The son-in-law of a prosperous family

It's boring to try to save face, Zhao Yunchuan doesn't like it.

"Is bamboo paper easy to use?" Liu Dongxu asked proactively.

Zhao Yunchuan: “It’s useful.”

"Then I'll buy some and try it later."

Zhao Yunchuan: "It's good, but not as good as Xuan paper. If you can afford Xuan paper, there's no need to put yourself in a difficult position."

"Save as much as you can, and use the money you save to buy more books."

Zhao Yunchuan was curious: "Are you short of money to buy books?"

A family that owns a carriage and a coachman can be considered a wealthy family. How could a wealthy family lack money to buy books for its children?

"I only have so much money every month, and there are many books I want to buy, so naturally I am short of money."

Zhao Yunchuan: "You like reading very much?"

Liu Dongxu: "Don't you like it?"

Zhao Yunchuan shook his head. He didn't like reading very much. In comparison, he preferred playing games and doing sports.

There were very few entertainment activities in this dynasty. He had tried reading storybooks before, but he never persisted. They were all clichéd love stories about talented men and beautiful women, down-and-out scholars and rich girls. They were not only vulgar, but also had a perverse outlook on life.

These are just the fantasies of some scholars.

he does not like!

The two of them kept chatting, and soon the car arrived at Mozhuju.

This is Zhao Yunchuan's first time to Mozhuju. At first glance, it feels like he has come to a modern bookstore. The shelves are filled with books and everyone can choose for themselves.

There are pens, ink, paper and inkstone at the counter, and waiters are there to serve you at any time.

There were many scholars inside, and everyone was choosing the books they wanted to buy.

Zhao Yunchuan and Liu Dongxu separated, one went to buy books and the other went to buy paper.

"Let's gather on the second floor later?" Liu Dongxu asked.

"it is good!"

Zhao Yunchuan arrived at the counter and was about to buy some rice paper when he saw a man dressed as a servant running in.

The boy lowered his voice and asked anxiously, "Have the new goods arrived?"

Waiter: "Here it is. There are two different ones."

"Give me one too!"

"Got it!"

Soon the waiter took out a small cloth bag from under the counter. It was neatly packed and you could tell at a glance that it contained books.

"how much is it?"

"You are an old customer. Two books cost three taels of silver."

Zhao Yunchuan's eyes almost popped out of his head. These pornographic pictures were really profitable. Two thin books cost three taels of silver.

Damn it!

Money moves people's hearts!

He also wants to draw erotic pictures now! ! ! !

No, no, no, no, you can't draw that. It's spreading obscene and pornographic things. In modern times, the police will invite you to the police station for tea.

He is a good young man of the new era and should never do such a thing.

Isn't it just silver?

What's the big deal?!

Oh...it's really a big deal! He really likes money.

Zhao Yunchuan turned his gaze away indifferently.

Now he not only wants to draw erotic pictures, but also wants to buy them. He can discuss this with Huai Ge'er when he gets back.

The waiter also recommended with a smile: "Sir, would you like to buy two copies? This is a hot commodity in the capital, and many people like it. We don't have much stock in our bookstore. Don't miss it if you pass by. The opportunity is once lost, and it will never come again!"

Zhao Yunchuan shook his head.

Two books cost three taels of silver, and one book cost one tael and five cents, which was much more expensive than what the big ghost sold it for.

If he spent three taels of silver to buy the two books back, Huai Ge'er would tear them up.

What's more, he only had two taels of silver and a few dozen copper coins on him and could not afford it.

"No, I want three pieces of bamboo paper and one piece of rice paper."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment."

The waiter turned around and reached for the paper from the counter. At that moment, another scholar came over.

The scholar was wearing a whitish navy blue robe. He was skinny, with sunken eyes, and the robe looked empty on him.

A pair of eyes revealed fatigue and confusion.

"Brother, I'm here to sell picture books."

The waiter took the paper out from the counter calmly, turned around and said to the scholar, "Scholar Cao is here? What book have you written?"

"A poor scholar and the prime minister's daughter."

Upon hearing this, the waiter immediately frowned and said, "Oh, there are too many books of this type on the market, and they are not selling well. Do you want to write something else?"

"I also wrote about the scholar and the rabbit spirit."

The waiter shook his head: "There are too many of the same kind."

"It's different, it's different." The scholar surnamed Cao was a little flustered and quickly explained: "Other books are about fox spirits, but I wrote about rabbit spirits, which is different."

"The medicine remains the same, just a new soup." In fact, there is not much difference.

"Scholar Cao, would you like to take a break?"

This scholar named Cao wrote many storybooks, some of which sold well and some did not. However, his recent storybooks did not sell very well, and in fact, they were not well written either.

It gives people a feeling of running out of ideas.

"Wait until you have inspiration later, then you can write again."

"I do not!"

The scholar surnamed Cao immediately became angry: "Is it because I didn't write well? Didn't my previous book "The Romantic Monk and the Pretty Nun" make your bookstore lose money?

It is obviously your bookstore that has no vision, do you want to burn the bridge now? Besides, you are just a waiter, if you say my book is not well written, then my book is not well written?

It's obviously you who don't have the level of appreciation!"

Cao Shusheng slammed the counter fiercely and said, "Go quickly and call out your shopkeeper.

My book is not for you to judge!"

The waiter sighed, turned and went into the room behind the counter, and came out after a while.

"Scholar Cao, our shopkeeper will let you in."

Scholar Cao picked up his book, walked away, and snorted heavily before leaving.

I didn't notice it when I was humming myself, but when I heard others humming, I realized that the sound really sounded like a pig.

It seems that I can no longer hum in front of Huai Ge'er. He is so heroic and extraordinary, he can't be treated like a piglet.

The waiter was not at all affected by Cao Shusheng. He continued to do his own work, wrapping up three pieces of bamboo paper and one piece of rice paper. Then he said to Zhao Yunchuan apologetically, "Sir, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Here is your paper."

"It's okay, how much is it?"

"It's one ounce and two cents in total."

Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk...

The price was not cheap at all. Zhao Yunchuan happily paid the money and got the paper, but he did not leave. He still leaned on the counter, ready to watch the show.

He was a curious person and wanted to know whether what the scholar wrote was rubbish.

The waiter didn't chase him away. He just looked at Zhao Yunchuan strangely, then picked up the feather duster and dusted here and there.

Soon, the door behind the counter was opened, and Cao Shusheng walked out angrily. Because of his dissatisfaction, he slammed the door with a bang, which was quite scary.

As he walked, he shouted loudly: "You have no vision. If you don't want my books here, there will always be other places that want my books. When other bookstores are full of money, you can wait and cry!"

Oh ~

It seems that the writing is really not very good, and I am so angry that I am embarrassed.

After watching the show, Zhao Yunchuan waved his hand and called the waiter to come over.

"Little Brother, let me ask you something."

The waiter was stunned for a moment. This was the first time that an educated person called him brother.

In fact, most educated people are quite polite, but they have a sense of pride and would never call a waiter "brother" no matter what.

You know what, it's really pleasing to be called "Second Brother".

The waiter's smile became more friendly: "Excuse me, sir. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will answer them with all my knowledge."

"It's not a big deal, I just want to ask you, does your family still keep notebooks?"

"Yes, we accept anything related to books, including rare calligraphy and paintings, painting books, and erotic paintings."

Zhao Yunchuan: "Your business is really extensive?"

The waiter didn't know what business meant, but he could roughly guess it, and said with a smile: "It's all for making money."

Zhao Yunchuan's thoughts moved slightly, and he also wanted to make money from the storybooks.

Although he has never written a novel, he has read the four great classics, especially "Journey to the West". He has not only read the book but also watched the TV series many times, and he has already memorized the plot by heart.

Then could he write "Journey to the West"?

"Journey to the West" is a cultural treasure, and I believe people of this dynasty also liked it very much.

"Hey, my friend wrote a storybook. It's very interesting, but it's a bit long. How about I show you a few pages someday?"

"Okay, but I don't want the notebooks of the talented family."

It used to sell well, but sales have been really bad recently.

"It's not about a scholar and a beautiful woman, it's about demons and monsters."

The waiter's eyes lit up: "Strange Stories? Not bad, bring it over when you have time."

"it is good!"

I have a friend named Wu Cheng'en, who wrote a novel called Journey to the West.

The author of "Journey to the West" is Wu Cheng'en, and can only be Wu Cheng'en.

After walking around the first floor, Zhao Yunchuan went up to the second floor. Although there were also bookshelves and books on the second floor, it was much quieter than the first floor. Many readers were sitting at their desks writing and drawing. Zhao Yunchuan took a look and saw that they were copying books.

There were two uses for the books they copied: one was to take them away for themselves, and the other was to sell them to bookstores.

Most people do the second after doing the first.

They are all students from poor families, and they try to earn as much as possible.

While Liu Dongxu was still selecting books on the first floor, Zhao Yunchuan started browsing on the second floor and picked up a storybook to read.

It's the familiar routine of the vixen and the scholar.

Although he was bored, Zhao Yunchuan picked up the notebook and started flipping through it. The more he read, the more his mouth twitched.

It tells the story of a scholar and a fox spirit who fell in love. The scholar met the fox spirit on his way to Beijing for an imperial examination. The man and the spirit fell in love with each other and made a promise to each other.

The scholar soon passed the imperial examination and was admitted to a prestigious university. He remembered his promise to the vixen and decided to marry her as his concubine, regardless of his wife's wishes.

The wife accidentally discovered that the fox spirit was a monster while getting along with her, so she asked a Taoist priest to exorcise the monster. The scholar and the fox spirit made a vow to never leave her even though he knew she was a monster.

In the end, the wife and the Taoist priest were moved by their touching love. The Taoist priest used his ancestral secret technique to turn the fox spirit into a mortal. The wife also let go of her jealousy and calmly accepted the fox spirit. In the end, the family of three lived happily together.

Ah! Tui!

Which psychopath wrote this?

Your three views are too distorted!

To simply summarize this story: the scumbag cheated on his wife with her mistress, and the two of them claimed to be true love. The wife did not find them disgusting, and in the end she generously helped them get together.

What a bullshit story!!!

Zhao Yunchuan was so angry that he put the book back.

"The story of Wang Quan and Bing'er is really touching."

Wang Quan is the scholar in the story, and Bing'er is the mistress and vixen in the story.

Are you okay? Are you okay? Are you okay?!

Is this guy okay?

What touched you?

It's obviously disgusting, okay? Yue...

The two people next to him continued.

"Yes, I also think the relationship between the two of them is very touching. Fortunately, lovers finally get married and they can finally live happily together."

"That's right! Wang Quan doesn't care that Bing'er is a demon, and he also endures the difficulties of his wife. They are both silently paying for each other. It's so touching!

I don’t know when I will be able to meet my own Bing’er!”

Zhao Yunchuan's eyes were almost rolled up to the sky.

The script just now was very short, and Zhao Yunchuan read it from beginning to end. The so-called legal wife's difficulties were nothing more than ignoring the vixen and treating the vixen as air?

Can this be considered as making things difficult?

The scumbag and the bitch cheated on her, how despicable is she, yet she still has to welcome the mistress with a smile!

Not calling for war and killing is already giving face, isn't it just ignoring it? And how can it be considered as deliberately making things difficult?

Do we have to treat the other party as a guest of honor to avoid being difficult? !

Zhao Yunchuan just wanted to say one thing: the legal wife is so miserable.

"Brother Zhao, do you also like to read storybooks?" Liu Dongxu came.

Zhao Yunchuan: “It’s okay.” He doesn’t really like it either.

Liu Dongxu took a book from the bookshelf and asked, "Have you read this one? It was very popular before."

Zhao Yunchuan nodded sullenly: "I just saw it."

"So what do you think?"

Zhao Yunchuan snorted coldly: "Not very good, it's so ugly!"

Hearing this, Liu Dongxu was stunned for a moment.

"Is there anything wrong with the writing of this book?"

Liu Dongxu has also read this book. The writing is excellent, but the story content is... a bit incomprehensible.

The two scholars who were just talking also looked over. They looked angry and obviously disagreed with what Zhao Yunchuan had just said.

What's wrong with it? Why don't you explain it to me?

Zhao Yunchuan was not afraid of them either, and even looked at them provocatively: "The male protagonist relied on his wife's family to support him in order to study and go to Beijing to take the imperial examinations. Not only was he not grateful, he even married a vixen as his concubine when he passed the imperial examination. Isn't this an ungrateful person?

I am so unlucky that I have to marry someone like this."

A scholar quickly retorted: "The wife is just a merchant. How can she be worthy of the male protagonist who passed the imperial examination and won the first place in the imperial examination?"

Zhao Yunchuan rolled his eyes in his heart.

"If you are not worthy, don't use her money. You think you are not worthy, but you still want to use her money. You are pretending to be a prostitute and pretending to be a saint. You are so shameless!"