Jia She, the drama of Red Mansions

After Jia She finished speaking, he glanced at the shopkeeper Nian, who seemed to be only afraid of power, and still hadn't changed his mind. He narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "Old man, I remember you have a granddaughter, right? Think about it, a beggar came to ask for marriage." , what will you do?"

"An official young master wants to accept her as an eighteen-room concubine? So what?"

Hearing this, even though his figure was a bit round, shopkeeper Nian jumped three feet high, furious: "Shoot out! Hit out, old age, I will go out and kneel down and beg my boss for mercy!"

As soon as these words were said, shopkeeper Nian fixed his eyes on Jia She, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly his body froze, and he gradually understood.Indeed...it is true that this story is not suitable for spreading.

Although their Nian family had been servants, they still had some ink in their stomachs, otherwise they wouldn't have been arranged to manage the bookstore.Especially after the investigation of the Dali Temple, the other masters of the Jia family did not say that the young master Jia Zhen is a big way, and he gave all the loyal servants left, including the old servants like them who have already let go to manage the shop, They all gave a hundred taels of silver.And read from their Nian family line, running the bookstore is hard work, and even gave the bookstore a dividend.

Even if the profit is only [-]% a year, as long as the Jia family is undefeated, it will be enough for their family to live a prosperous life in the future.Not to mention that the manager's annual salary is also quite a lot. Their family doesn't rely on their face like other people to act recklessly. They only need enough food to eat, enough clothes to wear and better clothes. They save money to buy fields, and guard the bookstore. , sons and even daughters are all able to read and write.Maybe more than ten years later, their Nian family will also be a well-to-do family of small officials.

How can I tolerate being transferred by these books? !

"Thank you, Mr. She, for your pointers. I understand now." When he came back to his senses, shopkeeper Nian wiped off his sweat and bowed his waist in salute.

"This is also the saying that the ass decides the head." Jia Shen's tone was somewhat solemn.He planned to hand over the matter of the story book to the shopkeeper Nian.Not only does it look festive like a beckoning cat, but this is a loyal family certified by Dali Temple.

So it has to be adjusted well, Sanguan must at least keep up with his rhythm.

Jia Zhen is the same way, dragging people over is to subtly influence them, otherwise he and Tan Li...

Wait, I thought of going for a fork in the road.

His eyes flashed past Tan Li, Jia She pretended to say how thirsty he was, softly sipped his throat, drank his tea, and quickly went back and forth in his mind thirty times while drinking, "Because it was rumored that we fell in love at first sight. It's always sticky and sticky, so it will be misunderstood."

Thirty times later, Jia Amnesty put down the teacup, squinted his eyes, and glanced at Tan Li. He found that he was calm, and continued his previous words: "Boss Tan, do you think this makes sense? Our identities are different. , look at the problem from a different angle. In fact, I can also understand the mentality of the people who wrote these words..."

It is similar to later generations, the school only teaches English, mathematics, politics, history and geography, the physical education class is divided, and the music class is even more legendary.Although the private schools of this dynasty also used the banner of cultivating the six arts of gentlemen, they did not take the imperial examination.

Even if the banquet is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you don't even have fame, who invited you to the banquet to play?We have to concentrate on getting the stepping stone of the imperial examination first.Therefore, private schools generally only talk about superficiality. Scholars whose families are clinking are poor, and those who are talented can still sell a word. drama book.

Although Tan Li's complexion did not change, but listening to Jia She's narration, the light in his eyes softened a bit.

Sensitively, Jia She noticed Tan Li's slightly upturned arc, and he was pleased with himself, so he waved his hand, ready to give the poor students a way of making money: "Master Nian, since you think these three people are okay, let them write the outline." Let’s customize the text. I’ll give the outline and let them expand it. It’s almost like embellishing the pen, it’s not difficult.”

"Besides, I can also show the wind and let other people try it. Anyway, I have a lot of brains, and I have a lot of stories to read!"

Jia She gave an example casually, "For example, the one who wrote about the fox fairy, let him take over the essay on cultivating immortals with the same theme. Also considering that they are not well-known in the capital, we might as well just grab the attention and just..."

Frowning and thinking for a moment, Jia Amnesty snapped his fingers, "Everyone knows about the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, so let's take advantage of He Xiangu's fame! Make a unit drama, write about Xiangu persuading a daughter who falls in love at first sight, beat a scholar on Facebook; enlighten snobbish parents, promote People in a mood; punish evil spirits, cure diseases and save lives. Of course, emotional dramas also need to be drawn, and the male protagonist must be handsome and have a family background..."

"Xianggu." Hearing this, Tan Li had to remind her aloud.He was afraid that Jia She would match three or four different men.

"In the end, I gave up the little love for the big love, and thus ascended to immortality, won't it be more infecting my heart?" Jia She smiled and said, "The tragedy made the little daughter-in-law and the big girl cry even more. Of course, look at the follow-up. If you send more blades, do it after the fact." An extra story, the lover turned out to be a fairy descended to earth. They lived a happy life in the sky. Why did the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother give birth to a pair of cubs, and Li Tianwang and Nezha were also father and son reunited in heaven."

Jia Amnesty felt that his logic was correct, and looked at Tan Li without blinking, "Can't Xiangu show her affection in the sky?"

Hearing this, Tan Li said without even thinking about it: "Yes. But remember to promote positive energy, don't be too obscene or profane."

"Uncle," seeing Jia She's crackling, Jia Zhen became more interested the more she listened, and hurriedly pulled his sleeve and said, "You said before that you would write a script for me, but you forgot, and you have to set a script for me." The background is huge, write me write me!"

"Why do you have such a sense of presence?"

"Uncle! I can study hard recently, I can also play Wu Qinxi, and..."

"Don't be coquettish! Okay, one is from a woman's perspective, and the other is about boys' upgrades." Jia Amnesty flicked Jia Zhen's forehead helplessly, and said with a lot of affection: "I want to see the fairy version, but I don't want to see it. It’s easy to write about officialdom, but after all it’s based on you, I’m afraid of becoming a proverb..."

"You might as well go adventurous and explore overseas." Seeing Jia Amnesty writhing in thought, Tan Li reminded him aloud.

"Uncle Tan!" Jia Zhen's eyes sparkled when she heard the words, she let go of Jia She, and looked directly at Tan Li.

Seeing this, Jia She was furious, "You have no conscience. Shopkeeper Nian, take your notes and write down that the prodigal brat, ignorant of the heights of heaven and earth, ran away from home, only to be abducted by human traffickers!"

Shopkeeper Nian's hand holding the pen froze.

"Am I your nephew?" Jia Zhen turned her head, "Uncle Tan, take care of him."

"Don't!"

When Jia She saw that Jia Zhen was looking for Tan Li, he quickly pinned down the person and stopped him, lest he would say something golden again, "Listen to me. Then he fought back wittily and bravely, not only saving the children came out, and turned the traffickers to the government. After the incident, the prodigal son knew the sufferings of the world. He planned to go home, but he wanted to make a career before going back. So he joined the army on the spot, enlisted, and started Afterwards, he went out with the army to kill pirates, and accidentally encountered a sea breeze, and was stranded on an isolated island. Thus began the legend of One Piece's life!"

"Upgrade stream, a million-dollar masterpiece!"

Seeing Jia She's excited look, Jia Zhen felt that the story should be good, so she slapped her thigh and became concerned about major life issues, "Uncle, what about your niece and daughter-in-law? I want ten...no, five...no, two Do you want one?"

At the end of the talk, Jia Zhen looked at the sharp black eyes, and raised her fingers aggrievedly, pitifully.

"Success, for my niece and daughter-in-law's sake! Two." Jia She narrowed his eyes, "One is the type who grew up with you, soft but strong, growing from a fisherman's girl to an excellent headed mistress; She is a female bandit on the sea, she is resolute and decisive, and she fell in love with you. After they and you experienced many adventures and ups and downs, the two of them finally understood each other and cherished each other, so much so that they kicked you off..."

Sensing Tan Li's gaze, Jia She turned his tongue, "Finally, you hug left and right, the three of you love each other as a family."

Jia Zhen didn't pay attention to kicking out the word, but thought it was very beautiful, and urged: "Uncle, you should quickly list this outline first! Let people write this first! Old age, go find more scholars, whoever writes well, there are many things. reward!"

Shopkeeper Nian answered in a daze, not sure if he was thinking too much, but always felt that according to Master She's intention, the last two girls seemed to be suspected of grinding the mirror.

Hearing this, Tan Li said, "You can offer a reward, but in the end, Enhou and I should co-author the writing. After all, scholars know very little about oceans."

When Jia She heard this, his eyes rolled slightly, and he glanced at Tan Li, feeling that he understood.

Occupying the ocean is the overlord of the new era!

Although there is no sea ban in this dynasty, it is said that the maritime trade only followed the route of Zheng He's voyages to the West in the past.Of course, this is also because Zheng He's fleet was organized by the imperial court, and private merchants did not have such strong capital strength.

If you want to organize a fleet to go overseas...

Thinking about it, Jia Amnesty frowned, seeing what Tan Li said, Jia Zhen, who became more cheerful, began to laugh mentally.

Isn't this the Golden Fleece made on the spot?

One roll is not enough, eight, eighteen can always afford the fleet.

Being a human being, comparison is still a good quality (づ￣3￣)づ╭～

Having made up his mind, Jia Amnesty also took the outline of the great adventure to heart, and pulled Tan Li to talk about the outline on the spot.Although I still need to draw up a detailed outline when I go back, but the general framework is laid out, and it is given out now, so that the publicity will be heated up one day earlier.

"Master Nian, I will add 1000 taels to get a poster and hold a competition!" Jia She said: "A luxury version of the custom competition. Whoever writes the best will not only get a reward of 1000 taels, but also get a [-]% discount on all book purchases in the bookstore in the future." .”

"If someone else asks, they will say that the rich will be self-willed, and the only seedling will be self-willed."

Shopkeeper Nian: "..."

Jia Zhen realized later, "Uncle, are you planning to make trouble? Are you still using my name?"

"If you don't like it, then I'll do it myself." Jia She said indifferently, "If it weren't for the fact that you are my nephew, you, Uncle Tan, might not bother to mention such a cool idea."

"Uncle, Uncle Tan, I was wrong, write me, write me! I..." Jia Zhen thought for a while, "I will add a first prize to the competition, and I will add a set of four treasures of the study. The ones my father gave me are all top quality."

"That's almost the same. By the way, shopkeeper Nian, call the scholar over to have a look."

"Yes."

Bookstore lobby in half an hour

Jia Jing listened to the people beside him reciting in cadence: "... I like to talk about the glory of the talented man in the storybook, with thousands of taels of silver, lake brushes, emblems, ink, rice paper and inkstones, both fame and fortune. What are you waiting for?"

"What are you waiting for? Beat up!"

Jia Jing's face became more and more serious, "Master...uncle, they have grown up, let them make troubles. If you have nothing to do, then the official still has official duties to attend to."

"I have something to do. For the sake of saving Gan'er, I'll sell you a favor. Old Zhao's grandson."

Jia Jing's eyes sparkled, the only one who could be called Lao Zhao by the eldest prince was the chief assistant Zhao Ge Lao.It is true that Zhao Ge is always an old fox, but recently there has been some minor disturbances in the Zhao family, and he naturally knows that Zhao Ge's grandson was exposed by his classmates for plagiarizing his paintings, because he was rejected by Mr. Mu Bai, who is famous for his calligraphy and painting, as a disciple.

But he couldn't figure it out, this matter might have something to do with him, Jia Jing, but what could it have to do with Jia Amnesty and the others?

The people behind the scenes are trying to pull it off, but there is no way to pull a piece of it.

Not the same circle at all.

"Don't look at me, I just received the news that Lao Zhao's grandson was instructed to come to the bookstore to find Jia Amnesty."

In the private room on the second floor, Jia Amnesty looked at the registration form and glanced at the person brought in. Suspicion flashed across his eyes, "Zhao Li, why does this name sound so familiar? First introduce yourself, what works, or On-site poems and songs, the subject matter is not limited, write one."

Hearing this, Zhao Li knelt down with a plop, "Master, please help me exorcise the ghost!"

Jia Amnesty was startled, and glanced at Zhao Li, who was kneeling on the ground. He looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked pretty good. He was white and tender, with a gentle and quiet appearance. He was dressed in a Confucian robe, and he looked like a pampered son. student.It's just that there is a lot of sadness in the brows and eyes at the moment, and the eyes are also red, like a little rabbit, so pitiful.

"You..." Trying his best to suppress the idea of ​​propagating feudal superstition, Jia She asked in a harmonious voice: "Did you go to the wrong place? This is a bookstore. We recruited people to write scripts. I suspect that there are ghosts and gods going to Guoqing Temple Find the host master."

"Uncle, uncle..." Jia Zhen looked at his uncle's appearance of abducting ignorant boys and girls, carefully glanced at Tan Li beside him with a dark complexion, and tugged at his sleeve.

Perhaps it was caused by a strong desire to survive, Jia Zhen took a closer look at the "culprit", suddenly her eyes lit up, and she lowered her voice, "Uncle, don't hook up, this is Lao Zhao's grandson, grandson! I was at my grandfather's house earlier. I've seen it several times, but Old Zhao is shameless, showing off vigorously, I remember it firmly, this person can hold a pen in three months."

"Old Zhao, which one?"

"Senior Assistant, Mr. Zhao Ge!"

Hearing this, Jia She turned his eyes to the kneeling Zhao Li with difficulty, "Your father is that bastard Zhao Ergou?!"