When he first traveled through time, Qin Bai was worried that he could get money from the poor. However, he was not good at reincarnation and did not travel to any wealthy family. Invention and creation were even more illusory, and it was even more impossible to study for the imperial examination. Although he was literate, the content of the imperial examination and the college entrance examination was completely different. If you really want to take that path, not to mention anything else, Qin Bai was sure of his IQ and learning ability, but it was certain that he had been working hard for ten years. But ten years later, the grass on Qin Bai and his graves were three feet high.

So after thinking about it, Qin Bai decided to draw comics, and it was that kind of comic. Of course, he still had moral integrity, not naked. In modern terms, at least wearing bikini. However, in this era, it was enough to make those men and beasts boil.

For Qin Bai, it was not difficult to draw comics except for his habit of using brushes. In his previous life, he had a bad condition since he was a child, and his mother worked in a match factory where he closed down a few years. His childhood entertainment was to copy the sparks posted on the fire box. The content of the comics was even more lacking. The gangsters liked to read comics with messy content, and they copied them and made up them by copying them. Anyway, the main selling point of that kind of comic was not the content. Therefore, Qin Bai bought paper and pen and quickly drew a few books quietly, but the biggest problem then was - how to sell them!

Although this is a dynasty that wrote "Jin Ping Mei", the social atmosphere is still quite conservative. If you want to sell it publicly? Then "hehe". To be honest, disasters from heaven are possible. For example, if a book appears in a young lady's study and is discovered by the master and wife of those rich families, you will find that you have no background and will send you to the yamen and give you a hint, and you may be beaten to death on the spot. In the eyes of those men, the cheap lives of ordinary people are not worth anything at all.

So what about the channels? Those bookstores dare to sell, and they have backgrounds behind them, and they are not afraid of those wealthy families. However, I won’t say that they are being slapped out. The key is to be careful of other people’s jealousy. In this era, there is no legal system at all. If you can make money, sometimes it is the original sin. Without the ability to protect yourself, you are the leeks that can move around in the eyes of others. It’s just waiting for someone and when to harvest them.

Therefore, the first thing to solve is the channel problem. Qin Bai couldn't carry a bag and sunglasses, guarding the doors of those rich families, and ask one after another: "Do you want a movie?"

Another question is of course very important. Does the modern comic characters with five-headed and seven-headed bodies fit the tastes of those people in the Ming Dynasty?

Therefore, Qin Bai decided to try it out quietly. He and Li Gan each brought several books. The reason for using it was "pictured albums". The effect was gains and losses. There was no chance. Until today, Qin Bai had contacted the rich young man for the first time through frivolous affairs. But the market feedback was good. After all, modern cartoon characters and content were amazingly attractive to people of this era. Li Gan was much more reckless than Qin Bai, so he adopted the method of blind cats and hitting dead mice on the street. He sold three books in a short time, but the price was relatively low.

Somehow, the news actually reached Qiu Bo's ears. It was probably caused by Li Gan's recklessness. If Qiu Bo really knew that he had a way, there would be no doubt that he would be exploited. Although Qin Bai's expression had not changed at this time, his eyes became much colder: "Master Qiu, we are indeed lucky to pick up a few pictures, but which book shop is not selling openly? How many taels are there? Dozens of copper coins are very good! Bastard, who is chewing behind the scenes? Let me know that I'll let him go!"

After saying this, Qin Bai glanced at Qin Bai and looked fierce. Qiu Bo glanced at Qin Bai and slowed down his tone: "Don't make a noise, it's all his brothers. It doesn't matter if you scold me a few times. Will you slap me in the face?"

Qiu Bo actually didn't believe that Qin Bai could make several taels at once, and he didn't know that it was Qin Bai's hand paintings. He really thought that he had good luck and picked up a few. The books like "Su Nu Jing" and Chun* Palace paintings in the bookstore were sold openly, with sales ranking at the forefront of those imperial examination books. The competition was fierce, and of course the price was not very high. Qiu Bo just now was just a test, but in fact he was quite relieved of Qin Bai. He had never seen any world at all and was easily brainwashed by "loyalty and loyalty". On the contrary, those older gangsters would change their minds because of interests.

Waving his hand, Qiu Bo and his friends brought Qin Baicollar into the inner room, and the small hanging money had already been received in his arms. Several people found a chair and sat down. Qiu Bo introduced to Qin Bai: "I happened to have something to look for today. This is Mr. Niu San."

"Master Niu San!" Qin Bai stood up and bowed. In his previous life, Qin Bai has always paid special attention to his name and behavior, and has always been a polite name. He will never offend people for no reason. Even if he has any ideas, he is willing to speak with his own actions.

Mr. Niu San had already swept away the knee-bending back of the master who had just seen him, and his words were full of arrogance: "I am now in Hunjingjiazhuang, and my friends in the martial arts world are in love, and I have a little reputation there."

Qin Bai was shocked. He knew that Jingjiazhuang was not far from Laizhou City, only thirty miles away. Moreover, Jingjiazhuang was concentrated in many private iron and metals, and various forces were mixed. If it was really as Niu Sanye said, he could gain a foothold in Jingjiazhuang and gain a reputation there, then Niu Sanye was quite powerful.

The reason for the ancient "imperial power does not fall into counties" was not a barbarian. As long as the county town was released, the rural areas were basically controlled by the powerful local geniuses from all over the country. Jingjiazhuang was also a place full of mine owners and big capitalists. Even if it was now, public security would not be much better. In the Ming Dynasty, it could be said that there was no royal law at all. Whoever has more fists would have big fists, then who can speak!

"Bai Er, can you find someone there? Master Niu San is short of staff here." Qiu Bo asked, "You know him a lot. Another mine has been opened in Niu San San. As long as you can work, you can give you 100 yuan in tea money if you introduce one person."

Qin Bai frowned slightly. There were indeed many refugees and orphans near his house, and a few of them even had a good relationship with him. But when working in private mines? Think about the modern black mine kilns. The miners in this era were even worse, and they were even worse than slaves. Those who could do it for three years and survive were basically one ten, which was a fatal job. Therefore, even if Qin Bai couldn't find a job in the past, he would never dare to leave Laizhou City, and would never go to Jingjiazhuang to work as a mine slave.
Chapter completed!