Wang Yangming woke up, the sky had just brightened, he sat up, and was about to get dressed, when he suddenly saw the senior brother sitting cross-legged on the bed next to him, with black circles under his eyes, and a pair of panda eyes were looking at him with resentment.

Wang Yangming was taken aback: "Senior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Chao Wendao was so angry that he put the pair of panda eyes up to show him: "It's not that you're hooked by your Journey to the West story, look at my dark circles! You sleep sweetly!"

Wang Yangming didn't think that this senior brother's desire to chase renewal was really not ordinary, and he couldn't help but think of a story he had read in his previous life: When the Dream of Red Mansions was circulating in the streets, a rich lady saw the manuscript and was so fascinated by it that she didn't think about tea and dinner, and her body gradually collapsed, and her father burned the manuscript page by page in front of her in order to make her better, so that she would no longer be addicted to it, and she didn't want the young lady to cry wolf howl, and wept and said: "Why burn my Baoyu!" The big brother is a little inferior to the rich lady, but the mood is the same!

Wang Yangming got up and dressed, and said, "Let Cao Zhan and Robben work overtime today, and write a few more times for you to come back and see." You'd better get up and teach everyone!"

When the senior brother heard this, he jumped up from the bed and said, "Is this true?"

Wang Yangming had no choice but to say: "Take it seriously, take it seriously." ”

The elder brother went happily. Wang Yangming shook his head helplessly, and after washing, he changed into convenient clothes and went for a run and push-ups in the rising sun.

Because I want to practice light skills, I pay special attention to running today, and I used to run slowly, not for speed, but for being able to finish. But how can he practice light skills now that he is still slow, he gritted his teeth and drove up to full speed, and ran wildly.

Thanks to the exercise of these days, coupled with the fact that Jiuyang Shengong itself has the effect of nourishing the viscera, his physical state is not the same as before, this step, the speed is really like a gallop, Wang Yangming is secretly proud while running: My speed, in my previous life, can almost catch up with Liu Xiang, and if I work harder, it will be a matter of time before I catch up with Bolt!

But after a few minutes, I was already panting, and my speed gradually slowed down. This kind of wild running, the most physical consumption, is difficult to last, but Wang Yangming refused to admit defeat, transported the first heavy internal force of Jiuyang Divine Skill, replaced the consumption of physical strength with internal force, and continued to run wildly.

About a quarter of an hour, Wang Yangming ran thirty miles, slowly walked two laps to adjust his breath, and as soon as he used his internal strength, he was suddenly surprised in his heart.

This is the truth that San Yisheng told him at the beginning: internal force is the foundation of a protracted battle, without the support of internal force, people will quickly get tired and will be quickly dragged down in the battle. He is only the strength of a product, with the support of internal force, he can run for thirty miles, and if he wants, he can continue to run wildly, if there is no internal force, this kind of thing is simply unimaginable.

But the internal force is enough, but the body can't support it, and at this moment, I only feel that the muscles of the whole body are torn, and the pain is unbearable, and the knees and ankles are already congested and swollen. Running like this, the muscles and bones are overwhelmed after all, no wonder Chao Wendao has to train his body to the level of iron in order to start practicing the world.

He lay down to do push-ups, and his eyes were full of contemplation: In the future, after practicing light exercises, if he jumps down from a height of more than ten meters, with his current physical condition, he will definitely end up with a broken tendon and fracture. But how to improve the strength of the body, can it be done just by exercising crazy every day?

With this kind of exercise, it must be an extremely long process to train the body to the realm of steel, and I don't want to wait so patiently, I have to think of other ways.

After 1,000 push-ups were done, the sun was already high, Wang Yangming returned to the dormitory to rinse, got dressed and came out, and Cao Zhan and the three of them had arrived. At the moment, the four of them worked together to copy fifteen more times, plus the twenty-seven times written earlier, nearly half of the entire Journey to the West has been copied by him, and the number of words is already considerable. Wang Yangming took a sip of tea and asked Cao Zhan: "How is the matter at Xinhua Bookstore?"

Cao Zhan hurriedly replied: "The big shopkeeper over there read your handwritten letter I brought yesterday, and immediately replied, saying that he agreed. ”

After hesitating for a moment, he said: "The big shopkeeper agrees with what you said about the method of getting royalties from a single book, which is actually expected by the students, but the students don't understand why Mr. did this, and in doing so, he actually suffered a loss." ”

Wang Yangming was curious and asked him why he said that.

Cao Zhan explained: "I printed books in the Great Xia Dynasty, using movable type printing, in Dongsheng Shenzhou, this is the most advanced printing method, and it is also a secret of our dynasty. ”

Originally, movable type printing was an invention of the Xia people, and because the imperial court strictly ordered it not to be spread to the outside world, this technology was not mastered by foreign people. The Hu people in the west still use engraving printing, and each page of the book can only be engraved with one copper plate, and after this page is printed, the copper plate will be scrapped, so the price of the book is very expensive. The Huns in the north had no interest in books, their epics were passed down by word of mouth, and even if there was an occasional need to publish books, they were copied manually, which would be more expensive.

Cao Zhan continued: "The books printed with movable type in my Great Xia Dynasty are of good quality and cheap. Like the best-selling "Liangjing Miscellaneous Notes", the whole book has more than 300,000 words, printed into a book of about 200 pages, and if it is sold, one is one tael of silver, of which the bookstore takes 50 percent, the author takes 50 percent, and sells 1,000 copies, that is, the bookstore and the author each take 500 taels. It's a pity that Zhuo Wenjun has passed away a long time ago, otherwise she would definitely have to make a lot of money. Fifty percent of the author's money was also earned by the bookstore. ”

Wang Yangming had heard of "Miscellaneous Records of the Two Beijings", and remembered that Zhuo Wenjun was so talented, but he ended his life early, and his face was scattered, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Cao Zhan continued to talk eloquently: "But "Liangjing Miscellaneous" is so popular that it sells 1,000 copies every year. Sir, your "Journey to the West", of course, is an excellent work, but the sales may not be able to catch up with the "Liangjing Miscellaneous", assuming that it sells well, 1,000 copies a year, and each book is priced at one tael, Mr. can earn 500 taels a year.

But you must know that after the book is sold, the person who gets the book can circulate it, and the latecomer does not necessarily need to buy a new book, in fact, the literati in our dynasty like to borrow books, not buy books, as the so-called books cannot be read unless they are borrowed, so the sales of 1,000 copies are almost the limit. The one-time buyout of 1,000 taels proposed by the bookstore before is really a great face for Mr., allowing you to take advantage of it, if you have to get royalties according to sales, I don't know how many years it will take to get the 1,000 taels of silver. ”

This shouldn't be!

Wang Yangming wondered in his heart, the Xia Dynasty had a thriving population, and there were tens of thousands of people in Chang'an City alone, so why couldn't it sell a thousand copies every year? Thinking so, he asked out of his mouth.

Robben interjected next to him: "Although there are many people, there are not many literate people. Children from poor families are helped with farm work and trading from an early age, and literacy is not useful to them, so they have no need to read. The children of rich families don't care about the money they pay for books, but they like to circulate books among themselves, and they usually buy ten people to read them. So the demand for buying books is not very great. ”

Wang Yangming didn't expect this to be the case in this world, he frowned slightly, as if he was thinking, and said after a while: "Then it doesn't matter." The words have been spoken, there is no reason to take it back, or share it according to sales, anyway, no matter how much you earn, it is all earned in vain, I am not greedy. ”

At that moment, he asked Cao Zhan to take the manuscript of the first 42 chapters that had been written, and send it to Xinhua Book Company today, and publish it in one volume of ten chapters, which is enough to print four volumes. At the same time, Wang Yangming once again reminded Cao Zhan to make a note with the other party, and in the future, if there is evidence, it is good to ask for money, and he is not afraid that the other party will repay the debt.

After finishing the book copying, it was almost noon, and I was about to go out, but Biluo came.

Wang Yangming saw her carrying the food box again, and said with a smile: "It's hard for you to cook for me again." "When I opened the food box, I saw that today's meal was particularly rich, and I guess I thought a lot of thought. He beckoned: "Where have I eaten so much, come, let's eat together." ”

Biluo excused herself, saying that she had eaten it before she came

Wang Yangming looked at the full food box, remembered that he still had to deliver food to Su Mu, and said without thinking: "I'll take it to Houshan to eat with Senior Sister Su Mu, it just so happens that she hasn't eaten lunch yet." ”

When Biluo came to Guozijian, Su Mu had already thought about the cliff in the back mountain, so she didn't know who Su Mu was, and when Wang Yangming explained, she learned that Su Mu was the twelfth apprentice disciple in Guozijian, and hurriedly said: "I'll go with you, I haven't seen Miss Twelve yet, so I'm just going to visit." ”

Wang Yangming's mind was sensitive, as soon as he said that sentence just now, he felt a little regretful in his heart, worried that Biluo would be unhappy in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "The food you worked so hard to cook has no reason for others to eat, in fact, I eat it with your light." It's just that the twelfth senior sister has worked very hard in the back mountain, and it is my fault that she was punished to think about the cliff face. I felt a little guilty in my heart, so I thought about sharing the food you made with her, you wouldn't mind, would you?"

Biluo didn't expect Wang Yangming's heart to be as careful as a hair, and he actually explained to her specifically, raised his head in surprise, met his somewhat apprehensive gaze, his heart warmed, and he smiled indifferently: "Brother Yangming, when I am a person, do you still have such thoughts?" ”

These words made Wang Yangming's heart useful, after all, he was a boy with strong blood, seeing that Biluo was very obedient to himself, not to mention how cool it was to feel a little proud in his heart.

Su Mu and himself have always been noisy and shouting, and they don't fall behind, compared with the two, Biluo is still a little cuter. And Su Mugui is the daughter of the Su family in Jiangnan, and her temper is not small, but Biluo has recently lost her parents and is in the national prison, how dare she have any temper, thinking about it like this, she suddenly feels that Biluo is very pitiful, and she is even more sorry in her heart.