Becoming a Saint by Leisure Reading

Chengyu Zhenren left in a hurry.

There was absolutely no chance for Chen Luo to hug her thighs.

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

I am a Taoist worshiper, a virtuous teacher!

Can't you just chat about ten dollars?

Who should I thank?

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

And who is the little prince you mentioned?

Chen Luo has many question marks at the moment.

Is the water in the central capital so deep?

Senior Wei, I can't hold it anymore.

……

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

The carriage was long, and Chen Luo was sitting in the carriage. He always felt a lot of thoughts in his head, but he couldn't sort out his thoughts, and he was a little irritable. Suddenly, I saw 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, and his eyes widened instantly.

"Shocked! The girl from Yuhua Pavilion Saitama is combing her clothes, and she is a daughter of the night!"

"Tianxianglou girl Aran told me personally: the story I had to tell with the former minister of the Ministry of Industry!"

"One-stop casino is open, sincerely recruiting thugs, and those with skills are preferred."

"Man Ting Xiang Restaurant opened today at No. 39, Ruyi Square, Qinglong Street, 50% off!"

Chen Luo rubbed his eyes. He reconfirmed that he was not mistaken. He was holding a tabloid in his hand.

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

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

Chen Luo flipped through the tabloid before and after, and found that it mainly contained some brothel gossip and job advertisements, with some commercial advertisements interspersed in the middle.

Suddenly he seemed to catch the thought in his head.

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

Chen Luo politely glanced at the tabloid newspaper: "Brother, where can I buy this?"

The groom glanced at it and smiled: "Little brother, isn't this just a draft paper! Any teahouse, pub, or brothel will be sold by a servant for a penny."

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

The groom is also a talkative, nodded: "Yes! It's all about the girls in the brothel, and there are local recruits. We rough people like to watch it. Anyway, it's cheap. After reading it, you can take it home and put it away. toilet."

"There is no other content? For example, it was written in Yawen?" Chen Luo was chasing after him.

The mafu thought for a while and replied: "The guest officer, you are talking about the "Wenbao". It is a precious thing, published by Wenchang Pavilion, saying that it contains the latest poems, and the master and even the great Confucian annotated the meaning of the scriptures. The article. Once a month, it is said to cost 10 taels of silver!"

"One hundred taels? So expensive?" Chen Luo looked surprised.

"It's not expensive! Can a scholar's stuff be said to be expensive? A low-grade Kaimeng scripture costs five hundred taels. If it weren't for the free reading of the academy's books, my family would have saved eight lifetimes of money and couldn't afford a scholar! "

Chen Luo was stunned, and then the memory of books appeared in his mind.

Books are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. Handwritten by the original author, it is top grade. The learned man transcribes it attentively, and it is a medium grade. It is inferior to use the Confucian sect spell of "writing a thousand words" to quickly transcribe.

Among the lower-grade classics, Kaimeng has the lowest level, but it also requires five hundred taels of silver. Therefore, ordinary families cannot afford books at all, and can only hope that their children can enter the academy, because books can be borrowed for free in the academy. And Wenchang Pavilion will pay the original author of Jingyi according to the number of borrowings!

Not to mention piracy, the book has the power of heaven. Try stealing a copy, before the original author and Wenchang Pavilion defend their rights, Tiandao will kill you first!

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

No! The point is not here!

Chen Luo slapped his head abruptly. He was also investigating the wool market. In this world, writing books is the most profitable!

And he, Chen Luo, the great Xuan Wan Anbo, the virtuous teacher of Taoism, the master of red dust, and the pioneer of the fourth road to the sky, what is the most indispensable thing?

It's a book full of heads!

Chen Luo pulled the curtains up and sat back on the seat of the carriage, her brain started to spin rapidly.

In the perfect pulse connection state before, the red dust in his body has been exhausted, and there is not a drop of it.

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 red dust, the more red dust can be fed back to him. This will be a major source of his future cultivation.

Secondly, his books are not limited by the talent of reading through, that is, only those who understand Yawen can read the books he wrote and get the mortal aura from them.

Finally, make money! It is amazing that other great scholars can 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 piece of the mass market, so the price can't be too high, otherwise consumers will not be able to buy a copy for a lifetime.

He must have a sustainable channel and be able to satisfy himself writing books one after another.

He must have a stable method of cashing out funds, which can maintain the above two points.

Then, the breakthrough is—

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

Chen Luo stopped thinking, got out of the car, and suddenly found a familiar figure leaning against the red lacquer gate of the Earl's Mansion~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It seemed that he was sleepy, leaning on the door and sleeping soundly.

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

"Ji Zhong!"

Hearing the shouting, Ji Zhong raised his head with a look of ecstasy: "Young Master!"

He heard a "ji" and shouted from Ji Zhong's mouth.

A little arrogant,

A thousand miles is a breeze!

Ji Zhong instantly stood in front of Chen Luo.

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

……

Tianxiang Building.

Chen Luo took a frank, ordered the whole table, and looked at Ji Zhong, who was devouring food. He didn't know how many times this fellow had not eaten.

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

"It's all right!" Ji Zhong said while gnawing on the phoenix's legs, "When the young master was just kidnapped, Sister Xuan lost weight in a day or two. Later, the county magistrate received a message from Wei Daru. , said that he had saved you, and then he was relieved and returned to normal."

When Chen Luo heard this, her heart felt sour. She had gone through a lot of hardships in life and death, so why didn't Chen Xuan go through life and death?

"Then why did you come to Zhongjing?"

"Sister Xuan said that Cai Zhixian is taking care of you at home, and there is no major issue. She was afraid that you would not be able to handle it alone in Zhongjing, so she asked me to come and accompany you. She wanted to send Sister Xiaohuan over to take care of you, but was persuaded by Uncle Ping. !Oh, right……"

Ji Zhong said and took out a stack of silver bills from his arms: "This is 30,000 taels of silver bills, which Sister Xuan asked me to bring to you. He said that Zhongjing consumes a lot of money, you must be thinking of ways to make money. Let you Don't worry, don't save it, if it's not enough, write back and tell her..."

Chen Luo looked at the neat stack of banknotes and took it in his hand. For some reason, he counted his nose, and tears flowed down...

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