Honglouchun

But in the Wenxiu land in the south of the Yangtze River, it is impossible to start a business simply with barbecue.

Even if they can make money, in the eyes of Jiangnan gentry, they are no more than vulgar cooks, and it is difficult to be elegant.

Since it is a place of beautiful culture and almost everyone reads books, then simply do what they like and open a bookstore.

With the high development of printing technology, story-telling novels are extremely popular at present.

When Jia Qiang read the Red Chamber in her previous life, no matter whether it was Baochai or a boudoir daughter like Daiyu, they all read story books, and Jia Baoyu even brought many banned books into the garden.

It can be seen that the bookstore is a good business.

More importantly, relying on the bookstore, not only can you print novels, but you can also print some private goods...

In her previous life, Jia Qiang knew the importance of newspapers, but unfortunately, the ancients were not fools, and they did not lose to future generations in the control of public opinion...

Song fashion is good, and some anecdotes and anecdotes can be added to the transcripts transcribed by Jinzuoyuan to attract attention and increase sales.

But in the Yan Dynasty, the copied newspaper became the Beijing News, and all the content on the Beijing News had to come from the official mansion.

Of course, there is always a countermeasure for everything.

As far as Jia Qiang knows, the atmosphere in southern province has always been open. Although it is not allowed to be published in the Beijing newspaper, it is not allowed to be published in the novel without words. Therefore, there are bookstores that divide the novel into chapters and serialize it every day. Inside, there will be a lot of private goods, and even advertisements...

The higher the sales volume of the novel, the higher the advertising fee.

How, does it feel very familiar...

For Jia Qiang who wants to control a certain amount of voice, there is nothing cheaper than opening a bookstore.

Of course, although bookstores are not everywhere in the southern province, they are also scattered all over the place.

Those who can live a brilliant life may not have one family in a hundred.

The integrity of the ancients is not much better than that of the web writers in his previous life, and the routines are flying.

Even Cao Gongwen once scorned and said: If there are books such as good talents and sons, there will be a set of thousands of books.

Routine fly up!

So what is missing is not the book, but the fire book that can explode!

Jia Qiang didn't dare to copy "Douluo" and others into the book, for fear of poisoning a generation...

But Jia Qiang still has good books in her stomach, such as "Legend of the White Snake"!

As one of the four major Chinese folk tales, "Legend of the White Snake" has been circulated for hundreds of years without fading, which shows how wide the folk audience is.

Jia Qiang is confident that she can explode, but...

He paused, feeling a little regretful looking at the thousands of words he had written.

This kind of writing style that is almost vernacular, in the current world, let alone explode, most likely will die...

Today's storytelling novels, although not required to be like Kunqu opera, have allusions in paragraphs, profound meaning in each word, ancient and elegant, and no one who has a famous name can't understand it, but they can't be too vernacular.

Although he is now studying the Four Books and the "Four Books, Big Questions and Small Questions" every day, these things are specifically for stereotyped exams, and have little to do with writing.

But it doesn't matter, the big deal is, after the acquisition of a bookstore, two book writers will be invited to "translate" according to the story line he wrote.

With this in mind, Jia Qiang continued to write like flying!

Tens of thousands of tall buildings rise from the ground. In fact, thinking about it, leaving the capital at this time is like leaving a cage, which may not be a good thing.

……

into the night.

Shenjing City, Southwest Guanyin Temple Street.

The eight major cloth houses in the capital, the old name of Dongsheng.

Zhao Donglin looked at his confidant butler with a good complexion, and said, "Jia Zhen has gone to Taiping Street?"

The housekeeper smiled and said: "That's right. The people who fought in the open flames brought many people there. Second master, it's strange to say that Jia Qiang got lucky and got to see the sky, which stirred up such a big disturbance. But now No one dares to do anything. He is also savvy, knowing that this limelight will not come out, first he explained that he would never enter the officialdom, and wanted to be an idler all his life, and now he obediently left Beijing to avoid disaster in the south of the Yangtze River. In this way, not many people will come back I was anxious about what to do to him. But I didn’t want to, the outsiders were not good, but his family attacked him. Taking up the righteousness of the clan, no one would say anything, and the Supreme Emperor might not pay attention to this matter.”

Zhao Donglin's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he said: "I also have pity on the second Duke Rongning of the Jia family. How prestigious was it back then? He was the founding hero, four kings and eight kilometers away, and only his family occupied two doors. The second Duke never imagined that his descendants would spend 1 taels of silver. Fighting each other and killing each other. The meritorious clan doesn't know benevolence, righteousness and morality after all."

The housekeeper smiled apologetically, "Who says it's not, the Jia family, especially the East Mansion, let alone his family members, even outsiders have spread the rumors about those bad things, it's embarrassing!"

Zhao Donglin shook his head and said: "After this incident, send someone to Jiangnan to find Jia Qiang, make amends, and give him 1000 taels of silver. Just say, I don't know about Jia's family affairs, and I didn't expect such a result, so let him not take it." blame."

The housekeeper was stunned, and said, "Second Master, this...isn't necessary?"

Zhao Donglin raised his chin and said flatly: "You don't understand, don't underestimate that Jia Qiang, if you really give him a reason to make him bear his grudges, you might cause trouble. Give him 1000 taels of silver, and if he takes it, you will be fine." This is the Liangqing."

"Then what if he doesn't accept it?"

"Then, we must get rid of him early! By the way, go and call Bo An back, he must be willing to take care of weaving and dyeing..."

……

In front of the main gate of the Jinsha Gang.

Jia Zhen was raped by a group of slaves

"Where's Fang Zi?"

Sitting on the sedan chair, Jia Zhen looked at Jia Yun who was kneeling on the ground. She didn't have the heart to flirt with the younger generation of such a family, so she got straight to the point.

Jia Yun was puzzled, and said, "Master Zhen, what... what prescription?"

Jia Zhen's face darkened when she heard the words, and she cursed: "You little bastard, how dare you play tricks in front of me? If you don't tell the truth, be careful with your dog skin!"

Jia Yun apologized and said with a smile: "Master Hui Zhen, I really don't know what the prescription is... Oh, you said the barbecue recipe, that recipe is not in my hands now..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Jia Zhen raised her chin to Lai Sheng and shouted, "Hit me to death!"

Lai Sheng glanced contemptuously at some green skins standing in front of the Jinsha Gang, and said to the nobles behind him: "Hold it, hit!"

Several slaves stepped forward and were about to push Jia Yun down, but Jia Yun hurriedly shouted: "I remember, I remembered, Brother Qiang left a prescription before leaving, but that prescription is for Sold to Dongsheng Zhao's family..."

Jia Zhen snorted coldly, and said: "Before Brother Qiang left, he said in front of the first and second masters of the Xifu that this prescription will be handed over to me, and it will be used as a treat for him to grow up in the clan all these years." .If you don't believe me, you can go to the West Mansion to verify it. Now, hand over the prescription."

Hearing this, Jia Yun took a deep breath and said, "Since that's the case, then my nephew has nothing to say, so let's go get it."

Jia Zhen glanced at him coldly and said, "Brother Rong will go with you."

Jia Rong stepped forward, met Jia Yun's eyes, and went into the Jinsha gang together to get the prescription.