Nongmen Shuxiangzhi returns to ancient writing books

Chapter 349 How Do You Feel Like I've Been Calculated?
"Mrs. Chu, we came here today because we want to know something." Zhou Hai cut to the chase.

""Journey to the West" has nothing to do with me. It was not written by me. It is the work of an old man named Wu Chengen. I have only heard of it." Chu Chu said.

"Mrs. Chu is indeed a smart person. You have already guessed the purpose of our trip before I said anything." Zhou Hai said with a smile.

"That little girl has reached the age of naughty, old man Zhou, please take care of me. If this picture book is to be engraved and sold, the original book must be famous by Wu Chengen, and there is no problem keeping the rest."

Chu Chu said.

"I don't know where this old gentleman is now? We want to pay a visit." Zhou Hai asked.

"I don't know either. When I heard this story, I was about the same age as a little girl." Chu Chu began to diverge her thoughts and make up.

A trace of regret flashed across the faces of several people.

"Actually, I have always had a suggestion. The four of you are all great Confucians in the world, and they are university scholars respected by many scholars. Are you interested in creating a journal?"

Chu Chu asked with a smile.

"What is a journal?" Zhou Hai asked.

"It is a book that is released once a week or a month. You can solicit contributions from students in major academies, and naturally scholars in the world can also. Whether their strategies, articles, or even poems, they can all be printed here. In this book, it can be regarded as an opportunity for literati and scholars to express themselves."

Chu Chu explained.

"You asked the four of us to decide which of these people's works can be included in this issue of the journal?" Zhou Hai asked.

Chu Chu nodded, "The four are all great Confucian scholars in the world. It is up to you to decide. Naturally, no one can tell if it is wrong. Naturally, you can only write articles and publish them."

"Uncle Zhou, you are the elder of Lao Ge, you should be very familiar with the official workshop, right? Journals can be handed over to the official engraving workshop for engraving, and can be sold in our Shuxiangju, what do you think?"

"Yes, I think it is good! With this journal, those scholars will have a place to publish their articles, so that more people can know them!" Yu Bin was the first to agree.

"That's right, not everyone is qualified to write a book, this journal is good!" Bai Song nodded with a smile.

"My students will be very happy if they hear the news! Such journals must be very suitable for students from major academies in the capital to read!"

Huang Xing stroked his beard, obviously wanting to make trouble.

"Uncle Zhou, what do you think?" Chu Chu asked with a smile.

Zhou Haihun stared at Chuchu with his eyes, "Why do I have a feeling of being calculated?"

Chu Chu looked back at him with an innocent face, "No, absolutely not! I just think that a few old gentlemen can do some good things for the students all over the world. Although they are old, they are full of talents and should not be neglected. It should be used where needed."

"Moreover, once the journal has established its reputation, as the first journal in history, the four old gentlemen will be recorded in the annals of history forever. Those talented students will be grateful for their status."

"Although I know that you regard money as dung, but while benefiting thousands of students, you can also earn some silver taels. Isn't this the best of both worlds?"

Chu Chu carefully counted the benefits one by one, in a serious manner, absolutely without any selfishness.

"What you said is very reasonable. I agree to this matter. I am old. It is not bad to do such a meaningful thing." Zhou Hai also nodded in agreement.

Zhou Hai and his party were extremely excited, and quickly returned to the Zhou Mansion, and then began to discuss the specific matters of the journal, which meant a big fight.

In the scholarly residence, Ye Yixiao walked up to Ye Chuchu with a plate of apples cut into small pieces, and fed him a piece, "You need to rest. You don't need to worry about other things."

"The apples are well peeled, and the little girl likes them very much." Chu Chu glanced at the child Chu Qianyue who was working hard on the counter with a pen.

Ye Yixiao, who hadn't been forgiven by her, walked over directly. He inserted a small piece of apple and handed it to Chu Qianyue's mouth. She didn't even look at it, and subconsciously opened her mouth to eat it.

"How does it taste?" Ye Yixiao asked softly.

"More." Chu Qianyue opened her mouth while speaking.

Ye Yixiao inserted another piece and gave it to Chu Qianyue. After the little girl finished eating, she realized that it was Ye Yixiao. She reached out and wiped her mouth, "Although the apple is delicious, I will not forgive you for this. "

Facing such a principled daughter, Ye Yixiao was very melancholy, "Then what about me, can you forgive me?"

Chu Qianyue pushed the paper in front of Ye Yixiao, "Help me draw pictures, my hands are sore from drawing, if you can help me draw these pictures well, I will consider whether to forgive you."

"Okay, but I don't know how to draw pictures in your style, you have to teach me." Ye Yixiao said.

"No problem, this is easy to learn." Chu Qianyue smiled and bent her eyes, and a successful smile flashed across her clear eyes.She just said that she was considering forgiving him, but did she say that she would definitely forgive him?

The little girl Chu Qianyue, leaning on the counter with her elbows, dragging her cheeks with her chubby little hands, looks like a treacherous little fox.

Ye Yixiao took advantage of her inattention and looked at Chuchu: The little girl is really smart.

Chu Chu smiled: Come on, I hope you can satisfy her as soon as possible.

She went back to the backyard, and Xiang Tian came over, "Boss, I just heard from the guests in the bookstore that Ji's bookstore has also invited a few drama writers on weekdays, and they have also started writing scripts. The ability compares us."

"Relying on real skills?" The corner of Chu Chu's mouth curled slightly, her smile was extremely bright, and her soft voice was extremely lazy, "I like relying on real skills the most. You should keep an eye on Ji's house first, and let me know in time if there is anything."

"Yes, my boss." Xiang Tian ran out quickly.Chu Chu then also left Shuxiangju.

The location of Shuxiangju is good. It is on the streets of the book market. If you want to say that there are the most scholars in the capital, the book market is called the second. There is absolutely no place that dares to be the first.

Chu Chu has also visited here many times, and it is quite interesting to see that in some tea houses, there are many talented people who are arty and elegant, competing for talent and learning.

But this time, Chu Chu didn't want to watch these students compete for the first place. She didn't know anything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Her timing was very good, as soon as she came in, today's competition just ended.Chu Chu looked around and found her target in the corner.

"It seems that Mr. Zhao lost again today." Chu Chu sat directly opposite him.

Zhao Jue looked up, then frowned and said, "It seems that this has nothing to do with Madam Chu."

"Alas," Chu Chu sighed, "Young Master Zhao, I didn't say you, you are No.2 every time, but you never give up every time, you participate every time, just to accumulate fame, the chances of high school during the imperial examination Bigger, don't you get bored? Want to do something fun?"

Zhao Jue frowned, "I don't know what Madam said?"

Chu Chu smiled slightly, "Young Master Zhao, you are well-educated and have outstanding literary talents. Why do you stick to the imperial examination? Why don't you write a book and talk about it, and you can leave your name in history."

Zhao Qingyun showed sarcasm, "When can writing a storybook be called writing a book? Although I, Zhao Jue, come from a mediocre family, I will not be willing to degenerate and do such low-level things!"

Chu Chu smiled, "Young Master Zhao is really smart, you already guessed it before I said it."

"However, since you know that your family is poor, why don't you do it yourself and earn some trivial money, which can also reduce some of the burden of life for your family?"

Chu Chu asked back.

Zhao Jue flicked his sleeves, with a look of disdain, "I am a scholar, how can I degenerate myself and do business?"

Chu Chu is helpless, it is really not easy to correct these people's old-fashioned ideas.

"Why don't we make a bet, if the young master can answer the question I asked, let's let it go. The bookstore will be responsible for all the expenses of the young master from now until the start of the imperial examination; if the young master can't answer, then the bookstore will be responsible for it." How about writing a storybook?"

Zhao Jue was full of confidence: "Please come up with a question."

Chu Chu continued to smile, took out the roll of paper, and handed it over, "It just so happens that there is a pen and ink here, I can give Mr. Zhao an hour."

Zhao Jue looked confused: fill in the blank, single choice, multiple choice, right or wrong, cloze, noun explanation, reading comprehension, composition.

What the hell is this?

He has already taken the scientific examination three times, and the examinations he took in the academy alone are countless, but he has never seen such a paper.

He couldn't help but start to wonder, could it be that the test questions he had taken for so many years were all fake?

Chu Chu secretly smiled, I have been tortured by exam-oriented education for decades, but still can't cure you?

Zhao Jue held the brush in his hand, but he couldn't start. Looking at the topic on the white paper, he felt a headache.He is obviously familiar with these sentences, but why is he dazzled when they are combined together?
While drinking tea, Chu Chu tasted the cakes in the teahouse. They were a bit hard and had a strong taste, which was far worse than the ones at home.

"Don't worry, don't worry, there is plenty of time, you think slowly." Looking at the sweat on Zhao Jue's forehead, Chu Chu said sincerely.

But the sweat on Zhao Jue's forehead was indeed increasing, and the palms of his hands were sweating thinly, and he couldn't even hold the brush in his hand. Finally, there was only a click, and on the white test paper, A round drop of ink fell, forming a circle of oval stains.

"Ah, it's too bad, the test paper is getting longer, the score will definitely be lowered, it's possible, the examiner will just take a look at it, and don't want to read it." Chu Chu felt a little regretful.

Zhao Jue's arm began to tremble in spite of his elder brother, and the ink dripped more and more, and the white scroll surface was already too horrible to look at.

Chu Chu smiled brightly, "Fortunately, it's not a scientific examination now, and the content of our bet is only whether we can answer the above questions correctly. Even if the paper is unclean, it will not affect the result of our bet."

"Pa-ta!" Zhao Jue put down the brush in his hand, looked up at Chu Chu, "I admit defeat!"

"Papa papa!" Chu Chu applauded, "A wise choice."

"I would like to admit defeat, but I declare in advance that your bookstore must not reveal my name. I am going to take the imperial examination, and I will be an official in the court in the future. If others know that I wrote a storybook, it will definitely affect me. career."

Zhao Jue said.

Chuchu handed him a booklet directly, "Yes. Here are some outlines of the story. I gave you the skeleton of the story, and you will complete the rest of the blood and flesh. When the time comes, the author of the book will write The second child of ten thousand years. No one will know that you wrote it."

The corner of Zhao Jue's mouth twitched, "The second child of Wannian?"

"Every time you come to compete, you are always No.2. You have never won the first place. Wannian's second is very suitable for you, don't you think?" Chu Chu asked seriously.

"I don't think so! I don't think so at all!" Zhao Jue gritted his teeth.

Chu Chu stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Wannian's second child is great, maybe you will be the second place in the scientific examination this time."

Zhao Jue's firm attitude was a little loose, "However, the skeleton of the story was given by you. Strictly speaking, this is not my work. At the very least, it should be written by me and the person who wrote the outline. Only me A person's name, okay?"

Chu Chu smiled, "Yes, of course. The other party doesn't mind. Write well, I like you! When the story book is printed and sold, you can get ten cents for it."

She took out the contract that had been drawn up a long time ago, "As for the remuneration, it is clearly written on it. Please read it carefully. If you think there is no problem, write your name below and press your fingerprint."

Zhao Jue looked at Chuchu in shock, "You have prepared so well, did you expect that I would agree to your proposal from the beginning?"

Chu Chu showed a mysterious smile, "I'll do it myself, is there anything I can't do?"

Zhao Jue: "..."

Is it really good to be so thick-skinned?

Chu Chu was happy to sign a capable general, but she didn't know that at this time, Shuxiangju had already turned upside down.

(End of this chapter)