The campus of Jinling University, which Lao Zhu originally demarcated, is 5,000 acres, radiating into an irregular trapezoidal shape to the west next to the east side of Hongshan Mountain, and the campus is more than 5 miles from east to west, north and south.

In comparison, the Red Mountain next to it is only more than 1,000 acres in size.

Such a large space, let alone now, in a few years, it will be more than enough to accommodate tens of thousands of teachers and students.

Because there is a lot of spare time for the time being, Zhu Yuan set up the editorial office of "Daming Monthly" here, and there is also a printing office, which gathers various printing-related craftsmen from Jinling and from Dadu. Not only is it responsible for printing the "Daming Monthly", but also the printing office will be responsible for various textbooks of Jinling University.

Take a small sedan chair to the compound of the printing office located in the southeast of the campus, and the chief bookkeeper of the editorial department of the "Daming Monthly" and Zhang Qing, the ambassador of the printing bureau, who have been notified in advance, have greeted them, one is the eighth product and the other is the ninth product, the sinking device is responsible for the daily management of the editorial department, and Zhang Qing, who has the same name as a hero in "Water Margin", is the head of the printing office.

Eh~

Speaking of "Water Margin", I have to mention one of the strange women, Pan Jinlian, known as the first prostitute in ancient and modern times.

Well......

Sister Pan: Dadamo is in a hurry, someone is reading me again, slave go burn incense!

Besides, Shen Qi and Zhang Qing are around, as well as Lu Liang, the shopkeeper of his own Zhiyongzhai who surprised Zhu Yuan.

After a few people saw the ceremony, Zhu Yuan didn't rush to talk to Lu Liang, and asked while walking to the courtyard, "What's the matter?" ”

"My lord, it's two book-buying merchants, and I don't look at this place either, in order to rush to buy books, I actually ate leopard gall and made trouble here," Zhang Qing, who was walking on the right side of Zhu Yuan, bowed down to the young man Pingzhang and gave a brief introduction, and continued: "I was going to beat him out with a stick, but when I heard that the adults were coming, the lower officials asked people to tie him up and wait for the adults to fall." ”

As he spoke, he entered the courtyard.

At a glance, Zhu Yuan saw two middle-aged men kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs as if they were on the execution ground, one fat and one thin, both of them had no crowns and hats, and there were still pieces of dirt on their clothes, which was very embarrassing.

Seeing that Zhu Yuan was surrounded by everyone, the two people who knew the identity of the young man immediately fell to the ground.

The fat man dragged a loud long cavity and wailed first: "My lord, spare your life~~~"

The thin man was calm, kowtowed, barely stood up, and said to Zhu Yuan: "My lord, if you are a small gaffe, I am willing to compensate for the damage to the bookstore a hundred times, and I only ask for forgiveness from adults." ”

Zhu Yuan looked at the different reactions of the two, and didn't answer, but said: "Untie it, it's not killing people and setting fires, there's no need to tie it up like this." ”

Zhu Yuan ordered, and several sturdy craftsmen from the printing office next to him immediately began to loosen the ties between the two.

Zhang Qing invited Zhu Yuan into the house, but was refused, so he diligently moved a big chair over, and followed Zhu Yuan's side, which was both conspicuous and not very presence, and the sack girl skillfully took a tiger skin mattress from the sedan chair and laid it out for her own adults.

Zhu Yuan sat down here, and the two people who were free on the side kowtowed to Zhu Yuan and apologized.

"This is a trivial matter, but after all, the fight is not right, and there is no next time," Zhu Yuan waved his hand, listening to the obvious more relaxed gratitude of the two, and signaled: "Get up, I'm just curious, come and ask about something." First of all, tell me about yourselves, what is your name, and where did you come from? ”

The two of them got up.

While arranging the cyan silk jacket on his body, the thin man opened his mouth first: "Adult, small Tan Qu, a native of Raozhou Mansion, Jiangxi." ”

"Raozhou, I heard someone say recently that the biggest money prison in the Song Dynasty was in Raozhou, huh...... It's called 'Yongheijian'. Zhu Yuan said, and remembered again: "Jingdezhen is also in Raozhou, right?" ”

Tan Qu nodded: "Don't dare to deceive adults, although the Tan family now lives in Poyang, the capital city, they are born in Jingde, and their family has been burning porcelain for generations." ”

That's a coincidence.

Zhu Yuan couldn't help but be curious: "What kind of porcelain do you burn at home, and what is the level?" ”

"My lord, all celadon, white porcelain and other categories, the Tan family has fired, because it is a private kiln, but it is not comparable to the official family," Tan Qu said, paused, or added: "However, the Tan family has been inherited for more than 200 years since the Song Dynasty, and there are some special skills. ”

"How?"

Tan Qu straightened up slightly: "My lord, the Tan family can burn red glaze." ”

Red glaze?

Listening to the name, it is easy to understand, it should be red porcelain.

For the porcelain of this era, all Zhu Yuan can think of is Yuan Qinghua.

Seeing Tan Qu's very proud appearance when he talked about his ability to burn red glaze, Zhu Yuan thought about it for a while, and found that the color of porcelain in his memory was mainly blue and white, or blue and green, but red porcelain seemed to be ...... Not much.

Well.

Not much, it's just a rarity.

It seems to be a real trick.

So he was more curious, and said casually: "Take the time to send a few for me to see, if it's really good, I will help your Tan family make a name for themselves." ”

Tan Qu was stunned when he heard this.

This Zhu Yuan......

The worldly master who sent the 500-year-old national honor has become famous all over the world in just one year, and now he is not only an official from a product in the book of Pingzhang political affairs, but also recognized by His Majesty the Emperor......

Such a famous figure actually wants to help their Tan family become famous?

Then he reacted again.

Even if the other party doesn't help to become famous, it is worth it to make friends with such a powerful person, not to mention sending a few porcelain, or giving the other party a piece of family property.

The more Tan Qu thought about it, the more excited he became, his hands and feet trembled slightly, he couldn't bear to kneel, and said deeply: "The little one will be sent to the adult as soon as possible." ”

A few days ago, I went to Mingzhou to negotiate sea trade business, and I happened to bring a few red glazed porcelain as samples, because it was too precious, I was only willing to give away half of it.

Just right.

Otherwise, I have to hurry up and send a letter to Jiangxi, this time I don't talk about half a month, in case Lord Pingzhang loses interest, or simply forgets about it, it will become a big loss for the Tan family.

My brother always said that he was not atmospheric enough, and he liked to be calculating too much.

Look at this time......

If you hadn't left those red-glazed porcelain, how could you strike while the iron was hot?

Zhu Yuan could see Tan Qu's excitement, and he also understood that he had probably made another small mistake, but it didn't matter.

After talking about porcelain, Zhu Yuan didn't forget why he came over, and said: "Since your Tan family is in the porcelain business, you should be quite wealthy, why did you come here, huh...... It's the purchase of "Daming Monthly", right? ”

Tan Qu subconsciously wanted to refute the young man Pingzhang's statement about his family's 'wealth', thinking about it, he still didn't add to it, but said: "The Tan family also runs a bookstore business, and the small one is just in Beijing. ”

Zhu Yuan also understood.

The local clan, which has been passed down for more than 200 years, obviously will no longer rely only on simple porcelain to make a living, if he is ...... It will also certainly diversify the risk of over-concentration of family business.

Well.

In later business terms, this was called 'diversification'.

Thinking so, Zhu Yuan then asked, "How much do you want to purchase?" ”

"There are only 700 copies left in this printing office, and the small ones are going to buy them all," Tan Qu said and gestured to the fat man on the side: "I didn't expect this He brother to have it all, under the dispute, the two of us lost their temper for a while, ashamed, ashamed, ashamed, and I want to thank Lord for his magnanimity." ”

Seven hundred volumes.

Zhu Yuan's first feeling was that in this era, it was probably not a lot, and looked at Zhang Qing: "How many copies have been printed?" ”

The first issue of "Daming Monthly" was printed at the beginning of this month, and Zhu Yuan paid attention to it at first, made arrangements, and didn't ask more recently.

Because the expectations are not high.

After all, after all, a magazine cannot be said to have just issued its inaugural issue, and it immediately attracted the attention of the public, becoming the vanguard of public opinion.

The influence of media platforms needs to be accumulated over a long period of time.

Therefore, although I have recently felt that all kinds of people around me have been related to "Daming Monthly", Zhu Yuan still deliberately explained to Lao Zhu.

There can be no rush.

It will take at least three or five years to get used to the existence of this magazine and the news in it, before they can consider anything else.

Zhang Qing's voice interrupted Zhu Yuan's rapid flashing thoughts: "My lord, a total of 31,600 copies have been printed, and most of the withered plates have been repeatedly cleaned and repaired, and they really can't continue. ”

That's more than 30,000 copies.

Zhu Yuan was surprised again.

A few days ago, I asked about the sales status, and the reply here was good, but now it seems that this is not only good, and some people are fighting to purchase this magazine...... That's obviously very good.

I didn't expect that.

Whether it is now or in the future, Zhu Yuan's impression is that books are difficult to sell.

Therefore, Zhu Yuan's initial arrangement was that most of the 20,000 or 30,000 copies printed would be distributed free of charge.

The current situation is really surprising.

Then he turned to the fat man who was still a little cowering: "By the way, what about you?" ”

"Little He San, from Hangzhou......" He San said, thinking about the way Tan Qu and the big man in front of him talked very happily just now, he suddenly had a strong crisis, and knelt down again, and said in a throat: "My lord, if you can't bring this book back, the owner will send it to me." ”

Zhu Yuan: "......"

When several people around saw He San's appearance, their expressions were full of amusement.

This fat man......

Obviously, an opportunity to make friends with important ministers of the court was in front of him, but he couldn't grasp it, and he was still thinking about his small business of less than 100 yuan.

Tyrannical creatures.

Looking at Tan Qu again, he has been caught in a blink of an eye, this is the person who understands.

Tan Qu saw He San like this, although the two of them were still fists and feet just now, they were a little sorry for him at this time, but his movements were not slow, and he hurriedly said: "My lord, don't want this book to be small, let it be given to Brother He." ”

Zhu Yuan nodded, and then motioned to He San in front of him: "I heard it, get up." ”

He San didn't get up, and subconsciously said: "My lord, the owner asked me to purchase a thousand volumes, which is only seven hundred...... Not enough wow. ”

Zhu Yuan was speechless again.

You 'have to make inches', people can't feel offended at all!

However, Zhu Yuan immediately discovered the problem and turned to Zhang Qing again: "Isn't there only 700 copies, he wants 1,000 copies, what's the matter?" ”