The money is short, and the money is done to the office, and the pig's head is so popular that it is not possible to do without money. Wang Xifeng's troubles came in an instant, and Jia Cong was about to sell the first part of "Xiao Lin Guangji".

...

The spring in Shuofang is not as warm as the southern province. There is even heavy snow in February. The bright spring scenery all over the mountains will be delayed. The earliest blooms of the garden were a few white magnolias, which were elegant and fresh. The master and servant left the mansion to go to a bookstore in Donghutong.

Jia Cong was an old customer, and he was here when he bought books last time. The shopkeeper was from Wenzhou, Zhejiang, and he was in Jiangnan. He had a relationship with the book club. As we all know, the court scholars were half of Jiangxi, and scholars in Jiangnan were more prosperous than the north, and their current writings were popular in the north and south. The shopkeeper's surname was Zheng Yeliao, who welcomed Jia Cong to the inner room, but he didn't serve tea. After reading "Xiao Lin Guang Ji", Zheng Yeliao felt that it was profitable and could definitely sell hundreds of books.

But he remained calm: "This guy, your book "Laughtering Lin Guangji" is indeed not bad, but... it's still not as good as Shiwen's hot-selling. It's just a joke, about twenty taels."

Jia Cong smiled and sat up: "Sun Fu, let's go."

He walked straight out of the door without looking back, and did not give a tone of discussion. He wanted to negotiate business with a tycoon.

"Xiao Lin Guangji" was written by people in the Qing Dynasty. There were no such things as Shun Dynasty. There were yellow jokes and mocking society. They were short and concise. They could make people laugh. Twenty taels of silver are still too little. Why did Jia Cong do this? He is not a computer. This book was written and integrated based on memory. It was very brain-intensive and hard, and Zheng Yeliao was too treacherous.

"Oh... Brother! Brother! Harmony brings wealth! Harmony brings wealth! Let's talk slowly, tea guard, come on tea." Zheng Yeliao smiled like Maitreya Buddha: "That... this book cannot be written by the boy, right? I see that the person who wrote this book has extraordinary experience."

"Of course not. It was my cousin who asked me to sell it. He couldn't get out of it if he had something to do." Jia Cong tasted a sip of tea easily. He kept three things in this matter. First, he did not admit what he wrote, because he admitted it, but he didn't believe it. Second, Shun Dynasty was similar to the Qing Dynasty. He integrated into the Jia Mansion, but had not yet contacted the social court. I wonder if there were any literary inquisitions? How many people in the Qing Dynasty were wronged? In the 1987 version of the TV series Dream of the Red Chamber, Jia Yucun also reported Jia Baoyu's comments. Shun Dynasty was similar to the Qing Dynasty, so Jia Cong had to be careful. He did not make taboos when rewriting it, and was very careful.

Third... Jia Cong said slowly: "Shopkeeper Zheng, my cousin said there are several more movies in this "Laughter Lin Guang Ji", and this is the first one..."

This is Jia Congliu's third hand. The first one was sold well, and it will be easy to negotiate a few more in the future. The great master of Qidian, isn't that what Platinum is like?

"Oh? And there is a follow-up?" Zheng Yeliao thought for a while: "Brother, I can give forty taels, this is the highest. The business is not in a good mood. I hope I will visit our store in the future."

"It's easy to say, the deal is completed." Jia Cong smiled and nodded. Zheng Yeliao paid for forty taels of silver on the spot and left the store. Jia Cong asked, "Have those three shopkeepers been invited?"

"Please come here, set a date, and go to Wenhanlou. Luo Gaocai is the shopkeeper, Chen Baifu is the rice shop, and Tian Youfu is the rent collecting land... They were cheated by Grandma Lian and lost all their money. My grandmother has already visited the house in person. They see that I am not a commoner and are willing to come here." Sun Fu collected the money, forty taels. If he didn't take other ways in Rongguo Mansion, he would never see so many in his life. Mr. Cong is not an ordinary person, so he sold for forty taels of a book. Sun Fu admired him very much.

"Go to Wenhan Building that day and have a good talk." Jia Cong tightened his blue shirt. He wanted to remove Wang Xifeng's housekeeper's power, so that Wang Xifeng could not stumbling against him.

With the fine snow and breeze, the west city of the capital was covered by willow catkins again.

...

Zheng Yeliao's Zheng Jishu Shop is not a library now, but a printing department, editorial department, workshop shop and express delivery. The printing of movable type has been released, but the cost is high, so it is still used for woodblock printing, which is not very efficient.

After printing a few copies, he saw that the written pseudonym was "Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng". Oh, isn't this the author of "Jin Ping Mei"? However, it is common for the author to randomly take the pseudonym, so he only complained a few words. No wonder "Xiao Lin Guangji" is a bit ugly! He is a master of his classmates!

The Qing Dynasty's "Xiao Lin Guangji" author, "The Master of the Game", was changed by Jia Cong. Although it was a bit pornographic, it was fun but not lustful. It was very similar to Si Wuxie in the Book of Songs. Zheng Yeliao was not worried about being seized. According to his experience, selling it first for half a month can earn at least a hundred taels. There was no copyright in this era, and the manuscripts were printed when they saw profits. The government ignored it... The sales volume became smaller, but it was better to make money.

After looking through for a long time, Zheng Yeliao couldn't help laughing. This book was written so funny. It was so harsh to mock the world! Suddenly, the guy shouted, "Mr. Liu is here in the city," and roared Zheng Yeliao so much that she was so scared. She rolled out like a round barrel, kowtowed and bowed, and laughed: "Oh, Mr. Liu is here to the shop, Peng Shenghui, please!"

Liu Dongsheng, the censor of the Xicheng City, brought several yamen runners from the Wucheng Military Police. He glanced at his nose and didn't say anything. He walked straight into Zheng Jishu Shop to investigate. He saw a handwritten copy of "Xiao Lin Guangji". He liked to collect books and looked through a few pages. The story on that page was generally as follows:

A county magistrate was promoted to the hall, and a yamen runner farted on the spot. The county magistrate was furious, "The criminal roared at the court, why not catch it quickly?" The yamen runner was frightened and had nothing to do, so how could he bring it? He had no choice but to take a piece of dry shit in: "You report to the county magistrate, the defendant has escaped, this is its accomplice!"

This story is a satirizing the incompetence of some county magistrates. Liu Dongsheng almost laughed out loud and found that Zheng Yeliao was standing beside him. He quickly coughed and couldn't put down the book. Zheng Yeliao was so smart that he was so happy that he was promoting him and saying that he wanted to send him away, but Liu Yan paid the money and warned him not to sell illegal books randomly. Zheng Yeliao repeatedly said that he was.

The Censorate is one of the three judicial departments. The Censorate of the Five Cities is under the jurisdiction of the Five Cities Military and Horses. Each city in Shun Dynasty has a Censor of the City, which is the seventh rank (the Ming Dynasty was the seventh rank, the Yongzheng of the Qing Dynasty was the fifth rank, and the other official positions have also changed), and is in charge of arrest, litigation, seizure and other matters. It is even more severe under the emperor. Liu Dongsheng was born in the third rank and the Jinshi, and is famously upright. Everyone in the West City knows that in order to achieve political achievements, Censor Liu would bring people to investigate some illegal incidents from time to time.

The onlookers discussed from afar and saw Liu Dongsheng going to Wenhan Building, the Imperial College Supervisor, the students of Shuntian Prefecture, and the Juren. How many young officials in Beijing often come to restaurants to summon prostitutes to ruin their academic style and scholar style. People know that if they are caught, the memorial of Liu will be handed over to His Holiness the Emperor tomorrow. The Censor, the official is small and the power is great, and even the emperor dares to criticize him. What else can I dare not criticize him?

When Censor Liu went to Wenhan's restaurant, he tasted tea and read "Xiao Lin Guangji" without saying a word. When a few casual clothes saw him, they immediately fell asleep and secretly resented. Feng Ziying, Xue Pan, the Admiral Prince, and there were several tables of descendants of meritorious deeds, and they didn't dare to cause trouble.

Jia Cong was talking about local customs and culture with the three shopkeepers. He spared no expense to buy good wine and food. Luo Gaocai smoked dry tobacco in one gulp: "Young Master Jia is young, gentle and sophisticated, and it would be a pity if he didn't come to the shop to do business. However, the old man also lost money. He regretted borrowing Lai Wang's money. It would be a 70% profit silver. The profit was profitable. All our ten brothers ran away."

Not to mention Tian Youfu, buying land and hiring tenants in the suburbs of Beijing, was a loss of money because of Wang Xifeng's seal money. He ate and drank a lot and didn't talk. After a while, they became familiar with Jia Cong.

Jia Cong listened carefully. When others were talking, his eyes looked at the other party gently, and let others go first with their food and drinks. The three of them had a good impression of him. Seeing the dry tobacco, Jia Cong tasted the smell of squirting a cigarette and spitting out the smoke rings, and said, "Three people use it slowly, say goodbye in advance. If there is any place to stop food and clothing, just speak."

Jia Cong went downstairs to see the table next to the stairs. The book Liu Yushi looked very familiar. Hey, isn’t that my “Laughter Lin Guangji”? Then he found that when Liu Dongsheng came, most of the people were exposed, and the restaurant shopkeeper was helpless.

After getting off Wenhan Building, Sun Fu asked him where he was going. Jia Cong looked up at the dazzling sunshine in the clouds. It was noon and said, "Go and see the pomegranate first, and then take me around the suburbs of the city. It's still early anyway. As soon as I go to school and move to the yard tomorrow, I will have no spare time."

As he said that, Jia Cong was taking charcoal notes in his small notebook and reading thousands of books, it was better to travel thousands of miles than to travel thousands of miles. The knowledge on paper was always shallow, and one must practice it to know this. This is the unity of knowledge and action.

...

After the three of them finished eating, Chen Baifu said, "Young Master Jia met us for no reason, so there must be something wrong."

"Look, he is not forcing us. The people in their mansion are the ones who put the stamp money, maybe." Luo Gaocai hit the cigarette pipe on the edge of the table and poured out some burnt black ash.

Suddenly, Yushi Liu, who was next to the stairs, smiled, as if the tractor was going up the slope, Tian Youfu was frightened: "Yishi Liu laughed, let's go quickly."
Chapter completed!