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Volume 1 Chapter 6 Working hard for long-term meal tickets!

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    This proves from another aspect that my calligraphy is quite good.  Otherwise, if those people had not used my calligraphy works as toilet paper long ago, why would they bother to visit them in person and place them in such a conspicuous position?  This is why Sister Wugu likes to stand aside when I am practicing calligraphy, admiring my calligraphy with bright eyes.  After practicing these days, I finally got my feel back.  At least it's much better than Changsun Wuji's original font in the past.  This is what my sister said herself, and she even found out the calligraphy written by Changsun Wuji in the past for comparison. I have to say that although this guy¡¯s calligraphy is not bad, it is really not up to the level of my master¡¯s perennial calligraphy.  The level of an outstanding talent who can win calligraphy works awards is at the level of a soft-hearted person.  Although the writing is good, the problem is that what we are dealing with now is not the simplified Chinese characters that only appeared more than a thousand years later, but the traditional Chinese characters with many strokes.  Although when I was a child, my father used traditional Chinese characters for me to practice, but as I grew up, I became accustomed to the writing structure of simplified characters, and I had long forgotten the traditional writing method for many characters.  Now that we have traveled through time, we can¡¯t always use simplified Chinese characters to dazzle people. In this era of judging people by appearance, talent and status, I definitely need to have my own skills, and calligraphy happens to be a very good choice.  The girl carefully dried the piece of paper she had just written on and folded it on the other pieces of paper she had just written on, because the paper these days is really not suitable. After using one side, she had to turn it over and try again.  After all, my uncle is not rich either. He can provide me with so much paper to practice calligraphy every month, which is already very luxurious.  I have to say that my uncle is quite good to us, mother and son.  At least, such a small salary does not lack the basic necessities of life for our family and the few servants.  And he was very kind to my nephew. He also provided me with a room full of books and even some bamboo slips. Well, that¡¯s right, they were bamboo slips.  But I really have no interest in appreciating, studying and pondering these national treasures now. What I need to consider now is what to bring with me when I visit Li Shimin¡¯s family.  The current situation at home is that we have no money left, and we really have nothing to offer.  Although I know that these bamboo slips will be given away in future generations, even if they are sold, I don¡¯t know how many collectors will cry and hug me with money in their hands, but the problem is that in this era, although these things are better than  Firewood, rice, oil and salt are worth a little more, but they are not worth much.  ¡°Besides, is it possible that the dignified Duke of Tang¡¯s house still lacks a few bamboo slips?  "I have a headache" I couldn't help scratching my head and sighing.  I'm still not used to tying my hair up on my head. For the past thirty years, I have been using Rejoice confidently.  But now, if you want to swing your long hair up and down, well, it is very likely that you will scare the girl and your mother, and they will continue to be fed the essence of Chinese herbal medicine.  "What's the trouble with this? As the saying goes, friendship is more important than etiquette. Brother, can I just give it to you?" Sister Wu Gu looked at my calligraphy treasure with twinkling eyes and put forward her own opinion.  .  "Send a message?" When I heard the girl's words, my eyes lit up, but I was still a little uneasy. After all, I will only be considered a city-level calligraphy award winner in future generations. I really want to give away the thing I wrote.  To the ancients, I was really embarrassed to take action.  "I don't know what to say. I just think that your calligraphy has improved a lot since you woke up. If uncle is here, maybe you can tell me something." Wugou said with a happy smile.  "So, I think it will be okay if you give me your calligraphy, brother." "No, although my brother's calligraphy is good, it is not suitable after all." Although I admit that I am very narcissistic, bah, bah, I should  I am very confident, and my face is also very thick, but the problem is, I am not thick enough to have the nerve to frame my calligraphy and show it to the world.  Well, it seems that the skin thickness of a new time traveler like me is far from the thickness of the protagonist in various time travel novels, which can be used as special armor to resist nuclear attacks.  "What should we do?" Sister Wu Gu couldn't help but frowned as she had a headache.  Her tender, green-white fingers moved unconsciously on the table.  "How about, in two days, my uncle will go back home. When he comes back, can I ask him?" "This" It's not impossible to ask my uncle, but the problem is that my uncle is not rich either. I really want to go.  If I asked him, wouldn't that be like asking him to pay in disguise?  Having lived independently in the later world for nearly ten years, I am really not used to it and cannot bear it.  "No, there's no need to worry about such a trivial matter, uncle. I'll figure it out on my own." Wu Kuan pursed his lips but still complied. Then he turned over the paper I had written on and started practicing calligraphy.  .  Her handwriting looks very graceful and elegant, and it's not surprising that her words are just like her words.?, at least his brother and I are much better looking now than before.  Subconsciously, I reached out and touched my smooth face. Hmm Ever since I traveled through time, I have found that I have become younger and more handsome. Moreover, I am not generally handsome. Of course, I am not completely pretty.  However, if I were walking on the city streets in the 21st century now, I don¡¯t know how many fujoshi would be staring at stars and screaming with their hearts in their hearts: "Wow, so handsome" Um, okay, I  Admit that the above is all imaginary.  But, I did become more handsome.  This is a fact, and this is the correct conclusion I came to after carefully observing and examining it with a bronze mirror over the past few days.  "It seems like I'm distracted again. Yes, I'm talking about gifts. What gift should I give to Li Shimin in return?"  As far as my words are concerned, this is really too polite. How can I use it?  We are time-travelers. As a time-traveler, are we really like the ancients? How can we show the uniqueness and difference of this young master by giving him some unoriginal gadgets? After all, Li Yuan and his son are the future Tang Empire.  The emperor must leave a good impression on them no matter what, and at least work hard so that he can receive a long-term meal ticket in the future.  However, if I want to come up with something new, given my current economic level, I really have no way to come up with any great inventions. Let alone glass products, even burning two pieces of glass is extremely difficult.  .  Not to mention getting some high-tech gadgets as gifts.  I have a headache He rubbed his tight brows and looked up outside. Li Yuanfang was still loyally guarding the corridor. Well, his muscles were so strong that they made people envious and jealous, like a human-shaped iron tower. This guy  It is very suitable to serve as a mannequin for those fujoshi artists in the art academy.  I believe that the sharp eyes hidden behind the glasses and the weird and evil smile on the corner of the mouth made Li Yuanfang, who is still a boy, realize the paranoia and research spirit of the new women in the new era. Uh, am I right?  Too lacking in a sense of existential crisis?  Why are you still thinking about complaining at a time like this?  Is this a thinking disorder syndrome caused by time travel?  Well, it must be, otherwise why would a determined person like me be distracted all the time?  £­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­£­ PS: The update is here again. Look, how diligent I am. Come on, for the sake of updating, I put my character first.  One, please vote hard!
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