I read miscellaneous books to become a sun god

Chapter 42 Book Treasure Merchant Ship, Ancient Book

Early the next morning, Gu Sheng took Yan Ruyu to the pier directly. He and Yan Ruyu had visited Dongshi several times, but this was the first time he had visited this pier.

Stretching for several miles, there are big ships that can withstand the waves of the sea, especially some of the big ships with a length of more than [-] meters, which are as high as pavilions and are extremely spectacular.

It is hard to imagine that a wooden ship can be built so large, it is twice the size of Zheng He's treasure ship in the previous life, like a giant beast.

It is said that there are sea beasts in the sea with a length of [-] meters, and only such a large sea ship can barely resist the attack of sea beasts.

However, there is no need for such a large ship in the offshore. If you sail all the way along the coastline, an ordinary wooden boat of one or two thousand materials can travel, so the offshore waterway is extremely important.

The battle between the Qinglong Gang and the Hai Gang this time is because of the offshore waterway.

After finding the place where Shubao Merchant's sea-going ships were moored, they saw several large ships hundreds of meters long parked there, several carriages parked below, and several men with the appearance of gentry got out of the cars and boarded the ships.

Seeing Gu Sheng, the staff of Shubao Chamber of Commerce immediately greeted him with smiles on their faces.

Gu Sheng took out the wooden sign and said, "Which ship are the old books on?"

"This way." The staff of the chamber of commerce smiled even more, leading Gu Sheng and the two towards the other boat.

Most of the buyers of second-hand books are big customers, and the price of many second-hand books can be multiplied by tens or hundreds of times, and even some rare copies and editions can be sold for hundreds of taels to thousands of taels of silver.

Of the five ships that came this time, used books accounted for only one, but the profit was nearly half.

"What's on that boat?" Gu Sheng turned his head to look at the boat that a few people boarded just now.

"My lord, on that boat is this year's new poetry book, where you can find all the best poems and lyrics from all over the world this year."

"Oh!" Gu Sheng thought about it for a moment. The Book Treasure Chamber of Commerce can collect poems from all over the world, and its influence is not small.

However, there are a large number of new works such as poems, picture books, and novels every year. On the contrary, the number of travel notes is much smaller, and there may not be one in a year or two.

"Please, sir." The people from the chamber of commerce led Gu Sheng onto the boat, and immediately two beautiful women who were not more than sixteen or seventeen years old and dressed in light gauze greeted them, one with warm water and the other with a towel.

Gu Sheng knew what it meant at a glance, washed his hands and dried them, and then followed into the cabin.

The interior of the cabin is covered with precious dragon's blood wood, the walls are inlaid with night pearls as light sources, there are thick furs under the feet, and the smell of incense is in the air.

This luxury alone makes people feel that the strength of this chamber of commerce is extraordinary.

The staff of the chamber of commerce who turned around and falsely quoted took a look at Gu Sheng's expression, seeing that Gu Sheng was sizing him up with great interest, he suddenly knew it in his heart, and secretly made a two, meaning second-class.

"My lord, there are a total of twelve rooms here, all of which are books collected by the master with great painstaking efforts. If you have the type you want, you can tell me." A man in his early twenties has a charming figure, but his expression is extremely dignified. , The woman who gave people a sense of extreme contrast came forward with a smile on her face.

"Travel notes, folk rumors and gossip." Gu Sheng said directly.

"Young master comes with the servant's house."

Gu Sheng was led into a room with five shelves, all of which were travel notes.

But there are not so many books. The books here are all packed in book cases, and there are names on the book cases.

"Which area do you want to find travel notes? Or period? Author? Of course, if you want to find them yourself, you can." The woman said softly.

"Huh!" Yan Ruyu snorted softly, and the woman suddenly laughed lightly.

"You know all the books here?" Gu Sheng asked curiously.

"Of course, the slave family is here because the slave family has written down every book on this ship. Although the slave family has not read all of them, the important information of each book is remembered." The woman said This, with a flying look, is obviously quite proud of this.

"Amazing! Is there any record about Lihuncao and Yinhunsi?" Gu Sheng praised. There are five shelves of books in this room alone. There are a total of twelve such rooms, and all the important information of these books can be recorded. Living is not something ordinary people can do.

Especially the books on this ship are constantly changing.

The woman thought for a moment and said: "I don't have any impression of Lihuncao, but I remember that in the third volume of "Fu Shui Guang Ji", there is a talk about soul-eating spiders, and it is said that there is a kind of spider that can spit out silk onto people, and then people die.

Later, an expert passed by, and after seeing the corpse, he said that the soul of this person was caught and eaten.

The slave family thought of this story when they heard the young master say "yinhunsi", but they don't know if there is any connection between the two. "

Gu Sheng was surprised at first, then overjoyed.

Surprised that this woman can even remember the contents of the book, Xizai finally found the records related to Yinhunsi.

The silk spit out by this soul-eating spider is likely to be the soul-attracting silk that he has been looking for.

"You bring "Fu Shui Guang Ji" and show it to me." There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Gu Sheng's mouth.

"That set of books was sold last year, and I still have some impressions." The woman apologized.

The smile on the corner of Gu Sheng's mouth froze, he finally found some clues, and finally told himself that he sold it...

"Where did you sell it? Who bought it?" Gu Sheng asked.

"My lord, I can't reveal the identity of the buyer." The woman apologized.

"I'm just going to borrow it." Gu Sheng grabbed a few banknotes and shook them, then stuffed them into the woman's sleeves. "Tell me where you bought it and what your surname is. Doesn't that count as revealing your identity?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then whispered nervously: "Hongqiao Mansion, surname is Xie."

In this era, there are not many big families in a place, and it is easy to find them as long as they have their location and surname.

Gu Sheng nodded: "Don't worry, I didn't ask anything, you accompanied me well, I am very satisfied."

The woman then relaxed a little and showed a smile.

"Are there any other books with similar records?" Gu Sheng asked again.

"Not anymore. In my impression, there are only records in the set of "Fu Shui Guang Ji". It was a collection of books of a rich family. Now that the family is in decline, descendants sold that set of books to the master."

"Find out the books about the art of exhaustion, supernatural powers of Taoism, masters of martial arts and Taoism, and those rumored treasures such as washing the marrow and changing blood, resurrecting the dead, etc., about such records."

"There are some of these, but most of them are rumors, and no one knows how true or false they are." The woman smiled, and regarded Gu Sheng as the kind of rich boy who likes rumors of ghosts.

This kind of rich kid is not uncommon, and she has encountered it a few times.

The woman first took down eight bookcases from the shelf, and then called people to get other books. A total of more than 20 bookcases were placed in front of Gu Sheng.

Gu Sheng even opened the inspection and looked through it, feeling satisfied.

These books are almost all left over from the previous dynasty, even before the previous dynasty, and they are still well preserved, at least the content is not missing.

He also saw two scrolls of bamboo slips and three volumes of silk scripts, which even the people from the Book Treasure Chamber of Commerce held carefully.

"How much silver do you need in total?" Gu Sheng asked.

"Among them, there are seven volumes of orphans, with a total of 400 taels; there are 100 volumes that were not printed in the previous dynasty, with a total of [-] taels;

Before the former dynasty, there were two volumes of hand-copied volumes, totaling 800 taels; two volumes of bamboo slips, totaling 600 taels; and three volumes of silk scripts, totaling 500 taels, totaling 400 taels.

The young master also knows that these books are almost extremely rare, and it is even more rare to preserve them, enough to support the foundation of a family..."

Gu Sheng wanted to contribute to global warming.

Although he knew that these rare and out-of-print books were expensive, and he was prepared to bleed a lot today, it was indeed more expensive than he had imagined.

But after careful calculation, there are 200 taels of isolated copies, 100 taels of out-of-print printed in the previous dynasty, 400 taels of hand-copied scrolls before the previous dynasty, 800 taels of bamboo slips, and 500 taels of silk books.

Is it expensive?

For ordinary people, it is naturally a sky-high price, and they can't afford a copy even if they lose their entire family.

But for many big families, this price is really not expensive.

But there is one thing, these books are gossip, travel notes and the like, not the valuable ones.

Rare books, classics and historical books, and those written by celebrities are really valuable, and the price can be several times higher, or even ten times higher.

As for the martial arts skills that can reach the marrow washing state, it is not comparable to this kind of book, and it will not even be sold.

　To explain something, some readers in the book review area said that this book is a eunuch book similar to the second generation of murlocs, and it has been hanging.

　　Under this explanation, it’s really not the case. The main thing is that I stayed at a certain station for a year before, and I blocked it when I wrote below the shoulders, and I blocked it if I behaved a little bit, so I got used to downplaying this aspect.

　　The books I wrote at Qidian before were all high-quality goods at worst, and there were also thousands of books. If I didn’t deliberately hang up and write them, I would accept them as normal.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)