The little girl took the magazine and returned to Jiang's house nervously all the way.

When Jiang Zhe saw him, he immediately couldn't wait to ask, "Have you been to see it?" How's it going? Did the champion book really publish a magazine with color pictures? ”

The little guy nodded and carefully took out the magazine: "That's it, Childe, please take a look." ”

As soon as Jiang Zhe saw the magazine he took out, his brows furrowed: "How did you bring it back?" Didn't you say that this magazine was expensive, costing ten taels of silver a copy? ”

The little guy suddenly made a bitter face: "Childe, Xiao Yuan doesn't want to buy it, but this magazine is really not ordinary, you can understand it when you read it." ”

Jiang Zhe had actually seen the colorful cover, and he was already shocked in his heart.

It was only when he thought of the high price of the magazine that he asked unhappily.

Hearing Xiaowu's words, he immediately took the magazine and stared at the cover above.

After looking at it for a while, he suddenly said, "This painting doesn't look like it's painted, but it looks like it's printed?" ”

After all, he is Jiang Xuehai's grandson, and Jiang Zhe is also good at calligraphy and painting, so after looking at it for a while, he can see the difference in this painting.

"Printing?" The little guy was taken aback, his eyesight was not as good as Jiang Zhe's, "The little one thought it was painted by a painter, didn't it?" But this painting is full of color, how to print it? ”

Jiang Zhe didn't speak, but his face instantly became gloomy.

How do you print it?

How did he know!

He had never heard of such color printing technology in the world!

Could it be that the people of the Champion Book Building came up with a new idea?

That's amazing!

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe's face became more and more ugly. He glared at the scribe on the cover, and quickly opened the magazine.

Surprisingly, after opening the cover, there was a table of contents inside.

The table of contents has the name of the article, the author, and even the page number.

This abbreviated number has become popular in Beijing, and even each rickshaw has a number code on the back, which is said to be the license plate number.

Jiang Zhe, as the eldest son of the Jiang family, has long known this kind of strange-looking, but very concise abbreviated numbers.

More than this number, he cares more about the articles and authors at this time!

His grandfather Jiang Xuehai was a famous Confucian in the world, but he was not the only one in this world.

And the article in this magazine is not simple.

The author is even more simple, almost an official of the DPRK and China, and even a former first-class jinshi.

How can such a person write a bad article?

However, in this magazine, there are actually ten articles!

Jiang Zhe is not stupid, after reading the names and authors of those articles, he has already realized the horror of this magazine.

He didn't even bother to read the contents of the articles, so he quickly closed the magazine and stared at the title on the cover.

"Wen Kui!" Jiang Zhe gritted his teeth, and his heart was almost bleeding with hatred, "What a Wen Kui!" ”

The Jiang family ran a "Bailu Literary Newspaper", and the champion library actually came up with such a "Wenkui Magazine", which is really good!

What's bad is that this magazine, both in terms of the texture of the paper and the quality of the printing, is much better than their "Bailu Wenbao"!

There are also 10 articles in it!

And on this cover, there is actually a number!

Look at the meaning, this magazine will not only publish one book, but will continue to come later!

If this is the case, where will their Jiang family's "Bailu Wenbao" be the opponent of this "Wenkui Magazine"?

The more Jiang Zhe thought about it, the more he hated, and the more panic he felt in his heart.

He almost eagerly picked up the magazine and strode out.

This matter is not simple, he has to go to his grandfather immediately, and continue to do it, won't their Jiang family's "Bailu Wenbao" be compared to it?

……

On the other side, the Wu family.

Wu Yingying looked at the magazine in her hand, and her heart was also shaken.

Fufeng stood aside and asked puzzledly, "Girl, what are you looking at?" Is the article above well written? Still, those paintings are beautiful. The slave has never seen it before, and there are still colorful paintings in the book. ”

Except for the embarrassing fire avoidance diagram, there is really nothing like this in the books she has read.

Wu Yingying sighed secretly: "These articles are naturally well written, but I don't know who came up with this "Wenkui Magazine", it's really ingenious." ”

Wu Yingying sighed, involuntarily flipped to the illustrations in the magazine, and looked at them carefully.

If it's just an illustration, it's not particularly surprising.

What is rare is that this illustration is clearly printed.

It's hard not to care.

She had never heard of such printing technology in the world.

I don't know how it was done?

She thought about it for a long time, but she couldn't think of it until now.

The people who came up with this method are really amazing.

Could it be the princess of Qin?

No, it won't be her, Princess Qin is just a woman, how can she come up with such a powerful way?

Perhaps, she should have asked the printers.

She doesn't know how to print on weekdays, so she can't think of it.

But those who print a lot might be able to figure it out.

Wu Yingying kept comforting herself in her heart, but when she thought that the Zhuangyuan Book Building was the property of the princess of Qin, she couldn't help but feel sour in her heart.

Her father told her to read more, and she has been reading it lately.

It's a pity that until now, she hasn't been able to come up with anything special.

I don't know how that princess of Qin did it.

It's all women, why can't she?

Wu Yingying couldn't help but feel a little lost.

……

In the Qin Palace, Su Jinli couldn't understand Wu Yingying's sense of loss.

When she heard about the magazine's sales, she was quite satisfied.

So I shut myself in the study, took some fresh strawberries out, and tasted them deliciously.

Chu Yan was not as comfortable as her, and he went to the palace.

I still went with a food box.

He has eaten a lot of solitary food with Su Jinli recently, and when he thinks of his father and mother in the palace, he feels a little weak.

So after thinking about it, he felt that Su Jinli's proposal was very good, so he packed a big watermelon in a food box, planning to bring it into the palace to satisfy his father, queen mother, and queen mother.

The watermelon is a bit big, so it's quite heavy, and it's even heavier when it's packed in a food box.

Chu Yan carried the watermelon and came all the way to the outside of the Qinzheng Palace.

Here, he had to untie the knife and open the food box for inspection.

Coincidentally, it happened to be Su Jing on duty today.

When Su Jing saw Chu Yan's high-spirited face, he couldn't help but think of Su Jinli, and couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in his heart.

Since returning to the door that day, he has never seen Su Jinli again.

It's this Chu Yan, you can see it every day.

What a bargain for him!

Su Jing thought sadly and angrily, and decided to check Chu Yan's food box himself.

He wanted to see what Chu Yan had brought into the palace this time!