Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 303 From now on, the pen name is "Gu Jinliang"

He parked the car and strolled into the bookstore.

The size of the bookstore is small, small and crowded, just like the old street.But the display in the bookstore made He Ping feel fresh and new. It was completely different from the tall counters of Xinhua Bookstore in this era. The bookshelves used in this bookstore were the same as those in later generations to display books.

And when He Ping saw the titles on the bookshelf, he fell in love with it!
"The Eight Parts of the Dragon", "The Legend of the Dragon Slayer", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Lonely Walk", "The Record of the Ranger", "The Legend of the Great Banner Heroes", "The Legend of the Female Emperor"...

He Ping is now like a lazy man who has been a bachelor for 30 years and sees a young lady in black silk, his eyes are like beasts.

Amount drops!Amount drops!It's all the amount!

With trembling hands, he caressed the set of brand-new martial arts novels on the bookshelf, like stroking a rare treasure, for fear of accidentally breaking it.

"Boss, boss!" After being intoxicated for a moment, He Ping yelled impatiently.

"Hello, sir. Is there anything I need?" The owner of the bookstore is in his 40s, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, looks very refined, and speaks with a mouthful of scum-like plastic ordinary hair.

"Wrap up all the books for me, I want them all." He Ping's words were bold, like going to a bathhouse to order twenty technicians.

The glasses owner pushed the frame, "Little brother, which book do you want?"

"What book, I mean all of them."

The eye boss looked at He Ping in surprise, "You want all of them?"

"Yup!"

The boss of the eyes smiled, and took out a book from the bookshelf, "Little brother, the price of our books here is slightly higher than outside."

While talking, he handed He Ping a copy of "Flying Knife, See Flying Knife Again".

He Ping took a look and the price was 10 yuan.

"Boss, isn't your price too high?" He Ping squinted at the boss. He wanted to fill a cup, but the boss didn't follow the routine.

Domestic books are sold on a gross basis these days, but it's changed with him.

The boss of the eyes explained very patiently: "Little brother, take a look at the publisher of this book. They were all published over the sea, and I recited them one by one from there. It's like a child without deceit."

He Ping took a closer look and found that the publishing house wrote the word "Hanlin". There must be no publishing house with this name here in this era, and it really came from the other side of the sea.

There are at least two or three thousand books on these shelves, and it's not that He Ping can't afford them at this price, but it's just not necessary.

Reading for entertainment, why bother to be so serious?
After some "deliberate consideration", He Ping felt that he should not lose his mind by playing with things, and that he needed to study moderately, "Well, give me a set of the Condor Shooting Trilogy."

It was rare for Boss Eyes to see such a forthright guest as He Ping, and he happily packed books for him.

While paying the bill, He Ping chatted with the eye boss.

It turns out that the boss's name is Jiang Yongan, who is from Xiangjiang and used to be a publishing house.

The two chatted for a while, and the boss Jiang Yongan saw that He Ping's conversation was completely different from the people in the mainland of this era, even more open than the young people he saw in Xiangjiang, and he had a good impression of He Ping.

"Then why did you come to us to open a bookstore?"

Jiang Yongan sighed, "The past is unbearable!"

When He Ping heard it, hey!There is a story. He scanned the surrounding area, but it was a pity that there was no little Maza.

"It seems that my brother is also a person with a story!"

Jiang Yongan didn't seem to want to talk much, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

Seeing this, He Ping took out a ticket from his pocket to settle the bill. The three sets of novels cost him 140 yuan, and He Ping felt his hands were shaking.

Publishing is too fucking profitable these days!
Meeting Jiang Yong'an, the owner of the bookstore today, He Ping's thinking has broadened a lot. How much money can he make by selling serious literature, and he has to sell "leisure books".

The same book sells for two or three cents in the interior, and ten or eight yuan for the one from the sea.

If he remembers correctly, many martial arts novels from Hong Kong and Taiwan will spread to the mainland in a few years, and then many publishing houses will publish these popular martial arts novels without any copyright and earn a lot of money income.

When many novels cost [-] or [-] cents a book, the price of these martial arts novels without copyright can be bought for [-], [-] cents or [-] yuan, which is a business that is absolutely worthless.

We have all time-traveled, so we definitely can’t engage in such embarrassing acts of “piracy”, but there is nothing wrong with playing around the edges.

What about "Legend of the Bow and the Condor Heroes", "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", and Quan Yong Guyu, all arrangements can be made for him.

Well, it's not ashamed!
He has firmly established this path in his heart, and he must supervise Liang Yuejin and Brother Zhenkai well when he returns home. How can he miss this kind of opportunity?

My later generations have read many martial arts novels of good quality in the mainland, and I will give them a sample when I go back. The pen name is Gu Jinliang. Don’t ask why they are sorted in this way, just count the strokes.

Still the same sentence, rubbing the face of the master is not ashamed.

And what He Ping is even more curious about is how this old brother Jiang memorized so many books. This year is not like later generations, and it is not easy to pass the test.

He Ping was full of curiosity about Jiang Yongan, the owner of a bankrupt publishing house, and maybe he could help him a little bit.

I just met today, so I'm sure I'm a little wary. I'll come here a few more times during this period, and I'll be able to figure out the situation when I get to know each other better.

He Ping went out with more than ten volumes of martial arts novels, got into the car and left, and after returning to the dormitory, he lay on the bed leisurely and read novels.

After dinner in the evening, there was the sound of employees laughing and fighting in the corridor. He Ping was completely concentrated in the book and didn't hear it at all, so he didn't know when Hong Qi and the others came in.

"Brother He Ping, what book are you reading?"

Hong Qi and the others saw He Ping lying down reading a book, and there were many books with colorful covers scattered on the bed, so they picked them up and took a look.

Unexpectedly, after looking at these two eyes, I couldn't move my eyes away.

The people behind noticed Hong Qi's reaction, and also came over, "What are you looking at, so fascinated."

This is what Xu Haishan saw when he came to He Ping's dormitory.

Several people sat, stood, or leaned on each other, each holding a book in his hand, reading it engrossedly, and did not respond to the movement of the outside world at all.

"What are you doing?" Xu Haishan leaned over to take a look, and his eyes froze.

The whole dormitory fell into a strange silence until He Ping pulled away from the book.

The last time I read Jin Yong's martial arts novels was when I was in high school. Although I often watched Jin Yong's martial arts movies and TV series, I basically didn't have the heart to read the novels.

I bought a few of the classics this time, and they really seem to be addictive.

Huh?When did so many people come to the dormitory?
(End of this chapter)