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Chapter 198 Pingyang Bookstore
  The spring water is beginning to bloom and the spring breeze is blowing.

After the weather got warmer, Yang Liang took off his cotton robe, put on a singlet, and walked down the street with Lu Yuanyuan, who looked like a book boy.

There was another person following behind them. He was white and fat, and was a head taller than Yang Liang.

This man's name is Zhan Feilang, and he is a close relative of Princess Yushu. In order to start the work, Yang Liang paid a sum of money from Princess Yushu, so Princess Yushu also sent an overseer.

Judging from his fair and fat appearance, he should be a palace servant. Of course, Yang Liang did not break the casserole and ask the truth.

This man's green bean eyes were almost covered by the fat on his face. He stared at Yang Liang, probably mistaking Yang Liang for a money-making liar.

It has to be said that his view may not be wrong.

"arrive."

Yang Liang closed the folding fan in his hand and pointed forward. Zhan Feilang looked up and saw a bookstore in front of him, with four big characters written on it: Pingyang Bookstore.

Without paying attention, Yang Liang had already led Lu Yuanyuan into the bookstore.

This bookstore is a store in the front and a factory in the back. The back is used for printing and making books, and then they are sold in the front.

Yang Liang looked through it and saw that there were books such as "The Story of Hairpin Flowers" and "Qingping Xia Ke Lu".

"Not bad, not bad." Yang Liang nodded frequently, very satisfied with this place.

At this time, a middle-aged man came from the backyard. When he saw that Yang Liang didn't look like he was buying a book, he showed a little impatience on his face.

"Hey, hey, what do you do? You can't hang out here."

Yang Liang bowed and said, "I'm here to find the owner of this place."

Zhou Pingying said: "I am."

"Do you want to buy it from this bookstore?" Yang Liang sat down by himself.

Looking at his appearance, Zhou Pingying was a little unhappy and said: "I won't sell it. This is passed down from my ancestors. It has been passed down to me for the third generation. No matter how much money you give me, I will not sell it."

"Three thousand taels." Yang Liang stretched out his hand and waved it in the air.

"I have already said that I will not sell it no matter how much it costs." Zhou Pingying said impatiently: "If you have nothing else to do, please come back."

Yang Liang waved his hand again and said: "Ten thousand taels."

"Uh……"

"Fifteen thousand taels."

"hiss!"

Zhou Pingying and Zhan Feilang gasped at the same time.

"What do you think, Boss Zhou?" Yang Liang asked.

"I want to see if you can still shout up?" Zhou Pingying looked at Yang Liang expectantly.

"Twenty thousand taels." Yang Liang waved his hand.

Zhan Feilang's face turned pale and he almost fell down on the spot.

"make a deal."

Zhou Pingying came over immediately and bowed excitedly to Yang Liang, with a smile on her face: "When I first saw you, I felt like you looked like a human being. Who do you look like? It turns out you look like the boss here."

"I still like your unruly look just now." Yang Liang said: "Let's go, take me around here."

"Master, please come this way." Zhou Pingying said with a smile on her face.

Zhan Feilang was so distressed that he quietly pulled Yang Liang aside and said, "Master Li, three thousand taels of silver is enough for a bookstore like this. Why do you need to shout for twenty thousand taels? Do you want me to talk to him again?" Let’s talk and negotiate some price.”

"Brother Zhan, we are all people of high status. Don't care about mere gold and silver. It will be looked down upon for nothing."

"Uh……"

Before Zhan Fei Lang came to his senses, Yang Liang had already walked away with his folding fan.

Yang Liang thought, now is the time to race against time, so how can we waste time.

Besides, it's not my money.

Yang Liang followed Zhou Pingying into the backyard and saw molds placed here, but there were no workers working.

"How's the business here?" "Usually it's pretty good, but lately it's been... not so good."

Zhou Pingying's expression was a little embarrassed, and he now felt that selling it for [-] taels was a bit too dark.

There are not many literate people in the world. Although the capital is a prosperous place, most people don't even have enough to eat, let alone study.

It is only possible to make ends meet by taking advantage of the recent arrival of students in Beijing. Zhou Pingying originally planned to cash out the store after a while, but she didn't expect to meet someone like Yang Liang who was taken advantage of.

Yang Liang was complacent and did not feel cheated at all.

"Fine, fine."

He nodded and said, "Call all the workers over and start work."

"It's not a problem to start work." Zhou Pingying said: "The key is what to print. If no one cares about the printed books, it is just a waste of paper and ink."

"I've already thought about it."

Yang Liang said: "You and I will vacate a room. I will write it down overnight. It is best to print it out tomorrow. It will be spread all over the streets at noon tomorrow."

"So urgent?" Zhou Pingying was surprised and said, "I'm afraid that the workers may not be able to live on food, and I'm afraid they'll have to pay more."

"More money is no problem at all." Yang Liang patted Zhan Feilang on the shoulder and said, "We have money."

Zhan Feilang really wanted to give Yang Liang a hug and smash him to pieces.

Alas, speaking of it, the princess is too innocent and can't walk when she sees a pretty boy like Yang Liang.

Only by following this man and keeping an eye on him carefully can I prevent the princess from being deceived.

Yang Liang immediately asked for a room, spread out his pen and ink, and began to copy down the contents in his mind.

This first story should not be too complicated, nor should it be too long, otherwise it will be inconvenient to be stereotyped.

Yang Liang had already planned to write the first story about turning into a butterfly.

It is also suitable to spread the story between talented people and beautiful women, who are close to each other.

Yang Liangben has good calligraphy skills, and his handwriting is as clear as printed, clean and tidy, and it is pleasing to the eye just by looking at it.

Squeak.

When the moon rose above the willow trees, the door of the room opened from the outside, and a beautiful figure walked in from the outside.

Yang Liang looked up and hurriedly greeted her: "Student, please see Princess Cuiwei."

Princess Cuiwei smiled and said: "We are separated, you and I are like siblings, just call us sister."

"Sister Cuiwei, why are you here?"

"I'll take the time to come over and see you. You're busy with your business and don't worry about me."

Cui Wei also just heard that not long ago, Yang Liang had boarded Princess Yushu's pirate ship.

She was secretly dissatisfied. Who didn't know who Princess Yushu was and why she harmed my godbrother?

Unfortunately, my younger brother is too ignorant to see through the sinister intentions behind Princess Yushu's skin.

Once you board her ship, you will eat all the bones.

He pulled a low stool over and saw Yang Liang lying on the case, writing furiously.

That poem was so elegantly written that she felt like she saw a crane dancing gracefully on the paper.

She was fascinated for a moment, as if she was seeing the late emperor from several years ago again.

But that was a long, long time ago. I was still young at the time and my memory is not very clear.

Perhaps, I remembered it wrong. It was not that Yang Liang resembled the late emperor, but his own emotions that he wanted to have a sustenance for.

Princess Cuiwei sat there, looking at Yang Liang's appearance under the lamp, dumbfounded for a moment.

Squeak.

At this time, the door was pushed open again, a gust of fragrant wind blew in, and there was a snap, and the candles burst into flames.

Yang Liang raised his head and saw Princess Yushu standing at the door.

(End of this chapter)