When Liang An was riding the carriage on the way home again, he looked at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he bought in the carriage with a smile, and couldn't help but want to slap himself again.
What happened to me? Originally, I came here to buy brown sugar to make white sugar and make some profit from the price difference. But now, why are you thinking about publishing a book?
However, when he thought of Xiao Feng's abstract and exaggerated book, with a preface that didn't add up to the following, he went into the bookstore to explore. The book was clearly priced at one tael and still in short supply, Liang An couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy.
With my own insights from later generations and the teachings of many teachers, can’t I still write a best-selling book?
No more, the price is five taels of silver a piece or ten taels of silver a piece, someone will definitely buy it.
What's more, he also has his own secret weapons, drawing pencils and sketches.
These days are getting more and more promising. Although he is a little unhappy in the town, the future Uncle Liang doesn't care.
Not long after lunch, in Liangjia Village, a carriage drove quickly and quickly stopped at Liang An's door.
The movement outside the door quickly caught Mei Jingjing's attention. Mei Jingjing listened to the movement outside the door, quickly came to the door, looked through the door, and when the owner got off the carriage, he hurriedly opened the door. Door.
"Master, are you back so soon?"
Liang An nodded, "Back."
Liang An said that after he came back, he took out another copper coin and gave it to the coachman, and greeted Mei Jingjing amidst the many thanks from the coachman.
"My wife and I will move the things in."
Got something?
Mei Jingjing was stunned for a moment, but she quickly moved forward to help Liang An unload the things from the car. When she saw that it was the four treasures of the study: pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Mei Jingjing was stunned for the first time.
But I immediately understood.
The head of the family is a scholar, so that's how it should be. Although life is difficult, Mei Jingjing still has a smile on her face.
She supports whatever the boss does.
After Mei Jingjing and Liang An moved the things into the house, Liang An kept complaining that the paper was really expensive.
The paper cut into a book actually costs one hundred copper coins, and that's not even writing anything on it.
When Mei Jingjing heard what Liang An said, she hurriedly looked at the papers Liang An was carrying and could vaguely see that there were more than a dozen of them.
"What are you, the master?"
Although Mei Jingjing was not sure what Liang An was going to do, Liang An smiled at Mei Jingjing.
"Don't worry, madam, the mountain man has his own clever plan, but he needs your help. Otherwise, it will be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, and all the paper she bought will be wasted."
As soon as Mei Jingjing heard that it was difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice, she hurriedly looked at Liang An and said.
"The master hasn't eaten yet. I've prepared some food and I'm going to get it for him now."
Mei Jingjing wanted to leave immediately, but Liang An pulled her along because of the news. "Don't worry, don't worry. I have some good food here. I ate it back and there is one more for you."
As Liang An spoke, he took out a small package from his arms and handed it to Mei Jingjing, who was stunned.
"What good stuff is that?"
Liang An looked at Mei Jingjing's glaring eyes and hurriedly opened the package in his hand. At this moment, Mei Jingjing let out an ouch.
"How did this happen? How much did you spend on this, Master? You actually bought preserved fruit. This is a rare thing. I know you can get one tael of silver for a pound of preserved fruit."
Liang An looked at the happy Mei Jingjing and said with a smile.
"Aren't you asking Madam for something? I'm afraid Madam won't agree, so I'll buy some delicious food first to stop Madam's mouth."
Mei Jingjing heard her head of the family call her madam and laughed.
"How come the master of the slave family calls her like this? It makes me very happy to call her a lady. This lady is only called by rich people."
Liang An looked at Mei Jingjing's appearance and hurriedly stuffed the preserved fruit into Mei Jingjing's mouth.
"Try it quickly, this is really good, a rare delicacy in the county."
Mei Jingjing couldn't resist Liang An and ate a piece.
"So sweet!"
Liang An looked at her, "Tian, please eat more. We will discuss it later. There are some things that we really need my wife's help."
"What to discuss?"
"We'll talk about this later. Madam, just eat. I'm just going to write the beginning of these books. By the time Madam finishes eating, I'll probably have almost finished writing. Then I'll discuss it with Madam."
"Is it so mysterious?"
Although Mei Jingjing was curious, she didn't eat more and took the preserved fruit into her arms.
Seeing Mei Jingjing's appearance, Liang An smiled.
"Madam, why are you so cautious? Just eat this thing. Even if I wait until I finish the book and sell one copy, I won't get more than five taels of silver. This is not an ordinary book with one tael of silver."
Mei Jingjing was instantly surprised when she heard that a book that her boss had just said cost one tael could be sold for five taels.
"Heads cannot deceive others. Although we are poor, we have ambition."
"This is what I taught you."
Liang An hurriedly admitted his mistake, "But this book is really extraordinary. It's better to wait until I've prepared the prelude. Madam is here to help me."
"Really? The slave family will help the young master study ink?"
"You no longer call me the master, but you call me the master?"
Liang An and Mei Jingjing joked, but Mei Jingjing answered.
"Didn't the head of the house call me madam just now?"
In this way, Mei Jingjing was happily preparing to study ink, but was stopped by Liang An.
"I still need to make pencils first."
"Pencil? What is this?"
Mei Jingjing was a little confused as to what kind of pencil Liang An used instead of ink.
Liang An chuckled, "This is a good thing, I rely on it for my creation."
Liang An quickly made a pencil, which was nothing more than mixing the toner and clay evenly, rolling them into strips, and putting them into suitable wood.
Then he started writing with the ink Mei Jingjing had been grinding.
No pencil?
Isn't this normal?
Can pencil lead dry so quickly?
As for whether Liang An can write?
Fortunately, Liang An's original physical memory for handwriting was good, and even more so, Liang An's thin gold body skills, which were later developed, were very enviable.
After the two sides got together, a beautiful calligraphy poem made Mei Jingjing, who didn't know how to write, couldn't help but be amazed.
Just looking at the words Liang An couldn't help but write there, Mei Jingjing became curious.
"Husband, can you tell me what this means?"
Another honorific, Liang An looked at Mei Jingjing.
"We have to talk to Madam about this later anyway, so let's talk to Madam in advance."
In an instant, the story about the fake version of Official Ximen and Miss Pan Jinlian came out of Liang An's mouth.
But the more she listened to the weirder atmosphere, Mei Jingjing's face turned red with embarrassment.
"Oh, how could someone in charge write such a book? It's so embarrassing."
When Mei Jingjing lowered her head shyly, Liang An took her in his arms.
"My good wife, now I need you to help my husband."
"Well?"
This time, Mei Jingjing, who was already blushing with embarrassment, had no strength at all.
"Master, let me go first. I have no strength at all now. How can I help Master?"
Mei Jingjing asked Liang An doubtfully, and Liang An hurriedly whispered something in Mei Jingjing's ear, which made Mei Jingjing's face turn red until blood dripped from her face.
"No, no, how can you do such a thing? No, no."
"What's wrong? When I paint your portrait, no one will see that it's you because of the veil. You also have to let your husband inspire me, and the lady is so beautiful. Isn't that the source of my inspiration? ?"
Liang An tried his best to persuade her, but Mei Jingjing cooperated with her and enjoyed being put into various positions at will.
One after another graphics quickly appeared on the paper.
Even after Mei Jingjing looked at the picture, she knew it was not her, but looking at the vivid picture, she couldn't help but feel ashamed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
