After farming, I opened a family tree

The owner of the bookstore arrived very quickly, in about the time it took to drink a cup of tea.

The other person was a very young man, in his twenties, an age when he should be free and unrestrained, but he seemed much more calm because of his refined demeanor.

"My name is Meng Biehe, nice to meet you, Boss Shen."

"Shen Tang has met Boss Meng."

The two men greeted each other.

"Is Mr. Shen satisfied with this collection of poems?"

Shen Tang nodded.

"This poetry collection is much better than ordinary books in terms of both paper and ink. Thank you, Boss Meng."

Meng Biehe waved his hand slightly.

"Such a fine poem, of course, requires fine paper and ink. A servant has come to tell me that Mr. Shen wants to discuss business with me. I wonder what kind of business it is?"

Shen Tang spoke slowly,

"Boss Meng must be a scholar."

Seeing the other party nodded, Shen Tang continued to speak.

"I believe Boss Meng also knows that the poems in this collection are indeed good poems."

It is more than just a good poem, it is no exaggeration to say that it is one of the most famous poems of all time!

Meng Biehe added secretly in his heart.

"I am a businessman now. My soap shop will launch many other soaps in the future. Every time I launch a new soap, there will probably be a corresponding poem to go with it."

Shen Tang paused as he spoke.

"What I can guarantee is that my future poems will not be worse than my current ones."

When Meng Biehe heard these words, his eyes lit up and his breathing became a little disordered.

"The business I want to discuss is that I hope Wen Ya Xuan will publish the poems circulated in Tang Ji in the future."

"really!"

Meng Biehe asked quickly.

"Of course, the poem on the soap will only be two lines, as usual. I'll send the complete poem to the bookstore later. Wen Ya Xuan will print and sell it. I'll split the profits six per cent and you four per cent."

Printing books is not like making soap. Paper and ink are already expensive, so Shen Tang is willing to pay 40%.

Meng Biehe's mind was spinning rapidly. According to Shen Tang's words, from now on, any poem that Tang memorized would be published only by their bookstore.

Such a good collection of poems would probably be wanted even if it was sold for more than ten taels of silver per copy.

The literary style in Jiangnan has always been prosperous. I am afraid that a collection of poems like this will be sold out as soon as it is put on sale.

One hundred books is more than a thousand taels, and a thousand books is ten thousand taels! Even if it is only four stories high, it is still a lot of income.

Meng Biehe's eyes turned red from all the calculations. Although his Meng family was also a century-old family, he was just a branch, and this bookstore was also an inheritance from the family.

Thinking about the inheritance I received from my family, all of it added up to only a few thousand taels.

If this deal is successful, I dare not even think about it.

"Boss Meng must have known that these 1,000 poetry collections should be sent to the county magistrate, who will then donate them to various academies."

"If Boss Meng is interested in cooperation, why don't we get started right now?"

"Yes, Boss Shen, this is a great deal for me! How could I not want to cooperate?"

"In that case, Boss Meng, we'll print a thousand copies at the end of the month and see how they sell."

"A thousand books is a little too few. There are more than a thousand students in Lin'an Prefecture."

The literary style in Jiangnan was at its peak, and there were tens of thousands of scholars alone.

Meng Biehe himself is a scholar, and he is sure that any scholar will be unable to resist this collection of poems.

The two of them immediately made a decision and drafted the contract.

"Just one thing. The price of this collection of poems is ten taels of silver per copy in Jiangnan. If it is sent to the capital to be sold, the price will be twelve taels."

In the Great Qi Dynasty, scholars from both the north and the south were secretly competing with each other.

"Since I'm in Jiangnan, I naturally have to give some preferential treatment to the scholars in Jiangnan."

Meng Biehe raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect that Shen Tang, a country girl, could think of this.

Both the host and the guests enjoyed the conversation.

Meng Biehe asked Shen Tang to deliver a thousand books to the county government office.

County government office.

County Magistrate Lin was also very happy when he saw these one thousand poetry collections.

This month, not only the academy in town, but also the Bailu Academy in the capital city has sent people to inquire about the poetry collection.

Bailu Academy is one of the best academies in the whole of Jiangnan. How could this make County Magistrate Lin unhappy?

"Are you here to watch the dragon boat race today?"

County Magistrate Lin asked warmly.

"I'm from the countryside. It's my first time here. I wasn't prepared, so I could only take a look from afar."

Shen Tang told the truth.

"Next year, I will ask someone to vacate an extra room in Wangjiang Tower. Wangjiang Tower is in an excellent location, and I hope I can see it next year."

Shen Tang hurriedly stood up to thank him and also expressed his intention to publish a collection of poems.

"Such a fine collection of poetry should be shown to all readers around the world to see what constitutes good poetry!"

County Magistrate Lin also came from an orthodox imperial examination system. He is only in his thirties now. Because his family has no support in the court, he applied for a transfer to another place. This is his third year in Qingshan.

Literary and political achievements have always been one of the criteria for evaluating political performance. In recent years, there have not been many outstanding students, but this collection of poems can just make up for the shortcomings in this area.

Whenever I think of this collection of poems in the future, I will think of Qingshan Town.

It was under his rule that such good things happened.

Thinking of this, County Magistrate Lin looked at Shen Tang with a more gentle look.

When County Magistrate Lin saw Shen Tang's hair bun, he remembered that she had worn it in a girl's bun last time. He understood and whispered a few words to his men.

Soon, the subordinate came up to Shen Tang with a box.

"I see that you have reached the age of marriage now, and you have given me such a generous gift. Consider this as my gift to you."

Shen Tang hurriedly stood up and refused, then heard County Magistrate Lin say,

"When I see you, I think of my daughter at home. She's the same age as you, just one year older. Her birthday is also in spring."

When County Magistrate Lin mentioned his daughter, his tone was even gentler.

"In that case, thank you, County Magistrate."

A county magistrate who is gentle to both his daughters must be a very good person. After all, wealthy families tend to favor sons over daughters. The expression on County Magistrate Lin's face when he mentioned his daughter did not seem fake.

Moreover, County Magistrate Lin has indeed done a lot of practical work in the two years since he took office.

Shen Tang secretly commented on County Magistrate Lin in his heart.

After Shen Tang came out of the county government office, he felt relieved. Sending the collection of poems away could be considered as completing a task.

The few of them finally met at Xiang Niang's place.

"Hey, you said I didn't buy anything, and the money disappeared."

"That's right, we didn't buy anything expensive, why did we spend so much!"

Liu was counting today's expenses with Shen Qingqing.

If you can't see anything, your money will be gone.

"But now that our lives are better, it's time to use some good things."

Liu began to comfort herself.

I didn’t have the conditions before, but now I have money. Just like my daughter said, I make money to spend it, to make myself live a better life.

"Yes, sister-in-law, the material you picked out will definitely make beautiful clothes."

"The jewelry you picked out is beautiful too. Girls should be pretty. At the age of a bud, you should blossom like a flower!"

Shen Dashan looked at Liu and never knew that Liu had this side of her.

I couldn't help but reflect on myself, thinking that I had not worked hard enough before and failed to make Liu live a good life.

After Shen Tang came back, they all went back home.

Little did they know that something went wrong in the workshop.