Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

The little girl took a sip of the tea on the table before continuing, "When printing, use a cylindrical flat brush to dip in ink, brush it evenly on the plate, and then carefully cover the paper on the plate.

Lightly brush the paper with a brush, and the positive image of the text or picture will be printed on the paper.

The last step is to pick up the paper from the engraving plate and dry it in the shade. A printer can print 2 to 3 sheets per day on a hard plate, and can print tens of thousands of times in a row. "

Lord Zhang was filled with mixed feelings. It turned out that no one had come up with such a simple method in thousands of years.

Even he himself, who usually buried himself in studying things in books, could not come up with such a simple and convenient method.

This is a method that truly benefits the country and the people. If such a carving is really made...

It’s incredible to think about it. Things that used to require people to work day and night can now be completely solved with just a small piece of board.

Mr. Zhang's father looked at Su Muyao with a light in his eyes.

Zhang Huafeng had to retire and give the position to his son because of his old age and frailty.

Fortunately, my son worked hard and took over my position when I was about to retire.

"Cough cough" Su Muyao pretended to cough twice. It was really the old man's hot gaze that made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Can you do it?"

"No problem," Lord Zhang smiled confidently, and he immediately went to prepare for the matter.

"What kind of book does the princess want to print?"

"Let's carve a storybook first, called The Monkey King."

Mr. Zhang was confused. “What kind of picture book is that?”

He searched through all the picture books in his mind, but had never heard of the one about the Monkey King.

"This is what I heard from others before, I'm just relaying it."

She was too embarrassed to say that Journey to the West, one of the four great classics, was her masterpiece.

Mr. Zhang treated it as just an ordinary conversation and did not continue the topic. He asked some more questions about sculpture.

Su Muyao also told him everything she knew, and finally handed him the part about the Monkey King.

After Su Muyao left, Mr. Zhang's father jumped up and down like a spoiled old man, pointing fingers at his son.

"Look, I feel tired just listening to you talking. What kind of person is that little princess? She's the emperor's favorite. You just have to agree to whatever she says. Why are you dragging your feet and dithering?"

Mr. Zhang was pointed at on the head and scolded by his father.

Su Muyao did not go back after leaving the Shangshu Mansion, but went to the study.

The shopkeeper in the study was getting anxious and restless. He never thought that there would come a day when he would be so worried about the good business in his store.

Ever since the young master started talking about "The Monkey King" on the stage, many people have asked for this picture book.

I originally thought that the popularity would only last for a few days, but I didn't expect it to become so explosive. It was hard for me to accept it for a while.

On that day, after the albums were sold out, some customers were reluctant to leave. It was only after I consoled them that I was able to finally send them away.

But this morning, a few playboys came to urge me.

In particular, the son of the leading general threatened that if he couldn't buy the picture book again, he would smash his shop.

The shopkeeper sighed softly, "What kind of sin is this?" What on earth is going on?

Just as the shopkeeper was still sighing, the waiter suddenly ran up to him and said, "Shopkeeper, our distinguished guest has arrived."

Hearing the announcement from the waiter at the door, he stood up quickly and said, "Please come in quickly."

The shopkeeper's face was full of excitement and he hurried downstairs to greet him.

This is the distinguished guest of their study. The boss said that if this distinguished guest comes, he should send someone to call him.

After a few people sat down, the shopkeeper looked at them carefully.

The baby, who looked no more than five years old, was wearing a pink skirt and a bright red cape. The fur collar on it looked particularly pretty.

I don’t know whose baby is so cute.

The shopkeeper didn't react until his view was blocked by Xiao Xia standing nearby.

"Ahem, sorry." The shopkeeper felt a little embarrassed. He was staring at people openly, which was very impolite.

Su Muyao shook off the snowflakes on her cloak. She really wanted to finish all these things quickly so that she could go back to have snowball fights and build snowmen.

Most people may not understand her obsession with snow as a southern girl, but just looking at the white snow on the ground makes her feel happy.

She even wanted to roll in the snow a few times.

Soon, delicious dishes were placed on the table.

Although the food of this era was not that delicious, after all, there were not many seasonings.

Especially those made by poor families, they are just boiled vegetables, after all, they are reluctant to add oil and salt, it would be strange if they taste good.

Just then, the boss Chen Changqing arrived late.

"Miss Su, I'm sorry. I was busy just now and I'm sorry for being so slow. Come and have a taste. These are our signature dishes and you can only taste them in winter."

Su Muyao didn't hesitate and picked up a piece of stewed radish with chopsticks.

The radish tastes fresh and the meat is stewed very soft. It is a very good dish to eat in winter.

The shopkeeper enthusiastically introduced the origin and name of each dish.

When the waiter came in with a copper pot, followed by two plates of mutton, Su Muyao's face suddenly froze.

Isn't this the copper pot she uses at home? How did shabu-shabu become their signature dish?

Suddenly, I slapped my head and remembered that my father had said that I could make some money by selling the copper pot and shabu-shabu mutton to restaurants.

It seems that this was sold directly here, what a coincidence!

"Try it quickly, it's a very delicious dish."

The shopkeeper had a look of longing on his face. He had been having dinner at another restaurant of his employer's, and just in time a man came to sell his house.

I was also curious at the time, so I asked him to make it and give it a try. Unexpectedly, it tasted so delicious, and there was also that magical copper pot.

So we decided to buy it, as the study and the restaurant opposite had the same owner.

Su Muyao picked up the mutton and put it in the pot. After about ten seconds, she took it out and put it in her mouth.

The mutton was tender and smooth the moment it entered her mouth, and it was almost the same as what she made herself.

The shopkeeper saw that she looked normal and immediately understood that it seemed that the young lady had tasted it before.

Judging from the way this young lady is dressed, her family must be quite wealthy. How could she not have eaten these little things?

I am a bit whimsical.

The host had eaten half his fill, and seeing that Su Muyao showed no sign of speaking, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Su, I asked you here today because I want to discuss the matter of the picture book about the Monkey King."