"Feng Yuan, what are you doing, the entire book street is where his family can publish books, if you don't sell it to him, who will you sell it to!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and said anxiously.

Feng Yuan looked at Zhang Fatzi and said with a faint smile: "I'm not selling!"

"What? why, you don't sell it when it's so profitable, you're crazy!"

"I'm not crazy because I've thought of a better way to make money!"

"What a way!"

"You'll know later, let's go, let's go to the prefect's school!" Feng Yuan looked at Zhang Fatzi and said, and then strode towards the prefect's school.

"What are you doing in the school?" Zhang Fatzi looked puzzled and hurriedly followed.

The prefect's school is where Feng Yuan and Zhang Fatzi studied before they were admitted to Xiucai, this place is a school opened by the government, and all the scholars in the city are studying here, hundreds of people.

That Wang Lin wanted one tael of silver to buy Feng Yuan's book, it was too dark, one tael of silver was converted into a lot of money, that is, one thousand wen, according to what Zhang Fatzi said before, the book of "Legend of Xianyuan" is one hundred wen, and if you sell a hundred copies at will, it will be ten taels of silver, and the cost will be at least eight taels of silver.

Before Feng Yuan crossed over, he was a chicken thief, and he had always taken advantage of others, so there was no reason to be taken advantage of, so Feng Yuan chose not to sell it.

He naturally knew that if he didn't sell it to Wang Lin, he wouldn't be able to publish it, but Feng Yuan didn't plan to publish it, because he thought of a better way.

The two of them went to the academy all the way, and they also bought some gifts, which Feng Yuan took to give to his academy teacher He Jiao, because they would have to trouble him later.

The school is located in the center of the city, next to the Fengcheng prefect's yamen, which is equivalent to the current prefecture-level city government office center, and the prefect is equivalent to the mayor.

Feng Yuan's teacher, He Jiaoyu, was born as a high-ranking petty official, responsible for education, which is equivalent to the position of the principal.

Walking through the streets and alleys, after a while, the two came to the prefect's school, and when they entered, three or four hundred students were shaking their heads and reciting inside.

Feng Yuan and Zhang Fatzi walked directly to the backyard behind the school, this place is where He Jiaoyu works and lives, as soon as the two arrived in the backyard, they saw He Jiaoyu, who was in his fifties, holding a young and beautiful girl who was talking to you and me, and it was not good to be affectionate.

In this era, such a phenomenon is very common, because the law stipulates that a man can have three wives and four concubines, and as long as you have money, no one cares how many wives you take.

"This old guy, really shameless, is a teacher, and is so slutty in broad daylight, it's really ...... It's enviable!" Zhang Fatzi looked at He Jiaoyu and said hatefully.

Feng Yuan held up Zhang Fatzi's words, rolled his eyes for a while, and then walked over to He Jiaoyu's side, coughing lightly: "Teacher, student Feng Yuan has come to see you!"

"Ah......h

He Jiaoyu was excited, and as soon as Feng Yuan opened his mouth, he was startled, and directly threw the woman in his arms to the ground, causing the woman to scream.

"Ahem...... That, Feng Yuan, Zhang Zhen, why are you here!" He Jiaoyu looked at the two of them and said with an embarrassed face, "That, don't misunderstand just now, the old man and concubine's eyes are in the sand, and they are helping her blow the sand, don't think about it!"

Although it is normal to have three wives and four concubines in this era, it is still very bad to be a teacher and prostitute during the day, so He Jiaoyu hurriedly explained.

"Just now, what happened just now, teacher, I have bad eyes recently, I haven't seen anything, I saw you sitting there drinking tea alone, teacher, are there any others?" Feng Yuan asked with a surprised face, pretending to be very similar.

"Yes, I was distracted just now, and I didn't see anything!" Zhang Fatzi also hurriedly said.

"That's very good!" He Jiaoyu looked at the two of them with an appreciative face, stroked his beard in a dignified manner, and then looked at the two and asked, "Why did you two come to me?"

Feng Yuan walked up with a smile, looked at He Jiaoyu and said, "That's the case, teacher, I wrote a novel and want to paste it on the wall of the school hall for students to read and read, is it convenient for you to read it?"

"This ...... I'm afraid it's not very good, you know, this school, the main thing to learn is scientific knowledge, if this is to circulate a novel, and the prefect discovers it, it will be a big crime!"

He Jiaoyu said with a solemn face.

Feng Yuan smiled slightly when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to hand over the gift: "I almost forgot, this is a gift from your filial piety, thank you for your cultivation!"

When He Jiaoyu saw it, the two yuan suddenly lit up, and he quickly reached out to take it, handed it to the concubine behind, and said with a happy face: "The children can be taught, the children can be taught, it seems that the teacher's education is not in vain!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, that teacher, you read this novel ......! "Well, this circulating novel, naturally it's not very good, but it's not impossible, after all, students are tired of studying, and they also need to be properly adjusted to facilitate better learning, the prefect will say it, you just go and post it, I will call on the students to see it!"

He Jiaoyu looked at Feng Yuandao.

"Okay, then I'll thank the teacher, then the student will leave first, don't disturb the teacher's rest, wait for me to post it, and then tell the teacher!" Feng Yuan looked at He Jiao and said, then saluted Zhang Fatzi, and then left.

"This old immortal, it's really shameless, it's like two people before and after receiving the gift!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and said angrily.

"Calm down, this world is like this, learn a little, it's good for you!" Feng Yuan patted the fat man on the shoulder, and then walked towards the outside of the school.

"Hey, Feng Yuan, don't you want to post a novel, why are you leaving!"

"Go home and write a big post, this one is too small to read!"

"What do I mean by you posting this, show it for free, isn't it a loss?"

"Hmph, there's no such thing as a free lunch!"

......

In the afternoon, Feng Yuan and Zhang Fatzi came to the school again, holding the freshly written manuscript in their hands, which was written on a large roll of white paper, more than 20 meters long, and 20,000 words were all written on it.

Entering the school, Feng Yuan said hello to He Jiaoyu, and then began to talk about it with Zhang Fatzi, the school is very large, so there is just a place to post it.

He Jiaoyu found a few students to help, and it was quickly posted, and in an instant, a large group of students gathered around to watch the excitement.

He Jiaoyu looked at the students and said: "Students, this is a novel, it is the work of your senior brother, Feng Yuanxiucai, please read it carefully and express your opinions!"

"Senior disciples, please!" Feng Yuan looked at the crowd, and then moved out of the way and let the students go to see.

These students were about to vomit when they read the articles of the imperial examination every day, and when they heard that there was a novel, they immediately didn't need to say hello, they squeezed over one after another, leaning their necks and looking, He Jiaoyu was also watching from the side, and Feng Yuan was watching this group of people from the side.

At first, these students were very lively and talked about all kinds of things, but when they saw this, they quieted down, and in an instant the entire school was silent, and even a needle could be heard on the ground.

Feng Yuan suddenly showed a satisfied smile, because these people were attracted by the novel.

"Feng Yuan, I still don't understand, how do you make money? Tell me!" Zhang Fatzi looked at Feng Yuan and said anxiously.

"Hehe, you'll know soon!" Feng Yuan said with a mysterious smile.

Listening to Zhang Fatzi, he was even more anxious.