Chapter 19: The Great Vernacular Novel
Cui Yingluo and Gong Luoyan sent Zhao Qian to the carriage, and Lu Shen commanded a group of servants behind him to carry boxes of things onto the carriage.
"Lu Shen, slow down, this is a gift I bought."
Zhao Qian poked her head out of the carriage and looked at Lu Shen with disgust.
Lu Shen glanced at him with disdain: "I really haven't seen you like this, even if you eat and live, you still take so many things when you leave." ”
Zhao Qian showed her little tiger teeth and waved her fist at Lu Shen: "I think you want to be beaten!" ”
Lu Shen smiled: "What, do you want to call me master obediently?" ”
Zhao Qian's face was blushing, and she glared at Lu Shen fiercely: "Get out!" ”
Lu Shen glanced at Zhao Qian: "Don't pretend to be a cat in front of me, just like you, it's not enough for me to punch." ”
Zhao Qian looked annoyed: "I'm such a good-looking beauty, don't you know a little pity for the jade?" ”
"I can see it, but the beauty just doesn't see where it is."
"Shameless!"
Zhao Qian snorted, blushing.
Next to the carriage, a young man dressed in black looked at Lu Shen, his eyes full of vigilance.
Fair-skinned and handsome, with a tall figure, every time he looked at Zhao Qian, his eyes were full of admiration, a typical part of a house slave admiring a young lady.
Lu Shen said: "Don't lose the things I gave you, this is a priceless treasure." ”
Zhao Qian cut off: "I will brag and give a stone that can't be smashed!" ”
Lu Shen smiled: "An eternal legend, what a good implication." ”
Zhao Qian waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, hurry up and load the car, Miss Ben is like an arrow now, and she is too lazy to pay attention to you." ”
Cui Yingluo and Gong Luoyan walked up: "Xiaoqian, remember to write to us when you arrive in the capital." ”
Lu Shen on the side pointed to himself with a smile: "And my master, don't forget to mail me some good things in the capital." ”
Zhao Qian glanced at her, took Cui Yingluo and Gong Luoyan's hands respectively and muttered for most of the day.
Lu Shen yawned and stepped forward: "Okay, you have to say goodbye to you for a thousand miles, you can nag for a while, and it will be dark soon." ”
Zhao Qian's face turned red, and she glared at Lu Shen again: "Let's go, this girl will leave now, okay!" ”
After sending Zhao Qian off, everyone was just about to return to the house when they saw a group of people coming from a distance. There were several people holding Lu Shen's poems in their hands and shouting at Lu Shen.
What's more, he has already begun to call Lu Shen's name.
Lu Shen looked helpless.
Cui Yingluo smiled: "Look at your popularity, it's still quite high." ”
Gong Luoyan said: "Isn't it, now when I go out on the street, the most talked about is Lu Shen." ”
"What are you talking about me?"
"Talking about how you can make poems, you are talented, and you are deeply liked by the small owners of the Flower Street and the boat owners in the Qiantang River."
"And he is not afraid of power, he directly cripples the son of the county guard, and he can get out of the way."
Gong Luoyan laughed: "Now I don't know how many people dream of marrying you." ”
Lu Shen glanced at him, turned around and walked inside.
After lunch, Lu Shen was called to the study by Cui Million.
"The clan agreed."
"Lu Shen, this time, I will invest 10,000 taels as a cooperation between us, how about it?"
Lu Shen smiled: "The head of the family is not afraid that I will defeat you?" ”
Cui Million smiled: "Isn't it only 10,000 taels if you lose everything, I can still get this money." ”
"Okay, since the head of the family believes in me so much, then I will use the ten thousand taels freely."
"Give me three days, and all your doubts will naturally be clarified in three days."
Next, Lu Shen began to get busy.
Cui Yingluo and Gong Luoyan watched Lu Shen command the servants at home to dig out pieces of cement from the river, where they were broken and kneaded, and they looked puzzled: "Who are you?" ”
"Movable type printing!"
"Movable type printing?"
Cui Yingluo watched those craftsmen carve one word after another on the small clay blocks according to the words given by Lu Shen, and was very curious: "What are you doing here?" ”
"Don't ask, and I won't tell you if I do."
The straw paper was bought, and Lu Shen asked people to cut the straw paper into the same size.
Then put the text strips carved in the clay and grill them in the fire.
The next day, after the clay characters were completely dried, Lu Shen asked people to bring the oil over and soak the dried mastic strips in oil.
Then one by one, they are arranged together in order.
Then, Lu Ming tied several slender wooden strips together, just enough to fix the sticks of glue.
After doing all this, Lu Shen asked people to put the placed clay strips in it one by one, smear them with a thin layer of ink, and then gently cover them with white paper.
The top was gently rolled with a roller, and a piece of white paper was slowly removed.
"Is this printing?"
Cui Yingluo hesitated and said: "Lu Shen, there is a place to do printing in Qiantang County, why do you bother yourself?" ”
"Those prints are all rigid, just to print inherent books, which completely fail to meet our needs."
"What we do is movable type printing, which is a powerful tool for us to print novels in the future."
"Novels, you want to sell novels?"
Lu Shen nodded: "Don't you think it's worth selling books?" ”
Cui Yingluo's face was black: "If we can really sell it for money, our Cui family would have done it a long time ago, how could it be your turn?" ”
Lu Shen smiled lightly: "I have already investigated this matter, although there are many official printed books on the market, but those books are some books used in the examination of the Eight Classics, or all kinds of musical instrument books." ”
"Ours are different."
Gong Luoyan picked up a blank piece of paper casually, read the content on it, and froze slightly: "You use all the vernacular?" ”
"That's right, because the vernacular is easy to understand."
Gong Luoyan hesitated: "But who wants to read this vernacular?" ”
"The Bungain will not agree."
Lu Shen said with a smile: "The Academy of Literature is under the jurisdiction of the sage book, and I belong to the wild history and are not within his jurisdiction." ”
Lu Shen took out a book from his arms and handed it to a master: "The first ten chapters will be printed today, and the rest will be decided tomorrow depending on the situation." ”
After speaking, Lu Shen handed over a stack of small notes to a few small servants: "Today, a few of you will work hard and paste these notes on the main official roads and teahouses and restaurants in the county, and preferably in places such as flower boats and flower streets by the river." ”
"Everyone will give you a fee of ten taels of silver, and this housekeeper has only one request, and he must let more people see it."
Cui Yingluo looked at the above content: A young man came from the future, stepped on the clouds, carried the sky, killed all the way, broke the shackles of gods and demons, blasted open the sky with one punch, and embarked on a road to conquer the ages. In two days, the Cui family will release a novel for all ages, so please wait and see.
Cui Yingluo's eyes were confused: "Lu Shen, what are you writing here?" ”
"Novels."
Lu Shen smiled mysteriously: "And it's also a good thing to make money." ”
Cui Yingluo still wanted to ask something, but Lu Shen waved his hand: "It's not time to ask now, we'll see the day after tomorrow." ”