Zheng Guofan's pen is like a divine help, at this time, the skills of the county school students came out, brush, brush, seven or eight words in one go, Shan Sinan next to him raised his eyebrows, took another brush early, licked the ink to the full, and handed it to his young master.

He took the pen, the tide of thought like a spring, although he used a brush, but also the pen dragon and snake without pause, the master and servant two in the study for half an hour, actually wrote two thousand sprinkling out.

These two thousand words were written, and they will be written until the poor scholar Ning Caichen was chased by a group of wild wolves, and the eyes of the wolves behind him were like ghost fire in the dark night, he panicked, slipped and fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but it was a stone tablet, reaching out to grab the lantern, and the light shone on the stone tablet.

[Ranwakaji Temple]

The three words seem to have magic power, read out gently, suddenly there was a gust of wind, cold and penetrating, seventeen or eighteen hungry wolves suddenly stopped, the hard hairs on the wolf's back stood up, and they all let out a wail, the wolf tail that was as hard as a flagpole rolled, but it was like a lost dog, turned around and fled, and in an instant, seventeen or eighteen hungry wolves ran clean.

Zheng Xiaoguan took a breath, put the brush on the inkstone, held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and turned it a few times, feeling that his state was really good, according to this way of writing, he would definitely be able to write well in seven days.

"Young master, is this a word book? It's really well written, the last paragraph, I feel a cool breath coming out from the bottom of my heart, this Lanruo Temple is definitely not a good place, right? Isn't it like saying that in the Journey to the West, a monster with a green face and red beard, a green indigo face, a fur like indigo, a huge mouth with fangs, a mouth like a steel diamond, a mouth like a blood basin, a saw tooth like a chisel, a copper plate with teeth, a steel tooth like a nail, a mustache like an arrow, and a blue indigo hand with scorched muscles will come out? "Although Shan Sinan is only eleven years old, he is also a frequent visitor in the teahouse, he is young, he doesn't know anything about the Three Kingdoms, and his favorite thing to listen to is to talk about Journey to the West.

Zheng Xiaoguan was hit by his series of adjectives, and turned his head to look at him, but his big eyes were blinking, waiting for his young master's answer.

Consciously changed himself, he really couldn't say so many adjectives to describe a monster, he wiped his hand on Shan Sinan's face, wiped the ink on his fingers on both sides of Shan Sinan's lips, and just drew two whiskers, "Young master, what I write is different from the ones you listen to, those people are people, and demons are demons......"

Shan Sinan's eyes widened, "Isn't the young master writing a human being a human being, and a demon not a demon?" ”

Zheng Guofan couldn't laugh or cry when he said it, so he had to give up, "Go and go, it's really chicken and duck, make your dinner, and then go upstairs to see my father." ”

Sending this little suspicion away, Zheng Xiaoguan stretched his waist, reached out to pick up the pen, and continued to write below.

This writing, until late at night, even ate a little indiscriminately in the study, the upper eyelids and the lower eyelids fought, he put down the pen, fell asleep on the bed next to him, as for Shan Sinan, the child was snooze, and he had already gone to sleep.

He wrote this time, entered the state, connected for three days, and did not hear anything outside the window, and wrote extremely fast, but he had already written half of it.

[Yan Chixia saw the ghost and the ghost, cast a trick to open the eyes of the sky, and then bit her index finger and drew a Tai Chi in the palm of her hand, chanting words in her mouth, and borrowing the law from heaven and earth......]

He put down the pen, leaned on the back of the chair, and gently twisted his wrist, but he was still considering the words with his eyes closed.

At this time, I heard someone outside asking, "May I ask if Zheng Xiaoxianggong is at home?" ”

He poked his head out of the window and looked out, just in time to see Shan Sinan open the door, and an old man in a green robe stood at the door with a smile, but it was not the old shopkeeper a few days ago.

The old shopkeeper Zhao was carrying a basket of apple fruit in his hand, it was the fruit of the season, more than a dozen apple fruit was slightly larger than the baby fist, his eyes were half green and half red, and he carried it in his hand with a bamboo basket, and when he saw Shan Sinan open the door, he smiled and said: "Little brother, you still remember the old decay." ”

Shan Sinan took a look, it was the old man who was going to buy the young master's article [five cents], and he pursed his lips at the moment, and his chin was raised to the sky, "The little master is impatient to remember the goods of five cents." ”

In a word, the old shopkeeper Zhao looked embarrassed, but he has been in business for more than 20 years, and his cheek has long been tempered, so he laughed dryly twice, "In the end, it is the servant of the double-headed Zheng obedient official family, and his speech is quite extraordinary, can your young master Zheng be at home?" ”

Shan Sinan was about to say two more words to him, when he heard Zheng Guofan's voice coming, "Big head, don't be rude, please come in." ”

When the old shopkeeper heard Zheng Xiaoguan's voice, he smiled all over his face, and easily stuffed a basket of Pingpo into Shan Sinan's hand, Shan Sinan snorted twice and led him into the study.

"The old gentleman is polite." Zheng Guofan got up and arched his hand, and the old shopkeeper Zhao hurriedly returned the salute, "Old Zhao Cangjing, the owner of Deyi Fang ......"

Zheng Guofan's heart was racing, and he seemed to think of something, and couldn't help but smile, "It turned out to be Teacher Aoi, who is both virtuous and artistic." In the end, he still stabbed the old shopkeeper Zhao slightly, and he wanted to buy his Zheng Guofan's book for five yuan, if he wanted to say that there was no pimple in his heart, it would be really hell.

However, it is expected that the old shopkeeper Zhao does not know the allusion of [Teacher Aoi Sora of Deyi Shuangxin] five hundred years later, this pretty eye is made to the blind man, but it's a pity, this is really a generation gap, the ditch is quite deep, and the ditch of five hundred years is not just a squeeze.

"Don't dare, don't dare." The old shopkeeper Zhao Cangjing hurriedly shook his hand, what kind of joke is this, no matter how young this Zheng Xiaoguan is, you can despise others in your heart, but you can't lack any courtesy in your face, because people are a good man and have a meritorious reputation, and he is just a small bookstore owner, people look at him old, be polite, but he can't take politeness as a blessing.

The two exchanged pleasantries, and they had nothing to say, and both sides were suddenly a little embarrassed.

It is said that Zhao Cangjing is old and sophisticated, but he doesn't know how to speak at the moment, which seems a little strange, in fact, he is afraid that Zheng Guofan is the kind of Qingliu scholar, who regards money as a blockage, and if he opens his mouth rashly, he will be rejected, and this business will be difficult to talk about.

If you want to say why he thinks so, it is mainly because of the story of five cents, he feels that the price of five cents is very high, you must know that the current price of Shiwen is only two or three cents, he offers five cents, but Zheng Guofan is a sentence [thank you old man] turned his head and left, now look at his humble study, I heard that his father still has tuberculosis, and he is more and more convinced in his heart that this Zheng Xiaoguan is probably quite high.

After coughing dryly twice, Zheng Guofan shouted loudly: "Big head, why don't you make tea." ”

After a while, Shan Sinan brought two bowls of tea, packed in a celadon bowl, and there were some broken tea leaves in it, he put the tea on the desk, and deliberately hummed twice, and then stood aside.

"The snail house is simple, snubbing the old man, but this tea is clean, don't hide it from the old man, my dishes and chopsticks have to be boiled three times a day, if it is not for a well in the yard, just to buy water, I am afraid I can't afford it." He explained in one sentence that his old father was suffering from lung disease, and then took two sips of the porcelain bowl himself, and wiped the corners of his lips with the back of his hand after putting down the bowl.

Sure enough, he is a genius who made [If life is only as first seen], Zhao Cangjing secretly praised it in his stomach, and became more and more determined, he must buy the young man's article back and engrave it.

He picked up the porcelain bowl and took a sip, thinking in his heart how to open the gap.

"I don't know what kind of allusion the old gentleman just said about cutting his head?" Zheng Guofan opened his mouth to ask the question that he had just felt a little puzzled.

Zhao Cangjing was slightly surprised, "Doesn't the little minister know?" Yesterday, Mr. Zao Fei of the Primrose Building gave a lecture on "Two Corpses and Three Lives in Daxing County, Zheng Obedient Official Yong Cut Both Heads", the listeners gathered, and it is said that the Primordial Building was crowded, and the business was plain and good, and the proprietor of the Primordial Building could not find the North .......

When Zheng Guofan heard this, his handsome little face suddenly sank, this Da Ming law [Benfu is not guilty of killing the husband and destroying the woman] In his opinion, it is simply a barbaric mess, just like the famous men of the Ming Dynasty who walked the dry road, and liked women's small feet, smelling the smell of footcloths as if they were aphrodisiacs, and used embroidered shoes as wine cups at every turn, I am afraid that after five hundred years, I am afraid that they will be considered perverted.

The Ming Dynasty is romantic, and smelling the footcloth is elegant, it is conceivable how deep the generation gap is in five hundred years, but the power of one person wants to change the aesthetics of the whole society, it is impossible to avoid the Arabian Nights, not to mention that he is thirteen years old and powerless, even if it is the son of Wanli today, it is impossible to say what is what.

Seeing that his face changed, Zhao Cangjing thought that he had a good face, and wanted to comfort him a few words, but he was afraid of saying the wrong thing, so he was stunned for a while, his lips trembled, and he still didn't say a word.

After a long time, Zheng Guofan sighed, "Those who know me say that I am worried, and those who don't know say what I want." That's it, just say it! I don't know what happened to Mr. Zhao's visit? ”

After hesitating and tangling for a while, Zhao Cangjing gritted his teeth and said: "I don't know what Zheng Xiaoxianggong has to do with the Warring States Policy. Qin Ce" Su Qin Shi General Lian Heng said what do you think of Qin? ”

Zheng Xiaoguan was stunned, what does this mean? Door-to-door teaching questions?

He didn't know what the old shopkeeper Zhao wanted to say, so he hurriedly looked for Qin Ce, the Warring States Policy, in his memory, and his mind turned for a while before he reacted.

At the moment, he couldn't help but cry and laugh.

Lying in the mud of the Gobi, sure enough, this literati! It's all, in Wei Xiaobao's words, it's [tough on the lips, prosperous in the heart]

To use a common saying, it is to build both an archway and a bitch.

This Su Qin Shi General Lian Heng said Qin, saying that Su Qin went to Qin to lobby the King of Qin, failed for the first time, and returned home in poverty, his family did not give him a good face, his sister-in-law did not cook for him, and scolded him. After another year, Su Qin lobbied the Six Kingdoms successfully, and he was worthy of the seal of the Six Kingdoms, and his family members [knelt down and thanked each other four times], and his sister-in-law directly [serpentine prostrate], so he asked his sister-in-law: Sister-in-law, why is he conceited and then humble. Sister-in-law said: Ji Zi is high and has many golden ears.

To put it bluntly, laughing at poverty and not laughing at prostitution, just five words.

The old shopkeeper Zhao asked him about this, which meant to ask him: You are talented, I want to come up with gold.

But as a literati, asking directly is inevitably out of style, so he beat around the bush and used "Su Qin Shijiang Lian Heng Said Qin" to test his attitude, which is the scolding of later generations: literati even have to turn a corner when they fart.

However, you have to admit that people have something in their stomachs, if they are so rough, they can think of using the Warring States Policy to decorate it, and they have to admire, this kind of allusion is indeed not something that can be known just by knowing words.

Therefore, Zheng Xiaoguan smiled and replied, "A gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way." ”

Old shopkeeper Zhao's eyes lit up, ah! There is a door.

"Is this from the Analects of Benevolence? The little minister really has splendid rivers and mountains in his chest, and in a word, he has fulfilled the true meaning of the master. He hurriedly patted Zheng Guofan's ass, don't care that people are only thirteen years old, he is fifty-three years old, the so-called black eyes can't see snow-white silver, everything is like an electric bubble, only silver is real.

Right now, someone else is asking for it, and Zheng Guofan doesn't mind taking Qiao, so he smiled and asked, "Old man, how many articles are there this time?" ”

Zhao Cangjing's old face turned red, but he was the first to earn silver, so he pretended not to hear this little sarcasm.

At the beginning, he thought that Zheng Xiaoguan would be sent away for one or two pieces of silver, but after thinking about it in the past two days, one or two pieces of silver will definitely not be able to send people away, not to mention anything else, the name of Zheng Xiaoguan who bravely cut off the double-headed two days has spread all over Daxing County, and the poem Mulan Farewell Life is even more resounding if it is only as first seen, and it is almost spreading at the speed of the spread of the plague.

In this case, everyone has said that a gentleman loves money and takes it in the right way, and if you take another tael of silver to send someone, it is really a bad business.

He raised his palm, turned over his palm and gestured twice, "Ten taels of silver." ”

Ten taels?

Zheng Guofan smiled and shook his head.

The old shopkeeper Zhao was anxious, and said differently: "Xiao Xianggong, the price of the text is really like this at this time, Li Shaonan, the second-class jinshi of Xinweike in the fifth year of Longqing, is now the political envoy of Zhejiang, and he himself said in his notes that the text sold by the children in the examination was three yuan. ”

The old shopkeeper's meaning is very clear, the political secretary! From the second grade of the big man, not to mention that it only took ten years for people to climb from Jinshi to the high position from the second grade, it is conceivable that the reputation of courage and means must be super first-class, but the time that people sold back then was only three pennies, although your Zheng Xiaoguan's reputation has risen suddenly, Mulan Ci is indeed good, but compared with others, it is nothing! I'm really kind to you for this price.

"Sir, I don't sell Shiwen, I sell dictionaries." Zheng Guofan took a long time, reached out and tugged at the cuffs, and brushed them again, as if he was dusting off the sleeves.

Zhao Cangjing frowned, the words and singing songs are no longer considered boring at this time, the celebrities who write this are not young and old, and even the peerless genius Yang Shen has written it, this is not unusual, the problem is that this Zheng Xiaoguan is only thirteen years old, and it is understandable to be a first-hand Mulanci, and he can get it by chance! But writing words, Zhao Cangjing didn't think that Zheng Xiaoguan had the ability to control that.

Looking at his face, Zheng Guofan understood that he was too young and people didn't believe it, this is normal, thirteen years old! I don't believe it either.

Shrugging his shoulders, he picked up three pieces of manuscript paper from the desk and handed them over, "Mr. Zhao, you can take a look first, if you are not satisfied, you can not buy it, anyway, I am also going to go to Baowentang to have a look, I heard that Emperor Wuzong wanted to read back then, and an attendant spent fifty gold to buy a copy of "The Remnants of the Tang Dynasty of Jintong" and dedicated it to Emperor Wuzong. ”

As soon as he mentioned Baowentang, it was a big man in the publishing industry, the first signboard, and he had a thick foundation! It is the brand of the celebrant and the official version, if it really gets into the eyes of others, it is normal to have a high price.

Fifty gold, fifty gold!

As soon as the chrysanthemum tightened, Zhao Cangjing subconsciously forgot about what a thirteen-year-old or something, reached out and took a few pages, and looked at it intently.

This is not tight, as soon as I look at it, I will see it, chewing every word, it took a meal, and when I saw the elation, Zheng Guofan gave three pieces of paper, and the old man was so anxious that he grabbed him, "What about below?" What's next? Bring it to the old man. ”

Unhurriedly pushed away Zhao Cangjing's hand, Zheng Guofan bared his teeth, revealing six snow-white teeth, and said with a smile: "Old man, I can't show you here." ”

Zhao Cangjing's old face turned red, and he lost his temper, but this book is good, it's really good, the Tao is unprecedented, it turns out that the story can still be written like this, and people can fall in love with ghosts......

Don't blame the old man for his gaffe, at this time, the lyrics of the song are basically either righteous martyrs, filial sons and virtuous grandchildren, or the back garden lady bonus poor scholar high school champion, the number of roads are familiar, even if the kind of gods and demons of Journey to the West, people are people, demons are demons, there are monsters in the background are taken away, and the monsters without the background are killed, but this one, obviously yin and windy, but it is as bright as a flower, although there is also a poor scholar, but the poor scholar likes not a rich lady but a female ghost......

He had already concluded in his heart that this book could be published, not only could it be published, but he was also sure that it would sell well.

Although Shiwen is good and can make money, Shiwen's audience is small! Those who read the texts are all readers who are interested in the imperial examination, but the words and songs are different, as long as they can read the words, those demented women are all unhappy, businessmen take a book on the way to relieve boredom, and high-ranking officials and eunuchs cover their eyes when dealing with official business, how many people have to see it!

A good book that is basically determined.,It's almost a certainty to engrave a dozen editions.,This doesn't make money.,What makes money?

Clutching the three pages of manuscript paper tightly in his hand, the old shopkeeper Zhao's face turned blue and pale, obviously fighting between heaven and man.

At this time, the engraved book, or the world of engraving printing, a plate printed thousands of copies, this edition is almost scrapped, because the words on the plate will be worn out, the cost is higher, although there is a good book to make money, but if the price is too high, it is obviously worth the loss.

"Fifty." The old shopkeeper Zhao had green tendons on his forehead, and gritted his teeth.

"Fifty?" Zheng Guofan looked at him.

"Fifty." Zhao Cangjing nodded.

"It seems that Old Shopkeeper Zhao also gave me a price for His Majesty Wuzong." Zheng Guofan laughed, "But ......" He paused, and reached out to take the manuscript paper in Zhao Cangjing's hand.

Under a pull, the manuscript paper did not move at all, but the old shopkeeper Zhao clenched tightly and refused to relax, he was very old, bent over and laughed, but this smile looked like crying, "Xiao Xianggong, this price is sky-high!" ”

With a snort in his heart, Zheng Guofan said in his heart that he thought I was from the countryside? Who doesn't know that the merchants of the Ming Dynasty are the most unscrupulous, just like Marx said, they have 300 percent profits, and they can do everything on the gallows, the question is, how can the profits of the merchants of the Ming Dynasty be more than 300 percent?

Just like this book, when a book is engraved, even if it is only sold for one tael of silver, and three thousand copies are engraved, it is three thousand taels, but this old gentleman gave fifty taels of manuscript fees, as if cutting his flesh.

Lying in the mud of the Gobi, if Lao Tzu becomes the head of the cabinet in the future, and does not draw taxes from you businessmen, it will really be in vain to come to the Ming Dynasty.

ps: This weather, it's really speechless, twelve degrees at night, thirty degrees during the day, buddy, I haven't had a cold for a week, no, it's runny again.

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