Village Flowers and Female Scholars

After Yu Po drank the porridge and medicine, she finally calmed down gradually, and the big guy finally put his heart back into his stomach.

Just looking at her granddaughter's little face, which was originally indifferent to emotions and anger, became even more unhappy, Po Yu knew she was wrong, and said to Zhuang Wan flatteringly: "Wan'er, grandma just forgot, didn't you?" I deliberately didn’t drink the medicine, but don’t worry, I won’t forget it in the future, I drink it every day, can it work?”

Zhuang Wan's face turned slightly warmer when she heard Yu Po's assurance, but her tone was still a little blunt: "I'll cook it for you in the future, so I won't forget it."

Yu Po leaned against the head of the bed and smiled weakly, showing her bare gums: "My dear grandson, you can't even start a fire, and you want to help your milk boil medicine. What's the matter? You stay up until midnight every night, and the cock crows , Grandma also hates your hard work."

Zhuang Wan's drooping eyelashes do not show her expression, but from Xie Yan's angle, she can still see the woman's slightly pursed lips, which seems to be a bit wronged, Xie Yan can't help thinking, 19 years old, in ancient times She was a pretty old girl, but in the eyes of Xie Yan, who pretended to be a 27-year-old soul, she was just a little girl. Thinking of how much she could do for Po Yu, she couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

"If you really feel sorry for me, I'll take the medicine on time." The tone seemed flat and unwavering, but there was a little bit of anger, which couldn't be heard if you weren't careful, as if she was accusing Granny Yu of stopping the medicine.

Xie Yan seemed to be able to hear a soft hum from behind.

What a proud little girl.

But Xie Yan didn't dare to show anything, after all, she was just a 15-year-old girl at this time.

Cao E wanted to stay and continue to take care of Granny Yu, but was declined by the grandparents.

Although Granny Yu was in a coma for a while, she still realized that Cao E was taking care of her. When she woke up, she was busy and said with relief: "Da'ezi, go back and rest, the old woman is gone now." It's much better, and I can get out of bed and walk. Wan'er always goes to bed late, and she always visits my room before going to bed. It's okay. You guys have been busy all day, go back and rest quickly."

Cao E couldn't resist, so she got up and took the child home.

Before leaving, Xie Yan turned around and said to Zhuang Wan: "Zhuang Xiucai, tomorrow you go to the town to get medicine, and I happen to be going to the street too, do you want to go together, let my mother come and take care of Granny Yu, and we can go out with peace of mind .”

Zhuang Wan hummed and nodded, "Huimin Pharmacy opens early, so I'll go there earlier. If you want to go out in the morning, you can go together."

After finishing speaking, Xie Yuangu, who was on the side, looked at her eagerly with his big hairy eyes, and his eyes softened: "If you like it, you can take it and raise it."

Yu Po on the bed also smiled and said: "Your new home has just been built, and you can bring Da Mao to the new house to make it lively and lively."

Xie Yuangu was so happy when he heard that, he hugged Da Mao and bowed to Zhuang Wan and Po Yu, saying, "Thank you Granny Yu, thank you Sister Xiucai, I will take Da Mao home at night, and I will bring Da Mao back to see Da Mao during the day." Mother, Gu'er can chat with Granny Yu to amuse and relieve boredom."

Everyone saw that he was well-behaved and cute, and the original dull atmosphere was suddenly broken. The three of Cao E, mother and son left the farmer's yard happily, and went home in the dark.

Because the new bedding has not been bought, the three of them huddled together on the kang in Cao E's room at night.

The weather wasn't particularly cold, and the kang hadn't started to burn yet, but the earthen kang was hard, and it wasn't very comfortable to sleep on. Cao E and Xie Yuangu were fine, but Xie Yan didn't like hard beds, so they slept well when they got up early in the morning. With backache, I thought that I must buy an extra quilt when I go to the street today, otherwise I might as well continue to sleep on the straw bed.

Cao E got up early, made porridge and went to the dealer with a small pot.

Xie Yan drank porridge after washing, and said to Xie Yuangu: "Does Gu'er want to go to the street now?"

Xie Yuangu raised his head abruptly, looking at his elder sister with dark eyes: "I want to go!"

"Then finish the porridge quickly and let's go to the town with Sister Xiucai."

Xie Yuangu, who still had some ink smears, finished a bowl of porridge in two or three strokes, wiped the rice grains from his mouth with his sleeve and said: "Sister, Gu'er is finished eating, let's go find Sister Xiucai."

Seeing that she hadn't eaten two mouthfuls of porridge, Xie Yan couldn't help laughing and said: "Mother just brought the porridge over, and Sister Xiucai went out after eating, why are you in a hurry."

"Hee hee~ Sister, let's wait for Sister Xiucai at her house."

Under Xie Yuangu's urging, Xie Yan had no choice but to speed up eating, washed the two bowls in a hurry, and then took Xie Yuangu out the door.

When going out, I still didn't forget to tie the gate with a rope, and said to Xie Yuangu, "Gu'er, when we get to the street in a while, if sister doesn't remember to buy a lock, you have to remind me, if there is no lock, when the time comes Your grandmother would come into the house while we were away and emptied our house."

Xie Yuangu was startled, and hurriedly said: "Sister, Gu'er will remember, don't let grandma and cousins ​​come to our house, I don't like them."

"Well, don't let them into the house."

When she went to the dealer's house, Zhuang Wan was still drinking porridge, and when she saw their siblings coming, she nodded slightly as a greeting.

Xie Yan looked at her sitting there with her back straight, just like her whole person's demeanor, even eating and drinking porridge is so upright and elegant, eating in small bites, silently chewing the food in her mouth, not rushing or impatient , the whole environment and time seemed to be fixed because of her movements, quiet and slow.

In the room, Granny Yu and Cao E were whispering these words, laughing lightly from time to time, which was especially warm.

In Xie Yan's memory, since being driven back to Cao's house, Cao E has hardly communicated with others in such a relaxed way, nor has she ever smiled like this, and Granny Yu's voice does not sound like it did yesterday. So weak, it seems that he has recovered a lot.

After Zhuang Wan finished her meal, she began to pack up some books that she had copied in recent days, and put them one by one into a suitcase, and carried them on her back. Compared with Xie Yan's small back basket, this suitcase had the same purpose, except that In ancient times, caskets were usually used to hold documents or clothes. Nowadays, many scholars use these caskets to make their luggage convenient for walking when they walk outside.

Xie Yan looked at the books she put in just now, and couldn't help but tease: "Is it "My Lady's Secret Affair"?"

The movements in Zhuang Wan's hands froze, and after a moment her tone became as flat as ever: "There are other scripts."

Xie Yan looked at the smear of pink on the base of her ear, so she stopped teasing her about it, but looking at the handwritten scripts, she couldn't help but her thoughts flew wildly, she didn't know how far the printing technology of this era had developed , asked cautiously: "Can't these words be printed out with a mold, copying one by one, how troublesome is it?"

Zhuang Wan glanced at her in surprise before replying: "Nowadays, all the books that can be printed are the Four Books and Five Classics, etc., which are widely circulated. You have to make a whole page of embossed characters in advance, and ink them before printing a page. , If there are too many prints, the handwriting will become blurred, and these scripts are not read by many people, and no one is willing to spend this money to engrave the template."

As soon as Xie Yan heard it, she knew that the technology of movable type printing hadn't come out at this time, at most it had reached the stage of engraving printing, and it was only practical in a small area. Large-scale projects are either developed by rich people or promoted by the whole country. Now she is just a small village girl, and she can't even solve the problem of feeding her family, let alone have this The strength to start such a large-scale thing.

It suddenly occurred to me that in modern times, the neighbor next door was a 70-year-old grandfather who used to be an old teacher in a rural primary school. He had an old simple mimeograph at home. According to him, in the [-]s, rural schools used This mimeograph is used to print test papers for the students. The old man sometimes asks her to turn the pages when he prints something. Therefore, Xie Yan has probably studied this thing and knows its structure, but he doesn't know if it is difficult to do it by himself.

Thinking of this, I had a plan in my heart, but now is not the time to think about it, Xie Yan secretly suppressed this thought, changed the subject and said: "Copying these scripts must make a lot of money without writing them, why don't you write them yourself?" After writing it, wouldn’t it be more profitable for others to copy it.”

Zhuang Wan who was walking in front froze, stopped, looked at it for a while and thanked Yan, "I don't know how to make up stories."

Xie Yan smiled and said: "I have a story, I tell you to write it."

Zhuang Wan frowned and said, "What stories do you know? You work in the fields all day long, but have you ever heard other people's stories?"

Xie Yan said unconvinced: "Don't look down on people. Although I don't know a few words and haven't been to many places, I love to dream. Many things in my dreams can be used as scripts."

Xie Yan was talking casually at first, but now she is so excited by Zhuang Wan, she even thinks this is a very good opportunity to make money, and most of the people who can understand the script are some scholars. People have always liked the love stories of down-and-out scholars, and the most typical representative of such stories in history is the story of Liaozhai. Strange Tales from Liaozhai mainly describe the love stories of some scholars and ghosts and ghosts, etc., which are not too suitable for the current period. need.

Liaozhai is mainly composed of hundreds of short stories connected in series. A small story is only a few hundred words or less. This is just the right volume for the current ancient society with underdeveloped printing technology, and it will not be too long. .

Thinking of this, Xie Yan was overjoyed. The period he was living in now was an empty dynasty, and he didn't know if there would be Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties in future generations. Now that he has this opportunity to come to this time and space, in order to survive and take root, only The story of being able to steal the offspring with the cheek to gain a foothold first.

Xie Yan has been particularly interested in Liaozhai stories since she was a child, and has also read many TV, movie, novels and stories with Liaozhai as the theme. Through expansion and polishing, she can write them in vernacular. A short story of two to three hundred words Liaozhaiwen can be expanded to [-] to [-] words, which is just right.

She said to Zhuang Wan: "I had a dream last night, it was about a story about a little fox demon and a scholar, this little fox demon is called Xin Shishiniang, I will tell you, and you can draw conclusions after listening ,how?"

Xie Yan has watched "Xin Shi Shi Niang" on TV, the original text and the vernacular text, so the impression is very deep. The story is sublimated, and it suddenly becomes taller. It not only caters to people's requirements for watching Xiaoqingxiaoai, but also improves the style at the end, so as not to be too petty.

It was less than an hour's journey from Shangyan Village to the town, Xie Yan spoke very slowly, and the story was not finished when he reached the street.

Seeing that the shop was right in front of him, Xie Yan had to stop and said, "Go shopping first, and we'll talk about the rest on the way back."

At this moment, Zhuang Wan's originally calm face showed a feeling of unfinished business. Seeing this, Xie Yan couldn't help laughing inwardly. As expected, she was still a little girl at heart, and she might like to chase dramas in modern times.

And Xie Yuangu, who followed closely beside him, was much more honest, blinked his eyes and said: "Sister, is the last little fox demon and the scholar together?"

"I won't give you any spoilers, let's talk about it on the way back." Xie Yan tapped his head lightly.

Zhuang Wan has always been restrained, suppressing the eagerness to move in her heart: "Well, I will go to the bookstore first and return the books I copied in my hand before I go to buy medicine. Will you go with me or split up and then reunite?"

Since Xie Yan had the idea of ​​writing a storybook with Zhuang Wan, she also wanted to go to the bookstore to see the market, so she hurriedly said: "Let's go together, but later Gu'er and I will go to buy bedding and a big iron pot. If you can’t get it, will you help me get it together?”

Zhuang Wan looked at the other's pitiful eyes and nodded, so the three of them walked towards the bookstore together.

The owner of the bookstore and Zhuang Wan are already old acquaintances. After she took out the basic books copied by hand, he would give her money together, one hundred cash per book.

I just heard the shop owner say: "Zhuang Xiucai's handwriting is as dignified and beautiful as ever, and he doesn't seem to bother. I asked a few people to copy this script together. After reading it, the customers only want the copy you copied."

Xie Yan had seen the contract written by Zhuang Wan before, and it was indeed neatly handwritten, but she had seen the copybook on the table at the Zhuang's house, and Po Yu said it was also written by her. Ordinary women's writing is so beautiful, it seems that this person has switched between copying books and writing freely by this person. After all, readers read story books to read stories, not to appreciate calligraphy.

The owner of the store asked again: "Which book does Zhuang Xiucai want to copy this time? These two books are all about the same number of words. The two books "The Ranger" and "Legend of the Huntress" have been selling more recently, and the latter has more words. , many ladies in the boudoir love to read it, and come here every day to ask, but I can’t arrange someone to copy it here, so I’ll just copy this book.”

Zhuang Wan turned her head to look at Xie Yan and said: "Take it easy for the past few days, my grandmother is sick and no one is taking care of her, I'm afraid I won't be able to spend my life to praise the script."

The store owner probably knows about Zhuang Wan's situation, and it's not easy to force the task. She doesn't copy from others, although the quality is indeed not as good as hers, she can only regretfully say: "OK, you can come back when your grandmother recovers." Take the storybook."

And Xie Yan who was on the side asked: "Shopkeeper, how did you collect the words here?"

The store owner looked at Xie Yan with some surprise, then turned to ask Zhuang Wan: "Are you two together? You didn't tell her how we accepted this—cough, let's see if your writing is good or not. According to the size of our unified paper and the fixed number of words and length of the famous script, every one hundred pages of the first-class script is calculated at three taels of silver, and each page is increased or decreased at thirty renminbi; It is calculated as one tael of silver per hundred pages, but since you are a young girl, could it be that she has also been educated, and Zhuang Xiucai is so talented that she can't write the original text, do you want to give it a try? "

"Then how do you define the level of scripts, which one is considered the best?"

"Oh, this little girl is really serious. Of course, I have the final say on the script. If I think it looks good, I will give you the top-notch money. Think about it, how can I still write a good script? Push it out."

Xie Yan asked again: "Then if I sell this script to you, can I still sell it in other places, instead of going to the bookstore, and going to teahouses and restaurants to sell it to storytellers and storytellers?"

"That's not okay. Once the storybook is sold to me, it can't be sold anymore. Alright, little girl, if you can really write the storybook, let's talk about it. You know, there are many talented masters with the storybook in recent years. Ask me to buy it, but I don’t know what it’s about, so I can’t read it without interest.”

Zhuang Wan didn't show much reaction to the shop owner's pointed words. After Xie Yan got the information she wanted, she took her younger brother's hand and pulled Zhuang Wan's sleeve out of the shop.

"I also want to go to other shops and ask if the price is the same."

When Zhuang Wan heard what Xie Yan said, she nodded, and took her to a few bookstores, but the result was the same. After she came out, Xie Yan whispered: "This bookstore is also quite dark, and a book of scriptures charges two or three taels of silver. , It’s only one or two taels to sell, and it’s only one hundred yuan for people to copy one copy. As long as we sell two copies, we basically won’t lose money. If we really write the script, we can find a way to operate it for a while. fan."

Zhuang Wan nodded, just now she didn't continue to accept Yu's copying of the script, but she was moved by Xie Yan's story.

The more Xie Yan thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this matter, so he turned around and asked, "How much money can we sell for the story we told on the road?"

"Three taels." Zhuang Wanyan said succinctly, according to the scripts she copied in the past, the story told by Xie Yan, with a little polish, can be regarded as a high-quality script.

Xie Yan's eyes lit up, and then she felt relieved. The story of Liaozhai has been passed down for so long and has such a great influence, and has been remade into various TV movies. Other market words can't be matched.

And the price of three taels of silver is really sorry for such a good script.

Wait until you get a book out to test the waters and see how the market responds. If you have a head, then think of other ways to get rid of the middlemen to make the difference, expand sales, and win the market.

"In this case, let's write according to that story. Is your pen, ink, paper and inkstone enough at home?"

"Enough is enough. I bought a lot last month. If you buy more, it will be cheaper and you can use it for a while."

Xie Yan then said: "Since that's the case, let's go shopping now, first go to Huimintang to buy medicine, and then you can go buy bedding and a big iron pot with us, is that okay?"

The amount of medicine is not much. When the box came, it was filled with a lot of books. When I returned, it only contained a dozen packs of medicine. When I passed by a candied haws stand, Xie Yuangu could hardly take his eyes off. Have you got any money, why don’t you take it out and buy it?”

Xie Yuangu was bullied and disliked since he was a child, and he developed a habit of being cautious and timid. Except for his own elder sister and mother, he maintained a strong sense of vigilance towards others, even Zhuang Wan and Yu Po. It was only after showing great kindness in advance that he gradually became familiar with him. Maybe it was Zhuang Wan who captured his heart with a puppy again, so his vigilance towards Zhuang Wan was reduced to the minimum.

Now he was asked to find a stranger to buy gourd candies by himself, he hesitated again, hiding behind Xie Yan with only a small head showing.

Xie Yan felt a little helpless, so he had to go forward to ask the price. When it was time to pay, a short white hand stretched out from behind, holding a copper coin between the two, and handed it to the old man selling candied haws.

Xie Yan couldn't help laughing, feeling sorry for her younger brother and finding it funny, and felt that this kind of forced autistic child was really pitiful. She only hoped that after coming out of Cao's house, she would become lively and cheerful, and that her mother would stop As submissive and timid as before, at least he can live out his own appearance.

Of course, the premise of all this is to make the family strong, and money is the premise of a strong foundation, so making money is the most urgent thing at present.

As for the one who can make himself reach his goal as soon as possible, Huaben will be a new way out, and Zhuang Wan may be the best partner.

Xie Yuangu, who ate the candied haws, was so beautiful in his heart. Sugar is definitely something that all children in the world cannot resist. He has never eaten such delicious food. If there is a tail growing on the back of his buttocks, he will definitely be cocked when he walks now One up.

"Sister, sister, remember to buy a lock."

Xie Yan smiled knowingly, if Xie Yuangu hadn't reminded her just now, she would have really forgotten about it.

"I went to buy a big iron pot later and bought it together. Gu'er has a really good memory." She praised without hesitation.

When buying quilts, they hesitated for a while. Zhuang Wan, Yu Po, and grandson brought them two quilts. At that time, they were covered with dirty clothes for a while, and it was not good to take them down and wash them before returning them. So, Asked: "Zhuang Xiucai, the quilt was covered for so long last time, and we are not good at returning it. If you want to buy it, you have to buy a new one. If your family does not lack quilts, how about I exchange them for silver?"

Zhuang Wan shook her head when she heard this: "Don't bother, just cover it up, it's just not going to be needed."

"Then I'll exchange it for money and give it to you, as well as the rice cooker."

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Xie Yan went directly to order two quilts and a quilt. The quilts are all made of cotton, and each bed only weighs about five or six catties. The back of the cushion is thinner and lighter, and the total is only about ten catties , that is, the volume is large.Xie Yan asked the shopkeeper to roll up the three quilts very small, and asked Zhuang Wan to carry two and she carried one.

"I bought a pot later and went back to boil water. I will hold this pot later. Thank you Zhuang Xiucai for helping me be a porter."

It's only a few kilograms, Zhuang Wan is not so weak, but seeing Xie Yan's thin body, she still has to carry a pot, and she doesn't know if she can carry it.

Xie Yan seemed to see her thoughts, patted the muscles on his slender arms that didn't exist, and said, "Don't look down on people, I'm strong."

She has always been as calm as Zhuang Wan, seeing her like this, she couldn't help but chuckle.

Xie Yan didn't lie, she was a little thinner because she didn't have enough food before, but she has a good foundation, this body is very strong, and she has a lot of strength, so she can eat well in the future , It's really no problem to carry it up and down.

I went to Blacksmith Wang to buy a pot, and I locked three locks for three rooms, and a big lock for the gate of the courtyard. I have bought all the things I want to buy today.

"Buy a few bone bones and go home. Granny Yu can't eat dry rice yet, so let mother cook bone bone porridge for everyone at night."

Zhuang Wan didn't object, but took out twenty copper coins and handed them over when paying, Xie Yan didn't have time to pay even if she wanted to pay.

"Why are you robbing me? There are three people in my family, one bite more than you. We, Gu'er, might eat it now."

Xie Yuangu immediately puffed up his chest and said: "Sister Xiucai, I may eat it now, I can eat two big bowls of porridge for one meal."

Zhuang Wan gave a rare smile: "Even if you can still eat, sister Qian Xiucai can always afford this porridge."

Seeing that everything was bought, Xie Yan greeted her back home: "Gu'er, this bone is for cooking porridge at night, you are responsible for carrying it, don't lose it."

"No, none of them will fall off."

"The pot is very heavy, let's lift one side each." Zhuang Wan suggested.

"—Hoo, I'll do it myself—"

"Why are you trying to be brave? The story wasn't finished when I came here in the morning, and I have to tell it all the way back. How can you tell it when you're panting like this?"

"Okay, let's lift it together—cough, it's actually not heavy, it's just getting in the way."

The author has something to say: Look, the way to make money is here.

Do you still want to raise rabbits?

These two chapters on the weekend are two in one, don't say I'm dishonest.

Xie Yan: I am very strong, I can carry eight cows horizontally.

Zhuang Wan: I'm a little weaker, but I can beat you.

hee hee~

感谢在2022-01-2220:11:47~2022-01-2319:56:54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 cast the rocket launcher: Tired of listening to the wind and rain, and 1 for grazing the stars;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Maoxixi, littlekate, more or less one;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: 1.5 sledgehammers with a height of 2 meters; 1 for Sakanachan, Xiaoyi, Xiaoxiankong, Today's Friday, Xiaochengzi, Yangjiang, and Xiaozhu;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阿斯顿74瓶；kingkong20瓶；叱咤风云的猫咪15瓶；迷迦勒10瓶；烁迦罗心不动转3瓶；老白、穿裤衩的大叔1瓶；

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