The world's first playboy

After being forced to stay at home for half a month, the printing of new books and old books is almost done.

But this time Cui Jin learned his lesson and printed the big words "This story is purely fictional" on the title page of each book. If anyone comes to trouble him again, he will open these words Let the other party see clearly!

On this day, a bookstore opened in a prosperous area of ​​the capital. Because the location was near the surrounding stores, many people were attracted to it. When they saw it, what did they see?

Nine dust bookstore?

Isn't this fake?

Many people searched for it for a long time and thought it was a fake, but why did it appear today? !

Everyone soon understood that they couldn't find it last time because it hadn't been opened yet, and the name appeared in the book in advance to create momentum for the opening of Jiuchen Bookstore!

Everyone rushed forward one after another, they wanted to see for themselves what the Jiuchen Bookstore was like.

After entering, their eyes were brightened by the layout of the bookstore. The bookshelves were placed inside and arranged in columns. The books on them were brand new and neatly arranged. The categories were written on the side of the bookshelves.

And in the space between the bookshelf and the door, there are some neatly arranged tables and chairs. The tables and chairs are long and flat, and the chairs have no backrests. There are some pens, ink, paper and inkstone.

They were a little confused for a while, what are these things going to do?

Then they discovered that there are very few books here, no, it's not that there are few books, but that there are very few types of books, only the books written by Jiu Chen, He Guang, and Shen Zhou, and there are no other books!

What's going on here? !

Isn't this a bookstore?

Don't bookstores sell other books?

Doesn't it make money?

Countless questions piled up in everyone's minds, and then they saw a large "Reporter's Book" hanging on the wall.

The content is roughly that the store only sells storybooks and storybooks, and buys all kinds of storybooks written by ordinary people for a long time. As long as the manuscripts can be approved, they will be printed and published, and the profits will be shared.

Everyone was stunned. They had never seen a bookstore before, but they had never seen a bookstore that only accepted scripts?Is this really a bookstore?Isn't it true that someone wants to read the storybook so buy someone to write it?

Immediately afterwards, they saw this and another announcement below:

"Jiuchen Bookstore's first essay contest is about to begin. Creators who are interested in writing are welcome to actively participate. The manuscript will be published immediately. The prizes are as follows..." What is the essay contest?

They thought about it subconsciously, and then thought of it as the name suggests after a while.

Some free and interested people immediately wanted to participate. After reading the following call for papers and requirements, they returned home with great interest.

However, some people dressed in shabby and ordinary clothes, who were a little moved by the bonus, but suffered from the lack of new money at home to buy extra pens, inks, papers and inkstones, were secretly arrogant.

At this time, when the manager of the bookstore saw it, he stepped forward and said in front of everyone: "My lord knows that some lords are talented, but they can't write because they are too shy, so they asked the little ones to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstone in advance. If you are interested, you can just write the article on the spot in the store. If you can’t finish writing in one day, you can also record it and temporarily store the manuscript in the store, and continue writing the next day. My husband said that there is no text. First, it’s just a matter of interest, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t submitted a draft, as long as you are interested, you can come and participate, and the most important thing is to participate.”

Hearing this, everyone has a good impression of the owner of Jiuchen Bookstore. If he can open a bookstore, he is probably a literati, but literati are no different. They even give free pens, inks, papers and inkstones to take care of the poor, but they still take care of their face. , This is how high-spirited!

Xiwen does not pay attention to fame and fortune in the officialdom, and regards literature as something to cultivate sentiment. He is really a true scholar who does not care for fame and fortune!

"Is your boss Mr. Jiuchen?" Someone asked on the spot.

Although this is something that almost everyone knows well, there is still a lack of accurate words.

The steward nodded and said, "It's my husband. He has long wanted to make friends with talented people, but he has never found the opportunity. This essay competition also has a layer of meaning in it."

Someone couldn't help sighing on the spot: "Sure enough, Mr. Jiuchen is really a gentleman!"

Jiuchen's name has been completely wiped out after the farce of returning to Fengyage last time. Everyone thinks that he is a magnanimous and approachable person.

But now, Jiuchen's reputation has almost risen to a higher level. This time he has left the small circle of writing scripts, and has really entered the eyes of literati.

The literati are noble, and Jiuchen's quietness and lack of fame and fortune are just in line with their eyes and appetites.

The literati thought they were arrogant, and Jiuchen didn't pursue the misunderstandings of dozens of people, which made them feel ashamed.

Now that Jiuchen opened a bookstore, he doesn't compete with other bookstores for profit, only accepts scripts, and doesn't sell other books, which makes everyone respect him even more.

The bookstore's essay contest started, and Jiu Chen's name became famous again.

You may not know Cui Jin, but you must know Jiu Chen.

Even Elder Cui Ge could hear some news. Facing other people's eyes of envy or emotion on him, who would know the fuck in his heart?

Oh, and his oldest son.

The father and son looked at each other, relatively speechless.

No matter how speechless they were, they still couldn't deny that Cui Jin was indeed famous now, and it was a good reputation.

The only two Cui family members who knew how many vests this guy had were silent.

They just want to know if those people know about Cui Jin's vest in the future.What kind of expression will it be.

That expression must have been wonderful.

Even they couldn't wait to see it.

However, Brother Cui felt that he still had to prepare some guards for the seventh brother in advance, otherwise no one would know that he was sacked in a sack that day.

Cui Jin didn't know that his big cheap brother was already thinking about how to prepare for his safety in advance after falling off the horse, and he was currently screening manuscripts.

For the first essay call, he didn't think he could receive such amazing and brilliant manuscripts, but the manuscripts in front of him still opened his eyes.

I won't talk about the handwriting, anyway, those Cui Jin who couldn't read the words clearly typed back, and only looked at those who could read clearly.

However, I don't know whether he overestimated himself or underestimated those people.

Anyway, many articles written in classical Chinese...he couldn't understand them.

In his time, classical Chinese was no longer used in daily life, and he didn't learn much at school, and the original owner was not a student, so it would be strange if he could understand it.

But I don't understand how he chooses manuscripts?

Cui Jin scratched his head and decided to grab a coolie.

"Father, it's time to eat." Cui Ling knocked on the door as usual and called his father to eat.

Cui Jin looked up and saw him, his eyes lit up slightly, he suddenly smiled and waved to him, "Xiao Lingzi, come here, dad is here to test you."

Cui Ling: "..."

He suspects that his father doesn't read as many books as he does.

But after all, it's his father, so it's better not to give him face.

So he went in to see how his father wanted to test him.

His father picked a piece of paper on the table, held it in front of him and asked, "Can you read this and translate it? If you can, Dad will give you a gift."

Cui Ling took a look and found that he knew most of these characters.

Although these people all use classical Chinese, most of the words that can be used are everyday words, so he can read it fairly easily.

Although Cui Jin is an adult, he has lived in modern times since he was a child, and his eyes are smeared with classical Chinese, and he is completely incomparable with a native elementary school bully.

Although Cui Ling didn't understand everything, he probably understood the meaning. At least Cui Jin understood the story that he didn't understand at all.

A novel is not an essay, as long as you know the meaning.

At this point, one Cui Ling was enough, so Cui Jin, who was suffering from lazy cancer, did not plan to find anyone else.

He rubbed Cui Ling's little head, "Not bad! As expected of my son!"

Cui Ling: "..."

Is this really all right?

Forget it, his father is like this, let him be happy, maybe he can have another father?

At least he was just talking casually. It's not that the eldest uncle has no sons, so what's the matter with him rushing to be the son of the other party.

At this moment, he looked at Cui Jin with bright eyes. Although he didn't say anything, he was still very curious about the gift in Cui Jin's mouth.

Cui Jin smiled and said: "Your father and I have bought a lot of stories, and today I will reward you for not having to do your homework. How about reading stories all the time?"

Cui Ling's eyes lit up slightly, and he thought for a while, "Is this the story?" He pointed to the manuscript in his hand and asked.

Cui Jin nodded, pretending to say: "That's right, I'll show you everything like this, but you have to tell me after you read it, and I'll see if you understand it."

Although Cui Ling is precocious and smart, he is still a child after all. Since he is a child, how could he not like stories.

He immediately agreed: "Good father!"

Cui Ling smiled reservedly but couldn't hide her happiness.

Although... there seems to be something wrong, but I am really happy to see so many stories!

And Cui Jin also smiled very brightly.

I recruited a coolie without spending a penny, and the other party was happy and motivated to work. He is really a thrifty little housekeeper!

A few days later, the preliminary round of the essay contest passed, followed by the knockout round, and then the final round.

Cui Jin was not needed in these two games.

Of course, it's mainly because he's useless... Ahem!

When everything is on the right track, Cui Jin is free again. During this time, he has nothing else to do except writing manuscripts. As the owner of the bookstore, when and how many manuscripts to submit are all up to him.

The new book has been released, and with the two events of soliciting essays and the opening of the bookstore, the response is not bad.

The plot has already written that the protagonist's family was framed by the county magistrate, and he is about to rise from adversity and reverse.

And the follow-up plot, Cui Jin, has also been written, just waiting for the printing and sale.

Bored, he suddenly thought of the No. [-] vest that he had completed the old book.

Although the experience of "The Domineering President Falls in Love with Me" is magnificent and has experienced ups and downs, Cui Jin still likes this article.

Because he fulfilled his desire to write dog blood, he can be regarded as letting himself go in this book, and all kinds of dog blood are poured out without money.

After resting for so long, his heart was itching again, and the heart that yearned for dog blood was beating wildly.

Finally, one evening, he couldn't hold back anymore and dug a new hole in the study.

While writing about Cui Jin, he smiled sinisterly.

That night, for some reason, all the men in Chang'an City felt a little cold for no reason. They had no idea what was waiting for them.

The author has something to say: Cui Jin: "Please remember me, Cui Jin, a friend of women, a nightmare for macho men."

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The update on the 5th will be at 23:6 in the evening, and the update will start at 12:[-] noon on the [-]th.

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感谢在2020-08-0223:42:12~2020-08-0323:50:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: I want to be a koi spirit 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 2 bottles of silence are worth a thousand words;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!