I opened a bookstore in ancient times

The moonlight was bright, and Song Jin chatted with Mr. Fu for a long time, but he still hadn't left.

Su Yao didn't bother, but before it was time to sleep, he leaned on the couch and flipped through two pages of the storybook.

But why is it so important that Master Song should come at night?

Su Yao is not a troublesome person, and he doesn't bother to inquire.But when he was in doubt, he continued to turn it up.

Mr. Wednesday's "Begonia Dreams" is about to be finished, and the last volume has been scheduled to be published again, which happens to be sold before Ah Yan officially starts school.

Su Yao looked at Ah Yan, who was eating steamed goldfish dumplings, and thought, this lucky guest, maybe he will have the money to eat it often in the future.

Make a lot of money and raise Ah Yan.

Child grows body and is easy to be hungry.

There were still six big goldfish steamed dumplings left, Qi Bo warmed up Ah Yan, and Ah Yan sat in Su Yao's room to eat.

Su Yao smiled: "What did you and Cheng An have for dinner tonight?"

Ah Yan swallowed a mouthful: "I cooked porridge, bought dried shredded rice from the restaurant, stir-fried baby spinach, and a young chicken."

The Sun's restaurant in the square can also make chicken?This is rare.

"Is it okay to eat?" Su Yao asked.

"It was delicious."

Ah Yan ate happily, drank a few mouthfuls of milk, and asked, "Young Master, is this Mr. Song today Mr. Fu's wife?"

"Mr. Fu is called like this." Su Yao recalled, "What did you and him talk about just now?"

"I only chatted a few poems of predecessors. Mr. Song is very knowledgeable, but he is teaching me."

After Ah Yan finished speaking, he was very silent, and then hesitated: "Young master, who is Mr. Song? Is it just a family teacher from a high-ranking family?"

if not?

Su Yao thought this way, and then suddenly remembered: the new governor of the old capital is also named Song.

But Su Yao smiled for a moment: How is it possible?

Songfu Yin was the Tanhualang of the first emperor, how could he have taught Fu Gezi in the old capital?

Thinking of this, Su Yao was startled for a moment, and suddenly felt something was wrong——

Mr. Hetai only appeared in Jiujing two years ago, and there had never been such a person in Jiujing before.

At first, Su Yao only thought that Mr. Fu probably moved out of the house two years ago, and because of his status as a concubine, it has been unknown.After writing this book, it became famous in old Beijing.

But if it is, Mr. Fu didn't live in Jiujing before, but somewhere else... Or, is it in Beijing?

The candlelight was panicked, Su Yao couldn't help but froze for a moment.

Seeing his silence, Ah Yan pursed his lips slightly.

He didn't spend much time in Beijing, and he was still very young at that time, but he seemed to have seen Mr. Song's face before.

After all, this kind of Zhou Zheng's appearance is rare, even though he was very young, he left a little impression.

If... it really is that Tanhua Lang, this Mr. Fu, who is he in the Fu family in the Western Capital?

Ah Yan had a bold guess, but there was no way to prove it.

After all, after he was displaced, he didn't know about the court affairs.

He didn't know much about the Fu family in the western capital, he only knew that the foundation was deep, and several of his children were serving in the court.

There are two most famous ones: one is Master Xiao Fu, who is known to many old people in old Beijing, and the other is Fu Xiang, who is gradually not mentioned by people nowadays and is said to be recuperating in the south of the Yangtze River.

Today, he killed his father and brother, pretended to ascend to the throne, and became the emperor and courtiers. Although this Fu Xiang was in the limelight in the past, he had to resign due to illness.

It's a pity.

It was the first time that such a young person appeared in the prime minister's team of Guochao.

These things are just A Yandao's hearsay, but looking at his boss Su, he doesn't seem to know even these hearsay.

I just want to live a small life and make money wholeheartedly.

Live big.

As the person holding the original book, Su Yao naturally only remembered the important characters in the book.There are many things that are not mentioned in the book, and the original owner has no memory. Su Yao has been recuperating from illness for a year, so she doesn't know much about it.

His low-ranking move is the cannon fodder of ordinary people, and he can just live in his own small family, and he doesn't need to know much.

The only major event in recent years is the palace change.

Can't burn him either.

Su Yao rubbed Ah Yan: "Why did you ask Mr. Song?"

Ah Yan paused: "Look at how knowledgeable he is."

Su Yao smiled: "After two days, if you go to the academy to audit, you will still meet many well-educated gentlemen."

Ah Yan's eyes lit up: "Can I go?"

"I asked for you, and it's okay to say it." Su Yao warned again, "Remember not to be rude to your master and classmates."

"Thank you son, Ah Yan must abide by the rules."

This child is the most reassuring.

Su Yao watched him finish eating, and then sent him to wash up. This time, Song Jin and Fu Ling's chat finally came to an end.

Song Jin frowned slightly: "It depends on what you mean, why don't you move this time?"

"I have a lot of thoughts today. There is a sudden rumor in the palace that the prince will be abolished. Maybe it is just a temptation to the courtiers."

Fu Ling shook his folding fan and smiled, "It's not that the prince is ineffective for a day or two, why is it because of a dancer at this time, I remember being useless?"

"It's true that something is wrong." Song Jin pondered for a while, "Then hold back this time, let me give you a word, just keep silent. Let's see what we are going to do today."

After the words were settled, Song Jin lowered her voice a little, and brought up something else: "Just now, I chatted with this child named Ah Yan, and his conversation and demeanor are really not like a slave."

He smiled lightly again: "However, if it was taught by your boss Su, then it is also possible."

"It's not my house yet."

Fu Ling was neither salty nor salty, and he still remembered the "really useless" look in his eyes just now.

Song Jin seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Fu Ling had no choice but to erase the words, and then mentioned: "Concubine Yong has passed away, so we have to look for the nanny back then. The nanny knows best about birthmarks, eyebrows and eyes. Otherwise, even if we find someone, we won't be able to prove their identity. "

Song Jin nodded, but took up the words just now, quite disgusted: "I live in someone's courtyard, when can I live in someone's room?"

Fu Gezi was irritated: "What's the hurry, Master?"

"You are an old stone, you finally let someone make a hole, you finally opened up, and you remember the important things in your life, can I not be in a hurry?"

Song Jin got angry when she mentioned it, "When you were in the middle of the capital, your teacher and mother searched for you a lot, and you didn't even look down on me. Outsiders always talked about you, and I was still thinking about finding Pei Yi..."

"Master." Fu Xiang's face darkened.

"Okay, okay, now I know you're okay."

Song Jin gave her students a smooth ride, and then smiled meaningfully, "Do you need help from your master at your progress?"

Fu Ling's eyes sank: "Master, don't mess around, he's not in good health."

"Why am I messing around?"

Master Song was wronged, and he couldn't help but began to wonder what kind of image he was in the hearts of the students.

In her teens, she abducted the image of a teacher's mother's little girl.

Thanks to the family relationship between your mother and your mother, otherwise your mother's father would have broken your leg.

If Mr. Song could hear it, he would have to refute it: Your teacher's wife and I were childhood sweethearts, you love me, so why did I abduct her?

It's a pity that he couldn't hear it, and he couldn't argue, so Fu Ling said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it, Master, I have my own ideas. If there are difficulties in the future, I will find Master again."

"to make."

This student had big ideas for small things, Song Jin didn't interfere too much, chatted a few words casually, and then left.

Although Su Yao's room was brightly lit, it was already late at night, and Song Jin didn't bother after all.

Fu Ling sent him away, proudly telling Su Yao one or two.

The clear moonlight falls from the distant sky, reflecting the shadows of the sparse flowers and trees in a courtyard.The shadows of the branches are hidden, and the light of the moon is leaking out.

The insects chirped happily, and the vegetation shook.

Fu Ling approached Su Yao's room, and was about to raise his hand to knock on the door, when he heard the sound of water.

This is……

The weather was slightly hot, and she went out for a whole day, so Su Yao took a bath to relax.

No matter how much nonsense is said outside, Fu Xiang can still do it.

Fu Ling instantly understood what Su Yao was doing, and his heart fluttered for a while.

There is also a rare slight panic.

Standing up with his hands behind his back, he regained his senses and turned to leave.

Seeing his shadow reflected on the window, Su Yao called out, "What's the matter, Mr. Fu?"

Fu Lingteng panicked.

Feeling panicked again for no reason, he opened his mouth and cleared his throat again: "I sent my master away, Boss Su should go to bed earlier."

"it is good."

Su Yao's tone was slightly smiling, and seemed to move again, and the sound of water splashed, "Mr. Fu had a good night's sleep."

Fu Ling didn't even bother to answer, so he walked away.

What Mr. Fu dreamed that night, Su Yao didn't know, he slept very well, and the next day when we went together, only one person came from Qingshi Academy.

It was originally to discuss the "Complete Score Composition for Middle School Students" mentioned last time.

The people in Qingshi Academy did not want to publish books as Xie Lang expected, but said: "Originally, the academy would publish anthologies every year, but because the students are not well-known and pay little money, the engraving workshop is not very interested, and gradually I won't do it."

The man smiled apologetically and said: "If Boss Su wants to come up with it, there are only three things right now. First, the academy doesn't pay much for the engraved money; second, try not to set the price too high, after all, the students are not very old. Fame, the asking price is too high, and the reputation of the academy is tarnished; thirdly, I hope that the engraving workshop can retain the students' fonts instead of the same square characters when engraving."

This requirement can be summed up in one sentence: trouble and no money.

Su Yao couldn't help thinking about it.

After weighing it, he still wanted to agree.

But although it is not very profitable, it is good for the reputation of the bookstore.

This anthology can probably sell quite a lot. If only Su's Bookstore had one in the old capital, it might not be unprofitable with small profits but quick turnover.

Being able to take the opportunity to make the bookstore famous will be beneficial in the future.

Su Yao thought for a moment: "The money for the engraving does not need to be paid by the academy. My bookstore has always been paid by the bookstore, and it will be divided [-]-[-] with the academy. What do you think?"

The people in the academy were satisfied, and said that they would draw up a contract in another day.

Su Yao hurriedly asked Xie's engraving workshop about the price. He thought that the price would be high and he would have to negotiate the price several times, but he didn't want to. After a while, the servant next to shopkeeper Liu talked back and forth, and gave him a very low price.

Su Yao was slightly surprised.

Lin Niang didn't think much about the resignation letter last time, she just wrote it in a hasty way, and sent another letter to Su Yao again, not sincerely.

Su Yao knew that Linniang had treated the bookshop favorably.But the cost of production is so low, he still didn't expect it.

Shopkeeper Liu's servant respectfully said, "Boss Su is a family friend with the engraving workshop. Our big shopkeeper said that we can't collect money according to the rules of doing business."

Su Yao naturally felt that he was taking advantage, but Qi Bo whispered: "When many bookstores grow bigger, they will change their engraving workshops. For example, after Jin Yuzhai became famous, it re-published books with Chen's engraving workshop. The original engraving workshop lost a lot of business. The Chen family made an extra sum, and gradually the original engraving workshop was squeezed out."

"Young master, our family bookstore seems to be prosperous, and the Xie family is also on good terms with us. If we become famous in the future, we must also remember the benefits of the Xie family, don't just change the engraving workshop. Only by supporting each other can we go far."

Su Yao is still worried: "That can't make the Xie family lose money and help us."

Qi Bo smiled slightly: "Don't the Xie family eat by themselves? You don't understand, but I know something. At this price, the engraving workshop still makes a lot of money, so why is it losing money?"

That's it.

After discussing this matter in Qingshi Academy, in the next few days, the sample picture book of "Yunxian Mengyi" was also produced.

Su Yao was busy for a few days, contacting various places, and finally finalized three books: the anthology of Qingshi Academy, the picture book of "Yunxian Mengyi", and the new books of Mr. Zhou Zhou and Mr. Qin Si Chu Wu.

Wait to print and start making money.

After the discussion, Su Yao took some time off and returned to the mode of dazed health preservation.

In the afternoon of this day, the tea stove was gurgling and blazing, and Su Yao was guarding the counter with his eyes closed, when suddenly a young student ran over: "Master Su, Mr. Su, come with me!"

His tone was anxious, and Su Yao woke up immediately: "What's wrong?"

The student was out of breath: "Your family Su Yan is listening in the academy, something happened, come with me!"