Wangjia Village is located in Chashan Township, away from De'an in Jinling City. The gate is about six miles away. An official road that has been running for thousands of years will connect Chashan Township with De'an. Door connection.

A truckload of Yangxian tea from Yixing was transported to the canal wharf through this official road, and then transported to the capital by water to pay tribute to the royal family.

In the early morning, there are already a lot of pedestrians on the road, and in the hot summer season, there is no more popular time than at this time.

The Ming Dynasty implemented a curfew, and after the sun set, each square had to fall at three o'clock (around 8 o'clock in the evening in later generations). Business could not be done in the evening, and the afternoon was too hot, so this summer morning became the most active time for the villagers.

Jian Ning and Second Brother Jian walked briskly, they were pressed for time, they had to enter the city early, sell the manuscript, and exchange for urgently needed living supplies.

And although Jian Ning's idea is good, reality is reality after all, and she doesn't know whether the manuscript can get rid of it. So she has to prepare with both hands, in case the booksellers in the Ming Dynasty can't read her novels, then she can only go to Qinglou to sell poems.

After walking for more than an hour, Jian Ning finally saw De'an Bridge. This stone bridge, built in the Song Dynasty, is a landmark of Changzhou.

It spans the Grand Canal and is erected in De'an. In front of the door, it is the only way to enter the city. Stepping on the stone bridge, looking into the distance, I saw that the boats on the side of the boat pavilion not far away stopped coming and going, and there were already some rich sons and scholars who came to meet friends in the cool morning, and the dance and writing were inked.

Jian Ning stopped and watched for a while, and then said to Second Brother Jian, "Brother, let's go into the city." ”

"Bh. Sanniang, what were you looking at just now? ”

"Nothing...... Let's go......"

Jian Ning shook his head lightly, but secretly said in his heart: "Changzhou in the Ming Dynasty had an extremely developed economy, and the literacy rate of the people was very high, so it should be feasible, right?" ”

When the two arrived in the city, Jian Ning was a little nervous, thinking that they would do an investigation first like in the TV series. When they had passed the city gate, the soldiers would only examine those who were pushing the wagons as if they had not seen them.

Jian Ning was stunned for a while, and then remembered that Emperor Hongzhi was a rare Ming monarch in the Ming Dynasty. A few years after his death at this moment, the entire Daming atmosphere is okay; And Liu Jin, the eunuch who is in power at this moment, don't look at him as a big corrupt official, but he is very strict in fighting corruption.

Maybe Liu Gonggong did have bad intentions and had a personal vendetta for the communiqué, but this move ensured the rights of many people, and it can be regarded as one of his few achievements.

After entering the city, the prosperity has become more and more prosperous, but if you want to sell manuscripts, you still have to walk some roads. The cultural center of Changzhou is in the area of Fuxue Street and County School, and it is about two miles to get to the nearest county school.

But this way, Jian Ning doesn't plan to go. There were more mules, carts, cattle and horses in the city, so they begged for a good job and sold a skill, so Jian Ning and the second brother successfully spent two cents to let a small businessman who did business take them to the vicinity of the county school.

After some thanks, Jian Ning followed the merchant's instructions to the ancient street, found a bookstore that looked quite large and was about to go inside.

"Stand, stand, little brother, this is a bookstore, not a place for you to come."

The little guy who welcomed the guests stopped them, and a pair of eyes scanned up and down, "Even if you know one or two words, you can't come to our Moxiang Book Society." ”

"What's the point?"

Jian Ning's expression was faint, "The door is open to the street, welcoming guests from all over the world, how can there be a reason not to enter?" ”

"Yo, I'm still a good mouthful."

The little girl's voice was a little sharp, mixed with a thick mockery, "You look inside, look inside, do you see?" We can only come in here if we wear our heads and know our faces, but you can't get in like you. ”

And this is a disgrace. Although Jian Ning is indifferent by nature, he still can't stand being humiliated in front of him like this.

She snorted coldly and said, "What a dog minion who holds high and steps low!" When did the words of the saints come to be high and low?! ”

Her scolding attracted the attention of the book hunters inside. People locked their eyes on her and her second brother, many of whom watched the show, and even showed disdain.

Jian Ning took the eyes of these people in his eyes, remembered the kind-hearted businessman just now, and couldn't help but sigh: "If you are righteous, you will slaughter more dogs, and most of you will be a scholar." ”

Flicked his sleeves, no longer paid attention to the ridicule of the second brother, and said to the second brother Jian: "Brother, let's go." ”

"Phew!"

Second Brother Jian spat at the little guy, "You are the villain that my father said!" After that, he took Jian Ning's hand, "Sanniang, let's go." ”

As soon as these words came out, the little guy was stunned, and suddenly laughed again, "It was a fake rooster dressed as a man, no wonder his mouth is so sharp." It's really shameless, a female stream came here to be presumptuous, and I don't know how my parents ......"

"Presumptuous!"

Jian Ning shouted, his eyes showed a cold light, and he stared at the little guy and said, "At a young age, your mouth is so mean!" Didn't your parents teach you the word etiquette?! Hum! What kind of Moxiang Book Society, with such a snobbish eye as Deer and others, hehe, I think it's good to change the name to Wuzi Book Society! ”

"Sanniang, what is Wuzi Book Society?"

Jian Ning smiled, pointed at the little guy and said, "Gold, silver, all my son!" ”

"Hahaha!"

A voice exploded in Jian Ning's ears, "Interesting, funny, this metaphor of the girl is really interesting!" This Moxiang Book Club has always looked down on poor scholars, if the girl wants to buy books, it would be better to go to Baiwenzhai opposite. ”

Jian Ning turned his head sideways, and saw that the visitor was wearing a moon-white robe, his hair was half curled and half draped, his eyes were like stars in the sky, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with wildness and disdain, and that disdain was not for Jian Ning, but for Moxiang Publishing House.

"Hu Yanshu, it's you crazy again! You're making trouble again! Hmph, after the famous minister, he was so cheap, and he actually did business like this, you thief-raised man, you are shameless! ”

Another person appeared in front of Jian Ning. This person has a big beard, wears a dark green satin collared robe, and has a jade pendant around his waist, which is very rich.

I think this person should be the head of the Moxiang Publishing House.

Jian Ning glanced at it silently, and was about to speak, but he heard the person who called Hu Yanshu: "Tsk, Jiang Goutou, even if you open a book club, you can't be tainted by the sage's literary atmosphere." Anyway, that's it, and I don't argue with you, lest I fall into the name of my fathers. This lady, but you want to buy books? Come on, come and sit down in my Baiwenzhai, drink some fragrant tea to get rid of the heat, but don't be stained by the sheep-headed dog-heads here. ”

"Poof!"

Jian Ning couldn't help but laugh. This is really a scholar scolding without dirty words, looking at the expression of Jiang Goutou, you can know that you have fallen behind more than once.

"Hu Yanshu, you bastard! Hum! If you associate with some poor ghosts, I see that your family's business will be destroyed in your hands! When the time comes, I will be merciful to you and let you be a buddy, what do you think? ”

That's ugly enough. This boss must not have read much, so it's no wonder that the little guy looks like this.

Jian Ning frowned, and just wanted to say a few words for this brother who helped him get ahead, but who knew that this brother Tai smiled and said: "Brother Jiang won't worry about this matter, I will be promoted in three years, hehe, I'm afraid your old Jiang will have to call me master." ”

"Hahaha, laughing to death! Do you think it's that easy? You have to be so confident, this year is a big year, why don't you go? ”

"Little lady, let's go, Morlie, a layman."

Hu Yanshu's face turned cold, and he pointed to a study opposite and said, "Don't look at my small shop, but I have all kinds of books." ”

Jian Ning nodded, and sighed a little in her heart.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and this Ming Dynasty people should not be underestimated!

Ignoring Mr. Jiang's scolding, Jian Ning and his second brother followed Hu Yanshu to his shop. Jian Ning took a look and saw that although this study was small, it was also cleanly clean. The incense burns in the store, and the smell is quite elegant, which inadvertently makes this bookstore a little more elegant.

Looking at the little guy in the green coat and hat, there was an expression in the welcome and send-off, and he was never despised because of his simple clothes; And there are several customers in the store at the moment, some are dressed well, and some are like her, looking poor.

There were a few tables and chairs in the store, and Jian Ning even saw someone copying books, thinking about Mr. Jiang's words, Jian Ning suddenly felt a little admiration for this Hu Yanshu.

Treating money as dung is not something that everyone can do. Those who can do it are sages. At the same time, I also have a little more confidence in today's trip, this Hu scholar seems to be not a pedantic person, he should be able to accept his novel, right?

After taking his seat, Hu Yanshu asked, "Little ...... Oh, little brother, what book are you going to buy? ”

Jian Ning shook her head, "Brother Hu, I'm here to sell books." ”

"Selling books?"

Hu Yanshu was stunned, then looked at Jian Ning and Second Brother Jian, and his heart was clear. sighed slightly, and said, "Little brother must have a hard time making a living, right?" It's just that the book of saints can be used as a heirloom, and it is better not to sell it or not. If the little brother is in trouble, although Hu is not as good as the opponent, this business can be maintained. Now there is a shortage of a few copyers, and I have also read books when I listen to my little brother, so I don't ......"

Jian Ning's heart warmed, knowing that she had met a good person, she shook her head again and again, and said, "Brother Hu misunderstood me." ”

As she spoke, she pulled the manuscript out of her sleeve and said shyly: "The family is in the middle of the road, and my brother has fallen ill again due to the cold at a young age. Now I can't take care of a lot of shyness in my pocket, so I wrote a book and wanted to sell it to the book club, which was also a good job. ”

"Script?!"

Hu Yanshu's expression can be described as wonderful. At this time, although the demand for popular fiction was great, not many people could write about it. A lot of people write something that just doesn't make sense. Don't say that it was printed in a book, but even if you put it in the teahouse, you will feel that it stinks.

Now a girl actually told him that she had written a book? Isn't there something wrong with your ears?

He looked at Jian Sanniang again, and then he saw something extraordinary.

Although this girl's clothes are washed white, and the cuffs are even torn, when she sits there, she looks like an elegant daisy in thousands of purples and reds.

This doesn't look like an ordinary girl......