When the library of Ji's family was flooded and was built later, the foundation was specially raised.
Chen Yue, Ji Boying, and Xing Yishan climbed up the steps and entered the library. They saw that the library was spacious and bright. The window sills were not papered, but made of glass. Everything outside was clearly visible. When they entered the door, there was a faint feeling. Chinese medicinal flavor.
Ma Quan was sitting by the window reading, taking some notes in his hand. When he saw Chen Yue and others coming, he stood up with a smile. After greeting each other, they sat down respectively. Chen Yue once again thanked Ma Quan for his help.
"Brother Chen doesn't have to be like this."
Ma Quan was very sincere and said: "The moment I took action, it was from my heart. At that time, as long as the person standing in front of me was a good person, I would help. As for the price I paid, it was also my own choice. When I took action, I had no intention of repaying a favor, and Brother Chen doesn't need to worry about you all the time. This will make you uncomfortable."
Chen Yue responded, keeping these in mind and not mentioning them again.
"I'm just concentrating on preparing for the exam now."
Ma Quan said unhurriedly: "Studying Huang Xuesheng's articles is also a kind of knowledge. His diction is gorgeous, and I have to polish it more, so that I can be a blockbuster at the Golden Flower Party... Everyone, I'm going to read a book."
Ma Quan said goodbye to everyone, returned to his seat, and immediately entered a learning state.
It's also rolled up.
Chen Yue was also interested in reading, but he knew that he had other things to do, so he asked Ji Boying: "I want to buy some paper from Ji's Book Hall to write "Lian Er Chun"."
Yesterday, he burned the books in Ji's library. Chen Yue had to make up for it, so he asked for the same paper first and asked the cheap dad to make a copy later.
"Where can I buy it?"
Ji Boying waved to a maid to come over. After giving instructions, he said to Chen Yue: "Not to mention that you saved me yesterday, just that you write under the banner of Ji's Book Hall. This ink, paper and inkstone can be sent to Ji at any time. You can take it from the library, as long as you don’t resell it.”
Ji Boying specially took out a piece of paper from the Boji Building and introduced: "The paper in our Ji's Book Hall is as smooth as spring water and as dense as a cocoon, and it uses the most advanced papermaking technology from Tiangongyuan. "
Chen Yue knew that Tiangongyuan existed as an institution belonging to the imperial court. It was recorded in some notes that Tiangongyuan had existed longer than the Taiyuan Dynasty. Even Beining had another Tiangongyuan. Pulse, this existence has blocked the way of many travelers, soap, glass, perfume, these were all created by Tiangongyuan.
Chen Yue stretched out his hand to touch the paper and smelled a faint medicinal smell on the paper. He asked curiously: "Is the medicinal smell on this paper natural?"
"where……"
Ji Boying shook his head and explained: "For book dealers like us, what we are most afraid of is moths destroying books. Now is also the time when pests and rats are rampant. I burn incense and boil herbs every day in my house to drive them away. Insects and ants are like the paper in your hand. If they are not smoked here, the smell will disappear in a few days."
Chen Yue understood and saw that Ji Boying sincerely wanted to give them away, so he accepted them all and said: "Lian Erchun has two first drafts. When the book is finished, you can take one."
This is an exchange, and it also allows Ji Boying to put more thought into promoting "Lian Er Chun".
In the future, if Chen Yue becomes famous as a writer, the first draft will also be of great value, and people's thoughts on "Lian Er Chun" will also be attached to the first draft.
"Then I got a big advantage."
Ji Boying laughed and said: "The engraving of Lian Erchun's carvings has begun. In the past few days, I will invest more money in the boat cruise to promote it. Your book has made a name for itself in Jingu Bookstore. The printed version is slightly different, I believe more people will buy it and watch it."
Chen Yue nodded in agreement and said goodbye to Ji Boying and Xing Yishan. Xing Yishan wanted to stay at Ji's house and sent Chen Yue to the door to say goodbye.
Carrying a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Chen Yue walked on the street. The Qianyuan River in Zhengyang Mansion connected to the north and south, and there were many merchants coming and going. The people were not affected by the Nether Sect, and everything was still prosperous.
"Take a walk around Ji's house today. What do you think?"
Chen Bo suddenly asked.
Chen Yue glanced around and saw that no one was paying attention, and then said: "It doesn't feel like a coincidence."
The Nether Sect can change flesh and blood, monitor and lurk, and is keeping an eye on the Ji family. The Ji family boils medicine and incense every day to avoid snakes, insects, rats, and ants. This is not a coincidence.
It's more like playing against each other.
"good."
Chen Bo said: "The Ji family is able to let the Nether Sect break into the Zhengyang Mansion to target them. I'm afraid there are some secrets involved... Forget it, we have no ability to control them. Don't go back yet. Go to the drug store to buy golden chicken feet and buckwheat. Xanthium, locust flower, and buy some rosin and charcoal."
Chen Yue didn't ask any more questions. The Ji family's secrets had nothing to do with him. He just wanted his novel to be published, money in hand, and steady cultivation.
With these materials ordered by Chen Bo, Chen Yue walked around the street to collect all the things he wanted to buy.
After returning home, Chen Bo slowly smoked the inkstone with charcoal, added some rosin to it, then spread the papers from Ji's library on the ground, and carefully put the slurry made from Sophora japonica, cocklebur buckwheat and flour on the inkstone. Apply on the top and let one side dry before applying on the other side.
The remaining pulp water was soaked in some cotton thread by Chen Bo.
After the papers were dried and the inkstone was almost baked, Chen Yue developed the ink. The color looked different from before. When written on the paper, it looked like ancient characters that had passed through the years.
At this time, Chen Yue was dumbfounded. He watched Chen Bo copy the books step by step, then dried the ink on the papers, and applied sizing again. After both sides were dry, he sewed them with cotton thread. Together.
This book with years and months was produced by Chen Bo.
Chen Yue looked through the books and felt that there was no difference between what he had read before. When he looked at Chen Bo again, his expression was completely different.
"Dad, you should say it or not, you are really a bit punished."
Chen Yue said from his heart, with his ability to counterfeit toilet paper and ink, wouldn't it be a huge profit if he participated in the counterfeiting industry?
"Of course your dad can do it!"
Chen Bo said proudly.
Chen Yue flipped through the book and felt that instead of reading and studying, he should focus more on exploding the old man's gold coins. After all, Bo Ji Lou was written by this old man, but in these many years, The Ji family must have added new books to their collection.
"If this book is burned, is it still elegant?"
Chen Yue asked curiously.
"No."
Chen Bo saw Chen Yue's thoughts and said: "If I was healthy, the literary style contained in it would be immeasurable, but now, this is just ordinary pen and ink. When you return this book, put it in an inconspicuous corner. That’s fine, I don’t think they can see it.”
Chen Yue understood and put down some small thoughts. Nothing was as important as his own strength. From this, Chen Yue once again devoted himself to writing books, reading books, and asking questions.
In Chen Yue's calm state, "Lian Er Chun" was finally published.
