The preface written by Lin Yanchao is exactly what Zhu Xi is doing, so no matter how the book is written, he will be invincible.↑,

At the same time, Lin Yanchao also had a little thought from Zhu Xi that he had passed down from Confucianism, and he regarded himself as a successor, which was a trivial little thought.

Lin Yanchao's confidence in this book increased a little more. After proofreading the manuscript overnight, he went to Jianyang Bookstore to find Manager Qin early the next morning.

There are crowds in Jianyang Bookstore.

After Lin Yanchao reported, he soon met Manager Qin. When he saw Lin Yanchao, he said enthusiastically: "Oh, this is Mr. Lin. I looked at the magpies beside the window and kept screaming. I thought there was something happy. It turned out that you are here. What's wrong with me when I look for my brother?"

Lin Yanchao smiled and replied, "Shopkeeper Qin, you are polite. Do you still remember the book I told you before?"

Manager Qin said enthusiastically: "Remember, remember, I've been thinking about it all the time. The last time the five hundred volumes of idle grass collections in your academy were sold out, and many people came to your young scholar's articles. I heard that you are now citing virtuous and upright. Now, no scholar in our mansion knows the three words Lin Zonghai."

Although Lin Yanchao knew that Manager Qin's words were a bit exaggerated, he said that we are still very famous in this prefecture and ten counties.

After saying that, Manager Qin led Lin Yanchao into the private room and passed by the printing workshop casually.

Looking at the focused attitude of the carving workers, Lin Yanchao felt a little awe-inspiring.

The woodblock printing technology in the Ming Dynasty was more developed, with wooden movable type and copper movable type proficient in the application of movable type. Due to the imperial examination, the popularity of scholars exceeded that of the Song Dynasty. The number of books printed in the country is said to reach one million copies.

This era of culture is prosperous. China has gone from the time when bamboo slips are engraved and the history of fire, and has been moving step by step to the present.

After the two sat down in the private room, the guy served tea for them and left. Manager Qin picked up the tea and asked with a smile: "Is Mr. Lin here to publish a collection of essays or poetry?"

Lin Yanchao said: "I am here to read the Shangshu next point."

After hearing this, Manager Qin almost sprayed out a sip of tea, and asked, "What?"

Lin Yanchao handed his manuscript to Manager Qin.

Manager Qin took it and looked at it for a while, then released the manuscript and said, "Mr. Lin, this book is probably not easy to sell!"

“Why?”

Manager Qin said: "At present, the right and wrong of the bookstore is not published. The market does not sell the business, and the scholars do not read the business. Of course, our bookstore is mainly engaged in the business."

“Isn’t this related to my career?”

"Yes, but now you are neither a Juren, a Jinshi, or a Hanlin, and have a reputation as those great scholars. You are also annotating the scriptures, so I'm afraid scholars will not believe it."

Lin Yanchao said: "I understand everything you said by Shopkeeper Qin. But what if I insist on publishing it?"

Manager Qin hesitated for a while and said, "Then I'm afraid I'll have to pay some money."

Lin Yanchao said: "Shopkeeper Qin is a businessman. I know that since that is the case, if you publish this book, if you pay more, I will give you as much as you want."

Manager Qin hurriedly said, "This is not allowed. Mr. Lin is willing to publish a book on me, so he respects me, Mr. Qin. How can he ask you to pay for money?"

The two discussed for a while and finally agreed to temporarily publish two hundred volumes, one volume and three volumes. As for the profit and loss, the two of them divided the profit and loss.

Lin Yanchao directly took the twenty taels of silver that had been prepared early to give to Manager Qin. When Chen Xinggui gave him 200 taels of silver, he thought about making a book in the future. At that time, he thought that if the bookstore did not publish it, he would publish the book at his own expense.

Manager Qin enthusiastically sent Lin Yanchao to the aisle: "Mr. Lin, leave this matter to me, don't worry. If you have anything, you don't have to come. I will go to your mansion to find you. It's almost a rural exam, so how dare you do your best? That's right, leave it to me. You can prepare for the exam with peace of mind."

"Thank you, Shopkeeper Qin." Lin Yanchao left immediately.

The man on the side said, "The shopkeeper, I have never heard of a scholar, and I dare to write an annotation to the Four Books and Five Classics. Why do you have to publish a book for him? You are so respectful to this student."

Manager Qin slapped the guy in the face and scolded: "You have been here for five or six years. I know why you have been just a guy and can't be a guy. You only care about money in this business. How can you make a big deal?"

Manager Qin scolded the guy a few times, and suddenly he saw a man in silk standing there under the steps. He immediately left the guy and stepped forward and said enthusiastically: "What kind of wind has blown you by Master Cheng?"

When we met suddenly, Cheng Yuanwai was a little embarrassed.

When he came to this street to do business today, when Manager Qin sent Lin Yanchao out, Cheng Yuanwai happened to be watching it by the side of the road.

That sentence of the provincial examination made him feel heartbroken. This kid actually got the provincial examination. He only got the exam last year, and this year he went to the autumn examination. Although he was only going to the autumn examination, he was not a juren.

Mr. Cheng felt mixed feelings in his heart. Seeing the other party leaving, Mr. Cheng had to admit that he had not seen each other for two years. His nominal son-in-law was a little more mature than when he met.

"Zheng Yuanwai..."

"Oh, Brother Qin, I happened to be here to do something, but I didn't expect to meet."

"That's good, let's have a drink upstairs!" Manager Qin invited him enthusiastically.

Mr. Cheng was a little intentional. He also wanted to ask what Lin Yanchao had to do with Manager Qin. He smiled and said, "Okay."

As soon as Mr. Cheng turned around, he heard a voice behind him: "Shopkeeper Qin, please forgive me for being reckless, and I forgot to explain something to you!"

"Oh, Mr. Lin, you are here again." Manager Qin turned around with a smile.

Mr. Cheng suddenly had a vest and stood in the street. He hesitated whether to turn around at this time.

Mr. Cheng thought outside, when he met, he smiled and said, "Haha, the son-in-law is fine, or he just nodded and said nothing. He is a scholar at the moment, at least he knows how to be polite on the surface and will not be rude."

While thinking, Cheng Man Wai turned around, otherwise the three of them would meet on the street, and one of them would always carry her back to the other side. This style is really not normal.

Cheng Yuanwai turned around and looked at Lin Yanchao, and he was about to speak.

But seeing that Lin Yanchao was already the first step, he said with the rituals of his younger generations: "See the outsider of the process!"

Seeing Lin Yanchao taking the initiative to salute, Mr. Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason he was a little unwilling to accept it, thinking that Lin Yanchao shouldn't be so calm.

Mr. Cheng nodded slightly and said, "Well, it's a wise man... a wise man!"

Manager Qin smiled and said, "Oh, it turns out that the two know each other, I don't know what it is..."

Mr. Cheng interrupted Manager Qin and said lightly: "Shopkeeper Qin, you talk first. I suddenly remember that there is an important thing, so take a step first."

As he said that, Mr. Cheng hugged his fists and left.
Chapter completed!