Transmigrating to the Ming Dynasty’s Imperial Examination

What Choi Xie really wanted them to sign was a confidentiality agreement.

Color register and imposition printing are not technical things, but in the early Ming Dynasty, no one thought of doing it. If there is no contract constraint, today he told the craftsman how to make up the plates, how to distinguish the shades, and the smudges. In a few days, all Zhili books will be colored editions.

It didn't take long for the treasurer and his son to call the craftsman back to the shop and renew the agreement with him. Several craftsmen were worried that he would ask himself to sell himself as a slave. They looked at him in expectation, but remembered that they had worked in this shop for many years, and their children grew up here. After all, they did not speak, and honestly accepted the contract. book.

But what I don't want to get is not a deed, but just a contract to hire a worker and a confidential document that prohibits the spread of printing technology in this workshop.

Not only when they are working in the study, but even after leaving their jobs, they are not allowed to pass on this skill to other bookstores. The bookstore will pay them a confidentiality fee every year, but if they dare to violate the prohibition, they must report to the official for questioning.

They are naturally not afraid to sign this kind of contract. Not to mention that they have been in the book-carving business for so many years. There is no difference in the carving techniques of the various companies, and everyone else they know will know how to do it; it is true that they will learn a new craft in the future, and they will hold it in their hands and pass it to their children and grandchildren for dinner.

The treasurer and the clerk had nothing to say, so they took the pen and signed the name. The other mates and craftsmen met his example and signed the contract with peace of mind. The two township agreements and Lizheng also signed as witnesses, put away the stack of paper, and prepared to send it to the county government for signature and record.

Cui Xie saw that it was not early, so he asked Cui Yuan to go to the restaurant to order food for the middle-aged people to eat, and then asked the workers: "You all took the work outside? When can you finish it?"

A few engraving and printing craftsmen took over the work of another bookstore, and it took four or five days to complete the work. The tent was in a small wine shop to help keep the accounts, and it took half a month to settle the accounts. Still stay in the shop and work every day.

The treasurer of Ji looked at his face carefully, but he was not happy or angry, and could not estimate what he was thinking.

He wanted to plead for these workers, so that the owner would allow them a few days so that they could get their wages. Unexpectedly, he hadn't even spoken yet, Cui Xie said, "If you have a few days left, let's go and finish. Now that the yard has been rented to the Wang family, you should pack up the engraving tools and move them to my yard, and hand them back from another house. Just find a clean vacant room to work in the back cover room. If anyone has no place to live, they can move in."

The shopkeepers were all pleasantly surprised, and a tired handyman who had no family immediately said that he was willing to move in. The shopkeeper was still a little frightened, and Qiqi Ai Ai asked him what he planned to do with their father and son. Cui Xie glanced at him faintly, and said inexplicably, "Let's remember it first. Check it out at the end of the year."

As long as they are not sent to the county office, the father and son will feel lucky. The two of them went down with gratitude. They cleaned the storefront first, and made up their minds to operate desperately so that the owner could forgive them for their sins.

The riotous Wang family in the backyard of the bookstore did not leave either. Daguan Wang pretended to lend them to be witnesses, escaped from the hands of the two charming wives, and sat with them for a long time with a face like a fancy fox and whistle-but he could sit still.

When Cui Xie dismissed his mates and invited the middle-aged people to the hall for a drink, he moved around and stood up, smiling and saying, "Cui Yishi is really a sea-like heart. I thought your servant was carrying you on his back. When you leave the yard, you have to take the treasurer to the county office for punishment, and then take back the yard behind the bookstore. Either I sit here with this face, or I'm afraid you take the yard back and wait. I'm reasonable with you, I never thought you were such a reasonable person."

Where can I get a hundred taels of silver to pay him?

This group of craftsmen have not run clean until now. They are exemplary and loyal employees. Let's rent the yard. The chairman also taught us that "the people who keep and lose the land, the people and the land are; the people who keep and the land are lost, the people and the land are lost." He is also a librarian who has signed a tripartite agreement and almost got on duty, dare not follow the footsteps of great men. ?

Anyway, the old house of the Cui family has a small backyard, a two-story rear cover room facing the street, enough for staff dormitories and studios, there is no need to spend money on this yard.

Cui Xie replied with a smile: "Since the son gave the money back and saved my hired worker and the yard, it is assumed that the son lives here. I haven't thanked the son yet. I didn't know that the bookstore was flooded. If you had known it earlier, it would have been time to come and thank the prince's helping hand."

Wang Daguan smiled flatteredly, the blood on the corners of his mouth was about to bloom, and he "hissed" twice with pain, and quickly held his arm: "We are all heroes and righteous men. There is no need to learn from those sour scholars. Yes. I think you are a few years younger than me. Just call me Brother Wang, and I will ask you to call you Brother Cui!"

Cui Xie retorted, "I dare not dare, I am just a scholar..."

"Then you are not an ordinary scholar." Prince Wang slapped him **** the shoulder. If he hadn't been sitting upright, he would almost lie down: "I looked at your shoulder just now. I hated a long scar. I really have seen such a wound on a strong man with blood. I love warriors the most in my life. When you come back to my house, my house has a big martial arts field, several stone-heavy horn bows, and a good horse from outside your mouth. You love riding and shooting. Well, it’s better than trying swordsmanship, I can practice with you!"

……Thank you, I will be better than you when I go home and practice for twenty years.

Just as Cui Xie wanted to decline, a thought flashed in his mind, his eyes flashed across his bruised and swollen face, and he asked, "Brother Wang is really good at martial arts?" Then how can two delicate women behave like this?

Wang Xiangzhen followed his gaze and touched the corners of his mouth, and his teeth were so painful: "I have something wrong in my life. I can't see the beauty of sadness. It's just a few nail marks, so I scratched it. I reluctantly beat it. I can’t bear to dismiss her, but what else can I do but endure."

Although Cui Xie felt that it was wrong to raise the outside room, he was a little admired for his resignation, and he couldn't help but arched his hands and said, "Brother Wang is very cultivated. It's just that Brother Wang's Lingzheng already knows the universe in this yard. I’m afraid it’s rare to be quiet. I have to open this study again, so I can only ask Brother Wang to think more about how to arrange that...girl in the future."

Wang Xiangzhen didn’t know whether he was beaten or shouted during the quarrel with a hoarse voice and replied, “Ah, let’s talk about it later, I have to think about what to do with Yue sister for a while. But I have to think about it for a long time. But Brother Cui, I have something to ask for. you--"

Cui Xie raised his eyes to look at him, silently expressing doubt.

Wang Xiangzhen was stunned by those eyes. After a long pause, he remembered to breathe. He lowered his head and smiled dryly and said, "Brother Cui, please don't go back to this study until the face of your brother grows up. Sister Yue is a little watery. With a young and romantic person like you coming in and out in front, I'm afraid that the second gate of the academy is not very reliable and won't lock other people's feet."

Cui Xie nodded and agreed calmly: "Brother Wang's family members live in the back, I naturally want to avoid suspicion. This bookstore has a treasurer to take care of it on weekdays, and I will not come too often if there is nothing to do."

Wang Xiangzhen's lips moved slightly, causing the injury at the corner of his mouth to make his face a little distorted. He smiled and said, "I won't let Brother Cui suffer in vain. I will take you to Sanjianfangjiang's mother's house. Her family..."

He raised his face, glanced at Cui Xie's clean face and eyes, he swallowed the words behind, and coughed lightly and said, "Let’s go back and give you a pony for my brother. The righteous man needs a good horse. You ride a horse. The sword should also be good...very good."

A horse will cost ten taels for less. If it is a good horse, even hundreds of taels will not be bought. This gift cannot be taken lightly. Cui Xie quickly declined, but Wang Xiangzhen waved his hand and said, "Okay, my brother has his own plan. I will see you when my face is ready!"

His wife caused an outsider to run into the scene, and she went home early, and the outside house also retracted into the room and asked someone to lock the courtyard door. Cui Xie didn't care how the family would make trouble in the future, accompanied a few middle-aged people to have a meal, and took the real account books from the store back home.

The handyman arrived home earlier than them and asked Mama Zhang to arrange for the back cover room. Cui Xie cared about him in the past, and saw that the old bed of Cui Yuan and his son was placed in the room. There were old desks, books and chairs left by Vice Wang Xiucai as work benches, basins, buckets and cloth towels were all available, and they lived in a comfortable place. .

In the corner of the room is a box of cut wooden boards, and there are some paper, ink, glue, and alum hurriedly stacked on the table. Li Jinbao said hurriedly: "These are all materials that are found in the store. I want to print the book and I have it. The son doesn’t ask us to take care of the work privately outside. I also know that I am grateful. I want to prepare the board and materials in advance and start the work immediately when the craftsman returns."

Printing is not in a hurry, he hasn't decided what to print yet. Cui Xie didn't dare to be too aggressive at once, so he just asked him: "Have you ever printed a color book in our store?"

Li Jinbao was stunned, and then asked: "The son said that he used apricot yellow paper and magnetic blue paper as the base and printed on it? That paper does not say that the words are printed on it, but the price is two or three taels of silver. We can't print it! Can't print it!"

Cui Xie pondered for a moment, and said, "It's not like that, but the calligraphy and painting are printed in different colors in printing..."

The **** pictures in his impression seem to be in color, but in the chemistry book, it is written that the earliest arching technique of the elder version of the flower arching technique appeared from the late Ming Dynasty "Luo Xuan Changed Ancient Notes Pu" and "Shi Zhu Zhai Jian Pu". I don't know where the process of color printing technology has been developed during the Chenghua years. Will it be too shocking to throw the latest technology at once?

Li Jinbao looked at him as if he was lost in thought, and couldn't help but call him: "My son? I never heard that the words in the book have changed colors, so it's not as comfortable as the ink words?"

Cui Xie shook his head, bit his lip and asked him: "If you don't mention what to print, can you dye the paper with a background color like Xie Gongjian, and use a different color to print the image on it?"

Li Jinbao "Ah" said: "So it was to dye paper? It is for you scholars to write poems and articles? It is convenient if you only dye a pine flower and acacia yellow, and it does not take much effort to carve a lace fence. You can get it out in a hurry. But it takes more time to apply powder wax."

With a technical background, starting a new one will get twice the result with half the effort. Choi Xie asked with some surprises: "Do you know what is on the market?"

Li Jinbao first started and said: "I dare not say everything. We have never done the gold and silver paintings in the south, but the general dyeing and coating powder wax paper is also good."

Cui Xie looked down and thought for a while, then slightly nodded: "You will tell your shopkeeper tomorrow that you want him to buy all the paper-dying paints and tools. If you need something, you can ask Cui Yuan for money. Look at the colors that can be dyed. Show me all the tricks. Ask another worker who wants to move in, so I can find a neighbor to book some room furniture with the carpenter-but the style will be simpler."

Li Jinbao nodded with excitement, "Thank you, son, but we have a place to live. What kind of style should we choose? Let's not tell the son, after the flood last year, the villain even asked for food and lived in a shack, if it wasn't for the shopkeeper That yard—"

He stopped abruptly, lowered his head and peeked at Cui Xie.

Cui Xie twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, flicked his sleeves and turned around: "It's getting late, you can rest, I'll go now."

Today, he threatened to kill someone with a sword, forced his father and his son to pay the account, and brought these workers back to sign a contract... After doing so many villain bosses, it is no wonder Li Gong was afraid of him. He should leave consciously and don't scare others into heart disease.