Chapter 87: 87

With Xiao Fulang's approval, Li Jin really worked hard that night.

The result of this effort was that Qin Muwen couldn't get up the next day.

When Zhao Shuang came to see him, Qin Muwen had just washed and was about to eat.

Although Zhao Shuang hadn't experienced it personally, he was rich in theoretical knowledge. He smiled clearly when he saw Qin Muwen's small movements of rubbing his waist.

Qin Muwen was silent for a while, and resisted not rubbing it, but after a while he thought, let him go, it's still important for the body.

After the time had passed, the courtyard was warm and warm, and Qin Muwen asked Xiaocha to carry the buns out.

I was sitting under Suihuamen studying, and I didn't know where Zhao Shuang had collected so many books. After studying for nearly two months, I haven't finished studying yet.

However, fortunately, Qin Muwen is also very interested in these books, and read it as a pastime. When encountering strange things depicted in the book, Zhao Shuang will also take the initiative to explain to him.

After noon, Qin Muwen said: "Shuangshuang, I can't read this afternoon, I have to write a notebook."

Zhao Shuang's eyes were filled with disbelief, "Speaking notebook, can you write?"

Qin Muwen said modestly: "It's not a real storybook, but my husband taught me to write some daily fragments. However, the protagonist in it doesn't use his real name.

He said that he could sort it out and submit it to the bookstore, and he might have a chance to print it. "

Zhao Shuang had never been in contact with these, but he showed great interest in it and asked Qin Muwen many questions before he stopped.

But Qin Muwen didn't know much about it.

For some questions such as ‘how many copies to print’ and ‘how to print’, Qin Muwen’s answer is ‘I don’t know.’

Zhao Shuang was helpless: "Your husband really spoils you too much."

This sentence is indeed correct. Li Jin gave Qin Muwen a lot of freedom, but he did the right thing to avoid all trivial things that might hide the dirty side, and prevent Qin Muwen from knowing.

Create a protective shell for his little Fulang that will not be disturbed.

In other words, Qin Muwen only writes, submits and prints these things, and Li Jin finds someone and finds ways.

In the afternoon, Qin Muwen went to the study to write about these heartbeat moments. Zhao Shuang sat aside and looked at him with his cheeks, but he was illiterate, so he went out to play with the little bun after a while.

The little bun smiled like a lucky doll, not at all as afraid of life as before, waving his lotus-rooted arms and going to the wall to pick flowers.

Flowers can be picked, but not stuffed into the mouth. At this moment, Xiaocha has to keep watching, so as not to catch the little buns and eat.

On Li Jin's side, with the love of the prefect, he can be said to be truly a fish in water in the Department of Mathematical Sciences.

In the past, the instructors who had their eyes above the top would stop when they saw him, and then go to work after greeting each other.

As for Pan Youfeng, he kept rejoicing that he had apologized to Li Jin a long time ago, otherwise he would never be able to climb Li Jin anymore.

But even so, Pan Youfeng couldn't help regretting it. If he hadn't played with those cleverness earlier, maybe the relationship between the two would not have been so cold.

Wan Jiaoyu had a good relationship with Li Jin, and he said directly: "I just have time to help you proofread this commentary. You can just continue to write down."

Li Jin is very grateful for this. As an author, he proofreads the book he wrote himself, and he originally brought filters with him.

It's natural to have Wan Jiaoyu help.

In this way, the efficiency is very high.

The end of July is not over yet, and three entire volumes of "Nongsang Sutra" have been adapted.

Li Jin took advantage of the rest time at the end of the month to go to Ningxing Bookstore.

As the official bookstore of the city, Ningxing Bookstore is very large, occupying three shops on the main street, and even has a second floor.

There are also many books here, and the types are all-encompassing, including books for imperial examinations, poetry, miscellaneous fu, drama, scripts, and even Fucheng tabloids!

Li Jin couldn't help but regret that he didn't come here early to buy a book.

He didn't rush to find the shopkeeper, but picked up those books of poetry and fuss. The author was male and female. Some people directly used their real names, but most of them were pseudonyms.

After that, he went to read the storybook again, and its main perspective was also divided into men and women, from the perspective of scholars rushing to take the exam, and some of the dramas about backyard women.

Seeing that Li Jin was clearly dressed as a scholar, he didn't go to read the imperial examination books after he came in. Instead, he looked directly at miscellaneous fu and scripts, and quietly put a label of "no learning and no skill" in his heart.

But this kind of dude money is also best earned.

So Xiao Er walked up to Li Jin and said with a smile: "Guardian, the book you are holding is the latest written by Sanniang. Her series of "Backyard Trivia" is very popular in our city."

However, Li Jin put the book back. He had already seen that some of the female perspectives in some books were actually written by men.

Like this "Backyard Trivia", although the protagonist is a newly married woman, Li Jin's tone and means of handling matters can tell Li Jin's gender at a glance.

Without him, men and women will have different angles of thinking about problems. As long as you start with this aspect, it's easy to distinguish them.

Li Jin also stood here for half an hour. Hearing Xiao Er's words, he smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

Afterwards, he went to read the Fucheng tabloid again, which was published once a week, with three thin pages each time.

Most of them were contributed by different people, telling interesting stories that happened last week.

As for the last page, it is completely blank. I don't know if it was made deliberately or because of lack of information.

After reading what he wanted to know, Li Jin said to Xiao Er: "In Li Jin, can I find the shopkeeper?"

Xiao Er was surprised: "You are Li Jin!"

Li Jin was silent for a while, surprised that he had such a reputation.

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Xiao Er went on to say: "The name was in the Fucheng tabloid last month. I remember it, it seems to be the leader of the Fucheng trial!"

Li Jin: "..."

Xiao Er also knew that he was too excited. He scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I didn't pass the county exam, so I came to the school to be on duty. So I admire those who can pass the exam, and their names can remember.

The case leader of the prefectural examination the year before last was called Han Zhe, and the year before last year..."

He said for a while, feeling that he had digressed, and quickly added: "Did you just look for the shopkeeper? I'll go upstairs and call."

Li Jin held it well till the end and said, "I'm tired."

As soon as the shopkeeper heard it was Li Jin, he directly invited him to the second floor and watched Li Jin pull out three books from the bamboo basket, which were titled Li Jin, proofreading Wan Yun.

Wan Yun is the name of Wan Jiaoyu.

The shopkeeper mainly discussed silver matters with Li Jin. He said: "One book sells for three hundred liters. The adults said that you want to put it all over the city. There must be at least a thousand sets, three thousand copies.

Printing costs are more expensive. If the original sales were low, someone would be hired to copy the books. But for a thousand copies up, printing is more cost-effective. "

"I will ask the master to evaluate the typesetting and printing. There will be results later in the day. Li Tongsheng may as well keep an address. After the price is estimated, I will ask Xiao Er to find you."

Li Jin wrote down his address and said: "I am in the academy during the day, but there are people at home. If I am not here, Xiao Er can leave a message and I will come as soon as possible."

"it is good."

After Li Jin left, the shopkeeper did not ask Xiao Er to help, but put away the three volumes of "Nong Sang Suan Jing".

This is the order of the prefect, and it is safer for him to do it himself.

Seeing the shopkeeper went downstairs, Xiao Er asked with a smile: "Master, is that person really the case chief Li Jin?"

"Do you think he lied to you?"

Xiao Er hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I'm not worried about the same name and surname."

"This name rarely hits him. If you doubt it, why don't you ask him yourself?"

Xiao Er said: "I'm not skeptical either. Even the case chief has a very good attitude when he talks to me, and he even said'trouble' to me. I was flattered."

The shopkeeper looked at Li Jinyuan’s walking back, and in his ear was Xiao Er's words, ‘Li case chief is different from other scholars I’ve seen. I have to remember the temperament and attitude for a lifetime’.

Li Jin didn't know that because of Xiao Er's words, he had a good impression in front of the shopkeeper.

After that, he told the shopkeeper that he wanted to contribute to the Fucheng tabloid, and the shopkeeper directly agreed. The speed of that promise made Li Jin shocked. He could not send his prepared rhetoric and money. This is something to be said.

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Li Jin walked on the road, silently began to count the money.

One volume of three hundred texts, one thousand sets printed for the first time, three thousand volumes, that is nine hundred taels of silver!

Excluding the cost of typesetting, printing and paper, at least 700 taels can be earned. If you get 40%, that's close to three hundred taels of silver.

A mansion in the city is only thirty-eight taels of silver!

Even though he was calm as Li Jin, he was a little dizzy at the moment.

But the money hasn't been in his hands yet, and he can only buy some good things for Fu Lang and the children after waiting.

Li Jin never thought that there would be such a high repayment fee. Because the bookstores that can print books on their own are all government officials, they directly buy out ordinary submissions.

That means that the first payment is given, and no matter whether it is earned or lost, it has nothing to do with the author.

Only very well-known authors, such as Sanniang, who Xiaoer said, are qualified to ask for a share from the bookstore.

However, the prefect obviously took care of Li Jin very much, or he valued his potential, and straightforwardly divided him.

This also has a lot to do with the situation that day. In the entire Ningxing Academy, and even in the entire Fucheng, no one actually gave annotations to the mathematics according to his request.

Although Li Jin's approach still does not meet his requirements, after all, Li Jin's compilation speed is too slow, and it takes only two months to write a note.

But this method of compiling is perfectly presented with the content of Nongsang Sutra.

It also eliminated the anger of the prefect, so he directly opened his mouth and divided.

Strength, attitude and luck are really indispensable.

Soon it was the tenth day of August. When Xiao Er came to Li Jin, he was picking flowers in the yard with his little bun.

Instead of letting Xiao Baozi eat it, he taught him, "I picked the beautiful flowers, should I give it to Dad?"

Qin Muwen is sewing a cotton coat on the little bun. A child of this age is a stature in a few months, so he needs to sew a little bigger before he can wear it for another year.

He didn't hear what Li Jin said to Xiao Baozi, but suddenly received a flower handed over by his arm like Xiao Baozi's lotus root festival. He looked up and looked at him with a smile.

Little bun: "Cut (flower), ah!"

Qin Muwen looked at his husband with his back naked, and his body under his single clothes was slightly thin, looking like a weak scholar. But when I was in bed, I knew how powerful this person's arms and body were.

He took the flower, his eyes blinking like a little bun and a deer, his eyes followed the few little flowers.

Qin Muwen smiled and returned Huahua to Xiao Baozi.

Although the little bun was pitiful, he didn't pick it up. Li Jin smiled and said, "This is the flower he gave to Dad."

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