Shelter in the pastoral

Fang Shujing wrote at the desk until night.

When it was dark outside and the light in front of the window was no longer enough to support writing, he did the last stroke. He stretched his stiff neck, but he was in a very happy mood.

I don't know if Liu Yechen likes this version of his story.

After going out, he saw Xu Quan sitting at the door, looking eagerly at the seedlings in the field.

Seeing Fang Shujing come out, he got up from the ground and said, "Master, are you done?" After speaking, his stomach was rumbling with hunger.

Fang Shujing said apologetically, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll do it."

Xu Quan's eyes lit up, the food made by his young master is super delicious.When I was in the Xu Mansion before, there was a difference between superiority and inferiority. If you want to eat delicious food made by the young master, you have to ask for a long time before sneaking in.

Now that there aren't so many people staring at him, he's much more comfortable.I had this idea in my heart, but I still said: "Then...not good, the young master has worked very hard to write."

Fang Shujing has always regarded Xu Quan as his younger brother, and seeing him wanting to eat and being awkward, he couldn't help but want to tease him, saying: "That's okay, I won't do it, you can do it."

Xu Quan was dumbfounded on the spot: "Ah..." He was just talking casually, why did the young master take it seriously?

Seeing him like this, Fang Shujing couldn't help laughing.

It was only then that Xu Quan realized that the young master was looking for him to be happy, and his face was full of anger.

Fang Shujing said: "Let's make noodles!" He was concentrating on creating the script just now and didn't feel hungry, but now he is also hungry, so make noodles quickly.

Xu Quan said: "Okay, I want to eat noodle soup."

Fang Shujing said: "OK."

Xu Quan also washed his hands in the yard, and went to help the young master.

Watching Fang Shujing knead the dough, roll it out, and then cut it into filaments, the movements are like flowing water.He was full of admiration, how could the young master know everything, obviously a lot of work that he had never done before.

Fang Shujing said: "Take out some kimchi." The kimchi in this small jar was brought by Mrs. Fang.

When you open the jar, there is a strong sour smell, and the nose will start to salivate as soon as it is stimulated by this smell.

Xu Quan fished out a kimchi and cut it into pieces, then mixed it with sweet and sour for a little bit, the sweet and sour kimchi was more delicious.

Fang Shu cleaned the pot and began to boil the pot, boil the soup, and wait for the soup to boil before starting to sprinkle a handful of vegetables on the bottom.

When it was time to eat, everyone else was almost asleep.

Who can bear the steaming hot noodles with an alluring aroma that keeps drilling into the nose.

Xu Quan couldn't help but started to suck, and he didn't care about the heat.The noodles are super delicious. Take a sip of the soup and eat some side dishes in the soup. After eating it, you will feel warm in your stomach. Your appetite will whet your appetite, and you will feel that it is no problem to swallow a cow.

The two of them ate well.

Fang Shujing said: "Tomorrow, you wait at home for the craftsman who made the kang. After finishing the two houses, let him go to Fang's house to give my parents the money. The money has already been given to them."

Xu Quan said: "Then young master, where are you going?"

"Sell story books." Fang Shujing said.

Xu Quan's eyes became more worshipful, and he promised that he would not delay the young master from doing important things.

Fang Shujing went to the study the next day.

It's the same boss as yesterday.

Seeing Fang Shujing approaching him, he said, "Young Master Fang, you are here to order something this time."

Fang Shujing said: "I've already written the storybook. See if you can publish it."

The shopkeeper said: "I want to show this to our young master, please wait for a while." Then he said to a waiter in the shop: "Make tea for young master." After speaking, he handed over the book.

Sitting here, Fang Shujing saw many people who looked like scholars copying books behind the study.

Fang Shujing asked the waiter in the shop, "How much is a copy of a book?"

The waiter in the shop said: "Ordinary poems and books cost ten coins a piece. The handwriting is required to be neat. If it is unqualified, not only will you not be paid, but you will also have to pay ten yuan for writing and ink. It can be less demanding."

Fang Shujing also understands that poems and books are meant to be read and collected repeatedly, while story books are meant to be read and played.

Fang Shujing said: "There is nothing left and right, I will also copy a book of poetry here." He is not doing it to make money, but to make more impressions by copying more!

The waiter prepared a table, a blank book, and an inkstone inkstone and let him start copying.

The lower case written by Fang Shujing looks like printed script, and the whole writing is also very clean.

The waiter was worried that his writing was not good. After all, he had never done it before, but after watching it for a while, he was relieved to do other things.

The shopkeeper took the story book to find his young boss.

This young master is also a celebrity in the county. He was admitted as a Tongsheng at the age of 12 but has not been admitted as a scholar for a long time.The family opened a study for him, wanting to cultivate the sentiment of reading more, but he is now in his 30s and still failed to pass the imperial examination. His heart is dead, and he specializes in running the library.As a result, it was unintentional, and the library was on the right track.

As soon as the shopkeeper came in, he saw the young master frowning.The shopkeeper forgot what he wanted to say, and said, "Young master, what's making you unhappy?"

The Shaodong family said: "The quality of the books we have collected recently is too bad, and the same story is repeated over and over again." In fact, the profit of the library is very limited, and it relies on selling some words to make money from those rich boys.

As a result, the books that have been collected recently are full of the self-esteem of a poor scholar, and they are all about what is written.

Most of this was sponsored by the red card of the brothel at the beginning. Wen Xiang and Ruanyu went to Beijing to rush for the exam after a while, and rescued a peerless beauty on the way.The princess and Miss Xiangfu are vying to get married first, which is simply an insult to his IQ!

Moreover, if there are not ten books like this, there are eight books on the market.They were all carved out of the same mold, meaningless at all.

Not only was he tired of crookedness, even those scholars didn't buy it anymore.There is an urgent need for a batch of good words to come out to save the market.

However, there are talents in writing story books, and those who write well may not be willing to take this side of the road if they focus on learning.Those who are willing to write can't write anything good because they stick to their own knowledge.The young owner was so anxious that he got angry, but there was nothing he could do.

The shopkeeper said: "Just now I collected a story book, you can see if this works."

The Young Master's family had no hope for the newly received ones, but they still asked casually, "Have you written it before?"

"No."

The little interest left by the Young Master's family disappeared, and his interest faded: "It must be the story of those rich ladies." Thinking about it this way, he didn't even have the idea to open it.

The shopkeeper said: "At least take a look, there are people waiting outside."

Hearing this, Young Master frowned and hummed.Then he opened the book "Nongjiazi and Qiaoer".

The Young Master became slightly interested.The status of women is slightly higher, and few people write about brother as the protagonist.

Looking at it like this, it seems that the eyes are firmly attracted by the paper.

The book tells the story of the scholar and the snail brother.

The scholar's house is always clean, and food is always brought in, but it turns out that there is a snail brother who is always by his side.Finally caught him one day, the two were in a deep love, but they were separated by the family who said that they were actually brothers and could not be together. The scholar and his snail brother were very sad. Later, the old man in the village said that they There is no blood relationship.The two lovers were finally able to be together. When they got married, the red hijab was lifted, and the two looked at each other and smiled. The story came to an abrupt end.

The Shaodong family read it all in one go. The story covers the scholarly beauty, who walk hand in hand, and finally the lovers get married.

The amount of information is completely different from other scripts.

The shopkeeper was next to him, but he didn't expect the young master to read a storybook, and his expression was quite rich.

At this moment, he said: "How is it?"

The Shaodong family got up immediately, and said: "Didn't you say that the creators are waiting outside, let's go and have a look."

The shopkeeper was even more curious: "Then shall we publish this book?"

"Out." The Young Master said through gritted teeth.

The shopkeeper always felt that something was wrong, since this was going to be released, why did he react like this?

Soon the young master and the shopkeeper came out together!

It happened that Fang Shujing finished writing the last stroke, and the poems he had just copied were left there to dry.

Seeing the shopkeeper approaching, he quickly introduced: "This is our young master's house."

Seeing Fang Shujing, the Shaodong family said, "It's a pleasure to meet you. I'll take a step to talk." He didn't take this book seriously before, but it's really delicious after reading it.

Fang Shujing followed him and went to a small room in the study together.

Seeing him coming in, the Young Master's family said, "That's the end of your story, the plot of the wedding night in the bridal chamber." He was completely attracted by this story, and now he scratched his head and wanted to know the plot behind it.

Fang Shujing said: "I'll stop here for the time being." He hasn't had a bridal chamber yet, so how does he know what it's like to have a bridal chamber wedding night?

The Shaodong family said: "How do you want to publish this book?" He was a little excited while talking, feeling that if this can be done, the library will definitely be prosperous.

Even people like him who have read countless books are attracted, let alone ordinary people who do not read as much as him, said: "One is to buy out for two taels of silver, and the second is to only pay a deposit of two hundred cash. How much is sold, we each have half, and the dividend is divided once every two months!"

There are always two ways in their study, but most people will choose one price.Presumably they also know that their level is not good, so they want to make some quick money by doing a one-shot deal.

Fang Shujing said: "Then how do you plan to get out?"

The Shaodong family said: "It's still a hand-copied version. After copying it, it will be sold in the most conspicuous place in the store." They have always done this before.

Fang Shujing said: "If that's the case, I'll choose the price of two taels of silver."

The Shaodong family felt that there was something in his words, and said, "How do you say that?"

"It takes a day for a booklet to be copied by hand, at most [-] copies a month, and once it becomes popular, other books will be reproduced. Who will come to you to buy it when it is sold at a low price? " Fang Shujing said.

The Young Master was taken aback, he used to do this, no wonder the study is not as good as it used to be, it turned out that there was a loophole in the way of operation: "If it were you, how would you do it?"

Fang Shujing said: "Direct rigidity!" This way, the cost of printing the initial rigidity will be higher, but it is very convenient to print. If it is fast, one hundred copies can be printed in a day "with pictures." At that time, it can be sold at the price of hardcover up.

The Shaodong family said: "It's just that the cost is too high." Such a set of procedures will cost at least ten taels of silver.

Fang Shujing said: "At that time, I can choose the second one and get two hundred Wen." There are two taels of cash left.

Then Fang Shujing said a few more words to him.

When the Young Master heard this, he was immediately overwhelmed with pride.Said: "Okay, that's it!"

The young owner went to write the contract with him, and took another 210 papers from the counter.Two hundred wen is the cost of his script, and ten wen is the money he just copied the book.Send him to the door in person.Before leaving, Shujing asked him not to reveal his identity.Only use the pseudonym Bei Weng as a signature.

The shopkeeper by the side didn't know what Fang Shujing talked about with the young boss.He came out and asked, "How did you say it?"

The Shaodong family said: "Go, find someone to order a shelf immediately, and display it in front of the book stand. It is said that Bei Weng, a master of southern scripts, is going to write a script. We sell it exclusively. It will be sold on the first of next month, first come First served, while stocks last."

The shopkeeper was dumbfounded, he had been working as a study for so many years, and he had heard of those famous words outside.But who is this Beiweng?Or how about making a shelf for him in front of the bookstall with great fanfare?

The young master acted like you didn't understand, ignored him, and then he went to find a scholar who was an engraver and a painter.

When Fang Shujing left, the most important thing he said to him was don't miss the board in advance, or all previous efforts will be wasted.

He planned to bring the engraving master home to live for a while, and wait for the sale to start.

He has always been very Buddhist in opening his study, and this is the first time he started it with such a big fanfare, and his heart is full of a different kind of enthusiasm.

There are more than 20 studies in the county, large and small, and their home is hidden in them without being conspicuous.This time it can be regarded as having a bright future.

……

After Fang Shujing went back, Xu Quan was no longer in the house. He went in and saw that the young seedlings in the field had already grown out of the big ones, and the branches were a little thicker. It would take less than ten days to bear fruit.

Fang Shujing went to the house.Both houses in the north and the south have already set up the kangs and are burning. The fire in the house is very hot.

He now has to keep the quilt in a hut in the back.

The fire will burn for 48 hours, and it will hang for a few days.The house is temporarily uninhabitable.I had to tidy up the little house and Fang Shujing was working.Xu Quan came back and said, "Master."

Fang Shujing was wiping the room with a rag: "I'm here."

Xu Quan heard the sound and passed by, saw him working, and hurriedly said: "I'll come." Then he chirped: "The master who made the kang just now walked here, so I will take it directly to my aunt. There are a lot of neighbors around who came to see the excitement, and they all say that you are the first-class filial piety." Xu Quan likes to hear others praise his young master.

Just listened for a while.

In the countryside, only wealthy families would set fire to the kang and burn the fire wall. It costs 800 Wen for one time.Ordinary people are really reluctant.

And when I went to Fang's house, I even told the master who made the kang. Fortunately, I don't know how the kang was built in the first place.Not only is it not isolated from the cold, but it can also absorb moisture from the inside and suffer in winter.

They were working here, and many people came to join in the fun.

There were two other people who also wanted to make money, and it happened that the master had finished the work for them and went to other people's houses to do it.

Xu Quan came back after listening to the commotion, and blinked his eyes wide and said: "Master, why didn't the young lady come today, is it because there are too many people today, and the lady doesn't want to come?"

Just as Fang Shujing was about to speak, the door rang outside.At a glance, it was Fang who said, "You don't know the price of firewood and rice. If you have money, you can't spend it like this." Then he took out four hundred papers from his pocket and said, "Take it. If it is not enough, wait for some days in winter." Your father went hunting in the mountains and sold something to supply to you!"

Fang Shujing knew that the Fang family wanted money, and the money probably belonged to his entire family, so why would he want it.Said: "Mom, I have found a job of copying books now. I can make some money. You can keep the money."

When Fang heard that he was copying books, she said, "Then don't be too tired."

Fang Shujing paid Xu Quan out, and said to his mother: "Mother, please give this to Liu Yechen for me." A silver hairpin.

When Fang saw it, he chuckled and said, "Okay." This man knows that he wants a wife when he grows up.This went smoothly to her heart, she was afraid that he would not like it before, if the two of them can get along well, that would be better than anything else.

Fang's going now.

After a while, he came back happily, and said, "Here, you have to put this away." He returned with a handkerchief and a food box as a gift.

Fang Shujing only felt a faint medicinal fragrance on the veil, but there were only two or three bamboo leaves embroidered on the veil, which made people fascinated unconsciously.Fang said: "Seeing how much Xiaoliu loves you, she even specially made cold noodles for you."

Fang Shujing said: "Really?"

Fang smiled and said: "That's still fake. When I went back, he stopped me and told me to make food for you." Opening the food box, I saw that the two layers on the top were cold noodles.Most likely they knew that Xu Quan was at home, and there was a plate of boiled peanuts underneath.

Seeing that he was kind to her son, Fang was also happy.

Fang Shujing said: "Mother, let's eat together."

Fang said: "No, the family has already prepared meals." When she was young, she did not do this for her husband.It seems that Xiao Liu really likes her son.The corners of the mouth raised vigorously.

Fang Shujing poured the peanuts on his own plate as a dish for his father and brother, leaving the cold noodles.

Fang said: "I'll come back later to deliver food boxes."

Fang Shujing said with awe-inspiring righteousness: "How can this thing make mother work harder, let me give it to you."

Fang took a look at her son and said, "Don't be unruly, otherwise Xiaoliu's poisonous needle will be very powerful."

Fang Shujing said: "Got it!"

After Fang Shi left.Xu Quan endured it for a long time.When people walk away, their saliva will flow out.Said: "Master, I ate it." Looking at the craftsmanship of the young lady, I knew it must be good.

"Eat."

Xu Quan next to him began to eat big mouthfuls.

Fang Shujing glanced at the direction of Liu Yechen's house, and thought to himself: What should I do if my daughter-in-law is too shy?

……

Feng Ziyan cried for a long time in her boudoir, her eyes were almost swollen from crying.The girl next to him kept persuading: "Miss, why is Mr. Xu like this?"

Feng Ziyan is Miss Feng's grandparents who have been in business for generations, but her father has ruined the family business here, and now she is anxious about the Xu family, thinking that if she can get married with such a big merchant, she will be able to help her business more in the future.

Feng Ziyan and Fang Shujing divorced, and said a lot of ugly things to let him stop pestering her.He was engaged to Xu Ziyang again.

It turned out that this was the beginning of her troubles.

Even a person like her who doesn't leave the door and doesn't step out of the door can hear his romantic and absurd things outside.There are six girls in the house before they get married. Those friends of the same age are laughing at her. Parents also say that there are a few men who are not greedy and fishy. No matter what, she is the young wife of the main house. I'm happy, just sell those few houses.

Only then did he reluctantly persuade her.

Xu Ziyang came to pick her up to play, but the other party kept messing around, she refused, Xu Ziyang became angry and cursed at her, saying that she was prudish.

Xu Ziyang's character cannot be compared with Fang Shujing's.

Feng Ziyan only felt that she had dug a fire pit for herself, and now she didn't know when she could escape.It's depressing just thinking about it.

She is desperate, but Xu Ziyang is not happy. He is the young master of the Xu family. No woman can be found. Said: "Maybe Miss Feng Ziyan is thinking about Fang Shujing?" These words made him feel very comforted.

Xu Ziyang, who was originally a vulgar person, was annoyed when he heard it: "Pretending to be like a chaste woman. I don't know if I have been touched by others!"

Bi Mo said: "Calm down, young master. You have to go to the poetry party later. There must be beautiful girls to cheer you up. What is a Feng Ziyan?" Happy, said: "That's right. By the way, the poetry book is ready."

Everyone knew he was illiterate and laughed at him for being uneducated.This time, I specially collected the poems written by Fang Shujing in private before.Anyway, if others don't know, he can pretend that he wrote it himself, and he has cooperated with the shop owner of the Poetry Club in advance to change the small labels in the question jar to chant tea.

This time he is sure to be a blockbuster.

When he arrived at the Poetry Club, many people looked at him with the look of watching the excitement in their eyes. He was upset, but the people present were all young masters from various families, so he couldn't afford to be offended, so he had to pretend that he didn't see it.

Soon everyone was seated.Everyone had a cup of tea each, and began to talk politely.

Xu Ziyang hoped that there would be no activities where women played and sang for fun.I despise this activity even more, a group of elders recite poems together, whether they are sick or not.What's wrong with having this time?

One of them drew lots, and it was indeed Yong Cha.

Xu Ziyang showed a little joy on his face.Everyone started to think about it.Write it out within the allotted time.Xu Zi began to write eloquently.He has made up for these, and although there is no font to speak of according to the gourd painting, it still looks correct.

After a while, the boy began to read by the side, and everyone rated each other.

The boy read the past one by one, and everyone was surprised when he talked about Xu Ziyang.

"I didn't expect Brother Xu to write poems so well. It seems that he deliberately hid his clumsiness before."

"The words are flowing and flowing, amazing."

"Although some rhymes are missing, the artistic conception is integrated. Good words, I suggest that this one be selected as the leader."

Xu Ziyang was in a trance.Unexpectedly, these sour scholars are not very good on weekdays, but they are quite good at flattering.There is a set of small words of praise.

He was scolded before, but now he is in the limelight.With this reputation, no one will say anything about him if he doesn't go to this kind of gathering of sour scholars in the future.

The face is proud but the mouth said: "I dare not be it."

At this moment, the door of their private room was suddenly pushed open, and Lin Yuchen and several other scholars were there.

Xu Ziyang felt a bad feeling in his heart, and his heart skipped a beat.

Before he had time to expel the scholars in the private room, he invited them and said, "Would you like to come and play together?"

Lin Yushen said: "That's not necessary, we are doing the private room next door. I just listened casually and wanted to ask for advice." Then he turned his eyes to Xu Ziyang and said: "Why does the poem written by Fang Shujing and me change now? Did you write it?"

Xu Ziyang jumped on the spot, and sure enough his hunch was right, this person just had no good intentions.Said: "Fang Shujing is your friend, but you can't accuse others at will."

The scholars present hate cheating the most.It turned out that the poem just now was written by Fang Shujing.

There are also some meddlesome people who are superficially persuading but are actually fighting.There was such a big commotion here today, I must have a good talk with those senior brothers and juniors in the academy when I go back: "Brother Xu is right, do you have proof that Fang Shujing made this word?"

Lin Yu was dumbfounded.

Xu Ziyang seized the opportunity and became complacent again: "If you want to frame me, I will definitely not be kind. I will tell my father later that not everyone in our Xu family can be bullied."

Lin Yushen said: "Okay, since you said you wrote this poem, why don't we write it on the spot, and you make another poem to prove your innocence."

Xu Ziyang's smile froze on his face.