Xiaoshan Niang is a very active person, which is not only reflected in doing housework, but also in doing things. The next morning, she came to Li's house with the four treasures of the study.

This is what Li Qingyou asked her to help buy.

Li Qingyou was making soy milk and spoke before Xiaoshan Niang could speak, shouting to Adi who was feeding pigs in front of the pig pen: "Brother, go buy two kilograms of meat and let's stew it for dinner tonight."

He also left Xiaoshan Niang to have dinner here at night, "call Xiaoshan to come too."

Xiaoshan Niang couldn't refuse, "I have to go back later, and there are a lot of things at home. Two days ago, Xiaoshan's aunt sent a message saying that she would come over this afternoon. I will go to my aunt's house another day, and my aunt will make delicious food for you.

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She was smiling when she said this, and her face was filled with joy.

Li Qingyou didn't force it. He just asked his brother to buy a pound of meat. If he couldn't keep the meat in summer, it would be spoiled if he couldn't finish it in one meal.

Adi responded, took the money and ran out.

"Auntie, is this a happy event?" Li Qingyou ordered some brine inside and looked at Xiaoshan Niang with a smile. She was beaming with joy from the moment she came in.

Xiaoshan Niang smiled and said: "I can't hide anything from you. Isn't Xiaoshan fourteen years old? It's time to kiss after the New Year. I plan to arrange it for him as soon as possible..."

Zhao Xiaoshan's aunt lives in Duanjiazhuang, more than ten miles away. The people introduced by her relatives know everything about her. When she thinks that her son will get married next year and have a fat grandson the year after that, Xiaoshan's mother is happy from ear to ear.

"That's such a happy event. Let me know if you need help, auntie." Li Qingyou was kind-hearted. Although she felt that it was too early to get married on the 14th and 5th, and her body was not yet mature, but that was how people were at this time.

Li Qingyou covered the mold, then waited for the tofu to be finalized before selling it, and went into the east room with Xiaoshan Niang.

"Originally Xiaoshan was coming, but just as he was about to go out, he ran into the Zhang family looking for someone, so why don't I make a trip." Xiaoshan's mother put the four treasures of the study wrapped in paper on the kang, and looked at Li Qingyou jokingly, "I

I didn’t know you were literate, so you’re going to take the exam for the number one female scholar?”

Nine out of ten people in this era are illiterate, and they are envious of those who can read. The way Xiaoshan Niang looked at Li Qingyou changed.

Li Qingyou smiled and didn't explain much. He took the things and looked at them. There was a Hu pen, an inkstone and ink, and a knife of paper.

"This Hu pen costs one hundred and eighty cents. I don't remember what this ink is called. And these... it cost a total of seven hundred and eighty-five cents." Xiaoshan Niang took out the remaining coins and sighed at the end.

He took a breath and said, "If most people can't afford to go to school, just such a thing would cost more than half a tael of silver."

This is enough for the two of them to live for more than a month.

Just pick the cheapest one. If you buy a good one, it won’t cost you so much.

This is just a set of the four treasures of the study. If you want to study, you have to buy books, go to a private school and hand in a bunch of books. On three festivals and two birthdays, you have to give gifts to the master and his wife, which costs nearly ten taels of silver at least in a year.

Moreover, studying cannot be accomplished overnight, otherwise there would not be ten years of hard work studying this sentence.

Ordinary people only earn about ten taels of silver a year. It is not easy to feed and clothe a family, let alone support a scholar.

Xiaoshan Niang was envious, but when she thought about the money spent, she felt sorry for Li Qingyou, "Qingyou, what do you think you used to buy these things for..." You can't take the exam for merit, isn't this a waste of money?

It's better to buy some embroidery thread or something, make some needlework and sell it when you have nothing to do, and it can also help support the household.

Li Qingyou couldn't explain this to her. He just smiled and changed the subject, "How is Xiaoshan doing recently?"

Xiaoshan Niang is also a sensible person. She knew that Li Qingyou didn't want to talk about this, so she followed her words and talked about her son.

Thinking of the girl Li Qingyou's family, her parents were gone early. She definitely didn't understand some things, such as menstrual belts. Xiaoshan Niang explained to her in detail how to do it and how to use it.

No matter how thick-skinned Li Qingyou is, she can't help but have a fever on her face. It's hard for her to tell such a private matter, even if the other person is also a woman.

"Have you made the menstrual belt?" Xiaoshan Niang said and went to find a sewing basket on her own initiative. "Auntie told you, you need to prepare two more of these, so as not to be blinded when you don't use them."

Li Qingyou hurriedly stopped her. Everything else was easy to talk about. Let others help with this kind of thing...

She really couldn't wipe this face away.

"Hey, you're still shy. What's there to be embarrassed about with Auntie?" Xiaoshan Niang looked at Li Qingyou's red ears and chuckled, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, but I still have to say that there are a lot of grass and ash.

Put it aside to avoid staining your clothes..."

Most women in this era used plant ash instead of cotton. Firstly, it saves money. Secondly, it has good water absorption effect. Of course, more importantly, it saves money.

Li Qingyou shuddered, thinking about that scene made her shudder. She would rather spend more money to buy cotton.

"Speaking of clothes, I remembered something again..." Xiaoshan Niang said: "I saw your skirt was washed in the yard. You washed it with cold water. That's not possible. Next time, remember to boil hot water for washing. Don't worry about wasting firewood.

He, nothing matters but my body..."

Li Qingyou paused for a moment, then looked at Xiaoshan Niang with a trace of suspicion in her eyes. Didn't she wash it?

"If this was something else, don't worry, my aunt just washed it. But this one won't work, mainly because it's not good for you." Xiaoshan Niang lowered her voice as she spoke, with a nagging look on her face, "This thing can only be washed by itself."

Wash, otherwise you will have to wait until you reach the underworld and be unable to cross the Naihe Bridge..."

Li Qingyou listened intently, humming from time to time, but thinking about his brother, thinking that he washed the clothes, he was relieved but also a little embarrassed.

Xiaoshan Niang also had a lot of work at home. After delivering the things and waiting for a while, she left. Li Qingyou took out the paper, cut a few pieces according to the size of the "Record of Actions", and put away the rest.

Next, I poured some water into the inkstone, took the ink block and rubbed ink on it. As a result, my hands were covered with ink due to my unskilled work. The familiar ink fragrance filled my nose, as if I was back to holding the ink stick when I was in school.

The feeling of sitting in class with books.

After a lot of effort, Li Qingyou finally got everything done. Li Qingyou took the Hu pen and dipped it in ink, then started drawing on the cut rice paper according to the proportions in "Record of Actions".

The result once again proves the saying that ideals are plump and reality is skinny.

Originally, Li Qingyou was dissatisfied with the poor painting skills in "Records", but it turned out that she was not as good as others. She had a headache looking at the uneven thickness and crooked "paintings" on it.

How did that happen?

At any rate, she also attended an art cram school for a few days when she was in elementary school in her previous life. She remembered that she loved drawing so much at that time that even though she no longer attended cram school, she still often painted and painted. If her family hadn't stopped her, maybe she would have
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