In fact, this really can't be blamed on the low price given to him by the old shopkeeper, the Ming Dynasty's Shiwen is really at this price, and the editor-in-chief of the bookstore is generally looking for those children to offer two or three articles a piece, and after collecting dozens of articles, they will be printed after being sold, and they will be sold for about two taels of silver.

Of course, Zheng Guofan has never sold for this kind of price, just like the name, it costs ten taels of silver for a tea circle, and he can't understand the bitterness and bitterness of ten copper coins for the wild alley warbler to beat the bird.

Therefore, he changed his face, he really wanted to be a celebrity, spit on this old man's face, scolded him [poor cuo big bone face, Tian Sheweng mouth] and then brushed his sleeves away, of course, these ten words are the words of celebrities, in other popular terms, it is to scold the other party nouveau riche, don't put on a rich face to show others, you are also a poor ghost in your bones.

However, a penny is hard to beat a hero! The so-called [when heaven and earth are all working together, and heroes are not free], in order to support my father, I endured it.

He squeezed his hands, relaxed again, smiled on his face, arched his hand and said, "Thank you for your advice." With that, he turned around and walked out.

When he went out, a thin young man wearing a brown scarf and high-top shoes crashed in, and happened to meet him, the two touched their shoulders, and the young man looked up to curse, and when he saw that it was him, his eyes lit up, "Zheng Xiaoxianggong." ”

Zheng Xiaoguan's brain turned, he didn't seem to know this person, he smiled at the moment, bowed his hand slightly, and went out with Shan Sinan.

The young man poked his head out of the door, and kept looking at Zheng Guofan when he turned the corner of the street, and kept smacking his lips, and the old shopkeeper inside saw that he didn't enter the door for a long time, and couldn't help but pass the embroidered version of Ruyijun in his hand to the table and patted it, "Finished outside?" Don't want to come back? ”

"Where can I be! I went to Baowentang for a look, and I heard that they invited the famous man Li Zhen to comment on Journey to the West, and they wanted to make a new book out. The young man deliberately took off his scarf and fanned it on his hand, indicating that he was not idle, his surname was Zhao Mingsheng, he was the nephew of the old shopkeeper, and he had been in the store as a buddy for two years, and his surname was very lively, and he wanted to wander outside all day long, and he was most envious of the heroes on the street, such as Tang San, and others, and his action of taking off the scarf and fanning the wind was just learned from Tang San in the morning.

The old shopkeeper snorted in his nostrils, knowing that this nephew was full of carriages, but he was over fifty years old and had no children under his knees, so he was going to pass this nephew to his knees, and threw him in the store as a buddy just for fear that he would suddenly get rich, and he didn't know how hard it was to make money.

"Ups and downs, you have been in the store for two years, and you have to learn to look at the long term." The old shopkeeper Zhao said to him earnestly: "What kind of place is that in Baowentang?" The Great Inner Master of Ceremonies Printing Workshop, their uncle of the owner of the workshop is the eunuch of today's Master of Ceremonies, no matter what book they engrave, they can be crowned with two words, we are our own business, a private workshop, even if there is a good book, we have to think about it, is there something taboo in it, if it is confiscated once, the compensation is all silver......"

The old shopkeeper Zhao broke the closed door for the festival and crumpled it and said to his nephew, I just hope that he will not lose the family business that he has worked hard to earn all his life, "This Journey to the West criticizes Taoism, implies the Son of Heaven, and was banned once a few years ago, even if we can invite a famous person like Li Zhen, we can't engrave Journey to the West immediately......"

Zhao Fushen was the most impatient to listen to this, his face full of young man's rebelliousness, "I said uncle, you are too timid, what's wrong with [***]?" People have no windfall, no rich horses, no night grass and no fat, others can carve, we can naturally carve, besides......"

He glanced at the embroidered portrait of the old shopkeeper Zhao Ruyijun's biography, pouted and said: "Uncle, isn't the book you are reading in your hand also [***], I heard people say that reading [***] around the fireplace on a snowy night, burning incense under the moon to the beauty, for the greatest happiness in life." Speaking of this, his face was full of yearning, "This is the biggest dream of my life!" It's so elegant to think about it, it's like the Zheng Xiaoxianggong just now, after killing someone, he made a song with the county lord, and he didn't want the county lord's reward, and he walked away like no one else, it was really ...... If life is only as it first sees, oops! What a good word, good, really good. After that, he smacked his lips, his face was full of regret, and he wished that he was the one who killed someone to compose poetry.

The old shopkeeper Zhao was so angry with his nephew that he trembled, and his beard was messy, but when Zhao Fushen said that life was only as good as the first time, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although he has not been famous, he also boasts that he has studied four books and five scriptures since he was a child, and he humbly calls a rough and simple word, which is really very modest to speak, although this [life is only as first seen] Although it is only seven words, but just seven words have exhausted a kind of indifferent beautiful feelings, and it is really as my nephew said, good, really good.

"What killing? Who is Zheng Xiaoxianggong? The old shopkeeper Zhao asked anxiously.

Zhao Fushen was asked by his uncle, and he was immediately proud, "It's the one just now!" Uncle, you don't know, this matter is legendary when you talk about it, then Zheng Xiaoxianggong......"

As he spoke, he brought the full set of rhetoric that he learned from Tang San, killed people in a fit of anger, and resolutely surrendered, saying it like a legendary record book that could be sung, and described the incident of Zheng Xiaoguan killing two corpses and three lives, and finally said that Zheng Guofan made Mulan Ci, read a few words, but he couldn't remember the following, and he was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks, "Oops! Why can't I remember the following, really, this has to be blamed on Zheng Xiaoxianggong, the front is too good, patronizing and chewing the good sentences in front, and the back sentences can't be remembered at once. ”

In the end, he is a bookstore guy, and he knows how to chew sentences and arrange a very reasonable reason to blame others.

Hiss!

Old shopkeeper Zhao gasped.

Then, he slapped the embroidered portrait of Ben Ruyi Junchuan on the table as soon as he could, "That Zheng Xiaoxianggong is here to sell literature." ”

"What are you selling? Uncle, hurry up and take a look. Looking for Fu Shen to pull his uncle's sleeve, the old shopkeeper Zhao waved his hand and slapped him on the head, his face was full of chagrin, "Stinky boy, why didn't you come back earlier, this one sent to the door, it actually ran ......away," said and stomped his feet with hatred.

Although the latter sentence was not remembered because of his nephew, just the first few sentences were already a first-class and unstoppable sentence, and they were definitely passed on to future generations. The so-called fame must be early, then Zheng Xiaoxianggong looks like he is only twelve or thirteen years old, and even if he doesn't win a person in the future, he will definitely be a big celebrity.

Such a talent is simply a gold ingot that can walk! The current text he made, with the name of a young genius, was definitely a big hit, and maybe he could engrave several editions in a row, which ...... This...... This...... Why didn't you see it yourself, so you called it to run away?

Thinking of this, he really hated it, "You stinky boy, if you come back half a minute earlier, you won't just let him go, it's really ...... I'm. ”

Zhao Fushen understood, it is estimated that his uncle opened an ordinary current price in the world, and Zheng Xiaoxianggong was not happy.

He is a young man in the end, his surname is lively, and his brain is also lively, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he said: "Uncle, that's it, people are gone, we can go and invite!" This Zheng Xiaoxianggong is not a nameless person in our Daxing County, and there are only a few students who are admitted to the school in Daxing County every year, and it is not easy to find it. ”

"Yes, yes, it's still you stinky boy with a flexible brain." He clapped his hands, yes! Let's go find him again, look at that Zheng Xiaoxiang's expression, a thousand words and fifty words, his face was full of hesitation, and he estimated that he would almost smash him down if he felt about a thousand words and fifty words.

Thinking of this, the old shopkeeper Zhao danced with his hands, really, I should make this fortune, buy more than a dozen of his current texts, and the pen is only about one or two silver, and when the time comes, engrave two or three thousand copies of a edition, each priced at two taels of silver, sell well, and continue to carve ......

Rich, rich.

The old shopkeeper Zhao blushed with joy, his small workshop is also a bleak business, like a big bookstore like Baowentang, just find a celebrity to write something, engrave it and sell it, that is, the silver of the white flowers, where do you need to operate the rental book to collect the thirty yuan once the book rental fee.

It must be Marshal Zhao Gongming of the same sect who came to take care of me, he laughed, completely losing the literati popularity that Zheng Guofan saw him at first sight.