Zhao Kun led a group of schoolchildren outside the county school, next to his neighbor Zhao Jian, guarding a stack of books. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After the two of them got Mei Xueyan's "Tianxingjian" Mobao, the elders of the family said that they would thank her and let them bring the raw eggs and asparagus as feedback, but thinking that they were the grandmothers of the Lin Mansion, and now they are Maocai, how can they look at these local specialties?

Mei Xueyan took the initiative to come to them today and felt flattered.

What's more, she also pays five cents a day!

You know, even those adults who run errands in the restaurant study are only five cents a day, and for children like them, they can receive one or two pennies for the New Year.

Zhao Kun gathered more than a dozen schoolchildren together and scooped up the money from his pocket.

"See, this is Mei Maocai's reward for us, five cents per person, and when the time comes, you can buy sugar gourd scallion pancakes or eat Zangzi noodles!"

The youngest muttered, "I want to save up and buy books......"

"It doesn't matter what you buy, it's a rare opportunity anyway, if it weren't for me and Mei Mao...... A little friendship, can we ask for this good thing? ”

The elementary school boy asked, "What are we supposed to do?"

Zhao Jian pointed to the books next to him, the schoolchildren were still a little confused, could it be that they still gave them books?

"It's to sell these books, let's each guard a street, especially at the door of the bookstore, and sell them to those rich men who are literate and famous, and sell as much as they can!"

The elementary school boy said timidly, "Can you sell books like this?"

"Why not? Mei Maocai said, it's okay if you can't sell it, but shout loudly, let the people on the street know, don't you want me to teach you, right? ”

They are all mud babies in the countryside, and they have come to the county town with their elders to set up stalls, sell some fruits, vegetables, chickens and ducks, and have seen it.

"Anyway, after this money is divided into five cents per person, there is still a lot leftover, and whoever sells more will share more!"

Zhao Kun is astute, he was originally the head of the class, and he has the most weight in talking among schoolchildren.

"Then I'll take thirty copies!"

"Take thirty-five copies!"

"Don't rob, don't rob!" Zhao Jian waved his chubby hand and said, "If you sell out, you will come back here to receive it!" Share! ”

The schoolchildren received the books, and one of the brave ones was in charge of one street, and the less timid ones were sold in a gang.

In the blink of an eye, there were fifty copies left.

"Kunzi, I'll follow you, my mouth is not good, I'll help you carry it!"

Zhao Kun thought about it, Zhao Jian was a little fat man, and he couldn't walk a few times, so he simply agreed.

"In front of the champion study, the boss is a black-hearted person, if he knew that we were robbing him of his business, he would definitely come to catch us, let's not go outside the door, it's nearby."

Zhao Jian was so tired that he wiped his sweat and sat on the ground, Zhao Kun cleared his throat, held a book in his hand, and began to shout.

"Come and see, come and see! Lin'an's new Mei Maocai's latest book has been published into a book, reading poetry without reading Mei Maocai, even if it is in vain! ”

Zhao Kun didn't know what Mei Xueyan meant by publicization, probably just blowing hard, let everyone know, he was still making up words by himself, his voice was originally coming, Mei Maocai's reputation was also loud, and many people suddenly noticed this shouting schoolchild.

A Xiucai wearing a shirt and scarf came over and asked.

"Kid! What do you sell? ”

Zhao Kun replied fluently: "Mei Maocai's latest work, haven't you all seen it?" I just took it out of the print shop, and it's not officially released yet! After this village, there will be no more such shops! ”

"It can't be fake, right?" Xiucai was suspicious, "Why haven't I heard that Mei Maocai has written a book?" ”

"How can this be fake? I'm running errands in the printing shop, can you have me well-informed? Zhao Kun shouted, "This kind of thing can't be faked, we don't want to be in prison!" ”

Xiucai was right to think about it, and said, "Bring it to me."

Zhao Jian hurriedly handed it over, and Xiucai took it over to take a look, and sure enough, it was signed Mei Xueyan.

"A Chinese Ghost Story? This is...... Novel? And a poem. Xiucai read it and smiled, "It's another good poem, and only Mei Mao can write it, how much does it cost?" I want it. ”

"Fifty Wen!"

"Okay, go on."

When Zhao Kun took the money, he hadn't reacted yet.

That's it? So it's sold? It's so refreshing, isn't it? Books are a luxury, and those who are willing to spend money on books these days are either wealthy families or people who have saved up good books for some time.

This person seems to have a good family background, but he should always pick and choose when buying books, right? How can you give money so happily?

"Kunzi! What are you stunned about? People ask you what to say! ”

"Uh-oh."

At this time, there were already five or six people around, all asking about the price and the like, fifty wen was the highest price set by Zhao Kun, and he also felt that it would be good to sell a few copies a day, but now it seems that the price is too low!

"I like to read Mei Maocai's poems the most, what she used to write was to borrow things to allude to people or feelings, this poem is a rare poem to write love, so I rushed to it, I bought it!"

"I used to be Mei Maocai's classmate, and she is now a Xiucai, but I will still support her, come to a copy!"

"Okay, fifty a book, you can take it!"

Zhao Kun endured the pain and did not raise the price, Mei Xueyan confessed, if it is not necessary, there is no need to increase the price, Zhao Kun only feels that she is at a loss, she doesn't know how good the market is!

In a matter of moments, three copies had already been sold, and even bookstores did not have this effect.

I guess other schoolchildren won't be too bad!

After shouting for a while, there were already more than a dozen people gathered over, and when they heard Mei Maocai's name, they came to see the excitement, and heard that there were books to buy, and those who were able to even bargain didn't have to, so they directly donated generously.

Of course, some poor disciples have some regrets, they have limited funds to buy books, and most of them spend a small amount of money to borrow and copy books, which is just a novel, and it is not worth spending so much money to add to the burden on the family.

In the time of a cup of tea, eight copies had already been sold, and those who got the books did not leave immediately, but gathered in twos and threes to study with their classmates and friends.

"It's a strange novel, right?"

At a cursory glance, they were a little disappointed, but as soon as they read a page, they were attracted by the book, and several people read together, urging those who read fast to read slowly, and those who read slowly did not let them turn the page quickly.

So there was a comical scene in the street, some of the scholars were squatting on the ground, some were sitting on the steps, holding a book together, and they didn't even care about the vendors next to them, and the pedestrians did not get angry when they bumped into them, but began to read with relish again, for fear of missing a line.

"Yo, look at these scholars, all their hard work has been used on the street, baby, you have to be like them, otherwise how can you be admitted to the children's school? Look at their seriousness. ”

Children who have been taught by their parents are ashamed, seniors are really seniors, they must study hard!