Chapter 168: A Pen

"I need to hire a hundred literati, people who can write quickly and well!"

As soon as Ye Ping's words came out, Kong Yingda was surprised.

"What do you want a literati to do? And a hundred? Is there a poetry meeting? ”

This was his first reaction.

"It's business!"

"Business? What is the relationship between business and readers? ”

Kong Yingda was still puzzled. How did he know what Ye Ping was going to do? What does this mean?

"Yes, I want them to help me write a book, and I pay for it, in that case, does it matter?"

This Kong Yingda probably understood.

But in Ye Ping's opinion, he didn't understand.

"This ......"

Kong Yingda fell into hesitation.

"Scholar Confucius University, are you afraid that the scholars will not want to? Or is it because of what? ”

Kong Yingda sighed.

"It's okay, these readers are arrogant, and it's basically difficult to let them write books for you."

Ye Ping guessed the result.

But he knows that all arrogance will be defeated by reality and life.

"Let's not talk about whether it is difficult or not, let me talk about my opinion first, and then you can talk about whether it is difficult or not."

"Please!"

Kong Yingda made a gesture of please.

"First of all, most of the scholars are not very wealthy, and when they promise to write books for me, each of them will pay them a hundred dollars a day!

This is equivalent to solving their livelihood problems, so that they can have more money to study, as long as they write with me for a month, they will have enough money to buy books.

Moreover, I can guarantee that each person can have a complete set of imperial examination books, which will be regarded as a gift from me! ”

As soon as he said this, he was also surprised by Kong Yingda.

Because it's a very tempting thing.

Not to mention the amount of 100 wen a day, just talk about a complete set of imperial examination books, the value is simply terrifying. Ye Ping actually took it out!

But why let Kong Yingda do this thing?

Ye Ping went on to say:

"And you still have to do these things, because you are a scholar, and after you do it, these people will be grateful to you, and you will gain more respect. This is for the sake of reading people to be you, and when they soar in the future, will they forget you? Of course, you won't do it in vain. ”

When Ye Ping said this, Kong Yingda was also a little moved.

After all, he can do something for these readers, that's what he can do, and he wants them to read more. can make them high-ranking officials, and they will be full of face when they say it themselves!

And the reason why Ye Ping found him was also because he was able to find the best candidate in a very short time. Others can't do it yet.

"Grandpa, I think Ye Gongzi is right, if that's the case, then maybe there will be more people who will pass the imperial examination! There are many more people who thank you, and in this way, you will contribute to Datang. They will also thank my Kong family, and the Kong family will only be more prosperous in the future! ”

Kong Shaoqing is still on Ye Ping's side, and now whatever Ye Ping says, she says yes.

"Boom! Hey, you're married......"

"Grandpa......"

Ye Ping knew what they were referring to, and immediately said:

"This matter is also what Du Shangshu asked me to do, saying that it is so that more people can afford to read books in the future!"

Ye Ping moved Du Ruhui out. It is also very important to use the word search.

This is a big event for the sake of Datang's future.

There is no need to hide.

Kong Yingda is still in deep thought.

This guy doesn't know what he's thinking.

Maybe hesitating. may be because Kong Shaoqing's marriage is undecided.

So Ye Ping wanted to make a big move.

For such people, you should tempt them with what they need.

So he took out a pen in his hand.

This fountain pen is worth ten points, which can be considered to be written, but not the best.

But for people nowadays, this may be an extremely precious existence. Something that the whole era did not have.

This fountain pen, put it now, can be regarded as a priceless treasure, but here in Ye Ping, it is nothing more than a matter of ten points.

He also prepared a hundred pens that could be given to those who copied books for themselves. As a greeting gift, so that everyone can do things for him.

Fountain pens are also a must-have for wax paper printing. Without it, it's really hard to get it.

"It's ......"

"It's a pen!"

"Pens? What is it? ”

Ye Ping disassembled the pen, revealing the internal structure, and took out a bottle of ink.

After a direct operation, Kong Yingda was stunned.

Especially when he twisted out the pen, he was shocked by the fine structure inside.

"This ...... Is this a fountain pen? So magical! The inside is tight, and the ink is absorbed like a dragon absorbing water! Good stuff. ”

Kong Yingda wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, because Ye Ping didn't say that he wanted to give it to him.

He also showed his affection, so to say he took the bait.

Ye Ping smiled.

knows what Kong Yingda thinks in his heart.

He said: "This is a fountain pen, which can be written on paper, and its handwriting is very strong and powerful, and the work is very beautiful." And it's very detailed, and it doesn't take up space at all. ”

After that, the demonstration began.

He wrote two words, Sheng Tang!

This word completely shocked Kong Yingda.

It turns out that Ye Ping's handwriting is also extremely beautiful.

"Good words, good pen! What a small word, which is beyond the reach of a brush! ”

He looked at the pen intently, and could feel that he loved it very much.

Kong Shaoqing had never seen such a thing, and was even more curious.

What kind of existence is this Ye Ping, why are there so many novel things, Ye Ping is not simple, she has a feeling all the time.

But I couldn't guess.

Ye Ping smiled again.

"Confucius Scholar! If you're willing to find a hundred people for me to help me copy the book, then this pen is yours! As a greeting gift for you! ”

After finishing, he put the pen in Kong Yingda's hand.