The next day, Jia Amnesty went to visit the printing workshop recommended by shopkeeper Liu Mo Yunxuan.

Sanzifang is a folk printing workshop. It was first famous for printing the Three Character Classics. Later, the movable type clay block printing technique used in the workshop became more and more refined, and gradually began to print books for literati such as Sutras and History. It is said that the sales volume is not bad.

Jia Amnesty himself has checked it out. The handwriting of the books produced by Sanzifang is clear, and there are few mistakes in the layout. They are regarded as the best products in the market, almost comparable to the official seals.

When Jia Amnesty approached the gate of Sanzifang, he thought that he couldn't go in with such a posture.I asked Zhu Mao to get some pot bottom ash, painted thick eyebrows, and a mole on his face. He also has a natural skill, which can pretend to be that kind of natural big and small eyes.

Jia She went in alone, and after casually declaring a false identity, he met shopkeeper Sun of Sanzifang under the recommendation of the servant.

"Shopkeeper Sun, if I want to print [-] copies of my own script, how much do you want?"

"It depends on the number of words in the master's words and the style of the paper used to calculate." Shopkeeper Sun replied.

Jia Amnesty: "Plain paper, about thirty pages."

Shopkeeper Sun immediately took out the abacus and fiddled with it, "Thirty boards, 250 large sheets of paper. Ink money, green paper for mounting, big green white paper, and wax... a total of 93 taels."

"How much does that book cost?" Jia She asked.

Shopkeeper Sun: "About 150 Wen."

Jia She raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Shopkeeper Sun sneered: "This is already the lowest price. If you go to another place, there may be a higher price than mine. The printing effect is not as good as ours."

Jia Amnesty considered the high cost of printing ancient books, but he didn't expect it to be so high.

In modern times, you can buy a magazine for the price of two meat buns.But in ancient times, 150 meat buns can only buy one conversation piece that makes people laugh, and the cost is too high.If it were him, he would not buy it either.

It seems that his idea of ​​running a magazine for the private sector is not feasible.

That's all, don't think so much for now.Just do two issues first to create public opinion, and then we'll see after the Rongfu problem is solved.

Shopkeeper Sun saw that the guest seemed to be hesitating, so he took the opportunity to look him carefully.This person is well dressed, he must be from a wealthy background, his appearance is a pity, he could have looked good, but his eyes are a bit disabled, one big and one small, and there is an extra mole on his face, which directly breaks the "feng shui" sign of his appearance '.But looking at his frowning and shabby look, he must be short of money.

"90 taels, it can't be lowered." Shopkeeper Sun gave Jia Amnesty a blank look, and called out the price.

Jia Amnesty regained his composure and looked at Shopkeeper Sun.

Shopkeeper Sun thought that Jia Amnesty was too expensive, so he raised his hand to chase him away, "I'm such a great person, I was originally a poor and decent shabby settler. If you don't have money, leave quickly, and don't come to us to cause trouble!"

Seeing shopkeeper Sun being so snobbish and bullying, Jia Amnesty smiled, and became even more determined to print books here.

"You don't have to be cheap, this is a deposit of 50 taels, and someone will deliver the manuscript to you in a few days."

"Ahahaha... I'm blind, blind! Please don't be offended by being objective!" Shopkeeper Sun immediately changed his face, and hurriedly apologized to Jia She.

Jia Amnesty just smiled.

Shopkeeper Sun continued to bow down apologetically, with a flattering expression, "Thank you for your kindness, sir, for not fussing with us villains. The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan, so I will apologize to you. Come on, give this master my good tea." Soak it."

Jia Amnesty: "Shopkeeper Sun, you're welcome, I want to see how the workshop looks like."

Shopkeeper Sun hurriedly led Jia Amnesty into the workshop.

As soon as the two entered, they smelled a strong smell of ink, and the guys in the workshop were busy in an orderly manner.Jia Amnesty went straight to the letterpress printing place to see how they typeset and print.Instead, he picked up an unused clay tablet and looked at it carefully.

"Is this movable type clay tablet made by you?" Jia She asked.

Shopkeeper Sun: "The characters are carved by my own plan, and the clay is burned in a kiln outside the city."

Jia Amnesty didn't say much, and was about to leave instead.

Shopkeeper Sun was happy to collect the money, and hurriedly wrote a receipt to Jia Amnesty, and enthusiastically sent him out.

Zhu Mao has been waiting outside the door, seeing the master coming out, he rushed up to greet him.

Jia Amnesty took the pig hair and walked quickly for a certain distance, and then said to him in a low voice: "Find out who the engraving workers in this workshop are, and find me the one with the best craftsmanship."

"Master, are you trying to poach someone's corner?" Zhu Mao asked.

Jia She glared at him, "This shopkeeper is mean and powerful. My move is just to give people more opportunities, so that he can choose to take out better. It is reasonable for each other to be voluntary and mutually beneficial. Besides, there is one less big workshop. What can the letter-engraving person delay?"

"The master is very right, it's my little mouth." Zhu Mao hurriedly slapped himself.

Jia Amnesty told him not to be poor, so he quickly took someone to inquire. "Remember, do it quietly and don't arouse suspicion."

Jia Amnesty then went back to Rong Mansion, and among the servants at home, he picked one who looked the most ordinary, and ordered his entrusted person to go to a porcelain kiln outside the city to order clay tablets worth 10 yuan. look at people.

After finishing all these, Jia Amnesty arranged this unremarkable boy to a side courtyard and gave him an easy job of guarding the door.The boy was naturally happy, and thanked him happily, remembering the master's instructions, and never talking nonsense.

Zhu Mao didn't come back until dinner was served in the evening.

He didn't even care about eating, so he hurried back and reported first.

"The best guy at Sanzifang is Li Xia, a native of Shandong. The work is inherited from the family. Four years ago, four of his brothers and sisters followed their mother to the capital to seek refuge with relatives. The relatives were not found, and the mother died of illness. Last year his eldest sister married When he was dead, he was left to live with his two younger brothers, and life was very difficult. So the younger one went to tell him that when the master was willing to pay double the price to hire him, he was willing, and simply agreed, saying that he would resign tomorrow."

"Birth experience is quite appropriate." Jia She sighed.

"Sir, what else do you want?"

"I want you to find a place near the capital that is convenient for carriages to enter and exit, but also very hidden. I will give you one month to find it. The people in the mansion will allocate money as you like, but remember to keep a low profile."

Pig hair patted his chest to ensure that it would be done.After he answered the words, he immediately went to Zhang Luo.

The maid Dong Sun asked Jia She if he would serve dinner.

Jia Amnesty thought for a while, "Go to my wife's place to eat."

"My wife has gone to Lian's second grandma, but she hasn't come back yet." Dong Sun replied.

Sister Feng's Children's Hospital.

"Ma'am, you already asked a doctor to see me the day before yesterday, and the medicine prescribed was extremely unpalatable. I haven't finished it yet, and I'm here again today." Wang Xifeng looked at Mrs. Xing, clutching his chest in pain, feeling very sad. Not happy.

"The doctor's medicine has only been prescribed for two days. Have you not finished it, or have you not taken it?" Mrs. Xing asked.

"I—" Wang Xifeng glanced at Mrs. Xing, knowing that she had made a slip of the tongue, she lowered her eyes, twisted the veil secretly and remained silent.It's all Ping'er's fault for not telling her that the medicine is only for two days.

"You are cold and difficult to conceive, so you should take medicine to recuperate your body. Now you refuse, but you intend to destroy the root of our first wife! If you let your father-in-law know about this, you are not afraid that he will let Jia Lian divorce you? "Mrs. Xing finally had the opportunity to constrain Wang Xifeng, so she naturally wanted to play prestige and scare her.

Wang Xifeng recalled what the old man said that day, she burst into tears with grievances, but she didn't stop talking, and began to count the credits she had done one by one.

Mrs. Xing always mentioned Jia Mu when she heard what she said, and she made it clear that she wanted to use Jia Mu's coercion to suppress her.But Mrs. Xing just ate this set, listening to it, she felt very upset.

Mrs. Xing was so angry that she wanted to return home in defeat.Wang Xifeng looked proud and wanted Ping'er to send Mrs. Xing away, but Dongsun came at this time.

After Dong Sun saluted, she relayed the original words to Mrs. Xing: "Master said, if the second mistress is exhausted by housekeeping and unable to take care of the responsibility of having children, it means that she is incapable of being in charge of the house. Just ask her to give up her housekeeping rights."

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