I slay demons and demons with poetry

Chapter 119 Explanation of Shusi
Song Mu stepped into Yingxuefang. Shopkeeper Zhang was settling accounts at the counter. Seeing Song Mu coming, he immediately handed over the work to the waiter in silence, and then the two went to the private room next to them.

Entering the private room, Song Mu cut to the chase.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, I want to know what's going on with "Hundred Demons"?"

Shopkeeper Zhang came in and signaled Song Mu to sit down with a smile on his face. Hearing Song Mu's answer, his face was even happier, and he said excitedly at the moment.

"It's very good. It only took three to five days after our first volume came out, and it sold well."

"It's just that I'm still well-known in Jizhou Mansion. I've submitted the booklet. At the end of this month, it will be sold in Yingxuefang in Jiangnan West Road. This is Jizhou Mansion. I've been looking for it these days. Some storytellers go to various restaurants and teahouses to talk about it for free, and then make a noise in front of our door, and they can sell twenty or thirty copies a day."

Song Mu was startled when he heard this sentence. Logically speaking, he only wrote something more than half a month ago, but he didn't expect that the other party had already sold it for some time.

Shopkeeper Zhang saw Song Mu's surprised expression, so he went out for a while and brought Song Mu a book when he came back.

There are four big characters of "Hundred Demons Miscellaneous Talk" printed on it, and there is a white drawing next to the big characters. On it is a scholar holding a pen scroll, slaying demons and demons, which looks quite sharp and eye-catching.

Song Mu took the booklet and flipped through it quickly, and carefully checked several stories in it, but found that except for some sentences that were changed to be more vernacular, the ending of the story was still the same as what he wrote.

This immediately made Song Mu a little puzzled. He looked up at the shopkeeper Zhang in front of him, his eyes full of doubts.

Shopkeeper Zhang obviously realized what Song Mu wanted to say, and explained with a bit of apology on his face.

"Young Master, I want to ask, why is the content in the book different from the story told by Mr. Pingshu?"

Song Mu nodded, while shopkeeper Zhang continued.

"Actually, we never thought of changing it. In the first two days of storytelling, because the story was novel, people came to listen to it, but guess what?"

Shopkeeper Zhang had a dumbfounding expression on his face at this moment.

"The audience applauded and applauded a while ago, but not a moment later, when they heard that even the scholar was dead, they immediately yelled no, and sometimes they said harshly, and even came up to lift other people's tables."

"Well, you also know that everyone is just earning a living, so you can't say that you will be beaten once. Besides, after listening to that person, you will feel too heartless, but you won't come next time."

"So we summed it up in private and made some slight changes."

Shopkeeper Zhang said so, with an apologetic smile on his face, and said to Song Mu.

"At that time, we also wanted to talk to you, but we heard that you had returned to your hometown. We had no choice, so we... cut it first and played it later."

Hearing this, Song Mu's face immediately relaxed a bit, and the anger in his heart just now dissipated a lot.

What shopkeeper Zhang said was sincere, and he didn't make any changes to his content in the booklet. Perhaps the things in the storytelling were really helpless.

Shopkeeper Zhang breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the anger on Song Mu's face had subsided, but he hurriedly added another sentence.

"Speaking of which, the content of storytelling is only edited by ourselves. There may be some discrepancies in some places. Would you please write another version, son, so that we can use it exclusively for storytelling?"

Song Mu waved his hands when he heard that, these things are too complicated and not in line with his own arrangements, and these storytellers make a living by doing this, so they always have a lot of their own unique views on storytelling. The story is also quite attractive, so there is no need to do it yourself.

Shopkeeper Zhang nodded when he saw Song Mu's actions, and then asked Song Mu about other things.

"The young master came today just for this matter?"

"The money for this month's embellishment pen has not come out yet, but if the young master wants to withdraw the money, Zhang will do it immediately."

"That's unnecessary, let's talk about it later." Song Mu took a sip of tea at the moment, and then continued.

"Song will send the story of the next volume to the shopkeeper in a few days. If you want to change it, everything will follow the shopkeeper's wishes. Just tell me."

When Song Mu said this, shopkeeper Zhang obviously had a little more smile on his face, and immediately agreed.

And Song Mu also got up and walked outside at this time, suddenly thinking that there are more things to learn in school now, and the exam will be taken in two months, so he stopped and asked a few words to the shopkeeper.

"Shopkeeper, I don't know if you can recommend some problem-solving books for me to read. I have learned a lot in the government school now, and I don't have a clue at the moment."

Shopkeeper Zhang came forward again when he heard this sentence, thought about it for a while, but said with bright eyes.

"I'm ashamed to say that Zhang is just a book seller, but I also have a lot of talented scholars here, and they have records of the books they buy and borrow every day. Why don't you let the young master take care of them?"

Hearing this answer, Song Mu's eyes lit up, and he nodded immediately. Shopkeeper Zhang quickly took Song Mu to the counter, then took out a booklet, flipped it a few times, and shopkeeper Zhang immediately pushed Song Mu to the counter. In front of Mu.

"How about this Hong Xiucai? He was the chief case of Chongwen for 24 years. Although he has gone to the frontier army now, he also borrowed a lot of books from me before."

Song Mu hurriedly looked down and saw that there were many borrowed books on it, most of which were classics and theoretical answers, and the time span was extremely wide, and the number was extremely large. It seemed that the chief case officer Hong was also a powerful person.

"Then just follow the above, I just don't know if the shopkeeper still has these books here?"

Shopkeeper Zhang looked at it immediately and slapped his head.

"Most of them are there, but some collections of policy theory, classics and meanings are only produced temporarily. Maybe other bookstores and government schools will have them. I will have someone copy the title of the book and give it to the young master."

Song Mu nodded, and immediately searched among the book stores according to the title of the above book, and soon got seven or eight books in his hand, and went to the counter to pay the bill.

"Sincerely four, two, seven and two cents of silver." The guy who settled the accounts said so, but Song Mu, who was digging out his pocket, was stunned for a moment.

Now I only have a dozen or so taels of silver in my pocket, and I only spent five taels of silver for the teahouse treat today. As a result, these few books cost five taels of silver each.

Song Mu was also a little embarrassed at the moment, and suddenly a little embarrassed, but at this time shopkeeper Zhang came up, immediately dismissed the guy, and helped Song Mu re-select the seven or eight books.

"Actually, you only need to buy two books, "Hanlin Title Book" and "Dongju Jianyan". These official books are not cheaper than ancient books, so the rest of you can buy manuscripts, or simply borrow them, which only costs two or three dollars. "

Song Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that, and immediately nodded his thanks in embarrassment, and paid the silver, but the shopkeeper Zhang only took two taels of silver.

Song Muzheng was a little surprised, but shopkeeper Zhang continued: "You can also be regarded as our benefactor of Yingxuefang. You don't need to pay for borrowing books, you just need to return them on time."

Shopkeeper Zhang said with a smile, at this moment Song Mu silently admired in his heart, secretly thinking that this might be the benefit of himself as an author of folk books, nodded at the moment, and went out with his things.

At the door of the bookstore, there were a little more people gathered around at the moment, the storyteller seemed to be more energetic, his voice was thunderous, and it was cadenced from time to time, which attracted a group of people to clap their hands and applaud.

Song Mu turned his head and left, thinking about how all this will change in the future.

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(End of this chapter)