"Oh, what happened to this Monkey King?"

Looking at his friend who was as anxious as he was after reading the newspaper and wanted to know what was going on, Geng Theorem smiled.

"Didn't this newspaper write it, it was: Hongmeng had no surname at the beginning, and Wukong was required to break the stubborn void. After all, I don't know what Dao fruit to cultivate backwards, and listen to the next decomposition. ”

Li Zhen, who was anxious to know what was going on, immediately laughed and annoyed when he heard it.

"This person, writing a novel is writing a novel, but he sold it here, and he was like a storyteller...... It's broken. This person's bookworm was hooked out, but it was stuck here, this person is not authentic. ”

Looking at the newspaper, Li Zhen had no interest in the other contents of the newspaper.

"Where did you buy this Morning Post?"

"The newsboys all over the street are shouting and selling there, Zhuo Wu guesses how much such a six-piece morning newspaper is?"

"Expensive?"

"No, it's cheap, it's cheap."

"This should be the cheapest even seven paper printing, look at this size of a piece of seven paper can be divided into two, six to three even seven paper, a hundred to seven pieces of silver, paper money is a penny up and down, but the most expensive is the printmaker, the printer ...... Huh,"

Looking up at Geng's theorem, Li Zhen was surprised.

"This small character is time-consuming and labor-intensive, such an engraving is probably a page top 100 pages, if you count it, such a newspaper, without a penny of silver, it will definitely be a loss, but ......"

After a pause, Li Zhen said again.

Look at the "Jingshi Jinling Roast Duck No. 1 Restaurant" written on it, this sentence must not be a white seal, maybe it is also silver, it is estimated that they still have to earn silver from this. ”

As he spoke, Li Zhen picked up the newspaper again, looked at the words on the paper and said.

"This word is really well engraved, and the print is extraordinarily clear......

Of course, for the vast majority of people, they don't look at the words, but the stories above. Nearly April, the weather is finally warm, but it is early in the morning, the place where the sun rises at the mouth of each alley, there are elderly people, these cats for a winter, as usual, there is warm, chatting, chatting about the nature is a strange thing in the capital, of course, there is no avoidance, there are also chess there.

I don't know how long later, a young man, with a heavy newspaper bag hanging on his body, shouted as he walked.

"Sell the newspaper, sell the newspaper, look at why a stone monkey pops out of the stone!"

When he shouted, the people who were chatting about chess in the world suddenly became interested, and for these people who live by renting out their houses at home and have nothing to do on weekdays, what they like most is the novelty.

"Hey, I said, it's strange that there's no stone monkey popping out of the rock."

"What's even more strange is that someone wrote it in the newspaper."

In the past, they didn't see people selling newspapers in the streets and alleys, but at that time, people shouted about major events in the DPRK and China, and they shouted "a stone monkey popping out of the stone".

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, ten articles a ......"

Hearing the newsboy's shout, the old men turned to look over, and one of them stood up and said.

"Yo, this report is really cheap, I'll take a look, what kind of stone can jump out of a stone monkey!"

When he got his newspaper in his hand, the old man on the side also squeezed over.

"Old Liu, come, let's take a look together."

There are many literate people in these years, not to mention the capital, even the small village in the nest of the mountain also has a social school or something, all of them are provided with rice and grain in the clan, specializing in teaching the children of the family to read and write, as for the feet of the son of heaven in the capital, the illiterate is a little rare.

"Yo, that's a small word!"

The old man looked at the words on it and said.

"Hey, Drunken Immortal Building...... Isn't this the tavern at the mouth of the pig market, and it was actually reported? ”

Looking at the fresh work, the two of them were already basking in the sun with their backs against the wall, holding the newspaper and reading it slowly. Even the advertisement was read for a while, there was no pastime in these years, even if it was an advertisement, it could pass the time, and when reading all kinds of anecdotes in the capital, it aroused their interest.

"Hey, I'm just saying, how did the grandson sell her wife to make a fortune, and after a long time, she actually made a home by giving the little lady fetal pills, and she received fifty taels for a pair of medicines, she really dared."

"Look, isn't it a lawsuit?"

The local news in the newspaper satisfies people's curiosity about the things around them, and after turning a few pages of news and advertisements, the man suddenly said in surprise.

"Hey, there are novels in this newspaper, but I haven't heard of this novel in "Journey to the West"."

With that, he took the newspaper and read it.

“…… Suddenly, a stone monkey jumped out of the bush, and shouted in response: "I'll go in, I'll go in!" "Good monkey! It's also him—

Today's fame is prominent, and the time comes to Dayuntong. There is a fate to live here, and the heavens are sent to the fairy palace.

You see him squatting down, jumping into the waterfall and spring, and suddenly looking up, there is no water or waves, and there is a clear bridge. He stopped, calmed down, and looked carefully, it turned out to be an iron bridge, and the water under the bridge rushed through the stone holes, hung upside down and flowed out, covering the bridge door......"

As he read this, the old man who was playing chess on the side also stopped.

"It's a pretty well-written story."

Someone on the side answered.

"Hey, this stone monkey actually jumped out like this......"

"Do you think it's true that a stone monkey has popped out of the stones outside the city."

After a while, the old men gathered at the mouth of the alley were fine, and they all listened to "Journey to the West" there.

"Hey, that's a wonderful story."

The old man who was reading the newspaper over there, and when he saw that everyone was surrounding him, he happily became a storyteller, and read according to the newspaper:

“…… The patriarch said: "It is the twelve characters of 'vast wisdom is really like sexuality, sea ying, enlightenment, and enlightenment'." When it comes to you, it is just the word 'enlightenment'. Let's call you 'Monkey King', okay? The Monkey King smiled, "Good, good, good!" From now on, it will be called Monkey King! "Exactly: Hongmeng has no surname at the beginning, and Wukong must be broken by stubbornness. After all, I don't know what Dao fruit to cultivate backwards, and listen to the next decomposition. ”

As soon as you hear "Let's listen to the next breakdown!" These old men suddenly became anxious.

"That's it?"

"Yes, what kind of kung fu did this Monkey King learn?"

"That's it, this old fairy, didn't he just come out!"

"It's an appetizer!"

“……”

Because it was the first issue, I naturally didn't cherish the layout, and the first time of "Journey to the West" was printed on the whole page, but even so, it was out of chapter when it was exciting. It only made everyone itch to listen to it, and one by one they stretched their heads and shrunk their necks to know the story behind them, scratching their ears and cheeks, and looking at it, it looked like the monkeys mentioned in Fang Cai's novel, and they gathered around him one by one to let him continue to tell.

Turning it through carefully, the old man, who was also in a hurry, spread his hands.

"There are only so many in the newspaper, if you want to hear the story, wait for the next issue."

"Next issue, when will it have to be?"

"It's just that this newspaper doesn't have an accurate ......."

Indeed, copying the newspaper is never accurate, it may be once every three or five days, or once every seven or eight days. Everyone's hearts are like cat scratches, and they can't wait to know the next plot immediately. Even the next morning, someone was waiting at the entrance of the alley, and when he saw a newsboy shouting and running, he immediately followed and asked.

"Is it the morning newspaper that sells? Is that grandson monkey out? ”