Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 14

Su Chen ordered a few drinks and waited patiently at the corner of the door when he left the restaurant. Sure enough, not long after, the storyteller took his grandson and left the restaurant.

"Old man, walk slowly, I have a few words to say!" Su Chen stepped forward.

"Who are you?" The storyteller turned around in amazement.

Su Chen said, "I was in the Fan's restaurant just now. After listening to your story, I have some ideas and plan to chat with each other."

Seeing that he was dressed as a scholar, well-mannered, and somewhat learned, the old man didn't dare to neglect him, and cupped his hands: "Young master is polite, the old man's surname is Zhang, and his name is Zhang Dachuan. I don't know what the master ordered?"

Su Chen said, "Excuse me, sir, do you have any new words for this story?"

The old man shook his head and said ashamedly: "I am ashamed to say it, the old man has limited knowledge, and he has finished what he can say. He has repeated it several times, but the effect is not good. I plan to leave Runzhou and go south by the end of the month. already."

Su Chen thought that it was just right, and it was always easier to promote cooperation than icing on the cake.

"Sir, let's chat as we walk."

"That's good!" Old man Zhang saw that the young master was knowledgeable and did not look like a playboy, so he relaxed his guard, dragged his grandson and followed Su Chen down the street, and continued to go north.

"As for me, I usually like to hear about books, and I also like to write legendary stories and strange novels, which can be used as a storybook for the old gentleman to write about!"

"You can write a script?" Old Man Zhang was surprised.

Since the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties have been around for hundreds of years, a lot of poetry and songs have been circulated, but there are not many legends. First, many literati and writers feel that the words are vulgar words, written by very few people, and they are for rural villagers. , What people without culture can read and listen to, can't be in the hall of elegance, it's not as good as the lyrics.

Second, there are already thinking patterns and rules for writing poems.Legendary novels are not yet established, and the Sui and Tang dynasties have controlled the speech of ghosts and ghosts, so the development of legendary novels is still slow.

Not to mention that the old man Zhang had little contact with, even people in the upper class, there were not many small talk books that he could contact, and there were very few circulating and hymns in the market.

Su Chen nodded and said, "Yes, I prefer this one, so I wrote some."

Zhang Dachuan's eyes brightened after hearing the words, and he seemed to have guessed the other party's intention, and said: "Can the old man borrow it, if it can be used, we can pay for the phone book, although we don't have much money, but we can find colleagues to contribute together, Buy it together.”

Su Chen smiled and said: "Well, I will give you a manuscript of the text book tomorrow, you can see if it can be used. If so, we can cooperate, but there is no need to pay the commission in advance for the acquisition. I only need to share the profit, you can use The content of my words, the money I make every day is divided equally with me."

"This..." Zhang Dachuan pondered for a while, and it was quite a lot to split half of it, unless the content of the book was really good and the income could be increased, it would be worthwhile.

"Then you have to read the content before you can decide. If the story is not popular, half of the profit will be deducted from the restaurant after the book is spoken, and half of it will be split with you. I'm afraid it won't be enough to make ends meet here."

Su Chen Chengzhu was shaking his hand and said, "You can rest assured, this storytelling should be able to arouse the audience's interest, and it is possible to earn more than a thousand dollars a day. For the same chapter, you can say it once in the afternoon and once in the afternoon. Wait until the next day to talk about new content, and continue to talk, the audience will become more and more."

"Oh, there are many chapters?"

"Yes, it is twenty or thirty times the volume of the short story you are talking about now. It can be stretched to form a fan effect."

What kind of fans, old man Zhang doesn't understand, but because of its large size, it can indeed attract more audiences and come to listen often.

"Then try it first? The old man can't wait to see the content of the book."

"Alright, tomorrow morning, let's meet at the Guanhe Bridge in front of you." Su Chen said.

"Okay!" Zhang Dachuan nodded in agreement, and asked one more question: "I don't know the name of the son Gao?"

"Su ... Yixuan!" Su Chen didn't want to say his name for the time being, lest the other party heard that he was a scoundrel, owed a huge debt to others, and linked him to an unreliable ruffian.

"It's Young Master Su!" Zhang Dachuan handed over subconsciously.

"See you tomorrow!" Su Chen waved his hand, ignoring the false ceremony, and wanted to rush back to make candied haws and study the soap processing method.

Zhang Dachuan looked at Su Chen's retreating back, and suddenly, subconsciously, he asked: "What is Su?"

"Grandpa, it's Su Yixuan!" The grandson next to him remembered it.

"Could he be Su Yixuan who wrote "Qu Yuguan"? The Jinling genius whom Bai Susu, the young lady of the Bai family, loves?" Zhang Dachuan was immediately excited when he thought of this. Since he can write the lyrics that will be passed down to later generations, he must have written the lyrics. It won't be much worse, this time I really hit the big luck.

"Grandpa, what is Qu Yuguan?" The child still didn't understand.

"Don't ask more, don't tell anyone about this matter, and don't reveal the name of this son, otherwise, this son will easily be poached by others, and we won't be able to make a lot of money." Zhang Dachuan was also very shrewd and subconsciously planned Cover up the news and just let your grandfather and grandson know about it, so as not to be poached by peers.

.........

When Su Chen returned home, Linger had already sorted out the baskets of seedless mountain fruit, very serious.

"Brother Su Chen, you're back." Yang Ling'er was very happy, she stood up and ran over to meet him. Seeing that he was carrying a lot of things, she asked curiously, "What are these?"

"Materials for making soap." Su Chen said simply, no matter how much, she couldn't understand.

"Then...what about these wines?"

"Put it in a different dendrobium, I'll use it later!"

After explaining this, Su Chen began to think about the principle of making soap when he was doing experiments in high school.

The materials are complete, including lard, salt, lime alkali and so on.

In the first step of stirring, add water to an idle pot, and add alkali at the same time. After the alkali is completely dissolved, add oil, continue to heat and continue to stir.

The second step is saponification. After the ingredients in the pot are boiled, use a small fire to continue heating, and keep stirring to fully saponify the oil. This process takes a long time, even a whole day.

Su Chen instructed Ling'er to add some wood to the stove from time to time, the fire could not be broken, and then wait for it to saponify by itself.He turned around and started making candied haws. This was his most direct profit-making project in the early stage. He needed to keep doing it and have enough funds to invest in soap and brewing projects.

Otherwise, there is no financial support, and there is no material to make it, and it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Busy until the evening, Ling'er cooked porridge with porridge, radish root pickles, and dealt with it like this.

"Just eat this?"

"Brother Su Chen, there is nothing else at home..."

"..." Su Chen was speechless.

He couldn't swallow it, but Yang Linger ate very deliciously. Maybe it's because she has been starving for the past two years. At the age of 12, Xiao Nizi is not tall, only 1.3 meters four, relatively small She is petite and has dark skin, but fortunately, she has exquisite facial features, double eyelids, and black and white pupils, which are very lively and energetic.

"When the money is sold tomorrow, you can go buy ten catties of rice, weigh a few catties of meat, as well as vegetables, seasonings, etc. We have to improve our lives, and we will see that you are thin." Su Chen felt a little distressed.

Yang Linger said, "Brother Su Chen, we still need to save money to pay off the debt."

Su Chen shook his head and laughed: "I don't care about that, only if we eat well and full will we have the energy to work and earn five hundred kuai as soon as possible!"

"Alright then." Yang Ling'er was a little reluctant, but she still couldn't beat Su Chen.

"After washing the dishes, come to study in the study!" Su Chen was very interested in Linger's study and study, and if he didn't care about it, he would become illiterate in the future, how could he marry into a good family.

At night, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River is coming, the rain gurgling outside, falling on the banana leaves in the courtyard, making a crisp echo.

In the study, the lights were like beans, Yang Linger sat at the table and read carefully, while Su Chen next to him was writing and writing the first chapter of "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties": The Sui Lord raises troops to replace Chen, and the King of Jin wins the succession.

(End of this chapter)