Bringing System to Great Tang

Zhong Shaojin didn't know how much Li Yi had spent on Pinyin, he was thinking about what Li Yi said.

Doing this thing to show the limelight, Li Yicai is alone, so busy all day, can he take care of it?

He leaned forward and took a look. Everything he had learned before was there, as well as the new pinyin.

The key is that the format is relatively new. Tell yourself, explain the meaning, and put the pinyin on it.

After adding a group of words, as long as you read such a book, you should be able to know the relevant knowledge.

Without Li Yi's consent, he picked up the pile of paper next to him and looked.

Li Yi writes in regular script, but this dictionary can't use thin gold.

Zhong Shaojing has a little contempt for Li Yi's regular script, just a little bit.

In fact, Li Yi's writing is not bad, but it depends on who he compares.

Zhong Shaojin didn't bother to care about Li Yi's calligraphy. He saw a frame, a frame of a new dictionary.

He found that as long as he followed this framework and found some people himself, he could fill it in and become a good dictionary.

The most difficult frame is there, the other is hard work.

"Doctor Li, you... the dictionary, but are you busy?" Zhong Shaojing looked at Li Yi with concern.

"Didn't you just say that, no, too tired." Li Yi looked regretful.

"Doctor Li, it's not that I said you, you can't do it yourself, how can someone compile a dictionary alone? You have to find someone."

Zhong Shaojing's voice was lowered.

"Looking for someone? Who do you want to look for? The last time you made a newspaper, President Zhong, who was looking for you, can't stare at you and look for it alone?"

Li Yi looked very embarrassed and frowned.

"There is nothing I can't find. As the president of the Calligraphy Association, I not only want to lead me to the calligraphy of the Tang Dynasty, but also increase the enlightenment on the basis of calligraphy."

For the first time, Zhong Shaojin said so boldly.

Li Yi was about to cry, he stepped forward and sat down holding Zhong Shaojing's arm.

"President Zhong, I won't say anything anymore. I know you have worked hard to compile dictionaries. I will give you ten more kerosene lamps.

Every kerosene lamp, a cylinder of kerosene every ten days, with you here, my thoughts will not be wasted.

In the winter, I can't get anything, that is, give me a dish. Don't dislike it. "

Li Yi set the terms. Give you a kerosene lamp and give you kerosene. You don't need anything if you have the ability to sell it. The money you make is yours.

Greenhouse vegetables in winter, give.

If you are willing to share it with other dictionary editors, you can share it, regardless of whether you keep it for yourself.

This is equivalent to a scientific research project, Li Yi grants funds, and Zhong Shaojing is the head of the project team.

He took a group of scientific research dogs with him, the funds were in his hands, and he allocated them at will.

Compiling a dictionary, I copied a frame by myself, the content is the most disgusting, fill it in, the workload is not ordinary.

What I paid was nothing more than ten kerosene lamps and kerosene, plus off-season vegetables.

When the compilation is completed, they will start printing, and the advertising fee for selling newspapers will be used to print the dictionary.

If the newspaper advertisement pays taxes, you have to draw money from other places to print it.

Zhong Shaojin didn't think he was being calculated, but instead thought that he had robbed Li Yi of the opportunity to stay famous.

"Things are of secondary importance, the key is to be able to make things right for the students of Datang." Zhong Shaojin was awe-inspiring.

"Yes, President Zhong really has a high level of consciousness." Li Yi quickly agreed.

I fry a few dishes, and the two of them ate while chatting.

The main reason was that Li Yi followed Zhong Shaojing to speak, so that Zhong Shaojing felt that Li Yi was a good person and should be supported.

"Doctor Li, Chang'an City still lacks a director of the Calligraphy Association, would you like to be?" Zhong Shaojin began to support.

"The word I..." Li Yi showed embarrassment.

"You, although there is still a lot of room for improvement, but now you have your own style, you must stick to it."

Zhong Shaojing interrupted Li Yi and gave a very sad evaluation.

What does it mean to have a lot of room for improvement?

"Chairman Zhong, don't worry, I will do the job of the council well, help those in need, provide pen, ink and paper so that people in the meeting can feel the warmth of the association's big family."

Li Yi agreed, what did the director do? Chant for something.

As long as you get the dictionary out quickly, I'm willing to spend money.

The two talked very happily, Zhong Shaojin drank a lot of wine.

When returning to the activity after eating, Zhuangzi was supported by someone, otherwise he would fall easily.

"Finally resolved." Li Yi picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat. He had been touting Zhong Shaojing just now.

Zhong Shaojing saves face and knows people. Once he has power, he always makes it easy for people he knows.

That’s why it was cleaned up, and it’s easy to do it in normal times. Do you take money from the court conveniently?

Becoming the vice president of the Calligraphy Association, Zhong Shaojing is another attitude.

What he is most proud of is that his ancestors created the regular script, and at the same time he learned it by himself.

In other respects, he can make it easy for people to walk, but he can't do calligraphy.

What he insists on is his own belief, and his handwriting is not good. What comment on your promotion in the Calligraphy Association?

Isn't that a blasphemy against regular script?

The money he got from all aspects was indeed spent in the association.

Therefore, in the use of people, it is necessary to use long.

Li Yi is pleased that no one is more suitable for the position of vice president of the Calligraphy Association than Zhong Shaojing.

"Proprietor, the pen can be used for a long time, especially the inkstone. Ink and paper are expensive." Jin Ju worried.

"I know how to make rice paper. If I open a workshop, the raw materials are not as good as those in Xuancheng, so it's okay to make do with it.

If you don’t use ink, I’m a director of the Chang’an Calligraphy Association. I give them ink and save them the effort of researching ink on their own. "

When Li Yi agreed, he had already planned and made the paper specially.

Ink saves the time to make ink ingots, ink ingots are too laborious and time-consuming.

The ink is many times simpler, and it can be used anyway.

In the evening, people from the Calligraphy Association didn't eat dinner, they were sent home by Lijiazhuang's motorcade with packed food boxes and other things.

They want to share meals with their families and show the gifts they get to their families.

"How's it going?" In the world on earth, Yao Chong got together again at night.

He said that he would not care about Li Yi's affairs, but he couldn't help it.

Lu Huaishen arranged it, and he has already received the news.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog... What are you guys?" Lu Huaishen read the poem.

"Everything is done, like a dream bubble..." The four people said almost simultaneously.

They feel that the artistic conception of this poem is like this, not a matter of spring dreams and sleep.

"It's the frost on the window. Then I gave Zhong Shaojing a new lamp, called a kerosene lamp..."

Lu Huaishen tells the general situation~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For the first time, he found that the frost flowers are so beautiful.

There is not much time to come as a spring dream, but to go as if there is nowhere to find a cloud.

"One hundred dollars? There is glass? One hundred hours ten times, one hour one hundred dollars?"

Bi Gou, who is sensitive to money, changed his focus and put it on lamps and kerosene.

"Your Majesty said that Li Yi has to pay 80% of the tax. The 80% is the kerosene lamp." Zhang said that he used two '80%' in a row.

Yao Chong followed up and said, "If you take out a hundred and pay taxes, he still has a profit."

"Guaranteed, I'm thinking about twenty yuan, plus two yuan of kerosene money, he can still earn ten times the net profit."

Wei Zhigu didn't want to target Li Yi, he just had this idea.

Li Yi's ability to make money, like everyone else, was fascinated.

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