Houmen's concubine

Wang Tong'er didn't want to call the novel "Journey to the West". She was worried that if she was seen by a traveler like herself, wouldn't she be exposed?

After that, think about it or forget it, even if the title of the book is changed, the content is still there!

Wang Tonger remembered from this "Journey to the West" that so many people like to write fiction, because they can shamelessly transfer the wisdom of their ancestors and make it their own, hehe!It's quite peaceful...

After lunch, Wang Tonger took Xiaoyan to the bookstore.

When she arrived at the door of the bookstore and raised her eyes to see the vigorous "Shenyu Bookstore", Wang Tong'er still had a sense of accomplishment.

This is my first industry in ancient times.

"The young master is here!" Wang Shoudao greeted Wang Tong'er happily when he saw Wang Tong'er. He originally wanted to bring the account books back to Qin's house for Wang Tong'er to have a look at, but he didn't expect the young master to come.

The accountant Mr. Li Yuansheng temporarily borrowed didn't come over every day, but it happened to be at the account desk today to record the accounts for the past few days.

Wang Shoudao led Wang Tonger to the accounting room, and introduced to Wang Tonger, "This is Mr. Zhou."

Wang Tonger saw that the person in front of him was a tall, thin man in his 50s with a white beard. Before Wang Tonger could say anything, that Mr. Zhou stopped the "crackling" abacus in his hand, and said to Wang Tonger: "I have seen you!" Young Master Qin."

Wang Tong'er politely returned the salute to him: "Mr. Zhou has worked hard."

Mr. Zhou took out the account book from the desk drawer and handed it to Wang Tonger, who then sat on the square stool next to the account desk and carefully read the account book.

Well, it seems that the business is going well, and the profit is not bad.

The main profit comes from this "Journey to the West" and the books sold downstairs.

The upstairs reading room is not for profit at all, and this is also Wang Tonger's original intention, to do a meager effort for the disciples of the slightly poor family.

"Excuse me, when will the follow-up of this "Journey to the West" come out?"

Wang Tong'er heard the voice of customers inquiring about from the shop assistants, and Wang Shoudao said from the side: "Master, since this "Journey to the West" was printed, the supply is in short supply, and customers come to inquire about the sequel every day."

"How many copies were printed in total?"

"There are 610 copies, and the workers are still working overtime to print them. Master, let me go to the printing workshop first."

"Okay, you tell them to keep the quality and quantity. If the book sells well, there will be bonuses."

Wang Shoudao: Bonus?Prizes and gold are definitely rewards.

"Okay, young master, I'll go tell them now."

Wang Tonger looked at the account books of the past two months, and estimated that she would not be able to read them all in one or two hours, so she said to Mr. Zhou: "Mr. Zhou, I will not hinder you from doing the accounts. In the evening, you ask Xiaoxue to take the account books back. Look, bring it back tomorrow."

"All right, young master, please be busy."

Uh?Where is Xiaoxue?
Why haven't I seen her since I came in for a long time?
The business downstairs is really good, and several shop assistants greet customers without stopping.

Wang Tong'er walked down the stairs to the second floor. The five four-immortal tables on the second floor were full of people, and there were many guests standing beside the bookshelf, holding books in their hands and reading.

Four people sit at one table, and twenty people sit at five tables.

I didn't expect so many customers to come to study in the morning, but the place is still too small.

However, Wang Tonger is not planning to expand.

The reason is, of course, that he has already made up his mind to go to the capital, and Wang Shoudao should be able to manage the small-scale book shop.

It's just that recruiting Mr. Accountant is a top priority and cannot be postponed any longer.

"Master, you are here!" Wang Tong'er was looking around, Xiaoxue excitedly moved her little face to Wang Tong'er, and whispered.

"Cher?"

Seeing Xiaoxue coming, Wang Tonger said to her with emotion: "There are so many people reading today."

"That's right, because the township exam is coming up in a few days, and some scholars who came from other places to catch the exam are studying here."

"Oh, I said why there are so many guests!"

"Master, there are many customers who usually read books, and 34 monthly tickets have been sold!" Xiaoxue said proudly.

Those who bought monthly tickets, some came to read books in the morning, and some came in the afternoon.

The average per capita is one penny a day, which is almost free. Who doesn’t want to read books every day?
"Young master, the servant girl will take you to the writing workshop."

"Row."

Xiaoxue hurriedly led Wang Tong'er through the crowd of people reading to the attic next to the back door.

This attic is facing the street with windows made of glass, so the lighting is very good.

There were five literati sitting inside, concentrating on writing something while meditating, completely oblivious to the fact that there were two more people in the room.

Looking up, Wang Tong'er noticed a gray bearded man, maybe 40 years old, with a thin body, wearing a long gown that had been washed and turned gray, and was patched, sitting under the window squinting, reviewing the manuscript he had written.

Seeing her looking over, Xiaoxue hurriedly introduced: "This is Gu Xiucai."

When they heard the voice, they looked up, "It's the master!" One of the scholars put down his pen first, stood up and said hello to Wang Tong'er.

On the opening day, they saw with their own eyes the handsome and handsome young boss singing a song in front of the bookstore.

Eh!That singing is really the song of the gods!
"Gu Yiming has seen the master." "Li Hong has seen the master..." The five scholars bowed their hands to Wang Tong'er.

"Everyone has worked hard!"

"I'm here today, if you have any questions or if you don't understand the plot of the story, tell me, and I'll discuss it with you."

Wang Tong'er didn't plan to do this at first, it was a temporary idea, and I sold it to them for half a day today. After today, I have to sit in the study and never go out again, so as to welcome the subsequent rural examination with full energy.

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Two days later, it was the day when Qin Yu raised his coffin.

Wang Tong'er and Xiaoxue Madam Xu took the sacrifices to the small courtyard on Zucchini Street, and after paying homage to Qin Yu, they lifted the coffin and transported it to their hometown in Qingzhou.

Taking advantage of the night, Xiao Yan dug up Qin Yu's grave. The coffin was made of high-quality nanmu, which hadn't deteriorated at all.

Several people worked together to fasten it with thick hemp rope, and then lifted the coffin onto the open carriage with a pole, tied it firmly with thick hemp rope, and covered the coffin tightly with linoleum paper.Nanny Xu pasted the talisman painted on yellow paper on the coffin and the shaft of the carriage that Mr. Yin Yang gave her, and put two other talismans for Xiaoyan to stuff into her arms...

The night is thick, the surroundings are silent, and even the moonlight is hidden behind the dark clouds...
Xiaoyan drove the carriage to Qingzhou overnight alone!
Seeing the carriage carrying Qin Yu's coffin leave, Madam Xu and Xiaoxue cried again...

Just as their master and servant were about to leave, there was a creaking sound from the door of the dilapidated courtyard next door, and a person was holding a wind lantern to shine on them, and asked, "What's the matter? Do you need help?"