The Transmigrated Li Jin’s Daily Farming Life

Chapter 95

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With the approval of the little husband, Li Jin really worked hard that night.

The result of this effort was that Qin Muwen could not get up the next day.

When Zhao Shuang came to him, Qin Muwen had just washed up and was about to eat.

Although Zhao Shuang had not experienced it personally, but he had rich theoretical knowledge, he smiled clearly when he saw Qin Muwen rubbing his waist.

Qin Muwen was silent for a while and resisted not rubbing, but after a while he thought, let him go, the body is still important.

After the time passed, the yard was warm and warm, and Qin Muwen asked Xiaocha to carry the buns out.

I was sitting under the hanging flower door, and I didn't know where Zhao Shuang collected so many books. I read it for nearly two months, and I still haven't finished reading it.

However, fortunately Qin Muwen was also very interested in these books and read them as a pastime. When encountering strange things depicted in the book, Zhao Shuang will also take the initiative to explain to him.

After noon, Qin Muwen said, "Shuangshuang, I can't read it in the afternoon. I have to go and write a book."

Zhao Shuang's eyes were full of disbelief, "Word book, can you write it?"

Qin Muwen said modestly: "It's not a real book of words, it's just that my husband taught me to write some daily snippets, but the protagonists do not need their real names.

He said that it can be sorted out in the future and submitted to the bookstore, and there may be a chance to print it out. "

Zhao Shuang had never been exposed to these, but he showed great interest in it and asked Qin Muwen several questions before giving up.

But Qin Muwen didn't know much about it.

For some questions such as 'how many copies to print' and 'how to print', Qin Muwen's answer is 'I don't know either'.

Zhao Shuang was helpless: "Your husband really spoils you so much."

This sentence is indeed true. Li Jin gave Qin Muwen a lot of freedom, but he just avoided all the trivial things that might hide the dirty side, so that Qin Muwen would not know.

Create a protective shell for his little husband that will not be disturbed.

That is to say, Qin Muwen only writes, submits and prints these things, and Li Jin finds people and connections by himself.

In the afternoon, Qin Muwen went to the study to write these heart-warming moments. Zhao Shuang sat on the side and looked at him, but he was illiterate, so he went out to play with the little bun after reading it.

The little bun smiled like a lucky doll, not as afraid of life as before, waving his arms like the lotus root, and went to pick flowers by the wall.

Flowers can be picked, but not stuffed into the mouth. At this moment, Xiaocha has to watch all the time, so that Xiaobao will not grab anything and eat.

Li Jin's side, with the love of the prefect, he can be said to be really like a duck in water in the Department of Mathematics.

In the past, the teachings whose eyes were above the top would stop when they saw him, and greeted each other before going to work.

As for Pan Youfeng, he was constantly thankful that he had apologized to Li Jin a long time ago, or else he would never be able to climb Li Jin again at this time.

But even so, Pan Youfeng couldn't help regretting it. If he hadn't played those clever tricks earlier, maybe the relationship between the two would not have been so cold.

Wan Jiaoyu had a good relationship with Li Jin originally, and he said directly: "I just have time to help you proofread this annotation, you just continue to write."

Li Jin is very grateful for this. As an author, he proofreads the books he wrote by himself, and he will wear filters.

With Wan Jiao's help, it is naturally better.

In this way, the efficiency is very high.

The end of July is not over yet, and the entire three "Nongsang Suanjing" have been adapted.

Li Jin took advantage of the rest time at the end of the month and went to Ningxing Bookstore.

As the official bookstore of Fucheng, Ningxing Bookstore is very large, occupying three storefronts on the main street, and even the second floor.

There are also a lot of books here, and the types are all-encompassing, including imperial examination books, poetry and fu, drama, storybooks, and even Fucheng tabloids!

Li Jin couldn't help but regret that he didn't come here earlier to buy books.

He didn't rush to find the shopkeeper, but picked up those books on the Book of Songs and Fus. The author was male and female, and some people used their real names directly, but most of them were pseudonyms.

After that, he read the book again, and the main point of view is also divided into male and female, some from the perspective of a scholar rushing for exams, and some from the perspective of a woman in the backyard.

Little Er saw that Li Jin was clearly dressed as a scholar, but when he came in, he didn't go to the imperial examination books, but directly read the miscellaneous fu and the book of words.

But this kind of dandy money is also the best to make.

So Xiao Er walked up to Li Jin and said with a smile, "Guest officer, the book you are holding is the latest one written by Sanniang. Her "Backyard Trivia" series is very popular in our city."

Li Jin put the book back. He had already seen that the female perspective of some books was actually written by men.

Like this "Backyard Trivia", although the protagonist is a newly married woman, the tone and means of handling things can make Li Jin see the author's gender at a glance.

Without him, men and women will have different perspectives on thinking. As long as they start from this aspect, it is easy to distinguish them.

Li Jin also stood here for half an hour, and when he heard Xiao Er's words, he smiled and said, "It's really interesting."

Afterwards, he went to read the Fucheng tabloid. The tabloid was published once a week, and it was only three pages thin at a time.

Most of them are contributed by different people, telling interesting things that happened last week.

As for the last page, it's completely blank, I don't know if it's done on purpose or because of lack of information.

After reading what he wanted to know, Li Jin said to Xiao Er, "I'm in Li Jin, may I ask if the shopkeeper is available?"

Xiao Er was surprised: "You are Li Jin!"

Li Jin was silent for a while, surprised that he had such a reputation.

Xiao Er went on to say, "This name was in the Fucheng tabloid last month. I remember it, it seems to be the head of the government trial!"

Li Jin: "…"

Xiao Er also knew that he was too excited, he scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "I came to Shusi on duty just because I failed the county exam, so I admire those who can pass the exam, and their names can also be used. remember.

The case leader in the previous year's government exam was called Han Zhe, and the one from the previous year was called..."

After talking for a while, he felt that he had strayed from the topic, and quickly added: "Did you just look for the shopkeeper? I'll go upstairs and call."

Li Jin held on very well until the end, and said, "I'm sorry."

When the shopkeeper heard that it was Li Jin, he directly invited him to the second floor and watched Li Jin pull out three books from the bamboo basket, with the author Li Jin inscribed on them and proofreading Wan Yun.

Wan Yun is the name of Wan Jiao.

The shopkeeper mainly discussed money matters with Li Jin, he said, "One book is priced at 300 wen, and the lord said that if you want to put it in the whole city, there must be at least thousands of sets, 3,000 copies.

The cost of printing is more expensive, and if the sales were small, people would be hired to copy the books. But if you go up to a thousand copies, it is more cost-effective to print. "

"I'll ask the master to estimate the typesetting and printing. There will be results at the end of the last ten days. Li Tongsheng might as well leave an address. After estimating the price, I'll ask Xiao Er to find you."

Li Jin wrote down his address and said, "I'm in the academy during the day, but there are people at home. If I'm not here, Xiao Er can leave a message and I'll come as soon as possible."

"it is good."

After Li Jin left, the shopkeeper did not ask Xiao Er to help, but put away the three volumes of "Nongsang Suanjing" by himself.

This is the order of the prefect, and it is safer for him to do it himself.

Seeing the shopkeeper coming downstairs, Xiao Er asked with a smile, "Master, is that person really Li Jin, the head of the case?"

"Can't you think he lied to you?"

Xiao Er hurriedly shook his head: "No no no, I'm not worried about the same name and surname."

"This name is rarely hit. If you doubt it, why don't you ask him in person?"

Xiao Er said, "I don't doubt it either, but the desk leader has a good attitude when he talks to me, and he even said 'too trouble' to me, so I'm very flattered."

The shopkeeper looked at Li Jinyuan's back, and heard Xiao Er's words, "Li's desk is different from other scholars I have met. I will remember his temperament and attitude for a lifetime".

Li Jin didn't know that because of Xiao Er's words, he brushed a layer of favorability in front of the shopkeeper.

Afterwards, he told the shopkeeper that he wanted to contribute to the Fucheng tabloid, and the shopkeeper agreed directly. The speed with which he agreed made Li Jin very shocked. He could not deliver the speech and money he had prepared.

While walking on the road, Li Jin silently began to count the money.

One volume of 300 papers, the first printing of 1,000 sets, 3,000 volumes, that is 900 taels of silver!

Excluding the cost of typesetting, printing and paper, there is at least a surplus of seven hundred taels. If you get 40% of it, that's close to 300 taels of silver.

A set of mansion in Fucheng is only 38 taels of silver!

Even though he was as calm as Li Jin, he was a little dizzy at the moment.

But the money hasn't reached him yet, and he can buy some good things for the husband and the child only after that.

Li Jin never imagined that there would be such a high refinishing fee. Because the bookstores that can print books on their own are government-owned, they directly buy out the general contributions.

That means that the first sum of money is given, and whether it is earned or lost afterwards, it has nothing to do with the author.

Only very well-known authors, such as Sanniang of Xiaoer, are qualified to ask Shusi for a share.

But the prefect obviously took good care of Li Jin, or he valued his potential, and gave him a straightforward share.

This also had a lot to do with the situation that day. In the entire Ningxing Academy, and even the entire palace, no one had commented on the scriptures according to his request.

Although Li Jin's approach is still inconsistent with his requirements, after all, Li Jin's compilation speed is too slow, and it takes two months to write an annotation.

However, this compilation method perfectly presents the content of the Nongsang Suanjing.

It also eliminated the anger of the prefect, so he directly opened his mouth to share.

It's really strength, attitude and luck, all of which are indispensable.

Soon it was the tenth day of the eighth lunar month. When Xiao Er came to find Li Jin, he was picking flowers in the yard holding a small bun.

Instead of letting Xiao Baozi eat it, he taught him: "I picked a nice flower, should I give it to Dad?"

Qin Muwen is sewing cotton-padded clothes for the little bun. A child of this age is the same size in a few months, so he has to sew a little bigger to wear it for another year.

He didn't hear what Li Jin said to Xiao Baozi, and suddenly he received a flower handed over by Xiao Baozi's arm like a lotus flower. When he looked up, his husband smiled and looked at him.

Little Steamed Bun: "Cut (flower), ahhh!"

Qin Muwen looked at his husband with the light behind his back, and his body was slightly thin under the single clothes, looking like a weak scholar. But on the bed, I realized how strong this person's arms and body are.

He took the flowers, the little buns and deer-like eyes blinked, his eyes closely following those little flowers.

Qin Muwen smiled and returned Hua Hua to Xiao Baozi.

Although the little bun was pitiful, he didn't pick it up. Li Jin smiled and said, "This is the flower he gave to Dad."