I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

There are currently five short stories in the "Collection of Tricks" written by Mr. Gongyang.

They are "Night Pearl" based on the "Glowing Stone" incident in Chen County, "Fairy Jump", "Hongmen Inn", "Shoddy" and "Porcelain" which Fu Wenyu made up himself.

Except for "Pearl of the Night", the other four are also very classic scams. Even if the people in the village don't

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I have met and heard of one or two of them. Moreover, these were short stories that could be printed in one go, so it didn’t take long for the villagers to find the corresponding Liuzhou tabloids, or have someone copy them, and they started rehearsing enthusiastically.

Even if you are illiterate, it doesn't matter. Because of the existence of village schools, every household can find a literate person or find a literate person to help translate.

Therefore, most of the teams formed in the end are one family, or a combination of several families.

You play Zhang Sanlang and I play the liar, and then let someone play the waiter, shopkeeper, etc., there is no difficulty.

The only bad thing is probably that they always like to ask Fu Wenyu to judge the performance halfway through the performance, hoping to find out the good and bad things from him in advance and make corrections. So a few days later, Fu Wenyu, who couldn't bear the disturbance, went to the city at dawn on the pretext of studying and would not go back until dark.

The same is true today,

Fu Wenyu got up early, and after a quick breakfast, he followed the ox cart of his sixth aunt's family into the city to sell vegetables, and arrived at the school many times in advance.

He now comes to the school every five days to consult Master Chen.

Everyone in the school knew that he was Fu Wenyu who wrote the storybook, because the last time he asked someone to copy the illustrations, there were many people and he didn't hide it, so it spread quickly.

During that time, both the master and the students in the school were very shocked.

In their opinion, those who can write novels such as "The True and False Young Master", "The Legend of the Divine Eye", "The Treasure Map of Rebirth", and even come up with ideas such as "Peripheral" and "Thirteen Styles of Yunxiao" should be He is a man with rich experience and has traveled all over the world. How can he be a young man who is only fifteen or sixteen years old?

No one else has left Liuzhou.

It's incredible!

So during that time, when Fu Wenyu was walking in the school, people would often come up to him and curiously ask him if he was the 'Fu Wenyu' who wrote the story books, and how he wrote those story books.

Even Mr. Chen, who was well-read in poetry and literature, could not bear to confirm with him whether the rumors were true or false.

Of course, there are also those who think that he is "losing his ambition by playing with things", and Master Li is the worst among them. One day I met him on the road, and the other party pretended to be a master and talked to him. In order to maintain the image of "respecting teachers and respecting morality", Fu Wenyu was very impatient at the time, and finally he was relieved by Liu Changmiao who was passing by.

Fortunately, the initial period has passed and things are much better now.

At least the whole day today, no one came forward to talk about the story. At most, a few strangers looked at him and whispered a few words.

These can be tolerated.

After coming out of the school, Fu Wenyu was a little idle.

It was impossible to go back, and if I went back now, I might be enthusiastically taken away by some uncle or aunt in the village, asking him to help me see how my play was going.

So Fu Wenyu decided to stay in the city.

Thinking that he didn't know what happened to "The Legend of Zhen Niang", he turned to shopkeeper Zhang.

One year has passed. Not only has Fu Wenyu changed a lot, Kaiyuan Bookstore has also become very different. At this time a year ago, there was only Zhang Er in the bookshop, but now there is one more person, and shopkeeper Zhang has also built up the next door, making the shop much more spacious.

When he passed by, there were about ten people in the shop, and the new waiter was standing behind the counter sorting out the new seals of Kaiyuan Bookstore and some storybooks from the capital, and taking them out according to the wishes of the customers.

Fu Wenyu saw this and walked over.

Nowadays, not only books of good stories from Liuzhou are sold to the capital, but books of good stories from Beijing are also sold to Liuzhou. The exchange of goods between the two places is a feast for the eyes of readers in Beijing and Liuzhou.

As soon as the new waiter saw Fu Wenyu, he immediately said happily: "Mr. Fu, you are here, the shopkeeper is inside."

"Then I'll go find him later."

Fu Wenyu answered casually, and then in the slightly surprised eyes of the guests around him, he asked him to take out the nearest storybook, flipped through it and selected a few.

"This one, this one and this one, pack them up and I'll take them away later."

The new guy agreed without saying a word, "Okay."

When he met shopkeeper Zhang, Fu Wenyu found that he was reading a storybook.

"Uncle Zhang, why don't you see Brother Zhang today?"

"Oh, him, I sent him to the printing room to watch them printing "Zhen Niang's Biography"." Shopkeeper Zhang closed the book and laughed, "Hahaha, now my old arms and legs are finally It’s time to hide and relax.”

"Wen Yu, why are you free to come here today?"

Fu Wenyu sat down opposite him and replied: "Just look around, and by the way, Uncle Zhang, how is the printing of "Zhen Niang Biography" going? When will it be finished?"

Shopkeeper Zhang said: "Everything else has been arranged. We are just waiting for Mr. Murong's illustrations. There will not be many printings this time, only two thousand sets, so they will be printed in about a month."

Two thousand sets was the quantity the two had discussed before.

Because "The Story of Zhen Niang" is a story about a female protagonist, which is different from the previous stories written by Fu Wenyu, so to be on the safe side, shopkeeper Zhang only allowed two thousand sets to be printed. As for the most profitable hardcover version, it has also returned to the initial quantity of fifty sets to avoid taking too big a step and losing money.

As for Fu Wenyu, he has already received five hundred taels and a thank-you gift from the Liu family, and there will be a steady stream of dividends from Changxi Class, so he doesn't care much about these.

But shopkeeper Zhang told him one more thing, "The Liuzhou tabloid said that they have received too many story books recently, and they will not be able to print your "Zhen Niang Biography" until later."

Fu Wenyu had no objection, "It depends on their arrangements."

Although he is confident that his words are no worse than others, he is not confident enough to jump in line casually. Besides, Liuzhou tabloid is not run by him, so he certainly cannot do whatever he wants.

After coming out of Kaiyuan Bookstore, he walked around again and accidentally saw a group of children singing.

“When you dig up wild cabbage heads, you don’t have to worry about eating and drinking;”

"Dig the wild vegetables to the end and add more water when cooking."

"I dug up wild vegetable roots..."

Is this the beginning of "The Legend of Zhen Niang"?

Fu Wenyu suddenly realized that according to the agreement between him and the Changxi Troupe, after the play was released, it would first be performed to the Liu family. Because no one would have thought that this play was specially arranged for Liu Changlian, so after the Liu family finished the performance, the Changxi troupe could perform it for others, and they did not say no to it.

After all, if you are not allowed to perform, then there will be another price.

And because Fu Wenyu put in a lot of effort during the rehearsal, and even purchased some of the costumes and props, Changxi Banquet will give him some more from the income from the subsequent play.

Thinking that being idle was idle, instead of being dragged to watch the villagers' performance after going back, it would be better to go to the theater. Moreover, he also had some things to discuss with the leader of the Changxi Troupe about the drama performance.

The theater was bustling with people.

Because Changxi Troupe is just an ordinary theater troupe in Liuzhou, and usually needs its actors to sing and earn money, so they do not have a fixed theater, but share it with others. Do your play today and my play tomorrow, or you play one play and I play one in one day, and everyone charges their own tickets.

When Fu Wenyu walked to the door, he heard a tinkling sound coming from inside.

"What kind of show is there?"

The gatekeeper nodded and bowed, "Young Master, you are here at a good time. The show is singing a new play put on by the Shouxi Troupe. Have you heard of "The Story of the Green Hairpin" that was printed in the Liuzhou tabloid a while ago? Many guests like it."

"The Story of the Green Hairpin"?

Fu Wenyu knew this story very well.

Not only did he know that "The Story of the Green Hairpin" was written by Sun Xiucai while wearing a vest, but he also knew that he lost a lot of money for it and had to sell his house to make up for it. He heard that a large part of the hardcover editions were still missing. Sell ​​it.

Perhaps he noticed something was wrong with Fu Wenyu's expression. The guard thought he didn't like "The Story of the Green Hairpin", so he added, "There will be "The Legend of Zhenniang" by Changxi Class later."

"Young master, if you dare to risk your life as a guarantee, you have never seen a play like "The Legend of Zhenniang". The person who plays Zhenniang is not unusual, but the strange thing is that the story seems to be happening in front of us!"

"Many guests looked at it again and again."

Fu Wenyu was so funny, thinking that I arranged "The Legend of Zhen Niang", how could I know?

So he said: "Give me a ticket for both plays." It happened to be early, so he also checked to see how "The Story of the Green Hairpin" was arranged. If he remembered correctly, that story had already been published. It's over.

The guard immediately handed over two pieces of paper, "Okay, young master, please keep it. First it is "The Story of Qing Chai" and then "The Story of Zhen Niang". When someone comes to check later, just give them a look."

Fu Wenyu took the theater ticket, walked in slowly, found a seat and sat down.

At this time, there was a woman on the stage waving her sleeves and singing. The general meaning is that her life was miserable since she was a child, and how miserable she was when she was sold into a brothel. Later, she was lucky enough to meet a certain man.

In the middle of the show, someone would come out from time to time, singing duet with her, or chatting with her. The rhythm was astonishingly slow, and there was no scene change in the middle, and there weren't many exciting plots to arouse the audience's emotions, not even ordinary dialogue. How many.

A quarter of an hour later, Fu Wenyu yawned.

Half an hour later, Fu Wenyu fell asleep.