"What?"

"Qiantang Chuzhi County has published a collection of poems. \\。 QΒ⑤、c0ｍ\”

"That's natural, who doesn't know about this, why use you, I heard about it some time ago."

。 Oh, Brother Tai is really well-informed. I don't know if he has added his books to his home collection.

"That's nature

"Can you borrow a look?"

"No way!"

The last sentence was answered very decisively. I don't care at all that others scold him for being stingy, and the above conversation will be within a few days. It has been widely circulated in Hangzhou Chengfang City, and the Luo Xiaoxian incident has not yet subsided, and this wave of incidents has struck one after another, and the tide is fierce and dizzying.

This is an excellent topic to talk about, how can the idle and boring people miss it, and they have a very hot conversation after dinner, however, this time the focus of the discussion is no longer the anecdote that Chu Zhen and someone have to say, but his book collection.

You know, in ancient times, the winter people published books and printed collections, which was a common thing, this is the dream in the hearts of every reader, to paraphrase a high-sounding sentence, the sage of ancient scraping, meritorious service and virtue, who dares not to follow, in fact, there are also books to survive future generations, the idea of leaving a name in history.

Chu Qian's move, it is understandable, everyone will not be surprised, there are almost no people who oppose it, but Chu Zhen is too young, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he has published a collection of books, you know, according to the potential rules, the people who publish books are generally the deceased, or the old man who is about to die, and wants to see his life's work before he dies, with his wish.

Chu is in his prime, and he is 100 years away, and he doesn't know how many decades he owes, so there should be no this. Necessary.

Juvenile temperament, in order to make a name for himself, does not hesitate to be frivolous, but self-defeating, but leaves a trace of stigma, after consideration, some people have reached a consensus, spread out, think so, there are regrets, there are also gloating.

In the consciousness of everyone, the truly virtuous and noble people should be able to regard fame and fortune as floating clouds and dung regardless of fame and fortune.

It's enviable, some young scholars are so jealous, and they secretly admire, you must know that no one has thought of this method of becoming famous quickly, but few have the courage to implement it.

"Hmph, if he has the ability, he can also publish a book, and no one stopped them, so they knew that they were full of nonsense, and their eyebrows were raised, and their pretty faces were full of anger. Apparently I heard the rumors of Fang City.

。 The mouth grows on others, whatever they say, why bother with Chu Zhen smiled and comforted, sell your reputation and fish for fame, it seems that there is no good thing in the world for fame and fortune, if you get benefits, what does it matter if your reputation is damaged, anyway, I don't want to be a saint.

Look, Chu'er's anger is still not gone. Chu Zhen continued to laugh and said: "You should think like this, although the rumors are a bit negative, but it is enough to show that everyone is concerned about this matter When the book collection is listed, the one who buys the most may be these people who refute it." ”

This is certain. After all, I want to point out the flaws in my books. It's just to scold yourself, you should always read the content of the book first.

Under Chu Qian's persuasion, Chu'er was a little angry, but he still had some grudges: "You have to write down all the people who scolded your son, and the Printing Society will not help them publish books in the future" How can this work, that is not cheap for them. Chu Zhen smiled.

Chu'er was puzzled: "What do you mean by this?"

"If you open the door to do business, how can you refuse customers." Chu Zhen chuckled: "Besides, if you want to take revenge, you should wish they to come, so that you can slaughter them fiercely." ”

"It's still a good child. Chu'er was far less beautiful than Gu Pan Streamer, and the corners of her lips were purging, obviously keeping Chu Qian's smile firmly in mind, and she actually hoped that these people would come to the door soon.

Good luck to you, Chu Zhi secretly mourned, as expected. was hated by Chu'er like this, and his fate must not be much better.

"Childe, the second step of the plan has been completed, and now there is a boiling discussion of Childe's book collection in the market, especially the bookseller shopkeeper in the city, like an ant, he searched all the major printing houses in Hangzhou, but he couldn't find the goods, and he was so impatient that he was about to get angry." Chu Er smiled and said, "I suspect that if you wait any longer, maybe someone will come to the door." Ask Childe for a book directly. ”

It's not impossible. Chu Zhen chuckled. If it weren't for the banquet that day, someone proved that there was indeed a collection of books, not to mention the booksellers, I am afraid that those printing societies would have come to the door a long time ago. Fortunately, what Luo Xiaoxian showed that day was just an ordinary version of the book collection, otherwise, the situation might be even more lively.

After all, though, according to the instructions, those book holders also mentioned that there were color prints. But until they see it with their own eyes, most people don't believe it, and the rest of the few are also skeptical.

"Look, isn't it time to ship?" At this time, Chu'er was not in a hurry, and asked softly: "Or continue to wait."

Hunger and thirst effect. It's almost time for the fire, after thinking about it, Chu Zhen smiled and said: "No need, let's clear the warehouse, let the Printing Society get ready, business will come to the door soon."

The next day, the spring was bright and white. It is a rare good weather, some people choose to stay at home, lying on the bamboo bed in the courtyard, enjoying the warm sunshine, and some people can't stay idle and be alone. Or about three or five good

No different from the past, Fang City is still so lively, in the most prosperous area of Hangzhou City, suddenly, a sound of gongs and drums resounded in the sky, which attracted people's attention. But no one thought it was strange, thinking that it was just ordinary juggling. However, the sound of gongs and drums did not stop three times. On the contrary, it became more and more violent, as if it was about to break the gong and drum.

And where the gongs and drums sounded, there were no weapons such as boulders, sledgehammers, or maces. Instead, there are four long schemes. Surrounded by a square, the desk was covered with a black cloth, and no one could see what was underneath, and there were several Mai men standing in the square, facing each other, with a mysterious smile on their faces.

There is no shortage of curious people in the world, and this is the most lively place in Hangzhou. Immediately, the square table was surrounded and there was a lot of discussion.

"There's something new in the ear

"Could it be that there is a doctor here for free treatment?

"Maybe it's a storyteller

There are many speculations, and even more outrageous. I actually think that several people in the square are prisoners seized by the official office, because the prison is full, so they are temporarily detained here. After whining and wailing, he was slammed by others, plus a panda eye, he deserved to be beaten, and he had never seen a prisoner smile on his face. No one paid attention to this sour ding, so they just asked directly,

"Guy, what are you doing here?"

"That's it, I understand. It's good for everyone to shrug off

At this time, the sound of gongs and drums stopped, and in the sound of urging, several guys looked at each other and smiled, pulling in a very tacit understanding. The black cloth on the table was immediately rolled up, and in an instant, the new books were displayed in rows and uniformly.

"It's ,,?。

A book, as if pressed out of a mold, into blocks, arranged like a wall, scattered like bursts of book, the paper is as white as snow, good quality, which can be seen from the side, what is even more amazing is the cover of the book. It is actually a fine brush painting, and there are people who know how to paint. Compared to the comparison, you can know that the cover of each book is the same. The style of painting is the same, and it should be written by the same person.

Some people couldn't help but exclaim: "Thousands of books, I don't know how long it takes, I'm afraid it will take a year and a half." ”

sighed for a moment, and finally someone noticed the title of the book: "Chu Jingchun's Poetry Collection." ”

"What's the wait?.

。 What a book! ”

In recent days, there has been a lot of excitement, among the present, there are only a handful of people who have not heard of this book, and they have rushed forward to watch it, and some of them are anxious, they directly pick up the book, and the guy did not stop it, and faced it with a smile.

After getting started, I didn't have time to feel the quality of the book, nor was I in the mood to sigh at the cover color picture, but I was forced to open the home page, roughly read the preface in the book, and was about to continue to turn the page to watch the text, and noticed the signature at the end of the preface.

After half a sound, he gasped heavily, and shouted loudly: "Fan Gong, it is actually Fan Gong who is making the preface,"

"Who? Fan Taishou?.

After being reminded, it was raised again for a while, and the onlookers coaxed and spread even more, scrambling to squeeze forward, and the chaos of the situation was comparable to chaos.

A few guys obviously didn't expect this to happen, as if they were a little caught off guard, and when they saw that the rows of book walls were about to collapse and disorder, someone reacted, picked up the gong, struck it vigorously, and locked it a few times, which was deafening.

The onlookers were stunned, but they heard a guy tear his throat open and shouted: "Everyone, don't squeeze, I am waiting here to sell books today, if you want to buy, please consciously queue up, while supplies last, the number is limited, don't miss the opportunity."

。 I want to see what kind of book collection I can write, maybe even I am not as good." ”

"I heard that Chuzhi County was born as a Jinshi. It's good to buy it back and get some aura. ”

。 Buy a few copies, read them, if you have the opportunity, flatter a few words, and build a relationship, maybe it will be beneficial. ”

Selling flowers and praising the fragrance of flowers, books are piled up, countless, what can be the limit, while sneering at the guy's rhetoric, the thoughts are different, but the purpose is the same, most of the people have followed the guy's prompts. Surrounded by square bookcases, lined up in several long lines.

The lucky one in first place was a young gentleman who often bought books, and asked with experience: "How many volumes does this book have, and how much does it cost?" ”

"Just this volume, a thousand dollars." The customer is first, sincere and sincere, the guy remembers the instructions of the principal, has a bright smile on his face, and is polite. But the price of the book is shocking.

"How much?" Shizi blinked. The action of digging out of the pocket suddenly stopped, and it was confirmed in disbelief.

"Always." The guy was very clever, and immediately changed to an easy-to-understand expression, and his smile was still the same.

"Grab the money!"

The young gentleman simply stuffed the money bag back.

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It seems that 3,000 words is more feeling, pay attention to the previous chapter (to be continued)

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