My teacher is a gentle and elegant gentleman... It’s strange that Lu Sanlang would think so!
He just couldn't understand why his ancestor Ge Yong, the emperor, and the craftsmen just now all thought that Zhang Shou was a gentleman who didn't hear anything outside the window and only read arithmetic books? Look.
Zhou Jijiu, Luo Siye, and his father knew very well that Zhang Shou only had a clean face, but he was actually a ruthless person!
At this time, watching the carriage leave, Lu Sanlang turned back in dismay and saw Zhang Shou standing at the door. He was really nervous. After finally making sufficient preparations, he managed to smile and greeted him.
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However, Zhang Shou just turned around and entered the door again, giving him only a glimpse of his back. He was startled and hurried to catch up, but only heard Zhang Shou say without looking back: "Take me there
Look at the scholars who wrote your books."
Lu Sanlang wanted to say that everyone was sleeping, but when the words came to his lips, he felt that Zhang Shou might have a deeper meaning, so he quickly ran forward to lead the way. When he came to a room, he opened the door and smelled it.
Smelling of alcohol, he quickly turned around and said with a smile: "I heard that after finishing writing last night, these people drank and acted wildly. They didn't go to bed until dawn, so they definitely won't be able to wake up now."
It would be troublesome if he could wake him up. Maybe these people would talk nonsense in front of Zhang Shou and ruin his little reputation!
Of course Zhang Shou would not bother to wake up those people. He looked at several rooms in a row and saw a drunkard sleeping soundly in each room. The beds and furniture in the room could not be said to be exquisite, but they were still neat and considered decent.
Although the sparrow was small and had all the internal organs, it could be seen that the clothes on the scholars who had not had time to take off were made of good materials, so he knew it in his heart.
Although the methods are simple and crude, fundamentally speaking, Lu Sanlang's approach can be regarded as... curing diseases and saving lives?
The little fat man’s outlook is probably this. Only the rich have the right to be lazy. If the poor are lazy, they deserve to die of laziness and poverty! Therefore, I shut you down in the dark room to save you, so that you can have enough food and clothing, and get rich.
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With this thought in his mind, Zhang Shou turned around and quietly left the house. When he stood in the yard, he looked at Lu Sanlang and asked: "You lock people here to write, and then use the rewards to buy them houses and land.
Do you think this is for their own good?"
"Of course!" Lu Sanlang instinctively burst out three words, and then secretly cursed himself for telling the truth, and quickly explained, "I give all the money to their families regularly. Some people's daughter-in-law and son depend on this.
They live on money; some people rely on this money to support their parents; some people are single, but if they have a house and land, they can marry a wife in the future..."
Before Lu Sanlang could finish his words, Zhang Shou smiled and said, "How many copies of your book can you sell, and how many copies can you actually allow them to buy a house and land in a short period of time?"
"Well, it's not the inner city, it's the outer city. It's just a small courtyard once you enter. The land is also a few acres or more scattered around the capital, but at least the family is not without permanent property."
Lu Sanlang looked away with some guilt, but when he saw Zhang Shou taking a step closer to him, he instinctively felt that something was wrong, and quickly explained: "There are not many people who can buy these idle books, but I bought a few options.
Home, let them tie it up."
Thinking that he had reached this point now, he simply spoke out boldly without fear of boiling water.
"The scholars in those stories, if they want to be named on the gold medal list and marry the daughter of a famous family, of course they are not talking in vain. They also have to review before the exam and read the books of which eight-legged essay anthologist. This is of course very particular. I and the corresponding anthologist
After the business has been negotiated, and their book titles are added to the story, it will naturally be hello to you, me, and everyone."
"Moreover, most of those who have read my books will go back and buy the new anthology, because they all want to read the follow-up. But Mr. Xiao, I no longer scold the shameless old guy who claims to be the first choice family in Gyeonggi.
I gave him books for his family!"
This little fat guy is really well versed in the promotion methods of buy one, get one free, and embedded advertising, and he actually turned this into a mutually beneficial industry!
Zhang Shou couldn't help but put his fingers together and knocked lightly or hard on the little fat man's forehead: "The brain is very good, but there are so many evil ways! But do you think this evil way can last long? Even if you have circled these or twenty people now, what will happen to them?
If you can capture more people, even if they just imitate your books, they will disgust you to death. Your business won't last long, so prepare to let them go as soon as possible."
"How do you know, young sir? It's really not as easy as before!" Lu Sanlang's eyes widened. When he saw Zhang Shou was about to walk out, he hurriedly chased after him, but he said, "Now the bookstore is more like me.
There are more and more people coming, and if my Sansan Bookshop hadn’t monopolized Master Ge’s books now, and other families came to visit because of Master Ge’s reputation, the business would have been bleak.”
Of course, he is not afraid of losing money. After all, Tingyu Xiaozhu’s dividends are steady and steady...
Therefore, these scholars can still make ends meet under his banner, but if they go elsewhere, they might be squeezed to death!
Zhang Shou went straight out and got into the carriage. Seeing Lu Sanlang also smiling and squeezing in, he stuck his head out of the window and directly ordered Ah Liu to drive. After the car started to move steadily, he tapped the armrest with his fingers.
Said: "Books are too easy to be copied and imitated. Since you are backed by a place like Tingyu Xiaozhu, have you never thought about turning books into other forms?"
"Young gentleman, you mean, drama?"
Seeing that Lu Sanlang had really thought of this, Zhang Shou smiled and said: "It's not a play, it's a play. For a play, you have to think about how to write catchy lyrics and find a famous person with a good voice to practice carefully, but if
It’s much easier if it’s a drama, and most importantly, it’s more immersive than a story, because after all, it’s played by people.”
Zhang Shou briefly introduced the art form of drama to Lu Sanlang. When he saw the little fat man's eyes immediately shining, and then he concentrated on thinking about the possibility of such an implementation, he calmly said: "Besides, the title on the gold list in the book
, how can it be interesting to perform if you are a top scholar? The scenery is well made and a beautiful girl like Twelve Rain is chosen to play it, it will definitely look good."
"Little sir, wait a minute, let me take a good look at it!" Lu Sanlang quickly stopped Zhang Shou from continuing. He rubbed his temples with his middle fingers and thought quickly. The more he thought about it, the more excited he felt, and the more excited he became, he continued.
Think further.
And what Zhang Shou said next simply made him feel that his eyes were brighter.
"To perform like this, you don't need to sing or work, but you need a different kind of figure. Why don't these scholars you raise have any talent in this area? Besides, let's show it to the rich ladies, men
The protagonist must be handsome and extraordinary; for ordinary men, as long as the heroine is as beautiful as a flower..."
Zhang Shou casually told Lu Sanlang that in this day and age, if there was an audience problem for a drama, people would be scratching their heads and wanting to do it right away. He suddenly patted the armrest again and waited for Lu Sanlang to recover before continuing.
Go on.
"Since ancient times, opera singers have been actors and have a low-level profession. Therefore, if Twelve Rains performs, there may not be much resistance. However, scholars may be willing to hang out in brothels and Chu houses on weekdays, but it is hard to say whether they are willing to go on stage..."
"Don't worry about these little things, young sir!" Lu Sanlang was already in high spirits, but he said with a smile, "The most indispensable thing in this world is people who boldly try! You know why some people are willing to come to me and write these legendary words
Ben? Isn’t it because it’s too difficult to take the exam after going to the exam hall!”
At this point, the little fat man suddenly became acutely aware of a problem. Zhang Shou casually gave him a good idea. He and Zhang Kang would discuss it later, and they would probably get the thing done. The future would definitely be better than what it is now.
The bookstore was a big business, but the money earned was divided between him and Zhang Kang, which seemed a bit unreasonable.
So, the smart little fat man rolled his eyes and immediately came up with a brilliant idea. He approached Zhang Shou with a smile on his face and said flatteringly: "Little sir, this is my first time to do this. I have no experience. Please give it to me."
How about giving me more guidance? I know you are already very busy, so, little sir, as long as you are willing to give me some advice, I will give you 30%... no, 40% of the shares!"
Zhang Shougang just mentioned it casually, not too seriously, but now Lu Sanlang was seriously planning to turn this into an industry, and even planned to give him shares. He immediately took it as a joke.
Lost it. After pondering for a while, he smiled and said: "How come you are such an extremely smart person, so many people underestimated you in the past?"
Seeing that Lu Sanlang was elated by the praise, he said calmly: "It's natural for you to come to me for the idea I have in mind. In this case, in the first drama in the future, don't use those scripts about marrying a princess with a title on the gold list.
, I’ll find another good story!”
Originally it was just out of gratitude and investment, but now that he heard that Zhang Shou was willing to catch the knife himself, Lu Sanlang couldn't believe his ears. He thought that he was indeed a math genius, but if that was the case, what about Zhang Shou? But now,
People actually say that in addition to arithmetic, they can also write those fascinating legendary novels? This is simply unscientific!
But having said that, Lu Sanlang knew that the things written by the scholars he raised were only a few cents, and they were very different from Emperor Taizu's familiar "Journey to the West". If he really wanted to act in it,
, a leader like Twelve Rains may not be willing, so he hesitated for a moment and nodded repeatedly.
The teacher and the student were chatting all the way. Suddenly, the carriage stopped suddenly without warning, and then Ah Liu's voice came from outside: "Master, the eldest lady is riding here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Shou heard the sound of horse hooves and hurriedly poked his head out of the car window. The next moment, he saw Zhu Ying dressed in red galloping on her horse. Not far away was the person in front of the Imperial Academy.
University archway. Before she could stop, she shouted loudly: "Ah Shou, is Lu Sanpang with you?"