saint

Master Chengyu left in a hurry.

There was no chance for Chen Luo to hug her thigh at all.

He just said "The person you should thank is not a poor person", and then left coldly, leaving Chen Luo completely messed up in the cold wind.

I am a Taoist enshrined, a virtuous teacher!

Can't you chatter for ten dollars?

Who should I thank?

What happened to that Qu Lihou?Why are you staring at me?

And who is that little prince you mentioned?

Chen Luo has a lot of question marks at the moment.

Is the water in Zhongjing City so deep?

Senior Wei, I can't grasp it anymore.

Not in the mood to continue shopping, Chen Luo hired a carriage and drove him back to the Earl's Mansion.Although the Earl's Mansion is free, it is still a gold swallowing beast, it is his home after all.

The carriage was long, and Chen Luo sat in the carriage, always feeling a lot of thoughts in his head, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts, and he was a little irritable.Suddenly, I caught a glimpse of a square piece of paper in the corner of the carriage, and the yellowed paper was quite familiar.Chen Luo picked up the paper and glanced at it, his eyes widened instantly.

"Shocked! Miss Yuhuage Saitama combs her hair, and she has a lot of money!"

"Miss A Chan from Tianxiang Tower told me personally: The story I had to tell the former Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry!"

"The one-stop gambling shop is open, and we are sincerely recruiting thugs, and those with skills are preferred."

"Man Ting Xiang Restaurant opens today, address No. [-], Ruyi Square, Qinglong Street, [-]% off the site!"

Chen Luo rubbed his eyes, and he reconfirmed that he was not mistaken, what he was holding was a street newspaper.

The text above is not Yawen, but plain language.Pingwen is a shorthand version of Yawen, which does not attract the power of heaven, so the difficulty of writing is also reduced a lot. It is the font used in daily communication in Daxuan Dynasty.

The difference between it and Yawen is probably equivalent to the difference between seal script and italic script in the previous life.

Chen Luo flipped through the tabloid front and back, and found that the content on it was mainly brothel gossip and recruitment notices, with some business advertisements mixed in between.

Suddenly he seemed to catch that thought in his head.

Chen Luo knocked on the frame of the car, and the groom who drove the car opened the curtain, and asked with a smile, "Guest officer, what are your orders?"

Chen Luo politely showed the tabloid to the groom: "Brother, where can I buy this thing?"

The groom glanced at it and chuckled: "Brother, isn't this just a grass newspaper! Any tea house, tavern, brothel, there are young men who sell it for a penny."

Chen Luo asked again: "Is it all like this?"

The groom is also a chatty person, and nodded: "Yes! It's all news about girls from brothels, and local job seekers. Us rough people like to watch it. It's cheap anyway. You can take it home and put it away after watching it." Toilet."

"Is there no other content? For example, written in elegant script?" Chen Luo followed closely.

The groom thought for a while and replied: "The guest officer, what you are talking about is Wenbao. It is a precious thing. It was published by Wenchang Pavilion. It is said that it contains the latest poems, and there are articles annotated by masters and even great scholars. Once a month, it is said that it costs ten taels of silver!"

"Twelve taels? So expensive?" Chen Luo was surprised.

"Not expensive! Can a scholar's things be said to be expensive! A low-grade Enlightenment Sutra costs a hundred taels. If it weren't for the books in the academy that can be read for free, my family can't afford a scholar even if they save eight lifetimes of money!"

Chen Luo was taken aback, and only then did memories of books appear in his mind.

Books are divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.Written by the original author himself, it is top grade.Erudite people copied it carefully, and it is a middle grade.Using the Confucian magic of "writing a thousand words" to quickly copy is inferior.

Among the low-grade scriptures, the enlightenment level is the lowest, but it also requires a hundred taels of silver.Therefore, ordinary families can't afford books at all, and can only hope that their children can enter the reading academy, because in the academy, books can be borrowed for free.And Wenchang Pavilion will pay the original author of Jingyi according to the number of borrowing times!

Not to mention pirated copies, there is power of heaven in the book.Try stealing a copy, before the original author and Wenchang Pavilion defend their rights, the way of heaven will kill you first!

In this way, the books in the bookcase in Chen Luo's study are worth the old man's money!

wrong!The point is not here!

Chen Luo slapped his head suddenly, and he was still investigating the wool market. In this world, writing books is the most profitable!

And he, Chen Luo, Daxuan Wan'anbo, a good teacher of Taoism, the master of mortal energy, and the pioneer of the fourth road to heaven, what is the most indispensable thing?

It's a head full of books!

Chen Luo pulled the curtain on the car, sat back on the seat in the car, and his brain began to spin rapidly.

In the perfect meridian opening state before, the mortal energy in his body has been exhausted, and there is no drop left.

According to the spirit of the secret realm, people who read his books can also generate mortal aura, which has been proved by Ji Zhong.And the more people who generate mortal energy, the more mortal energy can be fed back to him.This will be a major source of his future cultivation.

Secondly, his books are not limited by talent for thorough reading, that is, anyone who can read elegant texts can read his books and gain the worldly spirit from them.

Finally, make money!It is already remarkable for other great Confucians to write two or three books in a lifetime, but he, mobile library!

Just thinking about it makes me very excited, I actually ran around Jinshan!

in conclusion.

He wants to win a market for the masses, so the price should not be too high, otherwise consumers will not be able to afford a copy for a lifetime.

He must have a sustainable channel that can satisfy him to write books one after another.

He must have a stable way of cashing out funds to maintain the above two points.

Then, the breakthrough point is——

"Guest officer, we're here!" The groom knocked on the car window.

Chen Luo stopped his own thinking, got out of the car, and suddenly found a familiar figure leaning against the vermilion lacquered gate of the Earl's Mansion, seemingly sleepy, half leaning against the door, sound asleep.

Chen Luo recognized that half-dead look at a glance.

"Ji Zhong!"

Hearing the shout, Ji Zhong raised his head with ecstasy on his face: "My lord!"

Just heard a "disease", shouted from Ji Zhong's mouth.

a little arrogance,

A thousand miles of wind!

Ji Zhong instantly stood in front of Chen Luo.

Your sister, it's only a few steps, and you flashed again!

Tianxiang Building.

Chen Luo was bold, and ordered the whole table of noodles, looking at Ji Zhong who was devouring it, he didn't know how many meals this guy hadn't eaten.

"Why are you here? Is Chen Xuan okay?"

"It's okay!" Ji Zhong said while gnawing on Feng Niao's leg, "When the young master was just taken away, sister Xuan lost her shape in just a day or two. Later, Cai County Magistrate sent a message from Wei Daru , Said that you have been rescued, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and returned to normal."

When Chen Luo heard about it, her heart ached. She had gone through life and death ordeals, and Chen Xuan hadn't experienced life and death.

"Then why did you come to Zhongjing?"

"Sister Xuan said that the county magistrate Cai is taking care of her family, so it's nothing serious. She was afraid that you wouldn't be able to handle it alone in Zhongjing, so she asked me to come and accompany you. I was going to send Miss Xiaohuan to take care of you, but Uncle Ping persuaded me !Oh, right"

Ji Zhong said as he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms: "This is 3 taels of banknotes. Sister Xuan asked me to bring them to you. He said that Zhongjing consumes a lot of money, so you must be thinking of ways to make money. Let you Don't worry, don't worry about it, if you don't have enough, write back and tell her."

Chen Luo looked at the stack of bank notes neatly, received them in his hand, somehow, counted his nose, and tears flowed down