Chapter 114 Everyone Publishes a Book
Chapter 114 Everyone Publishes a Book
With Deng Buduo's cover-up, the source of the wood was explained, and the paper mill's production capacity, which had been gradually slowing down, accelerated again. Orders from all over the country poured in like pieces of paper. Qian Qiansui and his team only selected some partners with clean backgrounds and strong power.
As a result, apart from the goods they were represented by, they hardly had enough to sell themselves.
"These are the books that have been sorted out in the academy this time." Dan Zhu knocked on the door and entered the study where Qian Qiansui worked. His heart was excited and his hands were trembling. This was his first time to come into contact with a new book that was about to be published.
"Not bad, there are so many books, all of them are virtual... compiled by my second senior brother?"
After the development of printing technology, it began to grow rapidly. Not only was it completely manual at the beginning, but now it has been developed into semi-automatic. The bookstore that Qian Qiansui wanted to open had too few types of books to sell. Except for the basic reading materials open to the court, all the new books whose copyrights were owned by Hongwenguan were rejected by Qian Qiansui.
In order to enrich the variety of books in his bookstore, Qian Qiansui not only looked for books by minor authors that the Hongwenguan did not even look down upon, but also mobilized the entire academy. Regardless of whether one could read or not, as long as one had an idea, one could create a book by himself.
Those who can read write at home, and those who cannot read go to Jingxin Pavilion, where the system will convert their oral content into text, and then give it to the virtual teacher who specializes in teaching printing, the second brother, to re-typeset and revise it again, and finally it becomes a product.
Fast speed, new topics, and no worries, these are the advantages of system plug-ins.
"Forget about Confucius. Even if he wrote a recipe, people would read it."
Qian Qiansui put the scroll of Confucius aside. Thinking that these things were the pile of scraps of paper that the old man took out from the broken box under the bed after she mobilized everyone to write a book, the corners of her mouth couldn't help twitching.
This is thanks to the system, otherwise no one else would be able to organize the contents of a pile of tattered papers into a book.
"None of this works..." Qian Qiansui frowned after flipping through all the books.
"This... isn't this all good?" Dan Zhu said helplessly.
Qian Qiansui explained, "It's not the content of the book that's bad, it's the title. Aside from the teachers, none of the people in our academy are famous. If we want people to buy our books, we have to attract their attention. So... these elegant names won't work."
"Ah?" Dan Zhu had never expected that there would be problems in these places.
Qian Qiansui took a pen and marked all the current names on the paper, and then added his own name after these names.
"It's hard for anyone to figure out what Laishun's book, 'Brotherly Friendship and Respect,' is about. So, let's change the name to 'Practical Pet Care Manual.'
This book "South City Trivia" by Miss Awu... should be called "My Love-Hate Relationship with My Ex-fiancés". It would be better if it had some illustrations.
As for Dean Deng Duoduo's "Miscellaneous Talks", it was changed to "The Art of Speaking".
I need to think about the rest..."
Danzhu took the paper and went to the printing house in a trance. After reading it, all the authors fell silent.
Since Panshi Academy won the competition, it has become very famous. Almost all those who made a fortune by betting on Panshi Academy have become fanatical fans of the academy. Not only did they send their children to the academy, they also wanted to donate money and materials, and they would not allow others to say a bad word about the academy.
How could Panshi Academy be bad? It is because they had the wisdom to recognize heroes at that time that they have the blessing of being rich today. This is their God of Wealth. Questioning Panshi Academy is questioning their vision.
Therefore, the admissions office of Panshi Academy was crowded with people signing up every day. There were those who wanted to take the imperial examinations, those who wanted to learn a skill, and many open-minded parents who wanted to send their daughters to study in the girls' academy.
Qian Qiansui couldn't help but feel overjoyed as she watched her task bar grow every day.
She was in a good mood all day, but Fu Zichan became more and more gloomy day by day.
In the competition among the five major academies, four of them were defeated one after another, and his chance to take back the academy was almost completely cut off. However, what made him even more unbearable was that Yan Sui began to use his name to wander around his former staff and do tasks that he had not even instructed.
After that, he frequently went in and out of the Hengzhou Palace. Fu Zichan's people saw Yan Sui having a good conversation with the Hengzhou King many times.
If people's hearts want to change...it only takes a moment.
"Master, do you want to deal with this person?" A group of people wearing black cloaks surrounded Fu Zichan, and the person closest to him asked cautiously.
Fu Zichan wore a mask and spoke in a low voice, "Let him run around for a few days. I want to see how many people follow him."
Since his heart is no longer there, there is no need to keep him. It is a good opportunity to let him serve as a touchstone.
"Master, the headquarters has been arranged a while ago. Please give us a name for our sect."
After a brief thought, Fu Zichan looked up at the moon in the sky and said, "Let's call it the Moon Worship Sect. Anyone who joins our sect will be blessed, and wherever the moonlight shines will surely become our new home."
Finally, he glanced at Yan Sui who was still talking to the King of Hengzhou with his head down, and Fu Zichan and his men quickly disappeared into the night.
As if sensing something, Yan Sui looked up, but only saw the bright moon in the sky and nothing unusual.
"I will be returning to my fiefdom soon. Tell your Lord Marquis that if you have figured it out and send someone here, our cooperation can continue. If you can't find him... there are many people who want to cooperate with me."
The King of Hengzhou was just in the mood at first, but since the competition, he has become more and more interested in Qian Qiansui, a woman. The news given to him by the spy also made him particularly excited. It would be a waste to give such a unique woman to Fu Zichan, a young boy.
When he brings the man back to his fiefdom, he will lock him in a cage and have him give advice to his fiefdom every day. Wouldn't the money in his fiefdom increase?
"The Marquis has already agreed to the Prince's request, but... their relationship has always been strained, and his wife has moved to the academy, so the Marquis is afraid of leaving any evidence."
Yan Sui knew that Fu Zichan had made a move before, and Qian Qiansui was indeed not easy to shake. It would be better to use the prince's hand to avoid him from getting into trouble later. This woman was also an obstacle.
"You are quite smart." King Hengzhou did not care about their calculations. As long as the person was given to him in the end, he wanted to see how troublesome this woman was.
After talking for a few more words, Yan Sui left. He still had things to discuss in detail with the young marquis. It seemed that everything was going in the direction he wanted.
Wen Chun waited for a long time for everyone to leave before jumping down from the roof. He listened to the conversation between Yan Sui and King Hengzhou from beginning to end, and naturally knew who King Hengzhou wanted.
There was a moment of impulse when Wen Chun wanted to go in and kill the King of Hengzhou, but when he thought of the impact this man's death would bring, he suppressed his impulse. Right now, the most important thing to deal with was Yan Sui and the name "Fu Zichan".
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