The content is concise and to the point, that is, Zhou Qing is bound not to mention the source of the poem under any circumstances after selling the poem, otherwise the compensation will be 100 times.

Zhou Qing smiled: "What if it's not me who leaked the secret?" ”

As he spoke, Zhou Qing glanced at the shopkeeper just now.

Shop small two......

Why look at me!

Am I going to leak it?

The shopkeeper smiled: "Don't worry, girl, he will never leak secrets." ”

Shop small two......

She didn't say me directly, why are you sitting in the right seat with me!

What if she's talking about you!

Shopkeeper's ......

Zhou Qing said: "Let's add it again, everyone is down-to-earth." ”

Fair trading, it doesn't hurt to add the terms, the shopkeeper thought about it, and put pen to paper.

After the contract was signed, Zhou Qing gave the complete poem to the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper can't wait to see it.

"Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind is blowing from east to west, north and south."

After reading it, I slowly closed my eyes, savored the artistic conception in the poem, and was intoxicated.

Good one Ren'er southeast northwest wind.

Zhou Qing put away the silver and interrupted the shopkeeper's wandering thoughts, "My father's copying of books ......"

The shopkeeper slowly opened his eyes, and his face was still unfinished, "What a good poem!" ”

As he spoke, he turned his head and took out a copy of the Analects from the bookshelf, "The market price, 200 wen a book, the store provides paper, and the girl prepares her own pen and ink." ”

"Do you want to mortgage anything?"

The shopkeeper waved his hand, "No need, if the girl gets any good poems, welcome to come again." ”

Zhou Qing smiled and responded.

She could see that the shopkeeper didn't feel at ease about her father's copying of books.

There is no need for mortgages, and the meaning is very clear, even if they cheated him on this book, he also admitted it.

It seems that that poem can indeed make a lot of profit for the bookstore.

With silver and books in his hand, Zhou Qing left the bookstore.

The bookstore she selected was the largest bookstore in Qinghe County.

The reason why I chose this place is simple.

Follow the big guy to have meat to eat.

The bookstore can be opened so big, and the shopkeeper's contacts can be seen to be very wide.

After getting acquainted with the shopkeeper, he can ask him to recommend her father to a college.

Although there is also a academy in the town, but Zhou Yuan is in the town, what if the Huaishan people collapse in the first week.

Besides, this kind of big bookstore will not trap them for a little profit, and she can sell poems more smoothly and smoothly, and will not cause other messy commercial frame-ups because the poems are too popular.

Zhou Qing left the bookstore, unconsciously staring at her with a dark gaze behind her.

Zhou Huaihai stood at the corner of the bookstore and clenched his fists.

Look at the green girl like this, it's a good thing!

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Huaihai entered the bookstore.

The shopkeeper immediately greeted him, "What do you want to buy?" ”

Zhou Huaihai hesitated for a moment and said, "I am the uncle of the girl just now." ”

The shopkeeper immediately glanced at Zhou Huaihai up and down, turned his head and shouted, "Shopkeeper." ”

The shopkeeper was serving tea and tasting poems in the back, and when he heard this high-pitched shout, he thought that someone had come to deliver poems again, so he came out excitedly.

"You are ......"

Zhou Huaihai bowed down to the shopkeeper, "Tong Sheng in Xia Qingyang Village is the uncle of that girl." ”

Shopkeeper's ......

So?

"She came just now, but she asked for a chance to copy the book? To tell you the truth, her father is an honest farmer, who only knows a few words, and can't read. ”

Shopkeeper's ......

glanced up and down at Zhou Huaihai.

Could it be that he wrote that poem?

"Insist that Qingshan will not relax."

Behind his hands, the shopkeeper groaned at Zhou Huaihai meaningfully.

Zhou Huaihai......

Yes?

Full of question marks.

"Well, I'm here to remind you, don't let people fool you, my niece is used to talking."

Seeing Zhou Huaihai's reaction, the shopkeeper also knew that the poem had nothing to do with him.

Hey, that's interesting.

When the uncle's run comes a bad niece's good thing.

The shopkeeper looked at Zhou Huaihai's eyes and turned cold, "In vain, you are still a child, the sage has read the book in vain, and you actually said such a thing." ”

With that, the shopkeeper flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Zhou Huaihai's face was flushed, "I don't know the hearts of good people!" ”

The shopkeeper sneered, "Do you have any misunderstanding about this sentence?" If you don't know it thoroughly enough, it's better to go back and flip through the book again, no wonder you're still a child at this age. ”

After that, pick up the broom and sweep the floor.

Zhou Huaihai's face was swept out, but he didn't dare to scold with his angry fists.

Why did the young girl get such a good thing as copying books, he was actually kicked out.

Could it be......

His eyes flashed, and a sneer of disdain appeared in Zhou Huaihai's eyes.

With the green girl's bean sprout-like figure, I really don't know what this shopkeeper likes about her!

Glaring at the plaque of the bookstore with hatred, Zhou Huaihai left angrily.

Zhou Qing, who didn't know that he had been maliciously speculated, wandered to the paper shop again.

She originally planned to sell the copyrights of the happy words and blessings written by Zhou Huaishan in her hand.

After all, this kind of pattern of words is a rare item in Qinghe County.

But I just sold the copyright of a poem, and now I want to sell the copyright of the word, which is a bit too popular.

What to do if someone finds out.

She's just a little peasant girl.

What if she is targeted by a profit-heavy businessman!

After enduring it, Zhou Qing bought a roll of red paper instead.

Fortunately, I now have ten taels of silver to sell the copyright plus the one given by Shen Li, which is enough.

After buying things, Zhou Qing turned back to the tea shop.

When she arrived, Cheng Wu was already waiting there.

Waiting for Zhou Qing to sit down, Cheng Wu raised his whip, and the two left.

Baba was waiting at the door of the pen and ink studio......

He raised his cheeks and looked at Shen Li's loyal uncle......

Seeing Shen Li's disappointed face, Uncle Zhong burst out laughing, "If you can't bear it, you can chase it." ”

Shen Li raised his feet and went.

Uncle Zhong......

Really go!

"Girl, girl."

Hearing a shout from behind, Zhou Qing turned around and saw Shen Li walking forward in a dark robe.

It's a nice young man, why do you always dress so old-fashioned.

Muttering in his heart, Zhou Qing hurriedly jumped out of the car, "Boss Shen, is there something wrong?" ”

Cheng Wula stopped the mule cart.

Shen Li......

"Recently, the pen and ink studio has collected some books copied by students, I wonder if anyone in the girl's family wants to copy the books?"

As he spoke, Shen Li saw the roll of red paper on the mule cart at a glance, and his heart jumped.

Zhou Qing looked grateful, and was about to reply, when Shen Li said again: "The girl's family is going to have a happy event?" ”

Zhou Qing......

"Huh?"

Shen Li pointed to the roll of red paper.

Zhou Qing......

You're really gossiping!

Shaking his head and smiling, "No, I bought it back and prepared it for writing." My dad does want to copy books, but he has already found a bookstore, thank you Boss Shen. ”

Cheng Wu looked at Shen Li and always felt that this little boss had bad intentions.

"Sister Qing, it's time to go, I'm afraid it's going to rain later."

Shen Li......

There is not a single cloud in the blue sky!

Zhou Qing smiled and said goodbye to Shen Li, and then got on the mule cart.

Seeing Zhou Qing leave, Shen Li only felt so uncomfortable in his heart.

He wanted to go along, too.

"Well, hello, you just said that the pen and ink studio collected and copied books? Do you think I can do it? ”

Behind Shen Li, a scholar asked timidly.

Shen Li......

In the pen and ink house, Uncle Zhong ......, "Poof, hahahahaha." ”