Zhao Sanye looked at Chen Tang with burning eyes, and said excitedly: "Yesterday's one, today another, Chen Xiucai is really full of learning." ”

When Lai Wen heard it next to him, his expression became even more sluggish: One painting a day, how can people live?

Chen Tang said modestly: "The third master has an overreputation, it's just luck." ”

"How much are you going to sell for this one?"

Zhao Sanye asked directly.

After learning about the market outside just now, Chen Tang immediately stretched out three fingers.

"Three hundred dollars, good!"

Zhao Sanye was very simple: "Do you want all the money, or do you want to match some zero?"

"Let's pair it with some zeros. ”

Chen Tang wants to buy things, all of which are big money, and it is not convenient.

Soon, the maid came up with a plate with a money bag on it, Chen Tang picked it up, opened it and saw that there were two yellow-orange and orange coins inside, as well as ten small medium-sized coins.

It is not a simple matter to sell a word for three hundred yuan, the maid looked at Chen Tang with even more admiration, and deliberately blinked her eyes, looking like a hook.

However, how could Chen Tang have such a mind? his eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his heart, and he turned a blind eye. Knowing that Zhao Sanye still had to see the words of Xiucai queuing outside, he immediately took his leave and left Zhao's mansion.

sold another piece of writing for three hundred yuan, and Chen Tang's waist straightened. I really have money in my bag, and I don't panic.

What's more, he confirmed one thing, that is, there is a standard for Zhao Sanye to buy words.

That's the standard: emotion!

According to the literary theories that I have studied before, there is a core concept in it: "Feeling and blending".

This means that if you want to write a good work, you can't do it behind closed doors, you can't hide in the ivory tower and imagine it out of thin air, you have to seek truth from facts and pour out emotions. In this way, the written article is not empty and moaning......

For the first time, the article "Mourning for the Father" was favored by Master Hu, and the predecessor successfully stood out and became a teacher of the Hu family. is because the article is sincere and full of homesickness. At the level of the previous body, he simply wrote a masterpiece;

The second time, the "Ugly Slave" was written by Chen Tang when he was extremely worried and helpless in his heart, and the word "sorrow" was written throughout the article, which truthfully reflected his predicament at that time. As for the "Qingyu Case" and "Water Tune Song Head" that were written next, there was no emotion at all, which was equivalent to a silent writing, so it was not taken by Zhao Sanye.

And today, the song "Silent Night Thoughts" was written last night when Chen Tang was lying in bed thinking nonsense, and saw the moonlight shining in front of the bed, triggering homesickness.

His hometown is called "Earth".

Taken together, all three texts have one "emotional" thing in common.

So Chen Tang came up with such a standard.

He further speculated that there is emotion alone, but there is no literary brilliance, and it is not enough to be afraid. After all, everyone has emotions, if there is no literary requirement, Zhao Sanye will buy words and go bankrupt.

It is a combination of emotion and literary brilliance, two combinations, one of which is indispensable.

So, is it possible that after the two are fused together, something will be produced, so Zhao Sanye bought it at a high price?

After all, Zhao Sanye buys words, doesn't look at the quality of pen and ink, doesn't care about the material of paper, doesn't ask the author's background, whether he is famous or not, and even the content is not the point......

These practices are very different from those of another time and space.

It can only be said that different time and space have different rules, and all Chen Tang has to do is to find out the rules here, and then live better.

At the moment, he could only deduce to this step, and he couldn't see anything else, and he couldn't feel anything strange.

Chen Tang wanted to ask Zhao Sanye directly, but it was obvious that it was impossible for people to say it. Even practicing martial arts and boiling up his body, he only said "it's not easy", so he stopped here.

A text that combines emotion and literary brilliance can be sold for money, which makes Chen Tang a little depressed. He has a lot of rich texts, and he can get them with his mouth, but it is not easy to fit with his own emotions. After all, emotions are fluctuating and flowing, and there is no fixed form. If it is for the sake of selling money, and it is rigid, and it is reluctantly combined, it belongs to "worrying about giving new words", which will be counterproductive and ineffective.

Moreover, emotions are unique and difficult to copy, that is to say, when what is written under the emotional touch at that time is originally useful, and later manuscripts lose their emotional blessings, they may lose that special connotation and meaning.

Therefore, it is difficult to expect to make a fortune on this road.

As for wanting to make a splash and shine in the Yin literary world with classic poems alone, there is a possibility, but it is equally difficult. All because in the Yin Kingdom, poetry and songs, etc., all belong to the trail and are not taken too seriously, and the articles and the road to the imperial examination are the mainstream.

The idea is sorted out here, and there is basically a rough idea.

Although I know that the next entry is not easy, I can't lose myself. In recent days, Chen Tang's appetite has become very good, three or five buns can no longer be satisfied, and he wants to be twenty years old, he is in his youth, and he can still grow taller, so he naturally eats and drinks more.

He went to the street noodle stall, ate three bowls of wonton noodles, solved the lunch problem, and then went to buy ten catties of rice, thought about it, and directly bought an old hen and carried it home.

Su Ling was doing needlework at home, and he was surprised to see him holding a bag of rice and a chicken. You must know that Chen Tang only bought a bag of rice and two catties of meat yesterday, where did he get the money?

Chen Tang said: "Ah Ling, will you kill chickens?"

Su Ling nodded: "Yes." ”

"That's right, kill the chicken, clean it, chop it, put it in a pot and simmer it over low heat, and let's have chicken soup for dinner. ”

Thinking of the delicious chicken soup, Chen Tang felt that he was a little hungry again.

Su Ling didn't ask much, immediately put down the needle and thread, rolled up his sleeves, and went to boil water and kill chickens.

Chen Tang glanced at the corner of his eyes and caught a glimpse of a mark on Su Ling's right arm, purple-black, very conspicuous, his heart moved, and he asked, "Ah Ling, why do you have a scar on your arm?"

Su Ling said: "It was bitten by my mother." ”

Chen Tang said "ah".

Su Ling said again: "That day, my mother bit me and fell asleep...... Somehow, it's not good until now, maybe it's my mother's bite. It's okay, looking at this tooth mark, I won't forget my mother. ”

Chen Tangqiang smiled and said: "Ah Ling, don't talk about your mother's affairs, go and kill **." ”

Su Ling answered, took the knife and the old hen and walked out.

Inside the house, Chen Tang's face gradually became gloomy. He could see it clearly and would not admit his mistake, the tooth marks on Su Ling's arm, like the bruises on his wrist, were clearly the evil that Daoist Zhan Yangchun said.

Teacher Chen Song is obsessed and can't let go, so he left two stubborn grievances on Chen Tang and asked him to be admitted to the lifter, but Su Ling's mother, why should she bite her daughter, what can't she let go?

After thinking about it, he asked outside: "Ah Ling, what did your mother say to you before leaving?"

Su Ling was boiling water, and when she heard this, she replied: "My mother can't let go of my heart, and wants me to take care of myself and live a good life......"

Hearing this answer, Chen Tang secretly breathed a sigh of relief: Tiger poison does not eat children, Su Lingniang bites her, there should be no malice, and when Su Ling lives a good life, the resentment will probably be eliminated.