Full of warm thoughts and desires, two encounters, the beauty of the girl in the white skirt and the naughtiness of the girl in the green skirt were deeply engraved into Mao Yulong's heart. Every time I think of their sisters' movements, their eyes and smiles, they make the fifteen-year-old body, the thirty-year-old Mao Yulong unable to sleep at night, thinking about marrying a wife in the future, and the dream of a pungent sister-in-law, Mao Yulong's heart is itching.

Although the beautiful thing is very desirable, but the level makes him really not know how to overcome it, that is, he meets twice, and he doesn't even know who the other party is and whose daughter he is, so all dreams are really dreams.

How to let that sister know, how to let yourself know the other sister's fresh abode

It's not impossible to ask about the streets with a cheeky face, after all, boys in later generations did this, and in the name of romance. However, this era is not allowed to do this, if Mao Yulong really inquired about the residence of the two girls and sisters in the world, he would definitely be treated as a disciple and be beaten violently, then his reputation as the first prodigy talent in Hangzhou since ancient times would be ruined, and then it would not be the optimism of the state capital, that is, the disgust did not run.

What to do

This thing is really difficult for Mao Yulong, who posted a notice to find someone and advertised to find someone.

Of course, there were no newspapers in this era, and if there were search notices all over the streets, it would not be beaten up, but it would be immoral, and people would be kidnapped and sent to the official.

But there are always more difficulties than difficulties, so he is ready to use plagiarism to tell the person he likes and his thoughts.

Two sisters, one white and one green, are the best materials, so Mao Yulong is ready to write a poignant story and then find a printing office to print it. While earning some manuscript fees, I also passed on my feelings to the two sisters through this story, hoping to meet again.

Thinking of this, Mao Yulong couldn't sleep anymore, got up in his clothes, lit the oil lamp, picked up the pen, and began to write his circle of friends article The Legend of the White Snake

The story of the White Snake has only become popular since the Qing Dynasty, and plagiarism is not possible at all. At the same time, this story just connects the beautiful scenery of the entire West Lake in Hangzhou, giving them a profound connotation, and it is also a promotion advertisement for Hangzhou's tourism industry.

At this time, Mao Yulong began to fantasize that with the popularity of his works, such as the West Lake, it will definitely be more prosperous, should he occupy a seat by the broken bridge now, and sign and sell books there in the future, and he will definitely make a lot of money.

Of course, this is all temporary conjecture, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, or the motivation to write.

Chapter 1, Meeting at West Lake,、、、、、、

I didn't sleep and started to be a demon, of course, I alarmed my mother. The mother also put on her clothes, and saw her son writing hard under the oil lamp, and was relieved, it seems that her son did not give up studying hard because of the smooth steps after being admitted to Xiucai, but he was more diligent, but this night was quieter and deeper, and at a young age, the thin body could no longer stand it.

But the son's self-motivated efforts cannot be stopped, not only that, but should also be encouraged. So the mother quietly lit a fire in the stove, nested a few eggs, and added a little sugar, and brought it to her son.

Mao Yulong, who was in a trance, felt the fragrance of eggs and turned his head to look at his mother under the light.

Under the light, the mother's old and wrinkled face, because of her deep changes, has now become ruddy and plump, and she looks more kind. I was about to say a few words, but there was a noise in the opposite room, and needless to say, the fragrance of eggs must have driven my sister away from sleep. Sure enough, my sister rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Mother, I'm hungry." ”

The mother smiled and patted her, "You are full at night, how can you be hungry so quickly, I see that you are not hungry, you are hungry." Then he went back to the kitchen, took a small bowl, and dialed an egg in Mao Yulong's bowl, "Quickly ate and slept." ”

To tell the truth, dinner in this era is eaten too early, and it is indeed easy for Mao Yulong and his sister, who are growing up, to be hungry. Seeing his sister's unhappy expression holding the bowl, Mao Yulong hugged his sister over, asked him to sit on the edge of the table, and then flicked a few eggs from his bowl.

Of course, this was opposed by the mother, "If you eat in the middle of the night, you will get sick, and there is an egg to solve your cravings." Then I had to tell my son, "Although there is a lot of money, it will be spent sooner or later, and we still need to save our days, and there are many places to use the money." ”

Mao Yulong took out a bowl again, divided the eggs in his bowl into three, and brought it to his mother, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, mother, even if the money is spent, it doesn't mean that the new money will not come, for example, every month when I receive rice, I will get some money." Then he pointed to the manuscript on his desktop, "And I have a new way to make money, I am going to write a story about the West Lake in Hangzhou, and then find a printing company to cooperate in the development and earn a manuscript fee, so that we have a steady stream of income, not rich and expensive, there should be no problem in supporting the family." ”

Hearing that her son was not studying the books of the sages, her mother's face sank at that time, and she seriously taught her son, "It's not okay to go through those side doors, my son still has to study the books of the sages hard and strive for progress." ”

Kicking away Xiao Huang who was hugging his thigh, Mao Yulong patiently explained to his mother, "I was admitted to Xiucai, but it is the first step of the official career, but I can't get the support of the government. But this will not last long, and if there is a famine or a major accident here, this part of the money and food will also be lost. Therefore, it is not a shameful thing for talents to fend for themselves, and it is also a necessary life need. As a showman, he can't make a living to support his family, so what kind of show talent can't be lifted if he can't be lifted. ”

The mother thought that this truth was plausible, so she had to refute it again.

Mao Yulong immediately took out the language of the sage to persuade his mother, "The sage said, self-cultivation, Qi family, governing the country, and then leveling the world, the meaning of the sage's teachings is that if you want to have a great future in the future, you must govern the family well, and even if you can't clean up a family, it is impossible to go further, so I am not doing my job now, I am practicing the teachings of the sage." ”

made my mother dumb again. As long as it is said by the sage, the mother thinks it is correct, since it is correct, of course, it is necessary to let the son practice, so he picked up the girl, went back to sleep, and turned his head and said, "I can't talk about you, but no matter what, to do the right way, you must not damage your heart." ”

Mao Yulong hurriedly got taught, and after comforting his mother for a few words, he continued his plagiarism career in the company of Xiao Huang.

One, the fastest way to make money, is to use serialization, constantly hanging people's appetites, and slowly emptying the money in the reader's pocket.

Mao Yulong is ready to use this method of boiling frogs in warm water to achieve his ulterior purpose at several levels.

The first sheet was written overnight, and after dawn, I took it to the street to look for a printing office.