"At least 100 times. Looking at the old man, Zhang Xuan shook his head and said firmly.

"Fifty times, I'll give you fifty times at most!" The old man's face ached, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination.

Zhang Xuan listened, was silent, just walked over and pulled out the manuscript in the old man's hand.

"I'd better go to the Wenle Bookstore opposite, maybe they will be more interested in my "A Chinese Ghost Story"!" Looking at the old man's face of a profiteer, Zhang Xuan said excitedly.

Wenle Bookstore is one of the other two of the three big bookstores that Zhang Xuan saw just now, and it is just opposite to this Ju Wenxuan, the so-called peers are enemies, he doesn't believe that the old man is not in a hurry.

Sure enough, seeing Zhang Xuan making a gesture to leave, the old man was also anxious, and hurriedly left the seat, stepped forward and pulled Zhang Xuan's sleeve and said: "Wait, young people, don't be so impatient, the so-called sky-high price, sit on the ground and pay back!"

Seeing that Zhang Xuan was just smiling and not speaking, the old man thought about it seriously and said, "Let's gather Wenxuan for a maximum of eighty times, if there are more, the son will please!"

Zhang Xuan thought about it and agreed, although eighty times are still insignificant compared to the benefits of the script, but each industry has its own rules. Zhang Xuan believes that even if he goes to a few other stores, he can't sell them at a higher price, forcing people to be anxious, people tear their faces, take their own ideas, and ask someone to write on their behalf, then they are really a chicken and an egg.

Why don't you ask for a share?

I can only say, you think too much! In ancient times, there was no such concept at all.

Seeing Zhang Xuan's agreement, the old man immediately smiled, instructed the man to get the money, and at the same time asked Zhang Xuan for the rest of the chapters and took a rough look.

After reading it, the old man nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Childe is talented, if you have a good script in the future, I also hope that Childe will take the lead in considering us Juwenxuan, the price is easy to say!

The quality of "A Chinese Ghost Story" is really good, and there is no worry about sales at all, and this transaction has made a lot of money. And with the character of an old profiteer, he naturally thinks about next time.

"The price is easy to say, I only talked about eighty times after I wore out my mouth, and the benefits were all earned by you, and I want to have a next time." Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes in his heart, but said with a smile: "Xiaosheng Zhang Xuan, this time because of his poor family, he needs to support his mother, and seeing that the hospital exam is approaching, he will also earn some money by the way." As a last resort, I wrote this book to make money, but in the future, I have to concentrate on scientific research, and I don't plan to write it again. ”

Indeed, it is the right way to serve the country through the imperial examination. However, with the talent of the child, it would be a pity to give up!" the old man looked sorry and his face was full of persuasion.

"You can't make money from me anymore, it's your real pity!" Zhang Xuan sneered in his heart.

After taking the silver coin, Zhang Xuan didn't stay any longer, arched his hand with a smile, thanked him and walked out.

However, he really doesn't plan to sell scripts anymore, as long as he passes the college examination this time and has the fame of Xiucai, he will be awarded the gifted field, and he will naturally not worry about food and clothing at that time.

Now, when others know that he writes books and sells them for money, they will only say that he is filial piety and commendable, and when he has fame and fame, if he is still like this, he will be criticized for being greedy for money and profit, and not doing his job properly.

Eighty copper coins are too much, in order to make Zhang Xuan easy to take, the bookstore replaced it with one hundred taels of silver. Five twenty taels of ingots are also heavy in your pocket.

In a good mood, when Zhang Xuan passed by a few beggars on the side of the road, he would give a few tips by the way.

"Leave thirty taels for wrapping up first, and then tear a piece of cloth for Niang, Bao'er, Uncle Zhong, and Wan'er's mother and daughter to make clothes. Buy a few catties of meat to improve your life, and as for the rest, save it first. Hey!" Zhang Xuan secretly calculated.

Of course, Zhang Xuan did not think about using it to help the poor and earn merit. It's just that I'm afraid of attracting people's eyes, and second, I'm afraid of extraneous branches, which will attract the suspicion of the government, after all, I'm just a white body now. It's better to save it first, and after the imperial examination, you will be able to get the fame of Xiucai, and it will be more practical and convenient to do good deeds in the name of celebration.

Thinking of it, Zhang Xuan first came to the cloth village, pulled a piece of silk for each of the women, and also pulled a piece of linen cloth for Uncle Zhong, this is not that Zhang Xuan is reluctant to buy a good one for Uncle Zhong, but the regulations of the dynasty are limited, and the subordinates who sell themselves can only wear linen clothes.

After tearing the cloth, Zhang Xuan went to the butcher shop to buy meat, went to the rice shop to buy rice, and hired a cart to help transport it.

When he returned home, his mother Li was naturally surprised when she saw this car, and Zhang Xuan had to tell her mother about writing a script to make money.

"Alas, if your father hadn't gone early, you wouldn't have to suffer this!" After the mother sighed for a while, she muttered: "But writing a script is not the right way after all, my son still concentrates on the scientific examination. ”

"Mother rest assured, the child naturally knows the severity, and when the child is successful in the examination this time, he will naturally not write a script. Zhang Xuan hurriedly replied.

"By the way, how is the progress of you and Wan'er, tell you, your mother and I like this girl very much!" Zhang's mother's thinking jumped, so that Zhang Xuan didn't react for a while.

Then, Zhang's mother asked Zhang Xuan to take two pieces of cloth and bring some rice and meat to visit Zhao Wan'er's mother and daughter. Zhang Xuan responded, took the Shu brocade and rice meat bought for Zhao Wan'er's mother and daughter, and came to Wan'er's house.

"It's too expensive to buy so many things, and you often help my family, we don't know how to repay you. In front of the door, Zhao Wan'er said goodbye to Zhang Xuan.

Looking at Zhao Wan'er's cold melon seed face, which was beautiful without powder, Zhang Xuan was in a trance for a while, blurted out, and said, "Then make a promise with your body!"

Hearing this, Zhao Wan'er's cheeks were slightly red, she tilted her head, thought about it carefully, gritted her teeth, and said shyly and firmly: "Okay!"

"What?" Zhang Xuan didn't seem to wake up yet, his expression was a little dazed, and then he looked surprised and asked in disbelief, "Wan'er, what did you say?"

"I said, I'm willing to marry you!" Zhao Wan'er raised her head and looked at Zhang Xuan and said.

Zhang Xuan was stunned by this sudden surprise, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Zhao Wan'er, who was waiting for Zhang Xuan's answer, saw that Zhang Xuan was stunned and didn't speak, and thought that he didn't agree, and the tears of grievance were about to fall. "I'm a girl, and when it comes to this, this nerd is still indifferent!"

"If you don't want to, forget it!" After speaking, Zhao Wan'er turned around and wanted to close the door.

"Wait!" Zhang Xuan grabbed Zhao Wan'er's arm, this cooked duck, how could Zhang Xuan let it fly.

"You said you were willing to marry me?" Zhang Xuan confirmed, and when he saw Wan'er nodded, he even hugged Wan'er's small waist and turned around three times in place excitedly.

"Let me go quickly!" Wan'er said coquettishly, Zhang Xuan still couldn't believe it when he heard the words and let go of the beauty in his arms, and hugged Wan'er's waist tightly, as if he was afraid that as soon as he let go, he would run away. Confirmed again: "Wan'er, are you really willing to marry me?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Wan'er couldn't stand it, and then asked seriously, "Then, do you like me?"

"Of course I like it, I like your beauty and beauty, and I like your kindness and sensibility even more. Zhang Xuan looked at Wan'er with a look of affirmation.

"In that case, then I will promise to marry you. Wan'er exhaled like silk, gritted her little tiger teeth, and showed a cute expression of sacrificing herself to feed the tiger.

"Really, Wan'er, I'm so happy!" Zhang Xuan looked excited.

"Wait, I still have conditions, if you want to marry me, you must agree to my conditions. Seeing Zhang Xuan's heartfelt happiness, Zhao Wan'er also showed a smile.

"I promise, I promise, as long as I can marry Wan'er, I will agree to any conditions!" Zhang Xuan replied without thinking.

"Well, first, I can't be your wife, only your concubine, and second, I won't know to stay with you, and if I want to leave, you can't stop it. As long as you agree to these two conditions, I will marry you. ”

"That's it!" Zhang Xuan frowned. After hearing Wan'er's conditions, Zhang Xuan's fiery heart also cooled down suddenly, "It seems that Wan'er is willing to marry me, and she must have a good feeling, but it is not to the extent that she likes it, and most of it is probably out of the mentality of repaying her gratitude." ”

"Do you have to leave? Isn't that too wronged for you?"

"If you don't agree, I'll say nothing. Zhao Wan'er's face tightened.

"No, I agree!" Zhang Xuan hurriedly replied.

It seems that Wan'er doesn't want to stay by her side for too long, and when she feels that she is finished, she will leave, so she refuses to be her wife, and only needs the status of a concubine.

However, as long as the people who keep you rely on their own means, are they afraid that they will not be able to keep your heart?

"Little sheep, when you are eaten by the big bad wolf, you will find that you can't do without me anymore, hehe!" Zhang Xuan thought secretly.

Then, Zhang Xuan looked at Zhao Wan'er and said, "When I get the Xiucai exam and have fame, I will marry you." ”

In the Dayong Dynasty, ordinary people could not take concubines, only people with meritorious names or official status could take concubines, and the saying of "three wives and four concubines" also came from this. Even those wealthy businessmen, if they marry a child, they can only be called aunts, but their status is higher than that of ordinary maids, and they don't even have the status of concubines.

"Hmm. Zhao Wan'er nodded.

At this time, a touch of afterglow of the setting sun shone on Zhao Wan'er's slightly shy cheeks. Zhang Xuan was dazzled for a while, and couldn't help but speak:

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. A branch of red dew condenses incense, **Wushan is in vain. Wan'er, you are so beautiful!"

Although Wan'er has cultivated since she was a child, she is also a beautiful girl, and she can still understand a poem.

Listening to this poem, which was obviously a praise for herself, Zhao Wan'er felt that the cold Dao heart she had practiced for many years was about to melt, and her eyes couldn't help but be confused.

"Good girl, this is too tempting!" Looking at Wan'er, who was as charming as silk and exhaled like an orchid, he didn't expect that this usually cold and glamorous woman would be so seductive once she showed a shy expression, Zhang Xuan couldn't stand it in his heart.

With a light hand, Zhang Xuan took Zhao Wan'er Lou into his arms, and then under her surprised gaze, he took her cherry mouth in one bite.

Looking at Zhao Wan'er's beautiful eyes, she was surprised, a little angry, and a little hesitant, not knowing whether to refuse, Zhang Xuan felt that she was really cute.

As the sun sets, on the roof of a thatched hut, a man and a woman holding each other are watching the sunset, pulling down two long backs.

You can vaguely hear it from afar: "Wan'er, you and your aunt have lived so hard, with your ability, why don't you get some money?"

"We are not allowed to use magic to cheat money, there will be iniquity. If you want to use the money, you can only earn it yourself. "The sound is crisp and pleasant.

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