Bai Mu is a distant relative of his eldest uncle, and in order to win him over, the eldest aunt enthusiastically kept him in Xie Mansion for the New Year.

"Brother Bai, do you still want to submit this time?" Xie Yutao went to the guest room where Bai Mu lived and asked directly.

Bai Mu raised his eyes: "Last time, the master helped me vote, this time I ......"

"You'd still like to contribute, right?" Xie Yutao seemed to have found a confidant, but in a blink of an eye, he was like a deflated ball, "I don't know what to write!" ”

Bai Mu thought for a while: "It's better to write a travelogue!" ”

Xie Yutao touched his head: "But I haven't been anywhere except Youzhou!" ”

Bai Mu had an idea this time: "Why is the monthly magazine of Gewu Bookstore so cheap? ”

Xie Yutao shook his head.

Bai Mu: "Although I don't know what method the Lan family has used to reduce costs, but he dares to sell at such a low price just so that ordinary people can buy it." Especially those recipes, more for everyone to see. ”

Xie Yutao understood in seconds: "You mean, these monthly magazines will be sold everywhere?" ”

"I think the Lan family wants to sell the monthly magazine everywhere in Tai'an. When people in the world think of Youzhou, they will mention that the weather is bad and the people are fierce. In this case, wouldn't it be better for you to write about Youzhou City and let everyone know about Youzhou? Bai Mu guided him.

Xie Yutao jumped up: "Yes, no one knows Youzhou better than me." Thank you, Brother Bai! You don't lose my good brother! With that, the man ran away.

Bai Mu looked at his back and smiled helplessly. He shifted his gaze to the desk, where he had just finished writing.

Although next year will open Enke, academics are important! But he just wrote one, and he didn't have much time to lose.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Gewu Bookstore officially opened. A row of rented houses on the opposite side also has a signboard "Gewu Workshop".

Aunt Cen and Xing'er and Kan'er are in charge of the things in the workshop. Cao'er's family of four has already moved in, cleaning up, and preparing for the start of work after the Lantern Festival.

With movable type printing, the second issue of Gewu Monthly came out quickly. This time the scholars were shrewd, and each of them carried more than ten copper plates of money.

The clerk put up a sign: the first 10 days are limited to two copies per person.

Some scholars still want to buy a few more copies so that they can give them away. There are also scholars who want to subsidize their livelihood, and then buy more and sell them!

But the people on the street are different, it's the New Year, who doesn't have ten copper plates in their pockets? A lot of people are starting to line up!

It doesn't matter if you are literate or not, you just buy it and sell it.

When the scholar who bought the monthly magazine walked into the third Ziming Garden, he suddenly felt very warm.

What's going on? Didn't see the charcoal basin, didn't see anything else for heating, why was the room so warm.

Some scholars took off their robes, while others went to ask the clerk.

The clerk said, "Just look at the monthly magazine." ”

This made the scholars even more strange, and they couldn't wait to sit down and open the monthly magazine.

The first edition is still related to the imperial examination or poetry, but it is ......

"Huo Yan's ...... Isn't this Prime Minister Huo's words? ”

"Oh my God, this policy was written by Prime Minister Huo Cheng?"

"Hey, there is no article about Xiao Changshan this time?"

"Wow, this is a poem written by the emperor?"

"Really!"

The scholars couldn't help but talk, and there was no way to keep quiet. The clerk seemed to have anticipated this scene and did not come forward to warn them.

The second edition of "Me and My Ancestors" occupies a full page.

The third edition is still a variety of recipes and cures.

The fourth edition of the story is a lot more. Many of them are stories from the army, and there are only two stories about business travel.

As for the color board, it was put aside first. The scholars are carefully reading the articles of the Blue Journal.

At that time, a car pulled up at the door. A noble lady slowly got out of the car with the support of the maid.

The maid at the head was dressed well, and raised her chin to the clerk who came over: "Our lady is looking for Mrs. Lan." ”

Jiao Er has received a lot of people who come to find Mrs. Lan recently, but there are still relatively few female relatives who come to the door like this. After all, the bookstore is full of male customers.

The lady behind the maid was about thirty-four years old, dressed in a robe, and her head was full of jewels.

"Old Lady Lan is in Ziming Yuan." Jiao Er saw that the noble lady had a calm face, as if she was looking for trouble, "You go to the waiting room of Zhizhiyuan first and sit down for a while." The little ones will be informed. ”

After Lu Yingfang heard Jiao Er's report, she didn't rush to see the noblewoman. She still continued to say to Li Cai: "You remember to explain clearly to the people, they are illiterate, you try to write clearly." ”

Li Cai nodded: "I understand." ”

Zeng Shuzhi handed the written thing to Lu Yingfang: "Old lady, look at this." ”

Above the paper is the composition of a loom.

Lv Yingfang: System, is he drawing correctly?

- Yes, this scholar is really talented, and it would be a pity not to be a painter.

Lu Yingfang: For people with merit and fame, painting is a pastime. If a person without fame paints, he is a painter and a craftsman, and the difference is great.

Lu Yingfang smiled: "The painting is very good, you two are very capable." ”

Zeng Shuzhi was not proud, he hurriedly said: "Thank you old lady for giving me a chance." These drawings were posted in the villages, and the people had one more entry. This is a great thing for the benefit of the country and the people. ”

Li Cai also hurriedly said: "It's an honor for the two of us to be able to help the old lady do things." ”

Looking at the merit value that appeared on the heads of the two people, Lu Yingfang nodded with satisfaction. Because the two of them will be grateful, and they will not steal drawings or other things and go out for resale.

And the craftsmen she asked Li to find are all honest people, and now they are rushing to make looms, and the drawings have not been leaked for the time being. After the Lantern Festival, with a number of looms, her Gewu workshop can be opened.

When the workshop is open, let's scatter the drawings of the loom! With the efficient weaving of the workshop, the people can have confidence in the loom. After all, buying a loom is not cheap either.

Zeng Shuzhi and Li Cai are both from poor families, and they have young sisters in the family, if the younger sister and mother use this loom, the woven cloth will be fast and good, and the family's income will be more, and the mother will not have to help people do laundry everywhere.

Old Mrs. Lan is really a bodhisattva.

Who is the monk of Shanming? There are so many recipes that contribute free of charge, and they don't need manuscript fees, and all the manuscript fees are donated to buy paper for scholars to draw pictures and write instructions.

Jiao Er anxiously urged again: "Old lady, that's Mrs. Di, it seems that she is in a hurry." The big shopkeeper is already greeting. "Mrs. Di's posture is just looking for trouble, and he is quite worried.

Only then did Lu Yingfang get up and walk towards the waiting room of Zhizhiyuan.

"Don't go in." Lu Yingfang said to Biling, so as not to harm the fish pond.

After Lu Yingfang entered, she saluted with a smile and said, "I don't know if the distinguished guest comes to the door, and I miss the welcome." ”

Mrs. Di didn't speak for a long time, and let Lu Yingfang salute.

Lu Yingfang remained silent, suddenly made an "oops", and sat directly on the ground with her waist propped up.

"Mother." Lan Rong hurriedly went to help her.

Lu Yingfang looked embarrassed: "Mrs. Di has a lot of old bones, and she really can't squat at it." ”

Mrs. Di's face turned red, and her tone was very bad: "Old lady, what's going on?" ”

"My waist...... Help me to lie down. Lu Yingfang called, and Lan Rongzhuan and Biling helped her to sit on the chair together.

Mrs. Di originally wanted to give Mrs. Lan a dismount, but she was defeated. She said hatefully: "The old lady should have received a letter from the Di Governor's Mansion, right?" Why didn't Yu Weike's article appear? ”

Lu Yingfang stared at Mrs. Di with an "ah" look, until Mrs. Di stared even more angrily.

"Yu Weike is my youngest daughter's pen name. She read the second issue of the monthly magazine, but she couldn't find her own articles and patterns, and she cried very sadly at home, and I was worried when I looked at it. As she spoke, Mrs. Di's eyes turned red.

Does this make sense?

Lu Yingfang looked like she had just woken up from a dream, and said, "It turned out to be written by Master Di's daughter!" ”

Mrs. Di's eyes widened: "I sent it with Master Di's letter, why didn't you go up?" ”

The tone of this questioning is quite unpleasant!

"May I ask what manuscript did your daughter write? The old body doesn't remember much. Lu Yingfang pretended to be confused.

When Mrs. Di heard this, it was clear that she didn't take Di He in her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said: "It's just some poems and songs, and I also wrote a travelogue, and a few tricks." ”

Lu Yingfang suddenly realized: "The poem is to be submitted to the first edition of the blue version, and that piece is the manuscript selected by Xiao Changshan." The travelogue is the responsibility of Lord Rong. Why don't I ask them for you? ”

Mrs. Di didn't expect Xiao Changshan to submit the manuscript, and actually helped review it. If my daughter's poems can't be written, forget it. How can you compare with the students of those colleges?

As for the travelogue, Song Rong's old guy is a rough man, where does he understand this?

"What about the tricks?" Mrs. Di is unwilling, the pattern should be chosen by the daughter of the Lan family! Ling'er has drawn a lot of pairs, so there's always one that can be cast, right? Speaking of which, the Lan family just didn't take Di He, the prefect, in their eyes.

Lu Yingfang waved her hands: "There are too many people who have submitted articles, if all of them must be published, then the monthly magazine will not be published!" ”

"How can my family compare to the others? Lord Di is also the prefect of Binh Duong Province. He almost said, "Your house is covered by my house."

"Mrs. Di is not angry, the queen mother does not choose, and I have no choice!" Lu Yingfang spread her hands, pretending to be helpless!

"The Queen?" Mrs. Di exclaimed.

Lu Yingfang spread her hands: "I'll tell you quietly, in fact, this monthly magazine has the emperor's share." ”

Madame Di jerked to her feet, unable to believe her ears.

"The content of the color magazine is selected by the queen." Lu Yingfang's words were like heavy artillery smashing down.

Mrs. Di's face turned pale, and she even took a step back from her chest.

"In this way, when I write a letter to the queen's mother, I will help Ling Qianjin ask by the way?" Lu Yingfang's words made Mrs. Di successfully wake up.

Mrs. Di forced a breath and squeezed out a smile: "No need, the queen is busy." Excuse me. After saying that, he staggered and hurried away with the maid.

scared people, Lu Yingfang felt refreshed, hehe!