Tang Dynasty Mingyue Song Dynasty Pass

Chapter 15 The Legend of Sui and Tang Dynasties

The Jiangnan water town, with gentle drizzle and rippling water, is a standard scenery.

In the early morning, the rain stopped, and in the early morning after the clearing, it seemed that many tender grasses and willow reds were born at once.

After a night, it is still the Jiangnan country with small bridges and flowing water, apricot flowers and spring rain; the southern Tangshan River with light clouds and light wind and the sound of oars and lights; perhaps the Qinhuai and Jinling capitals in the west, where merchants gather and sing and dance; Cui and Chaohuan spent another night in the indulgence of the banquet.

Su Chen doesn't know how the current situation of Jinling's small court has changed, and he only cares about how his business will be today!

After he got up, he stretched in the yard, and then went to the kitchen to see that the saponified material had been completed. He put salt into the pot and stirred it to fully dissolve the salt and promote the coagulation of the soap base.

This process still takes several hours, so after Su Chen was busy with this matter, he went out as agreed to bring Old Man Zhang the manuscript of the first chapter of the Sui and Tang Romance.

The original author of this "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" is Chu Renhuo.There are one hundred chapters in the whole book, and it is a novel with the dual nature of heroic legend and historical romance.Taking the peasant uprising at the end of the Sui Dynasty as the background of the story, it tells a historical romance between the collapse of the Sui Dynasty and the establishment of the Tang Dynasty.It is not only a vernacular novel in ancient China, but also a classic legendary hero that interprets the historical situation and sings praises.

When he was a child, Su Chen had heard the version of the famous storyteller Mr. Tian, ​​and he liked it very much. He thought it was very suitable for the Southern Tang Dynasty at the end of the Five Dynasties. After all, the Tang Dynasty was just over a few decades ago. Many historical figures and people still have impressions. It can inject the masculinity of a hero and hero into the gentle and graceful Southern Tang Dynasty.

However, it is impossible for Chu Renhuo to write down the exact same version, so he can only write down the main lines of the story based on his impressions.

It is strange to say that due to the fusion of soul power around the millennium, the brain waves have become thicker than ordinary people, and the memory is much better than that of the previous life. Many books that I have read in the past life and the papers I have read in this life can be clearly written down. .

Although it is early in the morning, the city has recovered. Many workers have already gone to work. Some street vendors selling cakes and breakfast are jumping on poles or pushing wooden reels through the streets.

"Cooking cakes - delicious cooking cakes -"

"Yapear! Crispy pears—"

The strange combination of one big and one small passed by the alley, making Su Chen stop for a while before leaving with a wry smile.

The Guanhe Bridge is on the Guanhe River, the river is gurgling, and there are a lot of willow leaves that were accidentally knocked off by the spring rain last night. Still excellent.

When Su Chen arrived at the agreed bridgehead location, Zhang Dachuan was already waiting here.

"Mr. Su, early!"

"Uncle Zhang, you came early."

"It's not early, it's just a moment..." Zhang Dachuan said very politely, with a smile on his face, but in fact, he came to wait here by the bridge before dawn, for fear that he would miss Young Master Su Yixuan when he came to the party.

Su Chen didn't think much about it, he took out three stacks of paper and said, "This is a manuscript!"

"Let the old man appreciate his masterpiece!" Zhang Dachuan rubbed his hands together, excited and excited to take it over.

Su Chen handed it to him. It was a bit strange. He felt that this old man had passed by overnight, and he seemed to be very respectful and overly enthusiastic!

It seems that he was suffocated by the dilemma of not having a good storybook.

"The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, um, the name is very good! Oh, there is a poem at the beginning! Mang moved Liu Xiang because of his stepfather, and he took care of Jiao Er to overthrow the Han family. Since ancient times, treacherous men have been the same, don't change the state and the country like flowers... It's good, By the way!"

Su Chen didn't want to waste time here, he waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can take it back and recite it, and then think about how to interpret it and tell the feeling. This is a legendary novel in a historical background, and many characters are fictional. It can't be true!"

Zhang Dachuan smiled like a chrysanthemum: "In terms of performance storytelling, we have a solid foundation and there is no problem, please rest assured, sir, we will go back today to get familiar with and rehearse, and we will be able to tell stories tomorrow!"

"That's right, you can take the manuscript. You can make another copy at home, but when I get it back next time, I will replace the content with me." Su Chen didn't want the manuscript to be revealed, and waited for the next print. Book use, save yourself writing it again.

"Understood, this is written by the young master in his own hand. After the old man writes it down, it will never be passed on!"

"Then look forward to your storytelling fire!" After Su Chen finished speaking, he waved his hand away, very free and easy.

Seeing him leaving, Zhang Dachuan didn't leave immediately, but crouched under the bridge and couldn't wait to read it first. After a while, he sighed: "What a talented Jinling Su Yixuan!"

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When Su Chen returned home, Linger had already made breakfast, and it was still ballast porridge and pickles. She barely ate a bowl, and started to carry the candied gourd selling pole, and went to the street to sell candied gourd. goods.

With yesterday's best-selling, Tanghulu has gained a lot of popularity in the children's circle in the Xicao City area.

When he arrived, many children rushed to buy it.

"Two strings of ten words!"

"Tie Zhu and I bought two bunches—"

"You are all smart children, and you have taken advantage of them again. In the future, you will all be the material for advocating people!" Su Chen praised with a smile.

Seeing that the candied haws are still selling well today, Yang Linger's worries finally subsided, standing aside to help collect the money, watching the bronze coins rushing into her pocket, she pursed her lips and couldn't smile.

In one day, more than 130 strings were sold, and the revenue was about 680 yuan, which was sold out by the afternoon.

"Why don't you buy [-] or [-] bunches of candied haws at one time today!" Su Chen looked around, but he didn't show up like the one who packed dozens of candied haws at one time yesterday.

If Bai Susu heard these words, she would be very angry.

Kindness to help you, but also regarded as a big head!

Under the setting sun, Su Chen carried the money bag and took Yang Linger to the rice shop, where he bought ten catties of rice, cut a few catties of meat, and took it home.

I can finally improve my life, and I don't have to eat porridge.

Su Chen checked the accounts. In the past two days, he had made consistent money. After deducting the cost of about [-] yuan, the profit was roughly estimated to be [-] yuan.

After subtracting the 120 Wen for buying soap materials and the dozens of Wen for buying meat and rice at night, we are left with [-] Wen.

"It would be nice if there wasn't the huge sum of money owed by those five hundred kuai." Su Chen sighed softly. Compared with the hundreds of kuai, the difference was a thousand times.

"Brother Su Chen, the soap paste in the pot... it's a lump." Ling'er ran over to remind him.

"Okay, it's time to cut into pieces!"

Su Chen took out the soap and put it in the model box containing the soap. It was fist-sized, rectangular in shape, with warped edges on both sides. After it was slowly solidified and formed, it could be used.

"Any clothes to wash? Take a piece and use it!"

"No, it's too expensive, it's all made of money!" Yang Linger waved her hand, a little reluctant.

She could see clearly that these ten pieces of soap cost more than 100 renminbi each, and she was reluctant to use them for about ten renminbi each.

Su Chen said: "Little family! You're not good at thinking of the bottom of the poor, we will become the richest man in Runzhou in the future, first set a small goal of [-]! You are reluctant to use a piece of soap, what big things can you do with your brother, let you Take it and use it, you can use it."

"Ten thousand, too many!" Yang Ling'er was taken aback.

"That's just a small goal!" Su Chen was full of confidence. Since soap was a rare commodity, only he had it here, so he planned to set a price for each soap of [-] yuan and sell it to the wealthy squires.

Yang Linger went to get two dirty clothes according to the words, put them in the wooden basin, soaked them in water, and washed them with soap a few times. .

Seeing the actual effect, Su Chen nodded with satisfaction: "It's not bad, it can be put into mass production. It seems that I will buy a few more iron pans tomorrow."

In the next step, Su Chen plans to use vegetable oil to replace lard, and then add other spices and musk to make more exquisite, scented, and good-touch soaps. At that time, it will be 1000 yuan each, and if it can be sold for [-] yuan, the debt will be repaid. .

However, whether there are a thousand customers willing to buy expensive soap, Su Chen is not sure yet. When the soap is made, he will consider the marketing plan.

(End of this chapter)