Houmen's concubine

Fortunately, the storefront I bought was not very big, so I didn't expand the scale of the bookstore. Otherwise, after I left, I couldn't find a good shopkeeper who was good at running it, so I probably had to sell it.

This is the first industry I started in ancient times.

Uh?Wang Tonger thought of something in her mind, patted her forehead with her little hand, and the thatched cottage suddenly opened up: When I go to the capital, I will open another bookstore, and I will still look for handwritten scripts. Wouldn't it be enough if the bookshops continued to print and sell them?

chain store?These three words suddenly appeared in Wang Tong'er's mind.

That's right, it's like opening a chain store in Qinzhou.

Nothing is more important than making money.

In other words, Wang Tong'er is very confident about whether she can win the exam.

She is full of confidence that she will be able to go to high school!

It's just the ranking, it doesn't matter, as long as you can go to high school, not the last one.

However, it has always been difficult to pass the Jinshi exam.It is said that some dynasties passed the exam at the age of 40 or [-], and colleagues can call them "young and promising".

Therefore, she was still uncertain about whether she could be a Jinshi.

At this time, the night rain that had been brewing for a long time outside fell, the night light was dim, the courtyard was quiet, and the shadows were sparse and windy.

As the saying goes, one autumn rain and one cold.

Fortunately, it didn't rain during the exam, otherwise, those poor candidates would probably have suffered a lot.

Wang Tong'er lit a lamp and walked into the small study room, and sat on the armchair in front of the desk by the window. At this moment, the drip was leaking, and the time was silent. Buying a shop, buying a house, and so on for future planning.Tired of writing, I lightly kneaded the wrist holding the pen a few times. The handwriting is even more delicate and beautiful. It can be seen that it took a lot of effort to practice.

Suddenly there was thunderous thunder, and the water in the lake was dripping, which made her little hand tremble in shock, and the forehand was holding a purple hair hanging in the air, and a drop of ink fainted on the rice paper...

She stood up and walked to the window, the window wood was wet, and the eaves were dripping with water.It was raining at night outside, Wang Tong'er stood by the window, let her mood diverge.

When I got up in the morning, the autumn rain that stopped the thunder was still falling continuously.

At dawn, Qin Baozhen walked in holding an oil-paper umbrella.

As soon as he came in, he saw Xiao Cong and asked softly, "Is the young master awake?"

He was afraid that his voice would affect his son's rest.

"Master, Xiao Cong has seen the master." Xiao Cong just ordered people to clean up the water splashed in by the rain from the eaves with a broom. just woke up,"

Before Xiao Cong finished speaking, Qin Baozhen ran quickly to Wang Tonger's bedroom, shouting as he ran, "Son, son..."

Xiao Cong:······

After reacting, he immediately said loudly: "Master, young master got up early and went to Li Ji Teahouse to discuss matters with Li Dong's family, and then went to the bookstore!"

"what?"

Qin Baozhen stopped in his tracks, and felt distressed immediately: My son has worked so hard!
"Li Zhong, go to the kitchen and tell them to make more of the young master's favorite dishes for lunch."

Qin Baozhen plans to have a good meal with his son today, drink a glass of old wine, and comfort his son for his hard work in the exam.

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Wang Tong'er plans to go to the capital to open not only a larger bookstore, but also a theater.

She had been to Liji Teahouse before, and saw that the building on the second floor of his house met the standards for opening a theater.As long as it is slightly improved, it will be a unique new theater building.

So she didn't eat breakfast, and ordered Xiuyun to bring a pen and paper to the second floor of Liji Teahouse with Xiaoyan, draw a simple drawing of the second floor of his house, and bring it to the capital, and ask the craftsmen to follow the drawing According to the plan, build a novel theater building combining ancient and modern.By the way, have breakfast and listen to a little song to relax for an hour...

Since Wang Tong'er left early, the storyteller downstairs hasn't arrived yet.There was still an empty private room on the second floor, and he brought Xiuyun and Xiao Yan into the private room. The shop waiter, who had always had a good service attitude, grinned and bowed and asked, "Guest officer, what do you order for breakfast?"

The shop waiter was just recruited, so he didn't dare to look up at Wang Tong'er's face, he was worried that he would blind his own eyes, he had never seen such a beautiful person since he was born in the womb!

Although Wang Tong'er has been to Liji Teahouse twice, not everyone in the teahouse has seen her, so it's not surprising that the servants in front of her don't know her.

"I'll order three crepe wontons, two plates of jujube cake and golden crisps, and two more soup dumplings with mushrooms and crab roe." Wang Tonger knew that Xiao Yan must have a bigger appetite than herself and Xiuyun, so she ordered a few more.

"Okay! Guest officer, please wait for a moment." The shop waiter agreed, and glanced enviously at Xiaoyan and Xiuyun who were sitting and standing.

The waiter in the shop knows that when the master eats, the servants can only stand there and stare at him, how can it be that this young master not only orders the servants, but also makes her sit, tsk tsk!Blessed are the servants who follow this young master!

In fact, Wang Tong'er didn't treat Xiuyun as a real person in the first place. She wanted Xiuyun from her cheap father not to serve her, but because she couldn't bear the ill-fated Xiuyun being bullied by the domineering Qin Jingjing.

In addition, the cheap father still doesn't protect her, and with a new mistress in the future, Xiuyun's life is not known how difficult it will be.

Taking advantage of this gap, Wang Tonger spread out the rice paper, and gently traced the picture on the rice paper with a simple homemade pen.

She didn't dare to write hard, this rice paper is not a modern paper, it can withstand writing and drawing with a hard nib.

Rice paper will be scratched as long as the pen tip is slightly applied. Therefore, without matching paper, it is impossible to write with a hard pen. It can only be used for simple drawing or marking, like pinyin for traditional characters that I did not know before. letter.

When Wang Tonger was not so smooth when holding a brush in hand, Xiao Xiao thought about using gold, silver or jade instead of a pen tip to make a simple pen for writing. Later, he found that rice paper is not a modern paper that can withstand writing with a hard tip.

Therefore, she knew that no matter what it is, it must be used with matching products, rather than just relying on her own imagination.

"It's really a good nephew, why don't you say hello to uncle?"

Wang Tong'er had just drawn a simple picture of the indoor buildings on the second floor, and before she could put it away, Li Yuansheng, who pushed the door in front of him, blamed him.

"Good morning, Uncle!" Wang Tong'er stood up and grinned at Li Yuansheng, saying hello first.

well!Seeing Wang Tonger's beautiful smile like a peach or plum, Li Yuansheng swallowed what he wanted to say.

As soon as he came out of the study on the third floor, he heard two little servant girls talking in a low voice: "Xiaodong, was it Young Master Qin who just went in?"