Publishing a poetry collection is also the so-called publishing of a book, but it is much simpler than any history book or biographies, and one or twenty poems can be made into a book, which does not require a lot of writing.

But whether it is writing a history book or a collection of poems, the process is cumbersome, because in the long dynasty, printing books is a process, which is to write words on a thin piece of paper first, paste them on a wooden board, and then carve out the words, and then add ink to print on the board. It can be said that printing a book is to engage in a major project, and the cost will certainly not be less.

Moreover, after the first book is printed, it must be submitted to the Ministry of Rites in the capital of Yanguo, and the officials of the Ministry of Rites will review and approve it before it can be officially sold in various parts of Yanguo

The complicated book publishing process has caused everyone in the Yanguo literary circle to rarely think of publishing a book, but if you have enough confidence in your book to earn back the cost of printing, this is an exception.

However, Chen Jin is an exception, and it can be seen that "Those Things About Yan Kingdom" is popular all over the country

Zhu Ziming thinks this is a good proposal, isn't it just a few poems, he is definitely handy, and said with a smile: "Boss Jin's idea is good, but he can only compose poems in the next place, and other things."

Jin Buji heard him want to speak and stopped, looking embarrassed, how could Boss Jin, a person who broke into the business field, not know what he meant, and laughed: "Brother Zhu, you don't have to worry about the rest of the things, you just need to compose poems, and I will solve the other things." ”

The so-called money can make the ghost grind the mass printing of books, and the dredging of the officials of the Ministry of Rites is simply a matter of handiness for Jin Fuji, who has a lot of money.

"Okay, I agreed," Zhu Ziming said boldly, but suddenly thought of something and asked, "Boss Jin, how will my remuneration be calculated?" ”

Jin Buji seemed to have planned for a long time, and said bluntly: "You are three and I are seven, how about it?" ”

Zhu Ziming only had to make a few poems, and the slightly difficult things were lost to Jin Fuji, it stands to reason that it is reasonable to divide the silver in this way, but Zhu Ziming shook his head and said: "Boss Jin, you also know that this poem is not something that can be written if you want to, sometimes in order to think of a poem, my head is too big, and it is not easy for me."

"Poof" looked at Zhu Daguan's sad face, the three fans all laughed silently, Zhu Gongzi was really funny, so Boss Jin must be a little embarrassed.

How can Jin Buer not know Zhu Gongzi's methods, first soft and then hard, if he doesn't agree to back down, I'm afraid he will come hard later, this Zhu Xiaoge is really a good person!

It can be regarded as making friends with him, Jin Fuji sighed in his heart and gritted his teeth: "That's it, let's divide it into five, this is all right?" ”

Zhu Ziming smiled as if he had eaten honey: "Boss Jin is really refreshing!" ”

"Here, a toast!" Zhu Ziming picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The corners of Jin Fuji's lips twitched, and he picked up the wine glass and saluted back

Zhu Ziming's publication of a collection of poems can be regarded as a matter of nailing, thinking that in addition to the academy's entry into the gold, there is also more income from publishing books, and the future Xiao Zi will definitely live a more nourishing life.

In order to make another step forward in the matter of self-reliance, Zhu Ziming scratched his heart and thought that Shen Bixin's pretty face would inevitably appear in his mind at this moment

Thinking of the face of his future wife, the incomparably graceful body is comparable to the powder in his arms, just by touching this breast, you can know that our chick's is more than one level bigger than Xiaocui Zhu Ziming was heartbroken, and couldn't help pinching Xiaocui's little cherry a few times.

"Childe, lighter," Xiao Cuiqiao's face flushed, and she groaned, her delicate body became even softer and hotter, and she couldn't wait to strip Zhu Gongzi's clothes naked and have a vigorous battle!

Xiao Cui is almost unstoppable, Brother Zhu is really a prodigal son of Hongchen, this means, hehe Jin Fuji Yin smiled: "Brother Zhu, strike the iron while it's hot, now that you are famous, this collection of poems will be published as soon as possible!" ”

Jin Fuji meant to let Zhu Ziming make a few good poems earlier, but now it is only three poems at the poetry meeting, but it is not enough to read, at least seven poems are needed to publish a poetry collection, right?

"It's better to be a little bolder" Xiaoxiao was a little bolder, and said tentatively: "Zhu Gongzi is so happy, there must be Yaxing, why don't you compose a poem at this moment?" ”

"It's a good thing to say!" Jin Fuji pecked on her red lips as if he was award-winning, and said with a smile: "Little Brother Zhu, make a song, brother, I'll remember it for you." ”

Boss Jin was so excited, how could Zhu Ziming sweep his interest, under the confused gaze of the three fans, there was a hint of silver on his face: "There is a well in Cangshan and it is empty alone, and the stars fall in the sky and the river reflects the distant pupils; The small stream spring is colorful, and the Songjiang island is a night maple! ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, haha" didn't wait for them to react, Zhu Ziming was already laughing.

The three fans and Jin Fuji don't know much about poetry, they can only feel that this poem is neat and the rhyme is more elegant, it must be a good poem, but why did Zhu Gongzi's only son laugh, is it because he is too excited to make such a good poem?

However, Jin Fuji felt that Zhu Ziming's smile had some other taste, but he couldn't say what it tasted like, he could only feel that this kid was laughing too badly!

Could it be that this poem is also very "bad"? Jin Buji pondered silently: "There is a well in Cangshan and the sky is empty, and the stars fall in the sky and the river reflect the distant pupils; The small stream spring is colorful, and the Songjiang island is a night maple! ”

The artistic conception is very beautiful, and the tone is more beautiful, and I don't feel anything, and I secretly thought, maybe this kid is too carried away.

"Zhu Gongzi, it's really good to learn," the three fans admired in unison.

Zhu Ziming's laughter gradually stopped, and he didn't say anything more, he raised his glass and said, "Boss Jin, come, drink!" ”

In the laughter, Jin Fuji and Zhu Ziming toasted each other, chatted about some homely things, and "got in close contact" with the fans around them from time to time, so happy.

At this time, the boss of the Huamanlou suddenly walked up to the second floor, standing in front of the railing in the center of the second floor, and her actions suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

I saw the old bustard twisting his fat buttocks, and said with a very charming smile: "Thank you for your appreciation tonight, for this, tonight, please send out our Oiran who is full of flowers to play a song for your uncle!" ”

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