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The steward brought Chen Zhou back to the inn, his expression a little solemn.

Chen Zhou was anxious, "What did Master Chang say?"

The steward's face was solemn and he said: "Zhao Hanzhang wants our engraving and printing craftsmen."

Chen Zhou was stunned for a moment and then said: "How is this possible? This is the foundation of our family."

The steward lowered his eyes and said, "They said that if there are no craftsmen, just give it to two or three apprentices."

Chen Zhou frowned, somewhat reluctant.

The manager was reluctant, but the conditions given by Chief Chang were too good. He lowered his voice and said, "Master Chang said that now is the time when Zhao Hanzhang needs manpower. If Lang Jun falls in her eyes, then stay with her." It’s possible to do things around you.”

Chen Zhou: "...you want me to be a clerk?"

His goal is to hold the Ninth Grade Zhongzheng Banquet next year, or in two years. As long as he can be ranked high, even if it is low grade, he will still be a county magistrate. Why should he stay in Xiping and be a minor official?

Once you become a minor official, the tone is set, and there will be no possibility of a fixed career in the future.

The steward said: "Instead of being a small official, I just work as a staff member and follow her. The people I meet are all famous people. And I heard that Xia Houren has a very good relationship with her. Then next year, we will select talents for the major awards. Maybe she can put in a nice word for my husband."

Xia Houren's clan brother Xia Houjun is the great Zhongzheng of Yuzhou.

Chen Zhou pondered.

The steward waited for him to think.

Chen Zhou asked again and again: "Just an apprentice?"

"They're just apprentices." The steward lowered his voice and said, "And they don't have engravings. Even if they open a bookstore, they have to accumulate engravings again. They are far inferior to our inventory. What is Lang Jun worried about?"

In the case of mass printing, why is woodblock printing much cheaper than movable type printing?

Because an engraving can be used repeatedly and put away when not in use, many bookstores have several rooms of engravings that have been accumulated over the years.

Why did the Zhao family never consider opening their own bookstore?

Could it be that they really couldn't find an engraver?

Of course not, but because it’s not worth it.

Today's books, in addition to printing, are hand-copied one by one. Most of the advanced knowledge is hand-copied and circulated. Most of the books that can be printed are very common textbooks.

Zhao didn't point to using the bookstore to make money, so naturally he wouldn't think of expending such effort.

Because it is so laborious. Each edition needs carpenters to carve it out word by word. If Xinqi House wants to be able to keep up with the well-established bookstores in storing books and editions, it will not take more than ten or twenty years. Time, that is, a lot of manpower and material resources are required, and the income simply does not match the effort.

Who is so stupid as to build a bookstore regardless of the cost?

So after Chen Zhou thought about it, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, promise him, you will go home immediately and pick two apprentices. They will know how to print books. The craftsmanship of your hands does not have to be very good."

"Mr. Lang, I think I have to choose a good one and a bad one."

"Why?"

"In this way, Zhao Hanzhang will know that we are careful. First, we will promote the skilled apprentice as the master and let him bring another apprentice over."

Chen Zhou looked at the steward with wide eyes, "Isn't this... bad? Isn't it a lie?"

Steward: "...Don't call it a lie. If the apprentice is good at his craftsmanship, he should have been promoted to master."

Chen Zhou finally breathed out, "What you said makes sense."

The steward also exhaled a breath, feeling a little tired.

Zhao Hanzhang didn't know any of this. She was playing tricks with Zhao Ju as if having fun in the military camp. She would deliberately memorize fixed moves at the beginning. After she got high, she completely forgot about it. She still remembered some of Fu Tinghan's principles and requirements. It becomes smoother and smoother.

She gradually became even with Zhao Ju.

Even though he had seen her many times, Zhao Ju couldn't help but sigh again, "Sanniang has an excellent talent."

Zhao Hanzhang pursed his lips and smiled. She was able to fight when she was blind. Oh, no, she practiced martial arts well. Of course she can do it now.

Zhao Hanzhang put away his gun and wiped his sweat with his sleeve. Zhao Erlang immediately ran up with a handkerchief and diligently wiped his sister's sweat.

Zhao Hanzhang simply raised his face and let him wipe it. After wiping it, he asked, "If you have anything to ask of me, tell me quickly. I have to patrol the city soon."

Zhao Erlang immediately said: "Sister, can you give me the other gun head in the box?"

Zhao Ju unscrewed the bamboo tube and drank water. Hearing this, he coughed and choked on the water.

Zhao Hanzhang glanced at him and said to Zhao Erlang: "Aren't you practicing swordsmanship? Why do you want a spear head?"

Zhao Erlang's eyes lit up and he said, "I think the spear is more powerful and easier to kill on horseback. It's also the same weapon as my sister's, so I want to change it!"

Zhao Hanzhang didn't mind, but said: "The gun head belongs to Ting Han, you have to ask him."

She paused and said, "Forget it, I'll go ask."

This was a gift specially given to her by Fu Tinghan. If she wanted to give it to someone else, she would have to ask him.

When Zhao Erlang heard this, he immediately followed her back to the county government office.

As soon as he got off the horse, he ran in ahead of her and ran all the way to the study. Sure enough, Fu Tinghan was writing and drawing at the table.

Zhao Erlang immediately ran forward and said, "Brother-in-law, I will call you brother-in-law a hundred times. Can you promise me something?"

Fu Tinghan looked up, "What's the matter?"

"Can you promise my sister to give me the other gun tip in the box?"

Fu Tinghan raised his eyebrows, "Can you say such logical things now?"

He asked: "Did someone else teach you this sentence, or did you say it yourself?"

Zhao Erlang looked confused, "I said it myself, what's wrong?"

Fu Tinghan asked: "You asked me to promise your sister, what about your sister?"

"Here it is," Zhao Hanzhang came in from the door and complained: "He ran in one step faster than me. I don't know when he learned to be so smart."

Zhao Erlang smiled naively.

Fu Tinghan smiled and nodded before Zhao Hanzhang could speak: "I agree."

He rummaged through the drawings on the side and pulled out the second drawing from the bottom to her, "This is the gun body I drew for you. See if there are any modifications. If not, I will let the craftsman do it." ."

Zhao Hanzhang saw that there were patterns on the gun, so he couldn't help but take a closer look, "What pattern is this?"

"This is the big seal script of your name." He paused and then said: "I didn't want to add anything, but Uncle Ming said that since you want to use the gun frequently, the gun should have its own logo."

The most important thing is that this gun looks expensive and powerful at first glance. If nothing else is added, Zhao Ming feels that it is a waste.

Zhao Hanzhang had no objection at all.

Fu Tinghan then looked at Zhao Erlang and said, "In that moment, you can also go and practice the spear, and I will design the gun body for you."

Zhao Erlang's eyes widened and he immediately started shouting, "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, brother-in-law..."

Seeing that he had the intention of calling out his brother-in-law a hundred times immediately, Fu Tinghan quickly stopped him, "No rush, you can call me later when you are free."