After wearing a book, I married a disabled villain

When Wan Chengzheng was busy, Rongle was not idle either.

He didn't really regard himself as a model wife who should obey the three virtues and take care of her husband and children at home.

Feng Bin has already handed in the manuscript, and Rong Le helped him edit two editions. Since Beijing and China have been severely cracking down recently, don't jump on the line, so Rong Le asked him to change some of the more explicit descriptions to be more subtle .

To achieve the effect of still holding the pipa and half covering the face, at this time, silence is better than sound.

He just subconsciously used this line of poetry, not wanting to be shocked by Feng Bin as a heavenly man, thinking that he is an unborn talent, and respecting him even more.

Rong Le explained several times that he didn't write it, he just borrowed it, and Feng Bin agreed "well and well" on the surface, but the respect in his eyes was even more obvious.Probably because he believed in his heart that he said that on purpose because he didn't care for fame and fortune.

Rong Le wasted his tongue in vain, and finally had no choice but to give up.I just thought in my heart, I must pay attention to what I say in the future, it is better for this kind of thing to happen less.

Since he doesn't have that talent, there's no need to use ancient poems to put gold on his face.

Compared with Feng Bin, Rong Le was a little surprised by Wo Chunchi's manuscript.

At that time, he just had the mentality of giving it a try. In the later conversation, he learned that Wo Chunchi could also paint, so he thought that if the other party really had no talent in writing, he could just stay and become a painter.

But I didn't expect the other party's manuscript to be of good quality.Although there are still some small problems, but the flaws are not concealed.

After all, the story that was used to test the waters in the previous book was his first writing, so the context was not clear and the plot was very confusing.But this book has the outline that Rong Le made earlier, as long as he expands and writes according to the above plot, his writing style will be highlighted at once.

While watching, Rong Le felt that she had found a talent, and she was so beautiful in her heart.

He picked out a few problems that greatly affected reading, and asked Wo Chunchi to take them back and make corrections, and asked him to submit the revised draft as soon as possible.And after finalizing this time, these two books will be prepared for publication.

On the other hand, he asked the owner of the bookstore to contact the printing workshop, but the reply from the boss was not optimistic. Although paper has become popular nowadays, printing needs engraving.And this is a book with tens of thousands of words to be printed, so the price of engraving or hiring a master engraver will not be low.

Rong Le got impatient when he faltered and faltered, and frowned, "Just tell me how much it costs?"

After getting an answer of tens of taels of silver, Rong Le thought about it. Although the silk and satin shop can bring him a profit of 80 taels a month, he can't invest all of it in the bookstore.

And a book costs dozens of taels of silver, so wouldn't he have to spend so much every time he prints it?Rather than spending money out of a pen, it is better to buy a printing workshop directly.

So he directly asked the boss about this method, and the boss's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd, "My lord, the method you said is not impossible, but... like the printing workshops are all under the name of the family, not to mention how much the workshop is worth. Money, I’m afraid that even if you have the money, you won’t have a place to buy it.”

Rong Le was surprised, she didn't expect such a statement.

He let the bookstore owner go down first, and after Wan Chengzheng came back, he asked him about the printing workshop.

Wan Chengzheng has been sitting in a wheelchair in front of people, but Rongle always feels that this is not good.The body is like a machine, if it doesn't work, it will rust. Since he can walk, he needs to exercise more. The more he sits, the greater the burden on his legs.

Rong Le hesitated for a long time, but still told Wan Chengzheng his opinion.

Wan Chengzheng didn't answer him at that time, he just thought that the other party was refusing.But unexpectedly, since then, Wan Chengzheng really didn't use the wheelchair anymore after returning to the room.

Now Wan Chengzheng no longer shy away from walking in front of him.He knew he had a problem with his right leg, so he would be slow.In this way, it looks almost like an ordinary person.

Rong Le originally wanted to go to help him, but after thinking about it, with Wan Chengzheng's personality, he might not be willing to accept such a move like being sympathized and helped.

But when Wan Chengzheng approached, Rongle still couldn't help stretching out his hand.Wan Chengzheng grabbed his hand and sat beside him.

Probably the two of them slept on the same bed every night, and Rong Le didn't feel awkward when they were used to such a close distance. Instead, they adjusted a comfortable posture for themselves, and then raised the question about printing.

Wan Chengzheng was very clear about this, and he patiently explained to Rongle: "The papermaking technology in the previous dynasty was immature. When the Zhou Dynasty was established, paper was widely used, but it was still considered a luxury for ordinary people. These paper, Almost all the printing workshops were backed by aristocratic families, and the source of culture was monopolized by the aristocratic families. Although Emperor Wen later proposed the imperial examination, which barely opened a door for the poor to enter the imperial court, there were still very few scholars who made it to the top through this method. Many common people You can’t even get the money for the postgraduate education, let alone train a student for decades.”

He said to Rong Le, "Except for general reading materials such as Four Books and Five Classics, Agricultural Books and Medical Classics, if you want to print other books, you need to go to the local yamen for record, and then send them to the state-level library for review. If you don't want to Let you publish, and this level of review alone can keep you stuck for more than ten years."

It dawned on Rong Le, if the printing workshop is the hardware of cultural communication, then the review is the software, restricted by both sides, it is indeed a big problem to go beyond the aristocratic family to publish books.

Rong Le thought of the erotic pictures that Zhao Er gave him later, and he was afraid that those things were banned not only because of problems with the content, but because they were published illegally.

He humbly asked Wan Chengzheng, "Then if I want to buy a printing workshop, will it be difficult?"

Wan Chengzheng raised his eyebrows, he was really surprised this time, "Are you still thinking about your bookstore?"

When Rong Le went to make a fuss at first, he watched coldly from the sidelines and didn't bother to care.Later, the relationship between the two changed, but he still didn't intervene, because he thought it was unnecessary, and even if a small shop lost money, it was not a big deal.

He still has a lot of shops in his hand, if Rongle likes to make money, it's okay to give him a few.

It turned out that Rong Le really took his heart. First he came up with the idea of ​​renting books, and then he did some "recruitment". He found a few scholars who could write stories, and now he even bought a printing workshop for publishing.

At this time, he finally became a little curious about what Rongle was doing, and asked Rongle to bring over the two precious notebooks for him to have a look at.

The revised version was brought back by the bookstore owner Rong Le, and now what is left in his hand is the previously discarded draft.Excitedly, Rong Le ran to the book case, took down two finger-thick books from her small bookcase, and hurriedly sent them to Wan Chengzheng.

Kind of like a kid who shares a favorite toy with a close mate.

Wan Chengzheng picked up Feng Bin's notebook first, and read it through.The content of this book has long been remembered by Rong Le, but when Wan Chengzheng turned to the pages with detailed descriptions, he still felt a little embarrassed.

He quietly looked at Wan Chengzheng, only to find that Shizi's face was calm, as if those "soft XX", "round XX", and "snow-white XX" would not affect him at all.

Not to mention embarrassment, he didn't even move his eyebrows.

Waiting to turn to the last page, he closed the book and left a comment, "The story is not bad."

Rong Le asked eagerly, "Can you sell it?"

Wan Chengzheng thought for a while and said: "First of all, you have to consider one thing. Ordinary civilians are illiterate and will never become your customers. And poor students do not have much money in their hands, so they are unlikely to buy a book. Books that are useless for imperial examinations, you can only sell books to those noble children who like romance."

Rong Le knew from the very beginning that the audience for this business would not be very wide, after all, the popularity rate of ancient characters was very low.But he didn't expect Wan Chengzheng to cut off part of the audience for him all of a sudden.

He retorted: "Students from poor families also have wealthy families." The so-called difference between poor families and aristocratic families lies in whether the family has a title or not, and whether the ancestors have been officials in the court.Take the current Xungui as an example, if the family is flourishing, continuous, and can always occupy a high position, it may not be impossible to become a new family in the future.

After years of accumulation, some poor families are not too small, and some poor families may not be as prosperous as these poor families they despise.

Wan Chengzheng did not argue with him, but said: "The premise is that students who are not interested in imperial examinations."

Rong Le murmured in his heart. He read novels when he was in school, and he didn't say that his grades fell behind. Later, he did well in the university entrance examination.

Wan Chengzheng really doesn't understand the thinking of these students, reading novels is equivalent to entertainment in leisure time.

Those who can really pass the imperial examination are by no means just studying hard.

But there's no need to tell Wan Chengzheng this kind of thing, he asked Wan Chengzheng to read the other book and give him some advice.

Wan Chengzheng just read this book casually at the beginning, but from the speed of turning the pages, he could find that he read more and more seriously, which was much slower than the previous one, and he seemed a little unfinished at the end of the page, "Is this gone? "

Rong Le nodded, and said honestly, "This is only the first part, and I wrote the outline of the first two parts."

Wan Chengzheng said: "This book is much more interesting."

Rong Le thought to himself, as expected, men like to read the heroine Xiang Shuangwen. This "Hongxi Continent" was compiled by him according to the rhythm of "XX Sky", the master of Shuang's anthology. When it came up, the heroine fell into trouble, and his status plummeted , was ridiculed by people around him in various ways, which laid a solid foundation for future slaps.

However, he only listed the outline, but Wo Chunchi was able to enrich the story to such an extent that he suddenly felt a sense of supporting the author to write a custom essay.

He was triumphant, "This is the masterpiece of our bookstore!"

Looking at his little expression, Wan Chengzheng felt itchy in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be indifferent, "Do you still want your printing workshop?"

Rong Le's eyes lit up immediately, "Yes!"

The author has something to say: It has always been my dream to write custom articles for the Goddess Baoyang. In reality, I can’t do it. I can only enjoy myself in the article_(:з」∠)_