou asked in confusion.

If she hadn't been afraid of frightening Yang He by taking out her cell phone, she would have used the computer to settle the accounts.

"No, it's just that the amount is a bit..." Yang He looked at the account book and then at the abacus.

"What's the point? Just tell me." Gu Xiaoyou urged.

This Yang He was so slow in doing things, it almost made her anxious to death.

Yang He smiled apologetically and wrote the numbers on the account book. Gu Xiaoyou went over to take a look and his eyes widened.

"Five hundred taels? We have earned so much in one and a half months!" Gu Xiaoyou said in surprise.

Although it makes less money than express delivery and isatis root, the paper shop has always made the least money among these three businesses.

The income of 500 taels now has exceeded her expectations.

Yang He was even more delighted. His hands almost shook when he was writing.

Gu Xiaoyou said happily: "Great, I'll invite everyone to the restaurant. You go ask the guys from the workshop to find us at the restaurant."

"Okay." A rare bright smile appeared on Yang He's delicate face, and he went to do the things arranged by Gu Xiaoyou with brisk steps.

Gu Xiaoyou brought the clerk from the paper shop and the nurse with him, and they talked and laughed all the way to the restaurant.

After a while, the workers in the workshop also arrived, and Gu Xiaoyou treated everyone to a good celebration banquet.

At the same time, Boss Ma’s rice paper shop.

Boss Ma fiddled with the abacus with a gloomy look on his face, checked the account books several times, and pointed at the numbers on the abacus in disbelief.

"You've made so much money this month?" Boss Ma asked the clerk sternly.

The clerk said tremblingly: "If I tell the boss, the paper shop has no business this month..."

"Why is there no business? My paper shop is the largest rice paper shop in the county, how can no one come?"

Boss Ma widened his little eyes and asked angrily: "Are you lazy? Or did you take the money from the store?"

The clerk denied it repeatedly: "Boss, I absolutely didn't. It was Youlian Paper Shop that took away our business."

"Nonsense, how could she, a paper shop selling toilet paper, take away the rice paper business?" Boss Ma asked angrily.

"Youlian Paper Shop started selling rice paper last month, and their rice paper is cheap and good..." The waiter's voice became smaller and smaller under Boss Ma's scary eyes, and finally he shut his mouth in fear.

"Damn it, that woman named Gu dares to steal my business!"

Boss Ma threw the abacus angrily, and the abacus fell to the ground with a bang, and the beads instantly scattered all over the floor.

Boss Ma kicked the beads on the ground and asked in a cold voice: "How much does it cost to buy rice paper from Youlian Paper Shop?"

The waiter lowered his head and replied with a trembling voice: "It's twice as cheap as the rice paper in our store."

"Double!" Boss Ma cursed and slammed the table angrily: "She is Mingqiang!"

Boss Ma was so angry that he was breathing heavily. He pulled the account book unwillingly, looked at the pitiful numbers on the account book, and gritted his teeth: "Starting tomorrow, the price of rice paper in the store will also be reduced, it is one penny cheaper than Youlian Paper Shop."

"Yes, boss." The waiter didn't dare to refute and responded in a timid whisper.

The next day, Boss Ma posted a notice on the door of his paper shop, with the low price written in bold and capital letters on the paper.

Several customers came one after another, touched the rice paper, shook their heads and left.

After several people left one after another, Boss Ma became anxious and stopped a customer and asked puzzledly: "Why did you just leave after touching it? You don't want to buy such cheap rice paper?"
Chapter completed!