After saying that, Xu He took out another piece of paper from the bedroom.
Shopkeeper Ji smiled and said: "Xu Xu, you still have Jiawen, can you wait for me to come again next time?"
He thought Xu He was addicted to making money and wanted to sell more articles at a time.
But to be honest, what Cheng Wen sells is just a gimmick to a certain extent.
People heard that Xu He and Xiao Sanyuan were willing to foot the bill.
But after all, Xu He was just a student, and he was not a master of eight-part essays like Zhai and Tang Dynasty.
The more articles there are in the book, the higher the cost will naturally be.
Scholars may be willing to spend dozens of yuan to buy a small three-yuan copy of Cheng Wen to go back and learn more.
But you may not be willing to spend more for it.
With this kind of money, wouldn't it be more popular to buy eight-gut-making art masters, or editors who have passed the provincial examinations and Chinese-style scholar examinations over the years?
Xu He knew that he had misunderstood, so he smiled and said: "Shopkeeper Ji, you should read it first before talking."
Shopkeeper Ji took the piece of paper suspiciously and saw the word "witchcraft" written on the header.
Seeing this, he looked up at Xu He blankly, with some doubts in his eyes.
Xu He guessed that shopkeeper Ji must be thinking: "This Mr. Xu is so young that it is important to study. How come he has anything to do with sorcery?"
However, shopkeeper Ji was a scholar and well versed in business matters, so he was naturally very shrewd. He suppressed his doubts and read on.
The story "Witch" tells the story of a chivalrous man named Yu Gong who went out on the street and met a well-known fortune teller.
The fortune teller said to him: "You will die within three days!"
Yu Gong was shocked.
The fortune teller then said: "I can help you resolve the disaster, but I need ten taels of silver as a reward!"
Yu Gong thought that life and death were important and manpower was limited, so he did not pay.
When Yu Gong's friends heard about this incident, they advised him to spend money to eliminate the disaster, but Yu Gong ignored it.
Two days later, nothing happened.
On the third night, when Yu Zhengzheng was about to go to bed, he suddenly saw a small person crawling into the crack of the window. As soon as he landed, he was the size of a normal person, with a weapon in his hand.
When Yu Gong saw it, his hair stood on end, and he slashed at the man with his sword. The little man was instantly cut into two sections. If he looked carefully, he turned out to be a paper man.
Seeing this, Yu Gong didn't dare to sleep anymore, so he could only sit on the bed and wait.
A few minutes later, another monster came in through the window, grinning. Yu Gong slashed at the monster with his sword again, and the monster made a shattering sound after being hit.
When Yu Gong took a look, he saw a clay doll lying on the ground, which had been broken into several pieces.
So Mr. Yu hid under the window to monitor the situation outside. After a while, a huge monster came. The monster pushed the wall with his hands, and the house shook as if it was about to collapse.
Yu Gong was shocked and rushed out the door. He saw the monster holding a bow and arrow in his hand. As soon as he saw Yu Gong appeared, he drew the bow and shot. Yu Gong threw himself on the ground to avoid the bow and arrow.
The monster pulled out the broadsword from his waist and struck at it. Yu Gong fought hard and struck the monster in the ribs during the fierce battle. The monster froze, fell to the ground and turned into a puppet.
When Yu Gong thought about it carefully, he realized that the monsters were sent by fortune tellers to harm him.
So the next day, Yu Gong and his friends went to the fortune teller's house and took him to the government.
Seeing this, Shopkeeper Ji suddenly realized that the story was over and he still had more to say.
He took the piece of paper and asked Xu He: "This story has never been heard of in the market. Could it be written by the young master?"
Xu He smiled and nodded, and asked: "What does Shopkeeper Ji think of this story?"
Shopkeeper Ji looked at Xu He repeatedly in disbelief, and then murmured: "Young master is really knowledgeable and talented, his articles are well-written, and his stories are even better!"
"The fortune teller first tried to scare the public with threatening words, but before the matter came to pass, he harmed others. The thought of it makes people shudder!"
Ding Ze listened to the story read out by shopkeeper Ji and looked strange: "Sir, we also have a fortune teller in Tuancha. He will often make such predictions. Many people are so scared that they give him money and gifts. I want to turn disaster into good luck!"
Shopkeeper Ji exclaimed: "Yes, this kind of thing is so normal now. But the difference is that those fortune tellers are not as vicious as the one in the story! But the beauty of the story is that it teaches people not to trust these charlatans. if!"
"This story of Mr. Xu is not only persuasive to the world, but also wonderful. Look at this paragraph..."
After finishing speaking, he pointed to a piece of text on the paper and read: "The male used his sword to move the arrow, and the arrow fell. When he tried to hit it, it bent again. The male jumped to avoid it, and the arrow penetrated the wall, and there was a sound of fighting. The ghost was very angry and drew his sword. , swung like the wind, and looked for the male to chop. The male came forward and cut the stone in the middle of the courtyard with his sword. The stone broke immediately. The male came out from between his buttocks and cut the ghost's ankle, making a loud sound. The ghost became angry, roared like thunder, turned around and chopped again. The male fell down again. When the male entered, the knife fell and cut off the male's skirt. The male had already reached his side and slashed it fiercely. There was a loud sound, and the ghost servant was stiff. The male struck it randomly, and the sound was as hard as a watch. The candle was like a puppet, as tall as a human. The bow and arrow It is still wrapped around the waist, depicting a ferocious figure; there is blood everywhere where the sword hits. The official is holding the candle and waiting for the day."
"This description is as wonderful as most of the giant ghosts. It's even more wonderful than those storytellers in the shops. It's hard to read!"
Xu He smiled and joked about why Pu Songling's "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" is called a classic.
Let’s start from this piece of “Yu Gong”. He adopted the most classic structure of the story. There is a suspense at the beginning. The fortune teller said that Yu Gong will die in three days. Will Yu Gong really die?
What follows are three battles with mobs, each one more intense than the last.
Finally, he came to catch the big boss... the fortune teller. In the final battle, a black dog broke the fortune teller's invisibility.
Isn’t this story a typical Hollywood blockbuster in later generations?
The pace is simply too tight.
As for the monsters of this era, few can achieve such a tight story rhythm, and many of them are just babbling and babbling.
"Mr. Xu, do you have any other stories?" Shopkeeper Ji finally found a treasure this time.
Although the demand for Cheng Wen is not small, compared with good story books, the profit is obviously much smaller.
Xu He took out the results of last night from the room.
Shopkeeper Ji became more and more excited as he watched, and became more and more forgetful as he watched.
In the end, I simply sat on the edge of the flower bed, not caring about my image at all.
After he finished reading the manuscript in one breath, he put down the manuscript and said in front of Xu He and others: "These stories written by Mr. Xu are not only excellent in writing, but also unique throughout the ages. First of all, the comments are mellow and accurate, and there is nothing wrong with them." Refute. For example, famous Confucians give lectures, old monks talk about Zen, or elders read and recite prose to encourage the world. The observation is actually beneficial to the body and mind, and warns against stubbornness. When it comes to loyalty, filial piety, and justice, it makes people shed tears and wake them up. It’s more about the world’s teachings.”
The translation of this passage is that these stories of yours are not only enjoyable to read, but also educational. good, very good!
After finishing speaking, Shopkeeper Ji solemnly said: "Mr. Xu, is that all?"
Xu He said: "There are still many stories that have not been recorded!"
"Ah..." Shopkeeper Ji's face was full of regret that he couldn't see it all, "How long will it take for the young master to finish recording?"
"Half a month!" Xu He didn't want to push himself too hastily!
Shopkeeper Ji immediately took out ten taels of silver and placed it in front of Xu He: "Mr. Xu, this is the deposit. These stories of yours have been booked by Guangling Bookstore!"
Li Sikui's eyes nearly popped out when he saw this.
The deposit the senior brother earned from casually writing a few strange stories was equivalent to more than half a year's salary of his father.
This, this, this...
Everyone thought that Xu He would make an immediate decision, but Xu He smiled and said: "Shopkeeper Ji, there is no problem in engraving for your Guangling Bookstore, but I have two conditions!"
Shopkeeper Ji quickly said: "Mr. Xu, you said..."
