C25 You Have No Idea

"It's a deal!" Shen Qing thought about it and agreed immediately. "We have to write the contract," she said.

"Contract?" What was that? "I won't bully you, let's just write a contract."

Mo Huan was very happy to see Shen Qing agree, but what did she want him to write? Never heard of it?

"Uh … yes, the contract has to have a contract. Be sure to write down the price, quantity, start date, end date, compensation for breach of contract and additional instructions. "

Shen Qing didn't think too much about it and listed out the main points of the business contract that she wrote for her father in her previous life.

"I'm not big, but I have a lot of ulterior motives!"

Just as Shen Qing finished her sentence, she heard Zhao Xuanzhi say this.

"What nonsense is this? This is the most basic content, alright?" Am I to be fooled by you all because I don't know anything? That's an act of carelessness! "

Shen Qing realized why Zhao Xuanzhi was always arguing with her. The business was not his. He had only given her 10 taels of silver yesterday, it wasn't for nothing.

Before Mo Huan could think about what Shen Qing had said, the two of them started arguing again. He quickly said to Shen Qing,

"You aren't scheming, and you aren't? We don't want to lie to you. "Well, you can write the contract, sign my name and then seal it, that will do, won't it?"

In her previous life, Shen Qing had also lived to the age of twenty or forty. She had even graduated from graduate school.

In his eyes, the two teenagers in front of him were just two high school students. There was no need for him to get angry with the two students.

Forget it, forget it. After finishing his business, he quickly left. It was almost noon.

"Alright, prepare some pen and paper. I will write that, if there is an inadequacy, you can also suggest that we both have the right to express our views, each representing his or her own interests. "

Once she got down to business, Shen Qing felt like she was back in the old days, back at the negotiating table with her clients.

After a while, attendant, the one who skipped out in the backyard, knocked on the door and came in with a tray in his hand. There was ink and paper on the tray.

Shen Qing was dumbfounded when she saw this.

How do I use this?

He could only use a painting brush. Although it was similar, it was also different. The key point was that it wasn't for writing!

"Do you … have any other pens?" I'm not used to this. "

Shen Qing was a bit embarrassed. How could she have forgotten that ancient Chinese writing was done with a brush? It wasn't like" "brush" "with a bamboo character and" "hair" "underneath. It was just a lively brush.

"You don't know how to write, right? What kind of scholar are you trying to pretend to be? For no reason whatsoever, I will ridicule you!" It was Zhao Xuanzhi's voice again.

Shen Qing found herself on the verge of losing control of her temper.

After taking two deep breaths, he was calm and collected. If that was the case, then he would become a lunatic and ignore him!

Sensing that his anger had subsided a little, he glared at Zhao Xuanzhi and then cast another glance at Mo Huan before walking up to the table.

attendant, who was grinding pen and paper on the table, raised his head and looked at Shen Qing.

He had seen this girl before in the backyard, but it was not close. Now that she was close, the pressure she felt was not inferior to his master's.

She was just an ordinary girl in the village, so how could she have such a strong aura?

Shen Qing picked up the pen and looked around, as if she was looking at something strange.

Suddenly, she grabbed the pen with both hands and broke it into two with a 'kacha' sound.

The fracture was uneven, but a section of bamboo was noticeably longer than the rest of the fracture.

Shen Qing threw the hairy piece of paper onto the table, dipped the end of the bamboo in the ink of the inkstone, and began to write on the paper.

When the other three people in the room saw Shen Qing's actions, they were all stupefied.

attendant was stunned for a moment and was the first to react as he continued to grind the meat. He muttered in his heart:

This girl was different from the others. She was truly fierce!

Looking at Shen Qing's unexpected actions, Zhao Xuanzhi was so shocked that he even forgot to drink his tea.

Mo Huan felt that Shen Qing's way of writing was really interesting. Her posture of holding a pen was wrong and her writing posture was also wrong. Curiosity drove him to Shen Qing to see if she could write.

Taking a closer look, Shen Qing dipped some ink into the ink stone and carefully wrote something on the paper. The handwriting was elegant and neat, the format neat and distinct, making it easy to make out what she was writing.

Mo Huan suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter made Zhao Xuanzhi look at Mo Huan in surprise, then Shen Qing. Finally, he changed his posture and stood up. He also walked beside Shen Qing to see what made Huan laugh like this!

Seeing this, Zhao Xuanzhi frowned, then went back to his seat and continued drinking tea.

Shen Qing also heard Mo Huan's laughter and Zhao Xuanzhi come over to take a look. However, all of her attention was on this contract so she didn't have the time to pay attention to them.

Mo Huan laughed for a while before stopping himself with great difficulty.

"Your words are not ugly at all, but are many words? Is it the word for our Grand Shun State? Hahaha, even if it was a letter written by an envoy from another country, it wouldn't look like this. How could it be a word!? Didn't you learn to read before? Where did you go to school? Or did you make it up yourself? "Hahaha …"

This time, Shen Qing could no longer ignore him. She kept her pen and looked at the contract that was almost finished. She raised her head and asked, "Is there a problem?"

Mo Huan pointed and said:

"This, this, and this, what are these words?" "It's not even a word. It's a wrong word."

Shen Qing looked down. No problem!

Thinking about it again, he couldn't possibly write the traditional Chinese characters here, as well as the official simplified Chinese characters of the later generation.

Shen Qing took another piece of paper and wrote down the words Mo Huan had pointed out earlier on that piece of paper. Then she put the corresponding traditional characters on the side and asked,

"Are you talking about those words?"

She was glad that there was a student in her class from somewhere in the south who knew how to write traditional Chinese characters. They were both from the same country, so their relationship was not bad.

Mo Huan looked at Shen Qing and then at the piece of paper and said in surprise,

"Why are you deliberately writing incorrectly when you know how to write?"

"I didn't intentionally write incorrectly. These words are the same word. It's just a simpler way of writing, which is if you don't have the knowledge, knowledge, or knowledge. You can't say that I wrote the wrong word. Do you understand? "

Shen Qing had just recalled that there were no simplified characters in ancient times. The origin of the simplified characters seemed to have originated in some movement in 1922 after the era of AD.

However, even if he knew, he wouldn't let these ancient people see him as a loser if he tried to force the issue!

After hearing that, Mo Huan put down his smiling expression and looked at these words seriously.

Zhao Xuanzhi heard it at the side and walked over again. He stood beside Mo Huan and started to study these words seriously.