"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is so well written, especially the friendship between Liu Guan and Zhang Zhi is really enviable."
"Yes, Mr. Guan used the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to show his loyalty and courage. He is so handsome."
"You all know how to fight and kill. Look at Zhuge Kongming, one person can withstand thousands of troops."
"What does this mean? If Zhuge Kongming wants to resist thousands of troops, he also needs soldiers and horses. Where will I, Lu Bu, stop? Who can stop the thousands of troops?"
"What are the slaves with three surnames? My loyal and courageous Mr. Guan Er is the most powerful?"
"Fart, a powerful strategist can affect the entire battle situation. So what about Lu Bu? How can he be better than me, Zhuge Kongming?"
"Second Master Guan is amazing!"
"Has anyone ever thought about me, Zhou Lang, the most handsome man in the Three Kingdoms?"
"Bah, little pretty boy, I, Changshan Zhao Zilong, escorted the young master with a million troops in Changbanpo, and killed everyone seven in and seven out. Did I say anything?"
A few scholars quarreled in the street, which immediately attracted the attention of pedestrians on the street. People who had read history listened to them talking about the figures of the Three Kingdoms and did not pay attention. People who did not understand this period of history listened to what they said.
content, but most people are just watching the excitement.
After learning that it was talking about a book called "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I asked the source out of curiosity. In an instant, this book became popular.
Mo Ranchen didn't know that his workload was about to increase. He was still dictating the content behind the Three Kingdoms. Two days had passed and he hadn't finished dictating it because there were too many words. He was not like the ancients who could just write a few words when nothing happened.
Tens of thousands of words without stopping, Mo Ranchen can write a review of more than a thousand words, can he get his
Fate, I think back to those days, when I was in school, I had to write an essay of 1,800 words for every Chinese language test. I don’t know who the killer invented the essay. He hated that guy to death. Now Mo Ranchen just feels that
The person who invented the brush was very annoying, because using the brush to write from memory made him even less efficient.
Mo Ranchen bought some pieces of goose feathers in the West Market and wanted to make a goose quill pen. He found that this thing requires ink to be dipped in to write, which is more troublesome than a brush. Maybe he is not good at making it. He plans to find an opportunity to let others try it.
Trying to make some charcoal pens, at this time, yesterday, he found that someone in the printing factory used a piece of charcoal ground into a stick to write on paper. Thinking about it, if a few decades pass, maybe charcoal pens will be born directly. At that time
, it should be the period of Wu Zetian.
When writing silently, I noticed that time passed very slowly, but in fact, time had already slipped away quietly. After writing two or three chapters, Mo Ranchen suddenly realized that his stomach was protesting and he went out to have lunch.
When Cheng Chumo saw Mo Ranchen leaving, he immediately came to the counter. He had long known that Mo Ranchen was writing the second volume of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and wanted to read it in advance, but was not allowed to do so, so he had to sneak over to read it.
When Cheng Chumo saw Pang Tong coming to join Liu Bei, he felt that he no longer had to be as aggrieved as before. Now that he had both the dragon and the phoenix in his hands, what was there to worry about? He could just do it. As a result,
, Pang Tong was not well yet, he died just after he came out. Feng Chu, who has been curious for so long, is this?
When Ma Chao fought against Jiameng Pass, Guan Yunchang went to the meeting alone. Cheng Chumo saw the climax, as if he was also a hero on the battlefield. For a moment, he wished he could go to the border and fight side by side with the soldiers.
After Mo Ranchen came back from lunch, he saw Cheng Chumo sitting in his seat, looking at the manuscript he had written.
In fact, at first, Mo Ranchen thought that Cheng Chumo didn't know how to read. But he was wrong. Even among the children of these big families, even if they were warriors, which one was simple? No one knew whether a scholar would suddenly pick up a sword.
Going into battle to kill the enemy, will a killer who comes down from the battlefield suddenly say something romantic?
Most of the officials of the Tang Dynasty were both civil and military. Although Mo Ranchen came from a later generation, he didn't think he could really beat these people. Apart from knowing the fate of some of them, so what?
, we are all human beings, and we can live longer than others, aren’t we all human beings? It’s good that he is a time traveler, but his brain is still the same. He does not have an IQ as high as 250, and his experience is not as good as those old fritters in the officialdom.
, Mo Ranchen just wants to start a small business in Shuyuan to support himself. He has no big ambitions. He just did nothing in his previous life, and he will probably be about the same in this life.
Mo Ranchen walked to the bookshelf and looked for a few books at random, wanting to read them. However, because most of them were in classical Chinese, it was difficult to read them. There were some anecdotes that he couldn't understand himself. For example, he saw a
Feng Ming Qishan, God Helps Zhou Conquer Shang, I couldn’t stand it after reading the beginning.
However, Mo Ranchen didn't know that what he was holding was a history book. If he continued reading, he might discover some truths about the world.
There was a window on the second floor. Mo Ranchen sat by the window and looked at the passers-by outside. He was probably the most irresponsible counter. What he should have done was handed over to the customers. I don’t know if Cheng Chumo had finished reading.
He had only written a dozen times in total and was already exhausted. Suddenly, Mo Ranchen saw a group of people walking in his direction not far away. He didn't know what this group of people was going to do. Who cares?
Well, it has nothing to do with me. He continued to look at the scenery boringly. He felt a bit like rusty iron, and his whole person gave people a lazy feeling. Suddenly, Mo Ranchen saw that the direction these people were walking seemed to be Changle Book Garden, and hurried
Walked down.
What do these people do? A group of people are walking on the road. If they weren't wearing Confucian robes, Mo Ranchen would have thought they were gangsters.
When Mo Ranchen came down, those people had already walked in, "Masters, welcome to Changle Bookstore, what books do you want to buy?" Mo Ranchen doesn't care who they are, who dares to cause trouble in Changle Bookstore?
When the leading scholar saw Mo Ranchen, who was wearing a long robe and looked like a stranger, he looked like an unparalleled young master, so he didn't blame him for suddenly talking to him. After all, scholars are all arrogant and think that they are the most awesome.
, everyone else stood aside, except for the emperor, it was us scholars who were the highest class.
A group of people are just used to it. Although Mo Ranchen hates the way the other person looks at him, God is the one who can give money, no matter how he looks at him.
"I heard that you sell "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?" the scholar asked.
"Indeed, it's thirty cents a book. How much do you need?" Mo Ranchen nodded and replied.
"Bring me a copy," the scholar said.
When Mo Ranchen heard this, he immediately went to get it. Before he left, someone shouted again, asking for "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" too. At this time, thirty people bought a copy of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and went back.
There are still a dozen books left in the bookstore, and there will probably be more tomorrow. Mo Ranchen plans to restock after closing today, so that he can make more money.