He Renle led Lin Mo to look around, and also introduced the current situation of this bookstore to Lin Mo: "There are a total of fifty people in this bookstore, and some of the original helpers were recruited by you under your work-study method, and now according to your method, this bookstore can print six or seven hundred copies a day." Lin Mo nodded and said, "Well, this speed is not bad. ”

He Ren shook his head and said: "It's not enough, this speed is still slow, we have now spread out this business in Yunzhou and several nearby state capitals, which basically can't supply the books printed in a day, so we have to continue to recruit people to expand." ”

He Ren's eyes were full of heat at this time, and he naturally wanted to continue to expand and make more money, so that he could be regarded as raising his eyebrows and not disappointing his father He Dafu.

Lin Mo didn't have so many ideas, so he handed over the book business to He Ren to take care of, and he was only responsible for providing manuscripts on a regular basis. At this time, He Ren looked at Lin Mo and smiled: "I plan to publish a poetry collection?" ”

Lin Mo was naturally very puzzled when he heard this, and He Ren said, "Isn't this time a government test?" I plan to find those candidates for the government examination, buy their poems, and then compile a "Yunzhou Mansion Examination Poetry Collection", and then those scholars and their families will inevitably buy it, and many of those people are either rich or expensive, so that with their influence, this poetry collection will definitely sell well. ”

When Lin Mo heard this, he asked, "Will they agree to this?" Didn't this man of letters resist this act of buying and selling poetry? Although many people secretly do this kind of thing, there should not be many people who are willing to sell their poems like this. ”

He Ren smiled: "What I mean is very simple, I just give them some money as a pen fee, print this poem into a book, or sign their name, just like the "Yunzhou Poetry Collection" compiled by Master Tixue, they still don't give money for the pen, I am giving money, such a good opportunity to promote the fame of the writers, how can those readers give up?" Saying that, He Ren also said in a low voice: "At that time, I can also privately put some not-so-outstanding poems in this poetry collection, as for who to put it, it depends on who bids high." ”

Lin Mo immediately understood He Ren's thoughts when he heard it, this person is just doing bidding like before, most of this poetry collection must be better works, but if some people are rich and want to enter their poems into this poetry collection, then they have to spend money, so the pen polishing fee for those scholars is only a drop in the bucket, and He Ren will still make a lot of money in the end. Lin Mo looked at He Ren and had to admire He Ren's talent for business.

Lin Mo thought for a moment and said: "But if this is the case, it will inevitably affect the reputation of your poetry collection, if those who spend too much money to buy it, the reputation of this poetry collection will stink, and then no one will be willing to put their poems on this poetry collection, and no one will be willing to spend money to buy this position, and how to make this reputation at the beginning is also a troublesome matter." ”

He Ren said with a smile: "Don't worry, there are thirty to forty poems in a poetry collection, and at most four or five bad poems will be put in, and I will check it, if it is too miserable, I will not put it." I've figured out how to make a name for myself, it's difficult for others, but it's pretty easy for us now. As he spoke, he looked at Lin Mo with some ill will. Lin Mo panicked, knowing that this He Ren must be paying attention to himself, Lin Mo asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

He Ren smiled cheaply and said

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to use your reputation, after all, the county government test is the first of the double cases, and the poetry is famous, if this is used well, this reputation will naturally spread." Lin Mo sighed when he heard this: "You have calculated it on me now, forget it, you can do what you like, as long as you don't make my reputation stink." ”

When He Ren heard this, he immediately said: "Don't worry, you will be the living signboard of my poetry collection in the future, how can I make your reputation stink, I actually want to compile your poems in this poetry collection, and then continue to promote your fame." Lin Mo didn't care when he heard it, as long as he wasn't too out of line.

At this time, He Ren continued: "I plan to publish an issue every month like this "Journey to the West", serialized, so that you can collect money every month, but you have to write me a few good songs every month, and don't write very good, that is, your house test is almost the same as the ones you wrote yesterday." When Lin Mo heard this, he smiled bitterly and looked at He Ren and said, "You really think this poem is so simple, just open your mouth and come?" I also write a few songs every month. ”

He Ren laughed when he heard this: "This is a difficult thing for others, but for Lin Mo, it is a matter of easy contact for you, so don't be modest, don't worry, I will use these poems you wrote first, no matter how you say it, it will be enough for me to print it for a few months, you think about it every day now, and when you make a poem, you will tell me about it." He Ren looked at Lin Mo, his eyes were full of expectation and excitement, and Lin Mo couldn't refuse, so he just said that he had thoughts, and he would tell He Ren when he really wrote a good poem.

Outside the city of Yunzhou, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes and wounded stumbled towards the city, but he could no longer support his body less than half a mile away from the city gate, and fell to the ground and passed out. Pedestrians on the road were naturally very puzzled when they saw this scene, but no one wanted to bother with this matter.

At this time, Lin Mo and He Ren were making a carriage back to Yunzhou City, and when they were about to enter the city, they suddenly found a group of people gathered around and seemed to have something going on.

He Ren naturally didn't miss the opportunity to watch the excitement, and immediately asked the coachman to stop the car, and then pulled Lin Mo over to take a look. The two of them squeezed through the crowd, only to find a beggar-like figure lying on the ground, and the people on the side kept talking.

A young man said, "I haven't heard of a disaster or a thief, how can this man be covered in scars?" ”

Another human: "Maybe this person really met a bandit, it seems that he should be killed after being robbed and desperately escaped." ”

"I think he was chased and killed by the enemy, otherwise how could he be tortured like this, if it was an ordinary bandit, he should be hacked to death directly, how could he cut him like this."

Everyone said their own conjectures, although they were different, but they surprisingly reached a consensus, that is, they didn't save this person, after all, more things are better than less, what if you save this person and bring trouble to yourself.

He Ren looked at this person and listened to the discussion of several people around him, he planned to leave directly, after all, in such a situation, a strange person who was covered in injuries was a trouble, in case this person was a bandit, it would be a problem to save him, if there was really an enemy chasing and killing him, he would be hated if he didn't do it, so it was better not to worry about it.

Lin Mo looked at this person's dirty face that was difficult to see, his eyes were full of horror, and Lin Mo hurried up

Helping this person up, and then wiping the dirt off this person's face with his clothes, it was indeed Feng Gui, who he hadn't seen for a few months, as he expected, that is, Lin Mo, the original shopkeeper of Yunzhou Yongheji. Lin Mo hurriedly checked it and found that this Feng Gui was like a gossamer, his pulse came and went, and he was lifeless, Lin Mo knew that this Feng Gui's life was hanging by a thread now, if he was not treated in time, then his life would definitely be lost.

Seeing Lin Mo behaving like this, He Ren immediately realized that this person Lin Mo must have known, so he immediately drove the carriage over, helped Lin Mo carry this person to the car, and then drove straight to Lu Qingya's pharmacy. Lin Mo looked at the unconscious Feng Gui with a lot of doubts, this Feng Gui said that he would go to Shengzhou Yangzhou to find his missing daughter, how could he return to Yunzhou scarred? Could it be that he really encountered a bandit, and he had to kill people after being ransacked? Lin Mo is all conjecture, what is going on will not be known until this Feng Gui wakes up.

The carriage drove quickly on the street, and after a while, it arrived at Lu Qingya's pharmacy, Lin Mo directly carried Feng Gui into the pharmacy, at this time Lu Qingya was checking the patient's pulse, and it was very strange at first to see Lin Mo carrying a person in, but then he found that this person was already scarred, and Lu Qingya couldn't care so much, so he immediately said: "Hurry up and carry him to the back hall." Lin Mo didn't talk nonsense, and directly carried Feng Gui to the back hall and put him on the bed.

Lu Qingya hurriedly stepped forward to check the pulse, and then asked Fang Han to take off Feng Gui's clothes and found that Feng Gui had dozens of wounds on his body, Lin Mo and He Renna were also very surprised, although they knew that Feng Gui had injuries on his body, but they didn't expect that there would be so many.

He Ren only had time to ask Lin Mo who this person was? Lin Mo simply explained the process of Feng Gui's acquaintance with himself.

At this time, Lu Qingya's brows were tightly locked, and Lin Mo and He Ren began to clean Feng Gui's wounds, then crushed some medicines, applied them to the wounds, and finally wrapped them in a white cloth, and then hurriedly asked Fang Han to decoct the medicine and give it to Feng Gui.

Lin Mo and He had to stand aside, not knowing what to do, so they could only be anxious. After a while, Lu Qingya and Fang Han finished dealing with this Feng Gui's injury, and Lin Mo hurriedly stepped forward to ask how the injury was.

Lu Qingya had to sigh and said: "This person's injuries have accumulated day by day, and he has already penetrated into the bone marrow, and it is not easy to survive until now, I have now tried my best to help him deal with his injuries, but he has run out of oil, and he is all supported by one breath, so it depends on his creation." ”

Lin Mo's heart sank when he heard this, Lu Qingya was not sure about Lin Mo, and he was even more unsure. Then Lin Mo asked, "Can the blood transfusion method cure him?" ”

Lu Qingya shook his head and said, "His body is too weak to withstand a little toss, and using that method will only make him go earlier." Lin Mo's face darkened after hearing this, knowing that he could not do anything about it.

Lu Qingya instructed Fang Han to take care of this Feng Gui, and notify him immediately of any changes, and then Lu Qingya took Lin Mo to a remote corner, Lu Qingya opened his mouth and asked, "What is the origin of this person?" ”

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