Headwind of the Red Mansion

Chapter 9

Hanhai Bookstore is open and spacious, with three floors.

In the afternoon, the Hanhai Bookstore was quiet, only the faint fragrance of calligraphy and ink floating in the air.

Hanhai Bookstore is not only a bookstore, but also undertakes printing, and sells pens, inks, papers and inkstones at the same time. More than a dozen young men clean the bookcases and arrange books, doing their own things, quiet and orderly.

This is the bookstore with the most complete collection of books in Dagan. Jia Qiang came to the bookstore after leaving the Qin Mansion, and browsed around. Sure enough, there were no "Water Margin", "Journey to the West" and so on.

A clever boy stepped forward and said enthusiastically, "Is the young master buying books? Or shopping?"

"What's the best-selling book here?"

"Of course it's "The Romance of the West Chamber"!" said the boy.

"It goes without saying that "The Romance of the West Chamber" is full of pictures and texts. It is the favorite book of the women raised in the boudoir. Often, the sons will buy it and give it to the miss."

After that, the boy took out a copy and turned over a page accurately, with a mean smile on his face, "Master, look at this picture and this poem...'I will loosen this button and untie the ribbon...', It's easy to understand, and the ladies and gentlemen are all very happy!
It doesn't matter if you can't read, you can look at pictures. "

It's no wonder that Jia Baoyu, the passionate seed, watched "The Romance of the West Chamber" for the first time as if he had found a treasure, and was so intoxicated that he couldn't stand up, so he squatted down and sat on a mountain stone.

He also seduced Daiyu to see, obviously trying to bring Daiyu to bad.

When Daiyu heard this, her cheeks and ears turned red, she immediately raised two frowning eyebrows, stared at two half-open eyes, her cheeks were slightly angry, her thin face was full of anger, and she pointed to Baoyu and said: "You goddamn nonsense! You got this obscene song, and learned these nonsense words to bully me. I'll tell my uncle and aunt to go."

When it comes to the word "bullying", the circles of my eyes are red again, and I turn around and leave.

Baoyu was in a hurry, stopped her and said, "My dear sister, please forgive me. If I said something wrong and wanted to bully you, tomorrow I will fall into the pool and teach a scorpion to swallow it up. Become a big forgetful..."

……

"How many copies are you going to buy, son?"

The servant's voice interrupted Jia Qiang's thoughts, "Young masters who come here are the most generous, buying three or five sets at a time."

"Oh? Why?" Jia Qiang was stunned.

"Give it to a different lady?! Do you want to turn over the window like that student?!" The servant raised his eyebrows, you know.

"Pfft... that's alright?"

Jia Qiang almost burst out, "How many copies of "The Romance of the West Chamber" have you sold?"

"Sold [-] sets, and each set is divided into five copies, and the total cost is five taels of silver!" The boy looked proud.

"The next uncensored version of "Jin Ping Mei" with rich pictures and texts, from this point of view, it is a favorite book from ancient to modern times. However, I don't believe that "Journey to the West" can't beat "The Romance of the West Chamber."

Jia Qiang thought secretly, and said, "I have a book that surpasses "The Romance of the West Chamber", and I entrust you to publish it!"

"This, you have to ask our boss!" The boy scratched his head, and his enthusiasm immediately disappeared.

Everyone who publishes a book will have the illusion of conferring a god with a book, feeling that when his book is published, it will definitely subvert and sweep away, and he will see a lot of servants.

"Say something nice to my boss, and I want to have an interview with him!" Jia Qiang quietly handed over ten coins.

"My lord, wait a moment!" The servant regained his enthusiasm and quick-wittedness.

After a while, the servant led Jia Qiang to an elegant room on the third floor. On the way, according to the servant, Huang Wen, the owner of Hanhai Bookstore, was originally an editor of the Hanlin Academy, a veteran Jinshi, and even tutored the children of the royal family, but for some reason. , came out and opened this bookstore.

"I heard from the buddy that the young master is going to publish a wonderful book?!" Huang Wen was in his fifties, full of energy, and his eyes were like torches, and he went straight to the point.

"Whether it is a rare book or not, Mr. Huang can tell with his palm!" Jia Qiang didn't talk nonsense, and handed out the manuscript directly.

Mr. Huang looked at the manuscript casually. He saw a person with great ambition and lack of talent and self-righteousness like Jiang Zhiqing.

At a glance, he took a breath, and his eyes were bright, and he was brought into a fantasy world, fascinated.

Jia Qiang was not in a hurry, she pulled out the Four Books and Five Classics from the dazzling collection of classics on the bookshelves, and quickly flipped through them, feeling like a tsunami set off in her heart.

Could it be the reason for the fusion of two souls?

To be able to have a photographic memory, it seems that it is more than that.

Jia Qiang quickly flipped through the pages, and it was directly recorded in the depths of her mind like a camera!The key is that the comprehension ability has been greatly improved, and the originally obscure scriptures are as smooth as reading a small white text.

After an entire hour, Huang Lao licked his lips and said, "My lord, what's next?"

During this period, Jia Qiang has recorded all the Four Books and Five Classics, and is currently recording the Guiguzi series.

"The whole book has a total of one hundred chapters, divided into five volumes and printed. The so-called outline of the whole book has already been listed in detail, and the whole book is already in the chest."

Jia Qiang briefly explained the structure and layout of the whole book.

Huang Lao was shocked and full of interest: "How does my son evaluate "Journey to the West"?"

"The entire upper class of Daqian lives in danger, full of extravagance, refinement, and decadence, which makes pornographic songs more popular in the market, or books that sadden spring and autumn."

Jia Qiang's voice continued to echo in the study.

"Daqian needs blood, bravery, unyielding, and justice. This "Journey to the West" has a different approach, and it is suitable for all ages. I am sure that it will be popular all over Dagan!"

"Hehe..." Huang Lao laughed, "The young man does not hesitate to give himself money! We can publish this book. Does Mr. Jia Qiang have a name? Can you improve the style of some authors?"

When registering the author's information, Huang Lao asked.

"Character?!" Jia Qiang thought about it.

"Because the son's surname is Jia, which is the same as 'false', no matter what the suffix is, it becomes a fake, such as fake Baoyu."

Huang Lao picked up his pen and wrote, "It's better to call it Yizhen, which combines the fake with the real, and the fake with the real, keeping the authenticity, and also in line with the young master's chic and elegant temperament, what do you think?"

Jia Qiang felt that the name was not domineering enough, but Aotian was domineering. Wouldn't adding a surname become a fake Aotian? !Just Yizhen, it’s a pseudonym anyway.

"Given by the elders, I dare not resign. The word Yizhen is very good!"

……

"About the remuneration, the first [-] chapters are about [-] characters, we will give you the highest remuneration in the bookstore..."

Elder Huang was full of pride, and stretched out his hands to make a "eight" sign.

"8 taels of silver?"

Jia Qiang's eyes lit up, and she blurted out, then looked at Huang Lao with an ugly face, and stretched out her thumb, "As expected of the No. [-] bookstore in Kyoto, you have sharp eyesight, and you are open-minded in doing things!"

"Hiss..." Mr. Huang gasped, pinched his teeth, raised his beard and said, "You are like that monkey grandson, you really don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth." Then he said angrily, "It's too high!"

"8000 taels?" Jia Qiang pretended to be surprised, "You guys are really dark!"

"My lord, your book is pretty good, whether it's writing or stories..." Mr. Huang's smile faded, "It's just that our temple is too small... the door is behind the door, go ahead..."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the manuscript with nostalgia, and turned his back angrily.

"Could it be 800 taels?" Jia Qiang lost her voice.

"Little friend, 80 taels of silver. If you want to publish it, just keep the manuscript. This is already the highest manuscript fee paid by Hanhai Bookstore."

Huang Lao continued, "I am also a person who loves talents. If the first volume is effective, let's renegotiate the price of the second volume."

……

"Let's change to a win-win cooperation method. Hardcover, each volume is priced at one tael, can I raise [-]%? I will get one tael if I sell ten copies."

"Split? Unheard of!" Huang Wen was dumbfounded, with an incredulous expression on his face, pondered for a while and said, "Wait a minute, it happens that the big boss is here today..."

During the discussion between Huang Lao and the big boss, Jia Qiang was full of thoughts.

From the perspective of purely making money, should I write "Jin Ping Mei"?Find a little solace for the idiotic men and women who are trapped in the sea of ​​love and resentment all day long?
Coupled with the astringent ink painting, it is definitely a great nourishment for the spirit of this era, and it is definitely a hit? !

……

"It's [-]% of the sales, I'll break this exception for you!" A clear voice came out, and then, a spotless and handsome young man in white came out of the room.

The face is like jade, bright eyes and white teeth, and the steps are light, like stepping on the clouds, like stepping out of a scroll.

An invisible noble aura rippling, beyond the scope of ordinary people, as if born to stand in the clouds, to be looked up to by all living beings.

"This is our boss, Ruoshui. Everything the boss says shall prevail!" Huang Wen introduced each other enthusiastically.

"Prepay 100 taels in advance, and then the matter is settled. But Brother Jia Qiang must ensure the quality and quantity, and must not mess around." Ruo Shui's face is sharp, his eyes are lonely, and a cold temperament emerges spontaneously.

【Ding!The nobile guard system detected a new nobile]

Then, an electronic screen appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness.

[Name]: Jiang Ruoshui, nicknamed Ruoshui.

【Age】: 16 years old.

[Identity]: Princess Jianning, the third daughter of Emperor Taiping, daughter of Concubine Xu Gui
[Fate]: Marry far away in the Yinshan grassland, and die in the Black Valley.

Haha, is it a female?Princess?

Jia Qiang's figure trembled slightly, is this a princess? !

It's actually the task of conquering...no, saving the princess?

Is he also a miserable person? !

It seems that the golden hairpin is not completely fixed. According to the original book, "There are many women in Guizhou Province, but the most important ones are selected and recorded."

I won't expose her.

Since everyone is a man, isn't there too much room for manipulation?

[Novice task: Jiang Ruoshui's happiness index reaches 90 points, and the host is rewarded with innate physique. 】

"(⊙o⊙)???"

It seems that the task of each gold hairpin is different? !
Improve sexual well-being... happiness index?
It seems that being a princess doesn't necessarily mean happiness? !Can't even steer the boat of fate.

If she is not deeply involved in the world, take her to see the prosperity of the world; if her heart is already vicissitudes, take her to ride the merry-go-round.

It's just that this kind of princess who grew up in a world full of green tea and scheming in the harem is a complete contradiction between simplicity and complexity, isn't it easy to handle? !

Congenital physique, cutting hair and washing marrow, improving the flexibility and strength of the body, and improving the affinity with nature?

Every temptation makes people look forward to it, right? !
(End of this chapter)