"Oh my, when it comes to being in jail, I really have to thank you, Qing'er!" she said.

"Ah?"

Yang Ruqing looked lost.

Then Madam Zou continued, "I've lived a long life. When I was young, I traveled all over the place with Jun Mo's father."

"I've seen it all, but this prison is a first for me."

“Haha, I guess I'm getting old. I've learned something new today. Should I thank you?”

The old lady asked with a smile.

Yang Ruqing was ashamed.

She knew that the old lady was deliberately saying this to avoid making her feel embarrassed and guilty.

What a kind and understanding old lady!

After exchanging pleasantries with the old madam for a while, the old madam stood up.

"Oh, you're so thoughtful! I'll take all the candied fruit. Now go talk to Jun Mo about your serious business."

Lady Zhao returned to the inner courtyard with a gift box, her heart full of contentment, and instructed the servants to prepare dinner.

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Here, Zuo Junmo invited Yang Ruqing and Luo Fengtang to the front courtyard's main hall to discuss the buying and selling.

As soon as I sat down, Old Geng came over in a hurry.

Originally, their hoe was broken and they wanted to borrow two hoes from Zuo Junmo to weed the fields.

Seeing Yang Ruqing and Luofeng Tang here, Lao Geng was very happy.

"Miss Yang, Little Luo, why are you two free to come over today? Come to my house for lunch this afternoon!"

Old Geng said.

Yang Ruqing and Luofengtang stood up and said a few words to Lao Gengbo.

Luofengtang said to Yang Ruqing, "You talk business with Zuo Ge, I'll help Lao Geng weed."

Yang Ruqing said, “Alright, then go.”

Once more seated, the servant brought tea and refreshments, then withdrew.

In the vast hall, only Yang Ruqing and Zuo Junmo remained.

Left Junmo smiled gently at her: “Qing’er, if there's anything you want to talk about, please feel free.”

Yang Ruqing smiled slightly.

This time I came to visit Brother Zuo, there are three business deals, I want to invite Brother Zuo to do them together!

"Firstly, as I mentioned before, I want to open Tianxianglou in Huaguang County."

"Secondly, I know you, Left Brother, have several general stores under your name. I'd like to work with you to sell these wild fruits from Niushan Mountain."

"Thirdly, Left Elder Brother, you are a descendant of the Mohist school and deeply understand the principles of woodcarving."

"I want to ask Brother Zuo to carve a stencil for me, and then color it on the stencil, and print it onto paper."

"The girl wants to print and publish a biography, seal it in books, and sell them!"

Left Junmo didn't say a word, Yang Ruqing was the only one talking.

From beginning to end, every single point should be stated clearly and concisely.

Zuo Junmo listened with great attention, occasionally showing a thoughtful expression, occasionally an expression of astonishment, and occasionally nodding lightly in agreement.

"Left Brother, I've said everything I needed to say. What do you think of these three proposals?"

Yang Ruqing smiled and asked.

Zuo Junmo picked up the teacup in front of him and took a sip.

Then, he raised his eyes, a gentle and cool gaze fell upon her, his eyes held undisguised admiration.

"As for the previous two points, I fully agree with Left Brother."

"The third one, now that's quite novel!" he said.

As far as I know, most of the books, scrolls, and Buddhist scriptures circulating in Daqi currently are handwritten copies.

"My dear, this idea of yours, using these wood carving molds to print with ink on paper... it's truly a novel thing." he remarked.

"If this really works, you'd be quite the extraordinary woman, the ancestor of movable type printing here in Great Qi!"

Hearing Zuo Junmo's words, even Yang Ruqing, who was so thick-skinned, couldn't help but blush.

Plagiarism, blatant plagiarism!

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The era of movable type printing hadn't arrived yet, and she couldn't help it. She could only bring it from her past life.

Hehehe...

Zuo Junmo was clearly interested in the carving mold.

At that moment, he invited Yang Ruqing to his workshop, a large house dedicated to woodworking.

Under Yang Ruoheng's guidance, he took to the task himself, carving several character molds to test the effect...

One person has an exceptional memory, and although they have no practical experience in this area, they remember every step and precaution perfectly.

Another is a master craftsman after the artisan, exceptionally gifted and with exceptional hands-on ability.

He is insightful and possesses great research ability.

Such two people together, cooperating is simply seamless, a match made in heaven.

In a short while, he carved out many character molds.

Of medium size, it was placed in a large box, just like a pile of small mahjong pieces.

Left Junmo was still excitedly continuing to carve.

Yang Ruqing then crouched down and picked out wooden type from the box, arranging complete phrases on a wooden frame alongside it.

Both of them were lost in their own world, oblivious to the passage of time.

Until a discordant sound suddenly rang out, shattering the harmony and beauty of the entire room.

“Hmph, Yang Ruqing? You still have the face to come to our Zuojiazhuang?”

The female voice was abnormally sharp and piercing, filled with intense anger and hostility.

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Yang Ruqing was stunned and raised her head, only to see Zuo Yingchun standing at the doorway.

Her face was contorted with fury, her eyes blazing at Yang Ruqing as if they were about to burst into flames.

Yang Ruqing stood up and just about to speak.

Left Junmo has arrived.

"Your uncle is ill, and you weren't there to filial piety. How did you come back?"

Zuo Junmo questioned Zuo Yingchun, with a hint of displeasure in his words.

Left Yingchun avoided Left Junmo's question, raising her finger painted with bright red nail polish towards Yang Ruqing.

"Brother, it was her who got us thrown in jail last time. Our family's assets were almost seized by the government because of her."

She's a jinx, how can you still hang out with this bringer of bad luck…

"Shut up!"

Zuo Junmo's face darkened, and he rebuked Zuo Yichun.

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Zuo Yingchun was stunned for a moment, looking at Zuo Junmo with some disbelief.

Although my cousin isn't very close to her.

But, it is also reciprocal hospitality.

He didn't even speak loudly.

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"Brother, are you yelling at me? You're actually yelling at me in front of this stranger?"

Zuo Yingchun widened her eyes and asked Zuo Junmo with grievance.

In those eyes, carefully depicted, tears welled up suddenly.

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Sparkling, just one look makes men's hearts soften, even the biggest anger can't burn.

But obviously, Zuo Junmo is an exception.

He glanced at Zuo Yinchun with some annoyance, his tone softening slightly.

No longer was it the low growl of before, but a chillingly serious tone.

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“What happened last time has nothing to do with Qing'er, please don't speak to me like that.” he said.

Taking another glance at Yang Ruqing standing beside her, she addressed Zuo Yichun: “Ruqing is a guest I invited and also my sworn sister. Please be mindful of your words and don't lose your manners!”

These words are not accusations, just reminders.

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