In a private school outside the Imperial College, a group of Imperial College students who came to thank their teachers were gathering together. Most of them were chatting and getting acquainted, and one of them was handing out "business cards" one by one.
It’s a real “business card”.
"Everyone, I have recently started a small business. If you need anything in the future, just ask. There is no limit to the scope of business. As long as you can think of it, just ask me and I can do it. Come on, here is the famous post. , please take care of me in the future.”
Zhang Zhou handed out his business cards in a circle.
When doing business, you always need to know more people. Although most of the people here today are tributes from the Nanjing Imperial College and are not good at learning, there is one advantage, that is, these people have good family backgrounds.
He also knows that it is unrealistic to expect this group of people to give him business, but a businessman must first adapt to the situation, and he must first get his name out there, regardless of whether he has a date or not, he must first raise a few poles.
"...I said Bingkuan, what are you doing? We are here to thank our teacher today, and you are treating this place as a goods yard?"
One of them, who was dressed luxuriously, looked rich and powerful, and was always surrounded by people saying hello, spoke to Zhang Zhou in a domineering tone.
Although Zhang Zhou couldn't remember what this guy was called, he looked like he was a potential reader of his own publication. So a pamphlet was handed over: "There is no way, the situation is forcing it, who wants to be bald if they have hair? Come on, I recently came across a strange book among the people. It seems to be rich in content. I specially copied the opening chapter, Let me give you a taste of it."
A group of people gathered around. Some of them took Zhang Zhou's pamphlet. After opening it, they all glanced at it a few times: "What is it?"
Zhang Zhou recommended with a smile: "This is a romance novel. How should I put it? It is based on the daily lives of the three heroines Jinlian, Ping'er and Chunmei. The male protagonist is a dandy, whose surname is Ximen. "
"Ximen Qing?" The person next to him almost screamed.
Zhang Zhouyi looks at it, he really knows his stuff.
Also a close friend.
Zhang Zhou immediately handed a pamphlet to this person: "Exactly, this first chapter is about Wu Song killing his sister-in-law as you all know, but then the direction is different. Jin Lian marries Ximen as his concubine, what kind of life Call me a rotten person... Well, I've said too much. You guys have time to read it for yourself. Speaking of which, I plan to publish this in a book. You are all gentlemen, so please give me some advice."
"Wow, can it still be like this? I want to see it."
At first, a group of people thought Zhang Zhou was acting up, but after briefly listening to Zhang Zhou's introduction, many people became interested.
Fan fiction has been around since the Ming Dynasty, and it is of YY type. "Water Margin" has been widely circulated among the people for hundreds of years since the late Yuan and early Ming Dynasties. It has a strong mass base, and "Water Margin" has the most popular The most interesting part of YY, and the most talked-about part among ordinary people, is naturally the romantic triangle debt part of "Wu Song kills his sister-in-law".
Zhang Zhou was off to a good start, and he sent out several pamphlets he had handwritten. Although they were just opening chapters without much nutrition, the key point was that Zhang Zhou had a strong summarizing ability. He did not seek to be comprehensive, but only to Isn’t it easy to catch people’s attention and let a group of dandies have a look at the lives of high-ranking officials in Ximen?
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"Uh-huh."
Just when a group of people were surrounding Zhang Zhou, regarding him as a business tycoon, an old master came out of the inner hall.
Then the old master became annoyed when he found that his role as the protagonist had become a supporting role, and that these young people didn't even take him seriously when they met him.
"Qu Fuzi." As the instigator, Zhang Zhou saw the old man coming out first.
Everyone then turned around and saluted and greeted this old master in his fifties, whose surname was Qu and whose given name was Mingren.
Qu Mingren was once the academic master of the Nanjing Imperial College, and his official position was not very high. However, the teachers who belonged to this group of people no longer work in the Imperial College. Instead, he opened such a restaurant as a juren with his half-life experience in education. A high-end private school. The children who study here are either rich or expensive.
Probably...the public office has changed to the private office.
This kind of person has been engaged in education all his life. He doesn't care about the things inside, but the etiquette of face is the most important thing.
"What are you doing?" Qu Mingren said while holding back the anger in his heart.
A good person said: "Bingkuan has written a script and is circulating it with everyone."
Zhang Zhou said with a smile: "I didn't write it. The author's name is Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng. I just got it by chance. It's really by chance. If you have any opinions, just tell me later. Please feel free to give me some advice."
"Absurd and disgraceful!"
Seeing Zhang Zhou's philistine face, Qu Mingren instantly aroused the fire in his heart.
Zhang Zhou still didn't care whether he was your master or not, he said with a smile: "Master, how about you give me some advice?"
When Qu Mingren heard this, could he still bear it?
He scolded Zhang Zhou: "You really don't understand the rules. Since I'm here to thank my teacher today, why don't I see you leading the cultivation?"
oops!
Zhang Zhou thought to himself, he is indeed a gentle scum, coming up to ask for gifts from students? Looking around, everyone more or less has something in their hands. Maybe they all know the taste and taste of this Qufuzi.
Zhang Zhouzhou grabbed a pamphlet from someone next to him, handed it over and said, "Master often teaches us that we must apply what we have learned, so students will compile what they have learned in their lives into a book, specially dedicated to Master for reading."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The people around burst into laughter.
Qu Mingren was already in a bad mood, but when Zhang Zhou made a fuss about him, he completely lost his face and said angrily: "Shu Zi is not enough to make a plan."
Zhang Zhou said: "You are not Fan Zeng, and I am not the Overlord of Chu. What do you want with me?"
A man named Huang Xuan on the side pulled Zhang Zhouyi: "Bingkuan, don't argue with your husband. Can't you tell that your husband is in a bad mood?"
Zhang Zhou was also wondering why he could remember Huang Xuan's name?
Just as he was thinking about it, Qu Mingren said: "I have cultivated so many disciples, and there are quite a few who have passed the Jinshi examination, but I have never seen such an unreasonable and unreasonable Shuzi. I don't know how he made up for his legacy, so that he can be with all living beings." Members entered the tribute courtyard together? He is really a polite scum, come here, kick him out!"
Hey, hey, what a scumbag.
I haven't scolded you yet, why are you scolding me?
Zhang Zhou originally wanted to explain that he submitted to the Tribute Academy to take the provincial examination based on his ability, but before he could say anything, he saw several servants coming out from behind Qu Mingren to protect the courtyard, and they drove Zhang Zhou out of the door without any courtesy.
Zhang Zhou didn't want to "insult the gentlemen" and didn't try to push him, but he was still pushed out of Qu Mingren's school. When he left, he saw a group of juniors who were less than ten years old, hiding behind the wall as if they were watching. The crowd is watching the fun like a monkey performing.
"I feel sorry for you that you have chosen such a gentleman, and you are still training Jinshi? When I become prosperous, it will not be unusual for me to be invited in eight sedan chairs."
Zhang Zhou was about to leave when he saw a carriage parked behind him. It was decorated with gold and silver and had an embroidered belt with a wide shaft. It looked like it was not an ordinary carriage. Zhang Zhou was familiar with the Ming Dynasty regulations. At first glance, it was a third-grade or above. The specifications of the carriages used by civil and military officials are limited to only a handful of people in Nanjing who are qualified to ride in such carriages.
"This guy named Qu has such a strong background?"
However, a driver jumped out of the carriage and walked straight towards Zhang Zhou, making it impossible for Zhang Zhou to avoid him.
"This young master, his surname is Zhang, Mr. Zhang Zhou and Zhang?" the other party asked.
"..." Zhang Zhouzhou was startled. Is this for him?
Searching my mind, I couldn't remember when I had met such a powerful person.
When he didn't know how to answer, the other party smiled and said: "My young master heard that Mr. Zhang is very good at doing business, so he specially asked me to come and meet him. Please come with Mr. Zhang and come with us. If you have anything to do, I will tell you when I see my young master." Make it clear.”
