Villager of Daming

Chapter 206
There are thousands of books in the thick and light fragrance, and the white and falling snow is like a condensed bead.Someone asked Shushan where to go, and it should be remembered that the poor students were not alone.

There are lights to illuminate the dark road at night.Love stays, a little light reflects the heart candle.The sound of recitation comes from here, looking from a distance, people are like a picture scroll and the moon is like a picture.

"My dear friend, do you dare to ask that this is the place where books are printed?"

Zhu Xi pulled Hanhan to stand at the door, and someone dressed as a later student asked the first student.

"I don't know. I turned around from the side. There is a large area separated by bamboo forests. The bamboo has not yet grown up. You can see that attics and corridors have been built." The scholar shook his head.

Another scholar said beside him: "It should be sold! If they don't sell it, why did they print it?"

"I don't know what book was printed, but the Four Books and Five Classics are the best. The war has just ended for only three years, and I can't find any books.

Borrowing from others, and you can't borrow for too long, you have to hurry up and copy, and there will be many typos when copying each other.

Notes are the most difficult to copy, and the number of words is several times, ten times, or even dozens of times that of the main text. "

The student who asked first took a step towards the door, stopped five or six steps away from the door, and stretched his neck to look inside.

Zhu Xi heard this, and dragged Hanhan to go in, but was stopped by a man stretching his neck: "My dear brother, how can you break into the place where books are printed?"

Zhu Xi turned his head and smiled: "Aren't books for people to read? What can you see outside? Or ask. Hey! Inside, what books are printed?"

The person in charge who was watching someone else's book printing inside had already noticed that there was someone at the door, and when he heard a familiar voice, he hurried over when he looked again: "If you want to return to the proprietor, it is the university that is printing at this moment."

"Don't call me the proprietor, call me the shopkeeper, can you say the word Dong casually?"

Zhu Xing, correct me, the king of Qin is called the proprietor, what is the name of the crown prince?Others can, but he can't.

After correcting him, he turned his head and said to the student who stopped him, "University, it's in the Four Books."

other side:"……"

"Brother, you...you are..." The student is not stupid, he knows the identity of the people around him, and he runs a bookstore.

"Come on, come in, go to the side, there are books upstairs, see if you can catch your eye." Zhu Xi issued an invitation.

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

"The shopkeeper's shoes are wet, so it's not good to go in?"

"Could it be that the shopkeeper's shoes are dry? It's snowing, just let in."

"How many books did the shopkeeper print?"

The scholars followed Zhu Xi and Hanhan into the door, rubbing the soles of their shoes carefully on the straw mat at the door before entering.

For them, the place where books are printed is sacred, because some people can't buy books, they can't afford books.

When they got inside, everyone realized that the rows and rows inside were all printing books. God knows how many books can be printed in a day.

"Come upstairs with us. The paper just printed downstairs needs to dry before it can be bound into a book." Zhu Xi dragged Hanhan up the stairs.

The [-] or so students who came in grabbed their robes tightly for fear of bumping into things.

After going up to the second floor, there were rows of bookshelves in front of them, and the bookshelves were close to each other and opposite to each other, with an interval of about three steps between them.

There are other stools in the nearby place for people to sit and read, but there is no table, obviously not intended for people to write.

Zhu Xing introduced: "In addition to the Four Books and Five Classics, there are also some classics. There are a large number of books printed on the Four Books and Five Classics. Choose a book on the bookshelf and go to the stool next to it to see if you are satisfied.

If you feel like reading, go downstairs from another exit or take the corridor on the second floor. There are places to sit and read casually, and there are also private rooms where you can only pay for reading.

This place is called Danqing Library. After opening to the outside world, it will be open for twelve hours. You can come and go at any time, and you can sleep if you are tired from reading.

If you want to take the book home to read and register your address, foreign students need someone to guarantee you, agree on a return date, take the book back, pay for damage, and copy the book in block letters if you have no money to pay. "

"Danqing? The box lunch seller is also called Danqing. Is it the same Danqing?" Some students reacted quickly and thought of it together.

"Hmm! Reading in the Danqing Library, Danqing provides delivery of box lunches, three, five, and ten, I guess many people would not choose."

Zhu Xi admitted it. He stood behind and couldn't name it King Qin's Library.

"Is it really a family? Lend it out to see if you don't need money? Then who will buy it? How can you drive it if you don't have money?"

Another scholar was worried that the library would not be able to make money, fearing that the library would become dirty and there would be no place to read books.

Zhu Xi smiled brightly: "The Jubiqi over there is also Danqing's business, as well as beer sellers. These businesses can't support a library?"

He didn't say that the subsequent charging items would be enough to maintain the library's expenses, and no other subsidy would be needed.

For example, the facilities in the single room are good, hardcover books are sold, red sleeves are allowed to add fragrance, and red sleeves are not allowed to talk to each other, sell incense, and provide better pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

Then present a recipe, you can order whichever you want, and the Danqing shop will deliver it.

Poetry meetings, receptions, venue rental, and banquet arrangements can be provided later.

Yes!Buy the house in the back now!From this street to that street, buy the original Luoyunzhai and the back of Jubiqi horizontally.

Now the place will be bigger, and many students will read books here, and the style of writing will be at its peak.

More than 20 students didn't know what the shopkeeper was thinking, they were surprised by the strength of Danqing shop.

Surprisingly so rich, in front of Jubiqi's store, people start shopping every morning, and when there are many people, they line up to the opposite warehouse.

"Great kind man! What's your name, shopkeeper?" A scholar praised him and asked again.

"Well! Your name is Zhu." Zhu Xi didn't say no.

"Zhu, Gui! Hehehehe!" Zhu Wentian uttered aloud, unable to remain silent for a long time, just in time to find an opportunity.

"Zhu? You are..." The person who asked was excited, and his legs bent down.

"Ningguo Mansion, Xuancheng County, and Xiaqiu Village, basically all of us have the surname Zhu, which is the same surname as today's Shengshang."

It is impossible for Zhu Xi to expose his identity and throw Xiaqiu Village out.

"Then when will I be allowed to come in and read?" another student asked.

"How about today! It's just right, the moon is round." Zhu Xi saw everyone's appearance, someone seemed to be in a hurry, and decided to let people in in advance.

So everyone thanked them first, and then ran out to call friends.

Many of them came from outside, and it cost money to live in the inn. Knowing that it was closed at twelve o'clock, they thought about reading during the day and finding a place to nest at night, and they got over it.

When it was getting dark, there were 220 five people studying here and did not intend to leave.

One after another glazed lamps were picked up and hung in the reading area to illuminate the students.

Then provide futons with a scent of incense, a couch with straw mats, free boiled water and pickles, and the food is ignored.

The students were so grateful that they wiped away their tears. They picked up steamed buns and pancakes and put them aside to eat when they were hungry.

Time passed, the snow had stopped, the lights in other places gradually went out, the library was still bright, and a full moon slowly rose, reflecting the snow and lights, white and warm.

Someone was reciting in a low voice, someone was tired of studying and rubbed his eyes, staring at the glazed lamp in a daze.

The sound of the clapper beating on the watch in the night, combined with the sound of reading, spread far...far away...

(End of this chapter)