The city of Guizhou is very large, even if Mu Qing went out early, it was already almost noon when he found the bookstore.

This is the only bookstore in Guizhou City, and this is the one that prints and sells books. It's not big, there is not even a plaque at the door, if it weren't for the way that Sister Qian personally pointed him out, he really didn't dare to knock on the door.

After taking a few steps, I knocked on the door, and in a short time the door opened.

The one who came to open the door was a man about twenty years old, with a handsome appearance, wearing a cyan Confucian shirt, his hair was tied tightly, tied with a blue ribbon, and he was not wearing any ornaments, only a piece of jade was tied around his waist, Mu Qing glanced at it, and saw that the jade was delicate green, even in the shadows, it looked transparent, and it was obviously a good jade.

The man was slightly surprised when he saw that it was a child who knocked on the door, and then smiled and said, "We are a bookstore, and we sell snacks on the next street." "I want to close the door after that.

Mu Qingman stepped forward and pushed the door forward, and said, "I'm here to talk to your boss about business, how can you push me out?" ”

When the man heard this, he did not close the door again. He looked Mu Qing up and down, as if he remembered something: "You are the one who rented Sister Qian's house yesterday." ”

"It's me." Mu Qing looked at him, "How do you know?" ”

The man in the green shirt pulled away a wry smile: "I naturally know, I heard that Sister Qian was going to rent a house, so I waited early, how did I know that I was confused by reading a book yesterday and delayed the hour, and when I went to find Sister Qian, she said that she rented the house to two young sons from other places." Depending on your age, I think it's you. ”

Mu Qingdao felt that he was lucky, so he smiled but didn't mention it.

Yesterday, when I went to eat in the tavern on Front Street, I heard Sister Qian say that the new young man is a scholar, and he looks like he is very shrewd. Those bargaining methods, how could the Qian family not see it, but they didn't care about him.

"Since it's a business discussion, then come in and sit," the man in the green shirt opened the door to let Mu Qing in, and said after letting him in, "Under Deng Yuanshan." ”

"In Xia Muqing." Mu Qing greeted him before sitting down.

Mu Qing moved, in fact, there is nothing wrong with reading people, but there is a little more etiquette and trouble.

At the back of the room was the place where the books were printed, but it was very quiet, and it seemed that there was no work started. The smell of ink drifted over faintly, it didn't smell bad, compared to those incense and the like, Mu Qing might prefer the scent of ink.

After Deng Yuanshan sat down, he put away the general books he saw on the table, and Mu Qing saw that on the cover was a name that he had not read, "Jade Food Record", but he had never heard of it or seen it.

"Who wrote this book?" Mu Qing was a little curious.

Seeing that he was interested, Deng Yuanshan was not stingy, and handed over the book: "This is made by Mr. Dongpo, which records recipes from all over the world, and it is really interesting to write." ”

Mr. Dongpo? Mu Qing was a little stunned, took the book and opened it, and saw that the name of the author of the book was indeed the famous Su Shi Su Dongpo!

Although I know from the original book that the celebrities in this world have already changed greatly, but knowing it and seeing it with your own eyes are really different. Mu Qing felt a little speechless.

The purpose of coming here was not to exchange books, but after a few pages, Mu Qing said, "Mr. Deng, why don't you start work here today?" ”

Deng Yuanshan's expression was still indifferent when he heard this, and he didn't hide it, and replied: "The imperial court is very strict with the printing of books, not only the content, but also the number of books. ”

"The number?" Mu Qing was really surprised this time.

In the past, it was just that this printing and selling of books was a business of buying and selling, and I would have thought that I would be controlled by the imperial court. But when I thought about it, I thought of a reason.

Four books and five classics, Confucianism and Taoism, the cost of a book is not high, but a reader is very valuable. The literacy rate of the Great Zhou Dynasty was very high, and Mu Qing didn't think that people were unwilling to study, I was afraid that they didn't have that condition. Controlling the number of books is also the root of controlling the reader in disguise.

In the future, those who enter the court will be wealthy families or wealthy families, and they will only safeguard the interests of wealthy families.

These complex thoughts were formed only for a moment, and the next moment they were left behind by Mu Qing.

What he is anxious about now is whether the way he has found to make a living can be passed.

"If I ask you to publish a novel, will you be restricted?"

Hearing this, Deng Yuanshan said without thinking: "This will not be." ”

Mu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, it is good to be unrestricted. He took out the thick pile of "The Legend of the West Chamber" from his sleeve and handed it to Deng Yuanshan: "Please also ask Mr. Deng to take a look at this book." ”

Deng Yuanshan was a little unimpressed at first, it was not for nothing that he came to publish the script, most of them were for money, or to make a reputation, but in the end they all failed.

In this novel, this thing is just put on the shelf, no one passes it on, no one plays it, and no one reads it.

But because of politeness, he still smiled and took it, and the first thing that caught his eye was the immature word that people couldn't say, and it could be seen that the person who wrote this word was afraid that he didn't usually practice much, and he unconsciously looked down on it.

wanted to return it to Mu Qing, but when he saw the nine-year-old child looking at him with big eyes, some ardent expectations, Deng Yuanshan was embarrassed.

That's it, fortunately it's okay now, just take a look.

The paper in front of Deng Yuanshan is very slow, and there are not many words, but it is difficult to recognize. But when he got to the end, he looked faster and faster.

Not only because the words have become so much better, but also because the story is something he has never seen before.

Mu Qing just sat there, staring at Deng Yuanshan's expression. Looking at his face, from embarrassment, to not caring, to now eagerness, Mu Qing knew that the matter was half done.

took a sip of tea, but the fragrance in the entrance made Mu Qing slightly surprised.

This tea is the best, not astringent, and fragrant.

It was genuine, but he heard Deng Yuanshan put down the manuscript and stared at Mu Qing and asked, "This "The Legend of the West Chamber", how many are behind Mu Gongzi?" ”

The title changed from "Little Prince" to "Mu Gongzi", Mu Qing smiled in his heart. Brushing the teacup, he smiled, "There are about so many." ”

Deng Yuanshan weighed it in his heart, this half of the West Chamber is about more than 20,000 words, thought about it, raised his head and looked at Mu Qing and said, "Ten taels of silver, what does Mu Gongzi think?" ”

Ten taels of silver is a thousand words and two coins.

Mu Qing knew that this was a very high reward. But he resisted the urge to say yes and shook his head.

Deng Yuanshan frowned, this book is good, and it is the best he has ever read, but ten taels of silver is already extremely high, if it is higher, he is afraid that the gains will outweigh the losses.

Mu Qing picked up the pile of manuscripts, looked at the immature strokes on it and smiled, and then said: "I didn't write this book, I just sold it on behalf of others, what my friend meant, is that you only need one or two silver." ”

Deng Yuanshan didn't speak, he knew that Mu Qing hadn't finished speaking.

Sure enough, Mu Qing's voice paused and said, "However, in the future, my friend will get forty percent of the profits from the sale of this book." ”

"Twenty percent." Deng Yuanshan subconsciously immediately counteroffered.

Who knows, Mu Qing immediately smiled and said, "Deal." Mr. Deng is really cheerful. ”

Deng Yuanshan's eyebrows jumped, and he always felt that this kid had dug a pit waiting for him to jump.