After running a distance with the rice valley and the round roll, Gongliang stopped.

The little guy pouted, "Dong Dong" beat the sky drum and said dissatisfiedly: "Baba, occasionally I have to beat the drum with them." ”

Yuan Rolling also shouted: "Gongliang, I want to play the piano with them." ”

Gongliang glared at it, just that little bit of broken pipa skills, he was embarrassed to play the piano with others, and he was not afraid of being laughed at. However, on the street, it was not easy to mess with this fool, so I had to persuade: "We still have something to do today, and we will come over to play another day, and you will be the same with Migu." ”

Hearing Gongliang say this, he stopped calling. Mi Gu listened to Baba very much and stopped talking.

Great Xia Dragon City can be said to have gathered the top elites in Great Xia.

Because of this, there are many literati and scholars in the city, and there are new poems and new articles almost every day, and every few days there are elegant meetings where literati write poems and discuss articles.

It is inevitable that the organizers of the Yahui will record the good gifts, poems and articles at the meeting, print and publish books, spread the reputation of the Yahui and the participants, and win a good name for each other.

People who come to the imperial capital, if they want to ask for a name, will inevitably write down their articles and poems, print them into books and publish them, and promote themselves.

These factors have made the printing industry in Longcheng very developed, and there is even an alley that is printing from beginning to end.

Gongliang came to the alley, found the biggest printing house and walked in. With a nine-colored tail, a pair of wings, and golden vertical hair, and a chubby fluffy round ball, he looks extraordinary. The head of the printing shop, who was originally busy inside, hurriedly stepped forward and pushed away the guy who wanted to greet the guests, and said politely: "Childe, do you need any help?"

"I have a book printed, how long do you think it will take to get it printed?" Gongliang took out the finished "Stone Monkey Seeking Daolu" and gave it to him.

The head of the printing shop looked at the dense text on the thick pile of paper and asked, "I don't know how much Childe needs to print?"

"Let's print a thousand copies first!"

There are more than 2 million words written down in "The Stone Monkey Seeking Taoism", and he plans to distribute it in five volumes, each volume is one volume, that is, 5,000 copies.

He plans to print a little to test the water first, and if it sells well, it will not be too late to print more.

"A thousand?"

The head of the printing shop looked at the amazingly thick "Stone Monkey Seeking Daolu" in his hand, his eyebrows jumped slightly, and he was embarrassed: "Don't hide it from the son, if you just print the book, the speed is very fast." It's just that before printing, you need to engrave the engraving before you can print, and after printing, you have to bind it into a book, and it takes a long time to do this series of efforts. Besides, there are so many words in your book, you need to engrave a lot of engravings, and I am afraid that it will not be printed in a short time. In addition, we also have books ordered by previous customers, and they must be printed before it is the turn of the childe, so I am afraid that your book will not be printed in a short time. ”

"How long will it take?" said Gongliang with a frown.

"About three months. ”

Gongliang couldn't believe it, "Are you kidding? It takes more than three months to print such a book?"

The head of the printing shop smiled bitterly: "How dare the little one make such a joke with the child, I still talked too much for more than three months." If there is a mistake in the engraving during printing, it has to be replaced and re-engraved, and the time may be delayed, it is estimated that it will be more than half a year?"

In Gongliang's previous life, printing a book was a matter of seconds, so why was it so troublesome.

I didn't expect it to take so long here, which was completely inconsistent with his plan!

Seeing that Gongliang was silent, the head knew that he was afraid of a long time, so he said: "The time spent on printing books is mainly engraving, if the prince is afraid of a long time, you can also ask the immortal master to help, but the price of the immortal master is very high, and he wants a spirit stone." With so many words like Childe, it is estimated that it will cost twenty spirit stones. ”

"Medium?"

The boss said with a smile: "How dare you ask for so much, only twenty lower-grade spirit stones are enough." ”

Twenty lower-grade spirit stones are completely acceptable.

"Then find someone to carve it, and there will be no shortage of his spirit stones. However, I want to include a few pages of portraits in the book, I don't know if I know anyone who is better at painting, the price is not a problem, but the craftsmanship is good. ”

The way he looks now is simply the best example of how quickly people are stupid and how much money comes.

"Don't talk about anything else in Dragon City, there are many people who are good at painting. Don't worry about this son, the little one will take the book to the immortal master to engrave the engraving plate first, and then ask someone to draw it after the engraving, what do you think?"

Gongliang nodded slightly, and asked again, "How long will the engraving be good?"

"I'll send it here to the immortal master to engrave, and it can be taken in a day or two. However, there are few words, and Childe has carved too much, so I'm afraid it will take seven days to complete. ”

"Seven days, seven days, and then I'll come back." ”

"It's okay, I don't know what size Childe's book wants, and when the time comes, it's good to tell the immortal master. ”

Size, is the size of the book. Gongliang discussed with the head of the printing company and decided to print a larger one, so that he could print more Braille characters, so as not to print them when he got them, and a bunch of books with more than two million words would not be beautiful. Gongliang specially gave a specification, 28.8 cm long and 18.8 cm wide.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows what this number means.

After the discussion, Gongliang left some deposit and turned around to leave.

The corner of his eye swept over the printing line, and he saw the workers leaning over in front of the engraving, brushing the paper over and over again, covered in ink, and finally couldn't help but say: "Boss, are you stupid, how can you want to engrave the whole page into words before printing, can't you first engrave them into a word, and then typeset and print? This saves money, trouble and effort, isn't it a hundred times better than printing like you?"

The head of the printing company was stunned when he heard this, and there seemed to be a bright light flashing in his mind, but he was still a little confused.

Out of intuition, he felt that Gongliang had said something terrible, so he hurriedly invited him inside, and respectfully asked: "I didn't understand it, so it's good to ask Gongzi to say it again." ”

Gongliang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he took out a piece of wood directly from the space, cut it into several squares, carved the words "Wufu Baifu Family Portrait" on it, and then asked someone to take the ink, paint it, and print it on the paper in a neat row.

In an instant, the words "Five Blessings and Hundred Blessings Family Portrait" appeared on the paper.

The printing palm felt as if it had been struck by a thunderbolt.

In his mind, the printed engraving was broken down into squares engraved with words, and variously arranged in columns to form different articles. This method of engraving into square typesetting and printing, I don't know how much less trouble than engraving is flexible, and the most important thing is to save costs and benefit more readers.

In this way, the printing industry has won favors, and the business is not booming.

When the lord sees it, he may be able to mention his position.

Thinking of the pride, the head of the printing house danced with excitement, as if crazy.

The public conscience said: This guy can't be crazy!

When Migu saw him dancing with his hands and felt like a zombie he had encountered in Cangwu County, he puffed out his mouth, ready to spit out at any time. Suddenly thinking that he couldn't deal with zombies, he prepared with both hands, puffing out his mouth while moving the sky drum to his chest, ready to deal with zombies at any time.

Yuan Bileng also felt that the printing company was in charge of things like a zombie, so he quietly took out the jasper bamboo and prepared to fight. In Cangwu County, it is a big panda and has killed several zombies.

After a while, the boss came back to his senses and realized that he was a little carried away. Suddenly remembering something, he quickly stood up and walked to Gongliang's side.

In Migu's opinion, this guy is going to catch the poop, immediately spit out the saliva that has been prepared for a long time, and beat the heavenly drum.

"Knock knock..."

Fortunately, this day drum is just an ordinary drum sound, if it is the soul of the sky, then the printing company is finished. Even so, he was spat out by Yoneya's saliva and couldn't move.

"Hah"

Round and jumped, holding the jasper bamboo to split the mountains with force, and split it with a stick.

This stick, carrying the sound of hunting, is extremely fast, if it is struck, it is estimated that the head of the printing company will bloom on his head, red and white.

Gongliang saw that it was not good, and hurriedly grabbed the round jasper bamboo. When he was angry, his hands were numb. This fool grows bigger and bigger, the more he eats, the fatter he gets, and his strength grows greater. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and used his true qi to resist it, otherwise this hand would definitely be useless.

Seeing Gongliang stop him, he hurriedly said: "Gongliang, he is a zombie." ”

"He's not a zombie. Gongliang said helplessly.

"He's a zombie. Mi Gu also said seriously: "Baba, he just moved his hands and feet around, like a zombie, I saw it occasionally." ”

"He's so excited, that's why he's like that, not a zombie. Gongliang explained.

"He's a zombie, and zombies are like him, and I've fought several. Round Roll screamed.

"He's not a zombie, he's a human, didn't I talk to him a lot when I came in just now? How can a zombie talk, and a zombie doesn't breathe, do you see if he breathes?" Gongliang explained to the two guys helplessly.

Mi Gu recalled the zombies he saw in Cangwu County, observed them again, and found that the head of the printing company was really breathing, so he believed that he was really not a zombie.

Yuan Bilan thought for a while, as if this was the case, so he put away the jasper bamboo and stayed quietly beside it.

Gongliang saw that the two guys were no longer making trouble, so he asked Mi Gu to poison the saliva of the printing company.

As soon as the person in charge could move, he jumped to Gongliang's side and looked at Mi Gu nervously, for fear that this little thing would spit on his face again.

Seriously, he was quite knowledgeable, but nothing was as terrifying as it is today. He felt like he was dead just now, but he wasn't dead, his body was motionless, but his eyes could still see, his ears could still hear, no one knew what kind of torment it was, no one could understand.

Gongliang saw the frightened look on his face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, she won't spit out casually." ”

Hearing his assurance, the head of the department walked out of him, but bowed down again, and said, "Please also ask Gongzi to pass on this law to me." ”

"Didn't I already teach you?" said Gongliang in surprise.

"The small means that I ask Gongzi to only pass on this method to my printing shop, and not to others. The small one will report to the master's family, so that the master's family can buy this method with a lot of money, and print and sell books for the son for free, spreading the good name of the son throughout Daxia. ”

The head of the printing industry believes that in the face of fame and fortune, few people will refuse such a good thing.