The printing mold brought from Tian Dawang's house is somewhat different from that of the County Qianwen Book Society, and Li Yuzhu doesn't know how to operate it.
Afraid of making a mistake, she decides to first watch how Tian Dawang uses it.
There was some fun in the work, neither of them had objections, one dusting the wooden frame, and the other dusting the printing mold.
Since the mold is composed of mirror letters, the two of them were guessing what the characters might be.
Tian Dawang was worried about assembling the printing mold, so he ate in a hurry.
Just as Li Xing'an and Li Lixing finished cleaning the mold's dust, Qin Hu came with Tian Dawang.
Li Yuzhu laughed, "Brother Tian, you don't need to rush like this."
"Miss Li paid already; how could I not be attentive?" Tian Dawang said awkwardly.
As soon as he entered the room, he rolled up his sleeves to check the mold.
After all, as an expert, Tian Dawang quickly assembled the mold.
