When Liang Wensheng had breakfast on the second day of his inspection of Hejia Village, Liang Yuesong smelled a faint fragrance of flowers on his mother's body.

He approached his mother, sniffed exaggeratedly, and said, "Wow, my mother is fragrant today!" Did you take a bath with flower petals? ”

After hearing this, Mrs. Liang's cheeks were slightly red, she glanced at her husband who was sitting next to her, and said to her son in disgust: "It's not big, it's not small, it's not in shape, this time it's not petals, it's soap, Shufujia soap." ”

"Ahh Liang Yuesong was stunned, and in an instant he thought that he had traveled back to his previous life. Skin-soothing! Did I hear me right? Is there soap in this era too? Although he was a 21st century college student studying liberal arts in his previous life, he was a waste wood who knew almost nothing about science and engineering. But the Ming Dynasty did not have soap, he knew.

He then said in astonishment, "Soap? Still comfortable? Where did Mom get it? ”

"This was sent by He Lichang of Hejia Village a few days ago. This is produced in their workshop, this soap is added with floral essential oil, the yield is low, the price is expensive, but it is a rare ......," Mrs. Liang said with joy on her face.

What is the chief of Hejia Village? Could it be my dad from my previous life? Liang Yuesong's mind was running rapidly.

Before he could figure it out, his cheap father began to speak again: "The son of the He Li Chang family is four or five years younger than you, and he is still a minor half-grown child, but he is young and old, and he feels like a middle-aged man in his forties with rich experience." That's like you, almost twenty years old, but more and more like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old half-grown child! ”

Liang Yuesong heard his cheap father say this, and he understood a little in his heart that the half-grown son who looked like a middle-aged man in his forties was probably his father in his previous life. So he asked: "Is this soap made by the young and old son of the He family?" ”

"Well, count you smart enough to make you guess right. The son of the He family got a gift of strange books in his dream, created his own scientific school, and had a lot of practical knowledge in his heart. Not only did he make soap, but he also made cement, and many practical things later. The school of science includes practical subjects such as mathematics, physics, and chemistry. I've read a math book that talks about Arabic numerals ...... very practical."

Liang Yuesong heard his father say this, and he completely understood. There is no doubt that this son of the He family is the father of his previous life. Only the father of the science student can make mathematics, physics and chemistry, soap, cement and other toys.

So, my dad mixed well in the Ming Dynasty, and now that he's rich, I don't have to eat bran here anymore? But my dad is younger than me now, I'm going to recognize my ancestors now, what will this cheap mom think now? That doesn't drop my jaw.

He also made up a set of nonsense stories about the gift of strange books in his dreams to fool around, and he definitely didn't tell the identity of the previous life. Being manipulated by such a wave of ghosts like mine put him in a very embarrassing situation.

Besides, the current cheap father and mother have managed me miserably enough, and if I recognize a father again, wouldn't there be one more jurisdiction? Forget it.

Think about it again, my father in my previous life used all kinds of gold fingers to make a fortune, but I couldn't even eat meat, so he couldn't laugh to death if he knew? I'd better earn some silver first, and when I get rich and have an identity, I will recognize each other and have face. If you want to make money, you have to be sorry for Mr. Jin Yong.

After a hurried breakfast, he said to his parents, "I'm going to study in the study." He left the dinner table, entered his study, and began to live a codeword life again.

Liang Wensheng looked at the back of his son's departure, nodded with satisfaction, and said to his wife: "Song'er has been studying hard lately, I see that he reads late at night, and I hope he can get middle school next autumn." ”

Mrs. Liang also continued: "Yes, I haven't seen him lose his temper because of eating these days, I think he is sensible, let Chef cook some dishes he likes to eat today to make up for it." ”

"Well, since he knows how to work hard, he doesn't have to be so strict, if he wants to go out for a walk, as long as he doesn't mess around, let him out. The combination of work and rest, there is tension and relaxation in order to be efficient. Liang Wensheng said to his wife.

In fact, how did they know that their sensible son wrote Mr. Jin Yong's novels silently without sleep and food.

After more than ten days of hard work, Liang Yuesong has completed the manuscript of about 100,000 words. He sat in the study and thought, now that his parents are strict, how can he go out and contact the bookstore to print? How many people can read in such a small state city? If it can be sent to the north and south to be printed and sold, such a novel will definitely make money. But now it is difficult to go out of the state, let alone go to other places. After thinking about it, I could only find a bookstore in the city to print.

He thought about it further, good wine is not afraid of deep alleys, and good books are not afraid of small places. As long as everyone approves it, there will definitely be a large number of fans, and it will slowly spread, and there will definitely be booksellers who come to the door to ask for cooperation, and by then he will be famous.

Thinking of this, Liang Yuesong walked out of the study, came to Mrs. Liang's room, and said after saluting respectfully: "Mother, the child has been in Juzhou for almost two months, and I want to go out for a walk today, and go to the bookstore to buy books by the way." ”

Mrs. Liang hadn't seen him so respectful for a long time, and today suddenly like this, she seemed to feel that the former Song'er had returned. Immediately said kindly: "I'm tired of reading at home these days, so let's go out for a walk today." Remember to walk back and don't drink outside. ”

"Thank you, Mother."

After Liang Yuesong thanked him, he happily returned to the study, wrapped the manuscript in a small bag, and took the scholar Qin Bao out of the state gate.

In the Ming Dynasty, selling books was a very lucrative industry, and selling books was tax-free. From the middle of the Ming Dynasty, popular fiction became popular. There are bookstores and book markets all over the country, especially in the Suzhou-Hangzhou area in the south of the Yangtze River, which was originally a place where industry and commerce gathered, and the citizen class was initially formed, and there were many literati and ink writers, and the culture was prosperous, and even the printing industry also developed.

The price of books in the Ming Dynasty was very expensive, such as a "History of Liao" in the Wanli period, with a total number of about 470,000 words, and the price at that time was 8 taels and 1 coins of silver. This is equivalent to almost half a year's income of an ordinary citizen, which shows the high price. Therefore, those who can afford to sell books are all large official families, but all those who read books have a decent life.

In a small city like Juzhou, with a population of only 50,000 or 60,000, there are actually three or four bookstores. Most of the bookstores in the Ming Dynasty were storefronts and carving workshops. In front is the storefront, and behind it is the engraving and printing workshop, so if you find a bookstore, you will find a bookstore.

Liang Yuesong took the scholar to the largest bookstore in the city, and after explaining his intention, the guy came back for a while, and came back and replied: "The boss is entertaining guests, I don't have time today, please come back another day." ”

A simple sentence sent the two of them away. Obviously, the owner of this store is not sincere, a young and unknown junior, as soon as he enters the door, he talks about cooperating in publishing a book, isn't this nonsense? The boss simply didn't believe that someone in such a small place could write a good book. So let the guy politely send it away.

When he arrived at the second house, this time he directly reported that he was the son of Liang Zhizhou's family, and the guy was very polite, and he watched and served tea. In the end, it was even said that they only sell books, not print them. However, they can help contact the bookstore for free.

This is simply, the back house of the bookstore is all workshops, so there is a reason that only sells books and does not print books. In fact, he was completely wrong to say who he was, and the guys in the bookstore have seen a lot of this kind of thing. Some of the sons and daughters of the eunuchs' families, who are vassals and elegant, write a bad book that doesn't make sense, and take it to the bookstore to ask for cooperative printing and profit sharing. I thought it was well written, but in the end I could barely sell a few copies, and the bookstore only lost money. When encountering such a person, they directly refused to offend people, and those booksellers could not afford to be offended, so they simply said that they only sold books, not printed them. Give the other side a face, and don't offend anyone.

After touching the soft nails twice, Liang Yuesong was a little discouraged, and at the same time hated these profiteers for having no eyes. I thought to myself, when my book becomes popular, when you beg me to cooperate, I will let you taste the power of this young master.

With a feeling of loss, Liang Yuesong came to a bookstore again, which is called the bookstore The façade is not big, and there are four words "Xianji Bookstore" on the top sign, which is generally furnished and looks a little shabby. There was only a middle-aged man in his thirties, who didn't look like a man. When the man saw a guest coming in, he hurriedly greeted him warmly: "Sir, do you want to buy books?" ”

There were lessons from the previous two times, and this time he didn't go straight to the point. Instead, he pretended to be casual and said, "Just take a look, is there a good novel here?" ”

"Yes! Yes! The middle-aged man hurriedly said, "Childe, please." There are "Sou Shen Ji" and "Shishuo Xinyu" of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, "Jade Guanyin" and "Zhicheng Zhang Supervisor" of the Song Dynasty, as well as "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" of this dynasty, which one does the son want to read? ”

"I've read all these books, are there any other novel novels?" Liang Yuesong asked.

The middle-aged man smiled mysteriously and said, "There are also "The Legend of Ruyijun", "The Legend of the Crazy Woman", and "New Words of Cutting the Lantern", which are all books that young people like. ”

Liang Yuesong listened to the titles of these books he said, and thought to himself, he regarded me as a swinger brother looking for obscene and erotic novels. Forget it, let's get straight to the point and just say it. Then he asked, "Do you have a book printing workshop here?" ”

"Yes, there are so many books, and there is no one who is satisfied with Childe?"

"I have a manuscript here, let's see if I can print it?" Liang Yuesong asked directly.

"After talking for a long time, Childe wants to engrave and seal books?" The middle-aged man said with some disappointment. thought to himself, it turned out to be another official son of a vassal and elegant family. However, for the sake of face, it was not good to turn his face in person, so he had to say: "Childe, can you let me read the manuscript first?" ”

Liang Yuesong asked rhetorically: "If the store takes a fancy to my book manuscript, how will the profits be shared after it is printed?" How about three sevens, you three and I seven? ”

The middle-aged man said, you have such a big breath, not to mention how well you write, there is no precedent on the market. So he avoided talking about it, saying only that he would read the manuscript before making a decision.

Liang Yuesong looked at the middle-aged man's disappointed expression, and said in his heart, it's over. This time, I talked about it again. Hey, let's be a dead horse doctor. Isn't it just to look at the manuscript first, so that you can see how it goes.

So I took out the manuscript and gave it to him. The middle-aged man took the manuscript and read it hastily. The more he looked, the more shocked he became, and the more he looked at it, the more happy he became. The heart said that he had found a treasure today, and this time he couldn't let him go anyway, and if he could make a fortune this year, he would have to read this book.

So, he packed up the manuscript and said, "Good book, good book!" How much is Childe going to buy? ”