Xiangye

Chapter 18 Copying Books Is Hard Work
Yu Xingyan said that Boss Yu's side would not say anything, but when it comes to Gao Wen's place, what Uncle Seven just came to the house just now has to be understood. Now Huang Wei in the county yamen can be said to have a single hand over the sky, with great power.I beat his niece and son-in-law Han Kui, and beat the dog without looking at the owner, which offended him, and it is impossible to work in the yamen in the future.

Not only that, but I'm afraid that I, as a strong man, will be the end of it.

In the Ming Dynasty, the status of subordinate officials was extremely low, and it was okay to be improper.But the strict household registration system implemented by the country, even if you can't be a government servant, your household registration is still classified as a low-level household registration.Not only has his identity problem not been changed, but he even lost his job.

From the memories in my mind, I know that my mother weaves only one or two renminbi of silver a month.This little money is only enough for the mother and father to barely survive.

When the business is not good, you might even go hungry.

Beating Han Kui was a pleasure, but now the problem of survival has come to the fore, which made Gao Wen feel a strong sense of crisis.

If you want to change this embarrassing situation in the short term, you really have to continue to code.

After Seventh Uncle left, he talked to his mother for a while, then Gao Wen went back to his room, rubbed his ink and continued to think.

Copying poems is obviously not acceptable, this thing is too appalling.Judging from the time-travel novels I have read in the past, poetry is only suitable for fame, but it will not bring any actual economic benefits to the protagonist.If you want to get a sum of money in a short period of time, you can only use novels.Besides, as a subordinate, it is useless even if you copy a lot of poems. At most, you will be praised as an elegant official, and you can do whatever you want next.If you are not a scholar-bureaucrat, it is better not to touch such a sunny thing.

"Forget it, let's just copy "Journey to the West". This book is suitable for me." Gao Wen suddenly figured out something, and laughed: "I also thought about it wrongly. Why is this book too high-level, and readers can't substitute it into monkeys?" The protagonist, in fact, is just the surname Yu who has no eyesight. This book does not suit his taste, but it does not mean that others do not like it. It is a pity that I was also impulsive and posted the manuscript of Chapter 1 on the wall of the bookstore. Well, I have to write again."

"The poem says: Chaos is not divided into heaven and earth, and it is vast and indistinct, and no one sees it. Since Pangu broke the majesty, he has opened up the distinction between clear and turbid."

"唰唰唰唰" in one go, this time in order to speed up, I didn't bother to use the neat cursive script, I just copied it in one go.

It's really a pen and a snake, and the ink is dripping.

I don't know how long it took, but I can barely finish copying more than 17000 words of Chapter.

At this time, looking outside the house, the sky has already darkened, but it has been copied all afternoon.And Gao Wen's wrist was a little sore, and the first knuckle of the middle finger of his right hand holding the pen was also slightly red and sore due to long-term friction.

"Let's go here today!" Washing the pen in water, you washed out the ink, put it on the pen holder, rubbed his wrist, and Gao Wen let out a sigh of relief.I wrote a chapter in half a day. It seems that it will take three or four days to finish the first manuscript.

Most of the books in this era are not thick due to paper quality and binding problems.A book is only [-] to [-] words.

The book "Journey to the West" has one hundred chapters, that is, one hundred chapters.Based on a chapter of 80 words, the total number of words is [-].If one volume is [-] characters, ten volumes will be produced in total.In other words, ten chapters in a book.

At present, Gao Wen needs to copy out ten chapters first.After the manuscript was copied, I went to find a bookseller and negotiate the price.

I have to say that it was really a bit reckless for me to go to that person surnamed Yu after copying only Chapter 1 that day.After all, there is no content in just one chapter, just explaining the background, the story has not yet unfolded, what do you tell people to read?
Seeing that it was getting late, Gao Wen walked towards the stove, ready to boil a pot of hot water, wash his feet and have a good night's sleep.Tomorrow I have to copy two chapters with [-] characters. This task is not easy, especially when I need to use a writing tool like a brush that I am not used to.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw that my mother had already poured the water.Hearing Gao Wen come in, she fumbled to move a stool over: "Wen'er, what are you doing after staying in the house all day, are you writing?"

"Mother, I can wash by myself, so you should come first." As he spoke, Gawain ignored his mother's objection, forced her to sit on the stool, took off her shoes and socks, scooped up water with his hands, and slowly I rubbed my hands for her: "Mother, you have washed my feet for more than ten years, and now it is time for my son to serve you. Yes, I am writing. Mother, you forgot, my son also went to school for a few days when he was young." Learned."

"What kind of words do you write for so long?" Gao's mother felt relieved and sweet when the former stupid son rubbed her feet gently with his hands.

"My son wants to write a book... a storybook."

"Writing a storybook, what do you write it for, can you write it?"

"Why don't you know how to write? Isn't it just writing down the words you chat with people on paper." Gao Wen replied with a smile, and then said: "It's just like a storyteller telling stories in a teahouse."

"My silly boy, can you compare with someone else's storyteller? It's about listening to books. When mother and your father got married, the family hired a storyteller. They said it was to make everyone lively. That gentleman has a loud voice, mother Although I stayed in the bridal chamber, I could hear it clearly. The story that day was about a grandfather Yue Feiyue in the Song Dynasty. He had a general named Yang Zaixing who was skilled in martial arts. Later, when he was beating the Jurchen Tartars, he accidentally fell into a trap. He went into the river mud and was shot to death by random arrows from the Tartars. Mother was very sad when she heard this, and cried all night. In the end, your father was frightened... So many years have passed, and mother still remembers the situation at that time. "Speaking of what happened when she got married, Mother Gao couldn't help but blushed slightly.Then he looked sad again.

After washing his mother's feet and drying them with a towel, Gao Wen understood when he saw his mother's gloomy expression: "Mother is missing my father... Isn't it just storytelling, or is my son telling a story I just wrote?" in his heart At first glance, I don't quite understand whether the book "Journey to the West" meets the tastes of people of this era.Why don't you let your mother listen to it first, which is to investigate the market.

Every time Bai Juyi finished writing a poem, he would read it to the old lady next door.If you listen to it and say it is good, this poem will be considered completed.

Gao's mother laughed and said, "My silly son, what kind of storytelling do you know?"

"Hey, mother, don't underestimate people." Gao Wen cleared his throat and slapped his hands: "It is said that in ancient times, the world was divided into four major continents: Dongshengshenzhou, Xiniuhezhou, and Nanshan. Buzhou is called Beiju Luzhou. This book lists Dongshengshenzhou. There is a country overseas called Aolai country. The country is near the sea, and there is a famous mountain in the sea called Huaguo Mountain..."

This said, it was half an hour, until Monkey King made a big fuss at the Peach Blossom Party and stole the elixir of the Supreme Lord.Only then did Gao Wen say: "Mother, it's late at night, so let's stop here? Tell me, how is my story going? Is it good?"

Havoc in Heaven is the essence of the essence of Journey to the West. How can this still not attract my mother, there is really no need to write this book again.But in this short half hour, although I was talking eloquently, my mother just sat there and listened silently, without any expression on her face.

This made Gao Wen couldn't help feeling uneasy.

"Wen'er, your story is really good. Especially the Seven Fairies went to the Peach Garden to pick fruits, but they were immobilized by the Monkey King with a fixed body spell. The stick is really amazing. The monkey is also naughty, tossing the old dragon king." The mother suddenly burst out laughing: "Listen to my son, there seems to be a monkey jumping around in front of my mother's eyes, shaking my heart. "

"As long as Mother likes it." Gao Wen let out a long breath, thinking to himself: It's done, there shouldn't be any problems with this book.

"But...my son, mother feels a little uncomfortable, it's very uncomfortable."

Gao Wen was shocked, and hurriedly stroked her vest with his hands: "Mother, what's wrong with you?"

Gao's mother looked worried: "Sun Hou'er stole flat peaches and elixir again. After such a catastrophe, will the Heavenly Court let it go? Presumably soldiers will be sent to capture Wukong. How will this matter end?" As she was talking, she couldn't help but stop, and when she thought about it, she became anxious.

"It's okay, it's okay, Monkey King is okay." Gao Wen was shocked.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Gao Wen comforted his mother for a long time before calming her down, and then asked with a smile, "Mother, how does your son tell this story? Is it comparable to Mr. Storyteller?"

Gao's mother: "Of course it's much better than Mr. Storyteller, who is my son!"

Gao Wen: "Mother, didn't you call me a fool just now, mother, what do you think I'm going to tell a story?" Amidst the loud laughter, he helped his mother back to the room.

Judging from the mother's expression, this book really captured her heart.Otherwise, before going to bed the next night, she wouldn't pretend to casually ask, "Wen'er, what happened to the monkey in your story?"

On this day, Gao Wen was encouraged by his mother the night before, and he was in excellent condition. He wrote two chapters in one breath, [-] words.Seeing his mother's expectant look, he casually said another paragraph, saying that Monkey King was suppressed by Tathagata Buddha and sent to the foot of the Five Elements Mountain.

Mother Gao looked a little sad: "Wen'er, didn't you say that the monkey is fine? This is great, it was suppressed by the Buddhist group."

Sun Yuan was speechless for a while, and then said after a long time: "It's really nothing, it's really nothing, there will be an explanation later, and there will be a happy ending." At this time, he regretted letting his mother be his reader, and even made her old man feel so sad .Isn't this cheating father? No, it should be cheating mother.

After writing for half a day plus a full day, Gao Wen had a manuscript of more than 2 words in three chapters, and his speed was good.

But on the third day, the problem came out.

Waking up in the morning, as soon as Gao Wen picked up the pen, the middle finger of his right hand hurt badly.Looking closely, I saw that the first joint was already worn red and swollen, like a needle prick when touched.As for the wrist, it was also sore and limp.

It seems that copying books is also a hard job!
I have to persevere.

(End of this chapter)