The Begonia Sea in Qiyun Mountain is naturally worthy of its name.

Cheng Chu gave the banquet light 100,000 taels of silver in exchange for three days of flower appreciation, which really made him feel that the money was worth it, not only the money was spent, but also the service was good, he made a basket of poems, until he went down the mountain after three days of good food, good drink, good reward, and good play, and he was still a little reluctant.

Three steps and one turn, and say goodbye to Begonia Sea.

Liuli laughed, "I know why the little marquis of Yan found him to make an exchange, it turns out that he is not only rich in silver, but also a person who cherishes flowers and loves flowers, and both are indispensable." ”

"How is his poetry?" Ling Hua asked with a smile.

"He's a talented, and the poems of these three days are enough to produce a book of poems and read it."

Ling Hua nodded, "Arrange for our bookstore to give him out, and start opening Nanshan tomorrow, as long as there are 100,000 taels of silver, you can reward it for three days." ”

Liuli was happy all of a sudden, "If the little marquis of Yan knows that his move has fulfilled our way of making money, I don't know whether to cry or laugh." ”

Ling Hua bent the corners of his mouth, "It doesn't matter if he cries or laughs." ”

After Cheng Chu returned to the capital, he didn't even return home, and went straight to Duanjing Houfu.

Yan Qing pondered whether he regretted coming to him to ask for silver, and asked him cautiously, "Brother Cheng, are the begonia flowers beautiful?" ”

Cheng Chu nodded excitedly, "It's good-looking, it's so good-looking, I've never seen such a beautiful begonia flower, thank you Brother Yan, I'm lucky to have three lives, and I have no regrets in this life." ”

Yan Qing: "...... That's good. ”

Cheng Chu took out a basket of poems, pulled the banquet lightly, full of interest, "Brother Yan, I have made a lot of poems, come and come, you gave me the opportunity, I didn't appreciate the sea of begonias, I wrote poems for the good-looking begonias, you can appreciate it from the poems!" ”

Banquet light: "......"

He saw that Cheng Chu was full of interest and wanted to see the harvest value of 100,000 taels of silver, so he reluctantly leaned over to look.

"Well, Brother Cheng is brilliant, and he is only eight buckets high!"

Cheng Chu was very happy, "Brother Yan has won awards!" ”

Yan Qing endured reading a few poems and covered his head, "Brother Cheng, it's no good, I have a headache, a headache." ”

Cheng Chu kindly woke up like a dream, and hurriedly threw away the poem manuscript with an apologetic face, "I'm sorry, Brother Yan, I forgot that you can't read the poem manuscript." ”

Yan Qing hid away from the manuscript of the poem, covered his head and said bitterly, "Brother Cheng, take it to others!" ”

"Okay, okay, I'll take it right away." Cheng Chu didn't say a word, packed up all the poems, took them and left.

After he left, Yan Qing slowly lowered his hand.

Duanyang walked up to him, "Little Marquis, do you want to ask for a doctor?" ”

Yan waved his hand lightly, lay on the table weakly, and said with a not very good face, "Don't, it hurts for three days at most, and the master can still bear it, so don't drink the bitter medicine soup." ”

Duanyang shut up.

Yan lay on his stomach for a while and muttered, "The begonias in Qiyun Mountain are really so good-looking?" Let Cheng Chu's fool make so many poems. ”

"It's about pretty!"

"It's a loss, I knew it would cost 200,000 taels to find him. I hitched three sika deer and had a headache for three days, which was not cost-effective. ”

Duanyang: "......"

Cheng Chu took the manuscript of the poem out of the Duanjing Waiting Mansion, and was about to find the next friend to appreciate his poems, but was stopped halfway.

This person is in his thirties, he is bookish, and he arched his hand to Cheng Chu, "Cheng Gongzi, I am the shopkeeper of Sihai Bookstore, and these poems in your hand are willing to cooperate with you to publish a poetry collection, I don't know what you think?" ”

Cheng Chu was stunned, "I'...... I haven't thought about publishing a poetry book yet. ”

The man smiled, "Don't you want your poetry collection to be published and seen by countless people?" Especially the Qiyun Mountain and Begonia in your pen, how beautiful it is not to be seen by the world, what a pity. ”

"yes, that's a pity." Cheng Chu nodded.

"You hand over the poem manuscript to our Sihai Bookstore, and we will print the poem manuscript, so that people who have been admiring Qiyun Mountain for a long time can not only see how good your writing is, but also see how beautiful the begonias in Qiyun Mountain are, and you can also earn back some silver, isn't it a triple win?"

“…… Be. ”

"So what are you waiting for? It's better to follow the Sihai Bookstore now, we Sihai Bookstore publishes books quickly, day and night, three days later, you can hold the poetry book to read, you can also give all your relatives and friends a book of poems, let everyone take it, is it not more grade than this scattered poetry manuscript? It is also in line with the precious begonia sea of Qiyun Mountain and your precious poems. ”

"You're right." Cheng Chu was moved, and became excited again, "Let's go, let's go to your Sihai Bookstore." ”

The man nodded and took Cheng Chu to the Four Seas Bookstore.

Because to make the most exquisite poetry collection, so, the cost is naturally higher than ordinary paper, a poetry collection is priced at three taels of silver, Cheng Chu signed an agreement with Sihai Book Company is that the printing cost of Sihai Book Company accounts for one or two silver, and the remaining two taels of silver and Cheng Chu are divided in half, five or five proportions, Cheng Chu has no opinion, and happily signed a cooperation contract with Sihai Book Company, both sides stamped their seals, and pressed their fingerprints.

Three days later, 50,000 copies of Cheng Chu's poetry collection were printed. Cheng Chu received 50,000 taels of silver into the account, and got his own poetry collection, such a beautiful poetry collection, he had never seen it, and there was no one on the market, he was crazy with joy, and immediately bought a thousand copies by himself, and let people pull them in a car, and went to the mansion with which he befriended, and sent them one by one, including Duanjing Houfu.

He was happy in his heart, even if Yan Qing couldn't read the poems, he wanted to express his gratitude to him, gave others one copy, and gave Yan Qing ten copies.

When the ten books of poetry were placed on the table of the banquet by the butler, they were delicate and gorgeous in appearance, and they were pleasing to the eye.

Yan Qing had just finished three days with a headache, glanced at it and asked, "Where did the poetry collection come from?" ”

The housekeeper immediately said, "Cheng Gongzi sent someone to send it, the poem manuscript he memorized that day was published into a collection of poems, and now he is sending it to relatives and friends door to door, in order to thank Gongzi for you, I gave you ten copies, saying that it doesn't matter if you don't read it, you can collect it first, and you can read it again one day." ”

Banquet light: "......"

What happened in those three days?

He walked to the table curiously, picked up the poetry book, flipped through it with a bang, threw it down, didn't look at it again, and commented, "The quality is good, which bookstore came out of it?" ”

"Four Seas Bookstore."

The banquet looked light, "The Ling family? ”

"Exactly!"