Since that day, Gu Bei borrowed a hundred taels of silver from the little girl Qing'er, and she was still complacent at first.

Later, I learned that Bai Luoshi asked Qing'er to go to the account room to withdraw five hundred taels of silver for Gu Bei's daily expenses, but Qing'er, a little money fan, lent Gu Bei's silver to Gu Bei.

Every time I saw Qing'er, just when Gu Beiqi's teeth were itching to find her to reason, Qing'er's hippie smiling left hand took out an IOU and waved it, danced with her right hand, and said indifferently: "Uncle, you are a scholar, the maid has always admired the reader, and the scholar is a humble gentleman who speaks like his uncle." ”

"I..."

Go to a special scholar, go to a special gentleman, the young master doesn't want to be a gentleman at all, Gu Bei wailed in his heart.

"That is, my uncle is a gentleman among righteous gentlemen, and he is nicknamed Honest Xiaolangjun." Gu Bei said with tears streaming down his face.

"Uncle, why are you crying..."

"It's okay, it's windy, and the sand is getting in my eyes."

"Uncle, where did the wind come from, why didn't the maid feel it?"

“......”

"Uncle, why are you shedding tears faster and faster."

“......”

In the next few days, Gu Bei got up in the morning to exercise, hid in the house in the morning to write and paint, accompanied Qing'er to bask in the sun in the afternoon, and occasionally told Qing'er stories.

Bai Luoshi has been very busy these days, going out during the day and coming back late at night with her tired body.

Gu Bei was in a good mood this day, for two reasons, one is that after this period of conditioning and exercise, Gu Bei's health is almost better.

Second, after so many days of struggle, "The Legend of the Great Sage and the Demon" has been copied, and Gu Bei has no shame to gather for his own use, and he also signed his pen name. Poor Wu Chengen knew greatly, and he didn't know if he would crawl out of the ground and strangle him.

Since he is in a good mood, of course he has to find something to do, such as going out to go shopping, and after so long of traveling, he hasn't gone out yet, so he will find a bookstore to submit by the way.

Gu Bei went out of the house under the leadership of Qing'er and started shopping for the first time.

The bustling and noisy streets of the West Market are full of people, teahouses, wine shops, shops, roadside vendors, performers, old men playing monkeys, coolies pulling carts, and nobles on horseback, patrolling official cars, and busy traffic, creating an illusion of a peaceful and prosperous world. In front of this scene, who can believe that the Xia Dynasty is now suffering from internal and external troubles, and it is full of sores?

Gu Bei has seen a big world, although there is a prosperous scene of people coming and going in front of him, he really feels that it is nothing in his eyes. Despite this, Gu Bei still looked around dizzily along the way.

Qing'er also jumped around and looked around, pulling Gu Bei's stall to see, that stall touched, looked at the sugar man, and jumped and said that she wanted to buy it. Gu Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, in the twenty-first century, fifteen or sixteen years old is probably still in high school.

Qing'er, who was in high spirits, ate the sugar gourd she had just bought in her mouth, held the sugar man in her hand, and led Gu Bei to Shufang Street.

On the way to Shufang Street, Gu Bei learned that movable type printing in the Xia Dynasty had been around for a long time, and it has developed to this day, and it has become very mature, and book printing is very developed.

After a while, Shufang Street arrived.

On both sides of the bookstore street, there are more than ten bookstores of all sizes.

Gu Bei first walked around the street, and finally chose a bookstore called Yashilin and walked in.

A man was sitting in the shop, and when he saw someone walking in, he looked up at the master and servant, and asked, "Printing or contributing?" ”

It's called Yashilin's bookstore, with a bookstore in front and a printing workshop in the back. Yashilin is a medium-sized bookstore on Shufang Street, and it prints some books for sale on weekdays, and also accepts submissions from others.

Gu Bei took the manuscript handed by Qing'er and said lightly: "Submit." ”

The guy pointed to a table and said, "Leave it there, you can leave the address and wait for notice, or come here yourself in three days to check the results." ”

Gu Bei put the manuscript of the first chapter on the table, and led Qing'er to turn around and walk out of the bookstore.

Next, Gu Bei selected five or six bookstores and submitted the manuscripts into them.

On the way back, Qing'er asked Gu Bei curiously: "Uncle, what book did you just submit?" Have you ever heard of it?"

"The Legend of the Great Sage Demon Descending" Gu Bei said lazily.

"What's the story? Why is the title so strange? ”

“...”

Yingtianfu West City, Shufang Street.

In a bookstore, the guy handed a few manuscripts to a middle-aged man and said, "Shopkeeper, this is a manuscript submitted by someone, you can take a look first." ”

After the middle-aged man took it, he flipped through it casually, shook his head and said, "There is no one worth printing, it just happens that the thatched house is out of paper, and I will send it over in a while." ”

In another bookstore, the shopkeeper shook his head, threw the manuscript aside, and frowned: "If you want to be of this level in the future, don't show it to me." ”

Yashilin Bookstore is one of the three major bookstores in Xishi Shufang Street, with many varieties of books and good quality, which are deeply loved by readers and have a very prosperous business.

Today happened to be the proprietor of Yashilin to inspect the bookstore, so the bookstore shopkeeper and the guys were very busy, and they got up early in the morning to clean the bookstore.

The proprietor's surname is Chen, a young man in his early thirties, very shrewd and capable, who has just inherited his father's business for only two or three years, and is ambitious, bent on making Yashilin bigger and stronger.

At this time, in the shopkeeper's room in the backyard, the shopkeeper was reporting to the young proprietor on his recent achievements, but he soon found that the proprietor was not listening to his report, but was reading a book, and he was a little fascinated by it.

The shopkeeper then remembered that the manuscript was given to him by his fellow man, and that in the past two days the proprietor had come, and he was busy preparing all kinds of greeting matters, so he threw the manuscript aside.

The shopkeeper awkwardly stopped the report, and after waiting for a while, Chen Dongzhu finished reading the manuscript and asked, "Who wrote this?" “

"I heard from the guy that this was written by a young son, dressed as a scholar."

"Is there anything else in the back?" Chen Dongzhu hurriedly asked.

"It's all here."

"Hurry up and find which son to bring to me, what a good book! Almost missed. ”

"Which son, man... Leave a manuscript... Gone," the shopkeeper said.

"That boy is here next time, let me know quickly."

......

At the same time, Gu Bei had also returned to Baifu, and he planned to write other stories as well, he was not worried that this book would not be published, even if the shopkeepers of those bookstores had no eyes, there were always people who knew the goods.

If it weren't for the lack of capital, he would have invested his own money.

He crouched down at his desk to write, and had just finished writing a chapter when a fragrant fragrance wafted from the side.

Bai Luoshi stood beside him, looking at the manuscript he had just written.

Gu Bei looked up at her and said, "You're back!" ”

"I heard Qing'er say that you left the house today, and you also submitted a manuscript." Bai Luoshi glanced at him, Yang Yang manuscript and said, "This is the story you wrote?" What is it called? ”

"The Legend of the West Chamber"

"Oh, why did you think about writing a story? Is there a lack of money? I'll go and talk to the bookkeeper later, and you need to withdraw the money directly in the future. ”

When Gu Bei heard this, his heart warmed, he shook his head and smiled: "I also have nothing to do, so I write stories." ”

"Oh."

"Lady, what have you been busy with lately, do you need my help?" Gu Bei looked at the haggard Bai Luoshi and said with a smile.

"No, it's just a few odd things." Bai Luoshi looked at Gu Bei, thought for a while, and slowly spoke: "Husband, the doctor said that you are weak, you have to pay more attention to your body and take medicine on time." ”

After speaking, Bai Luoshi floated out the door.

Gu Bei looked at Bai Luoshi's distant shadow, for a long time, he inhaled the faint fragrance left in the air, smiled, and continued to bury his head in writing.