Traveling through history leaving a name

Chapter 190 Copy

PS: Thanks for the reward

There is an unknown error and a reward of 10000 starting coins.

Xiaowo Da Da Da rewarded 100 starting coins.

Yuan Gulong summoned the big watermelon as a reward of 100 starting coins.

Book friend 140101095940902 rewards 100 starting coins.

Muzi rewarded 100 starting coins for self-cultivation.

I have coded five chapters in a row today, and I feel that my brain has been exhausted. I will go to bed first and strive for three chapters tomorrow.

Soon, everyone gathered around.

At this time, a piece of manuscript paper torn in half was placed on a table.

Next to the manuscript paper were two young girls who looked ashamed and apologetic.

Opposite them were Tian Ling and Liu Rongqing with ugly faces.

"What did you do? How many times have I told you, don't damage the manuscript paper. I finally borrowed it from others. I showed it to you with good intentions. Are you going to repay me like this?" Liu Rongqing's expression was not good. He reprimanded the two of them.

"I'm sorry, Miss Qing! I didn't mean it." The girl named Dai Susu apologized.

"You broke their things, how can I explain to others?" Tian Ling on the side also said.

"Don't be angry, Sister Qing, Sister Ling, if you get angry again, it will be broken, why don't you ask Dai Susu and Zhou Wan to make another copy of the damaged content, I believe this can also be used by Yang Sanlang." Someone said to Liu Rongqing He Tianling persuaded.

"Sister Qing, if I break something, I will copy it." Dai Susu said immediately.

"Okay, you copy it again, and I'll let Tian Ling say something nice to Yang Sanlang and forget it."

Liu Rongqing nodded, and finally said to everyone: "I'll say it again, please cherish the book when you read it, otherwise don't read it. If someone breaks it for me again, I won't be as easy to talk to as I am now."

"Yang Sanlang is here."

Suddenly, someone shouted in alarm.

Whoa!
Immediately, everyone hid the manuscript like a frightened rabbit, especially the manuscript that was torn in two, which disappeared very quickly.

Finally, everyone turned their attention to the door of the classroom.

At this time, there was a young man standing at the door of the girls' school, and this young man was Zhang Qingfeng.

In fact, Zhang Qingfeng saw everyone's actions just now, which was very embarrassing.

"Liu Rongqing, where is my manuscript?" Zhang Qingfeng asked Liu Rongqing in the crowd angrily.

He didn't expect that the manuscript Liu Rongqing borrowed from him would be shown to so many people and even damaged.

It was already four or five o'clock in the afternoon, and it would be dark in two hours, so Zhang Qingfeng ran over to retrieve his manuscript, but he saw this scene unexpectedly.

"Yang Sanlang, we haven't read your manuscript yet. You can lend it to us for two more days and return it to you in two days." Liu Rongqing said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"No, I'm worried about borrowing it for so long. You guys will break it and lose it. I won't be able to cry." Zhang Qingfeng directly refused.

"Yang Sanlang, don't be stingy! The Romance of the Gods you wrote is really good, let us read it for two more days, and I promise you won't spoil it." A girl said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"Yes, yes, Yang Sanlang, for the sake of sister Ling, let us watch it for two more days." Another girl said.

"Yang Sanlang, how much did you write later, show us." Some people even want to see the follow-up plot.

Zhang Qingfeng laughed at this woman, you read my book and ruined it, do you think I didn't see it?Now I still want to watch the next episode, why are you so shameless?

"I just saw, you broke my stuff..."

"Yang Sanlang, I'm sorry, I accidentally broke it, I'll pay you..." Dai Susu stood up and said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"I don't want you to pay, just return the manuscript to me." Zhang Qingfeng said pretending to be angry.

"Yang Sanlang, let's lend it to us for another day, and we will return it to you tomorrow, what do you think?" Liu Rongqing said to Zhang Qingfeng.

"no……"

"Really?" Liu Rongqing asked.

"No." Zhang Qingfeng nodded.

"It's okay if you can't, sisters, hide the manuscript and don't give it to him. I'll see if he dares to snatch it back..."

Liu Rongqing was angered by Zhang Qingfeng's attitude. She was the eldest lady of the Liu family and had never been so angry before. If you don't listen, I'll give you a hard blow. Even if you don't want to borrow it, you will have to borrow it.

Now, it was Zhang Qingfeng's turn to be dumbfounded, seeing all the girls huddling together and not going to return the manuscript to him, what should he do?
Rob?Can you grab it?
"Sanlang, why don't you just borrow it for a day, and I promise to return your manuscript to you tomorrow." At this time, Tian Ling stood up and said softly.

On one side is her classmate, on the other side is her lover, and it is very uncomfortable for her to be caught in the middle.

"Okay, I'll come over tomorrow afternoon, and you must return it to me when the time comes, or I won't show you the rest of it." Seeing that there was no way to get the manuscript, Zhang Qingfeng could only borrow the donkey down the slope to tell everyone.

He also specially emphasized the following content. As long as they want to read the following content, they should not dare to destroy his manuscript.

"Don't worry, I promise to return it to you tomorrow." Liu Rongqing said to Zhang Qingfeng.

She is the daughter of the Liu family, and she is very prestigious in the whole school. If she speaks, Zhang Qingfeng will trust her just once.

Originally, he wanted to get back the manuscript of Fengshen Yanyi, but in the end he failed. Zhang Qingfeng felt a little bit annoyed.

"Sisters, let's copy this manuscript and return it to Yang Sanlang after we finish copying it. We can read it whenever we want." Liu Rongqing said to everyone.

"Okay!" Hearing Liu Rongqing's words, the school suddenly burst into applause.

In ancient times, there were no patents at all, and people in ancient times did not pay much attention to the idea of ​​piracy.

Only Tian Ling felt that this was a bit bad, but she couldn't say anything.

As a result, more than 30 women in the class began to grind ink to copy one after another. Each person copied more than 30 manuscripts, and Zhang Qingfeng's manuscripts were only more than 100 manuscripts. That is to say, one person only needs to copy three or four manuscripts to write All manuscripts have been copied.

In this process, it took everyone only one night to complete the transcription.

The next afternoon, when Zhang Qingfeng came to pick up the manuscript again, Liu Rongqing generously returned his manuscript to him.

After Zhang Qingfeng got the manuscript back, he immediately locked the manuscript in a box, and then hid the box under the bed.

After he was going to write these manuscripts into a book, he would find a way to print them into volumes and sell them, so that he could earn fame for himself.

It's just that he didn't expect that his manuscript had already been copied by the students of the women's school, and it was still being copied.

Everyone's handwriting is different, so many people decided to copy Fengshenyanyi from beginning to end.

On the second day, Zhang Qingfeng went back to his eldest sister's house and processed all the quill pens that his classmates asked him to process.

There are hundreds of these pens, and I don't know where those students got so many goose feathers.

Apart from the quill pen, the most important thing is to prepare the ink. It took two days and after buying all the raw materials, Zhang Qingfeng prepared enough ink.

He packed all these inks in small pottery bottles, and handed them one by one to the students who paid for the customization.

For this item alone, after deducting the cost, Zhang Qingfeng made a lot of money.

In this matter, Zhang Qingfeng felt that he had found a way to make money, that is, selling ink, and he planned to develop this into a long-term business.

In order to sell more ink faster, he decided to promote the use of quill pens.

So, a few days later, Zhang Qingfeng sent a sharpened quill pen and a small amount of ink to many students and teachers in the academy.

(End of this chapter)