The real daughter is really not a human being

The little girl in front of him copied the new instructions of the secret book again, which took a lot of effort.

The thickness of the secret book shows that this craft is sophisticated.

Looking at the paintings from simple to complex, as well as the various facial features and patterns, it is dazzling.

Even though he, a layman, couldn't understand it, he still enjoyed it very much!

After flipping through the book, Lin Han put it down and said to Yao Guang respectfully, "How much are these books, young lady?"

When saying these words, Lin Han was already prepared to go back and ask Shangguan for money.

If such painting skills could be spread, it would not only be helpful to the Ministry of Personnel in handling cases, but it might also be passed down through the ages.

Yaoguang looked at the pile of books, calculated the cost of the pens and ink, as well as the price of a book outside, and finally gave a price that she thought was reasonable.

"Twenty-eight taels, is that okay?" Yaoguang asked.

This was probably half a month's revenue for the bakery. Yaoguang felt that the income was not bad after taking this job. It didn't take up too much of her time and energy...

Twenty-eight taels? Not two thousand eight hundred taels, nor twenty-eight thousand taels?

Even if the girl said two hundred and eighty taels, he would still think it was too cheap.

Why only twenty-eight? Even if I bought all these books outside, it would cost more than twenty taels.

As huge waves surged in Lin Han's heart, his whole body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Does the girl have any other requests?"

Those who rushed to send gifts to the Ministry of Personnel either had other requests or wanted to curry favor with the bigwigs there.

He didn't say which master he served under. Could it be that this girl had bet on the wrong horse?

"No, what is there?" Yaoguang asked puzzledly.

"Isn't this book too cheap?" Lin Han asked directly, "Even books in the shops outside rarely cost this much. Rare books by famous authors and secret techniques are even more priceless. If a young lady is like this..."

Lin Han made his point clear, hoping that Yaoguang could also explain it to him directly.

He has a dull mind and is hard to figure out.

Yaoguang said calmly, "Yes, that's the price. Including the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the average price of books outside, it's about this price? Is it expensive?"

While Lin Han was caught off guard by Yaoguang's words, he finally understood one thing!

The girl in front of me offered this price sincerely!

Is this girl stupid?

After Lin Han asked this question in his mind, he wanted to slap himself in the face. How could he say anything bad about someone who gave her the secret book?

The girl in front of him is kind-hearted and willing to help him, but he can't be an ungrateful person!

Then he bowed to Yaoguang respectfully and said, "Miss, you are so kind! I have accepted your book! I will report it to you when I get back and ask for credit for you!"

As he said this, he took out a silver ingot from his pocket and placed it on the table.

Yaoguang glanced at the silver and said, "That's too much!"

This is thirty taels of silver!

"Girl, I can't find it here, please accept it."

When he came yesterday, Lin Han had even prepared several thousand taels of silver. Twenty-eight taels of silver was much less than he thought.

As for the extra money he spent, Lin Han didn't care at all. He knew that the government office would pay him when he returned, or he could pay it out himself even if they didn't.

Yaoguang didn't care much about the extra two taels of silver.

Strictly speaking, Yaoguang has no concept of money.

Although she knew that money here was important and could buy a lot of things, these things were not important to Yaoguang, so it was not meaningful for her to get money.

Rather than making money, she hopes that knowledge can be spread from her.

This is the meaning of her existence!

Civilization without people is meaningless.

When Lin Han walked out of the bakery, he felt like he was flying in the sky while holding the pile of books. Not only his head was flying, but his steps were also floating.

He didn't even know how he carried the books back to the yamen and handed them over to his superior.

After listening to how he got the pile of books, the official praised him and handed the books to the craftsmen who were good at painting in the yamen, asking them to study them.

The craftsmen were a little troubled at first when they saw the thick pile of books!

They have been on duty in the government office for many years, making a living by their painting skills. In fact, they are not good at studying, especially so many books.

But after they opened the book, they found out that it was actually a lesson on painting!

What they had learned before emphasized freehand brushwork rather than detailed brushwork, and emphasized spirit rather than form. It’s not that they didn’t learn those things, but that they placed those things in a secondary position.

As the saying goes, the master leads you to the door, but the practice is up to you. But if the master doesn't teach them, they won't know it either!

Immediately, one by one, they held the book and read it with fascination!

What everyone liked to read the most was the picture album left by Yaoguang. Looking at the various ink drawings on it, they admired them and couldn't help but yearn for the person who wrote this book.

It was through Lin Han that I found Grandma Sun’s Bakery.

Of course, they didn't dare to disturb Yaoguang and just watched her from a distance.

Although they were a little suspicious considering Yaoguang's age, their people would not lie to them, let alone find a child to fool them.

Lin Han briefly mentioned Yaoguang's painting skills, but more importantly, the books.

Especially when they knew that this book did not cost much money or material resources and was no different from giving it away for free, everyone's admiration for Yaoguang was like a torrent of water.

So, a painter went back and painted a small portrait of Yaoguang and hid it in his study.

Many years later, this small statue was passed down and gradually became the portrait of the founder of their school. Of course, this is a story for later.

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After the bakery business became prosperous, it was inevitable that some people would take notice.

Just like Yaoguang's previous fish business, she was spotted by jealous people who wanted to steal her recipe. However, the craftsmanship of this pancake was not outstanding, and the crust was hard. Ordinary nobles did not like this pancake at all.

Most of them are bought by ordinary people to satisfy their hunger, and the next largest group is bought by traveling merchants.

There is nothing valuable in this shop except the assembly line in the back.

Before closing the shop every day, Yaoguang would take away the scattered copper coins in the shop. Sometimes she would go to the money shop to exchange them for small change, and sometimes she would take them directly home.

The store was robbed the next morning.

When Li Daniu arrived, he found the backyard in a mess and even the locked cabinets in the front had been pried open. He immediately realized that the store had been robbed.

"The shop has become like this! It must have been robbed!"

"What, something was stolen!" Zhu Laosan's eyesight was not clear, and he looked around in fear when he heard this.

Li Daniu immediately counted the things lost in the store.

After just a quick look around, he found that apart from the backyard being a bit messy and the cabinet in front being broken, everything else was fine.

So the thief just came to take a look and didn't steal anything?

Even though the things are not lost, you still need to tell the owner that you have been robbed. Let's see if the owner will report it to the police or do something else.

So the two of them didn't open the shop today and went straight to the yard where Yaoguang lived.