Chapter 176
"Oh, what happened to Sun Wukong in the future?"
Looking at his friend who was as anxious as he wanted to know the next thing after reading the newspaper, Geng Dingli smiled.
"Isn't this newspaper written? It's exactly: Hongmeng's first surname is Piyuan Wu's surname, and he must break the stubborn Kong and make a mistake. After all, I don't know what kind of Taoist fruit to cultivate later, so I'll listen to the next chapter of decomposition."
Li Zhi, who was in a hurry to know the funeral, immediately smiled and said annoyed when he heard this.
"This man wrote novels just because he wrote novels, but he was kept in hiding here. He was like a storyteller. When he arrived, he snapped... and broke. The man's bookworm was hooked up, but he stuck here again. This man was so unauthorized."
Looking at the newspaper, Li Zhi lost interest in other contents in the newspaper.
"Where did you buy this Morning Post?"
"The newspaper boys on the street are shouting and selling them. Zhuo Wu guess how much does such a six-inch morning newspaper cost?"
“Is it expensive?”
"No, cheap, say it's cheaper."
"This should be the cheapest one for printing in seven papers. Look at this size, one piece of seven paper can be divided into two pieces. Six pieces cost three pieces of seven papers, and a hundred pieces cost four cents of silver. The money is only about one penny. But when printing books, the most expensive one is the plate workers and the printers... huh,"
Looking up at Geng Dingli, Li Zhi said in surprise.
"The small flies' characters are time-consuming and labor-intensive. Such engravings are probably one page to one hundred pages. If you count it, such a report will definitely be a loss without a single money, but..."
After a pause, Li Zhi said again.
"Look at the "No. 1 Roast Duck Shop in Jinling, the capital" written on it. This sentence must not be printed in vain. Maybe it was also paid for the money. I guess they still have to earn money from it."
While speaking, Li Zhi picked up the newspaper again and looked at the words on the paper and said.
"The words are engraved very well, and they are printed very clearly..."
Of course, for most people, they are not reading the words, but the story above. In the past April, the weather finally warmed up. It was early in the morning, and the sunny places at the entrances of all the alleys were filled with elderly people. These people who had cats for a winter were sunbathing and chatting, and they were naturally talking about strange things in the capital. Of course, there were also those who were playing chess there.
I don't know how long it took, a young man, with a heavy newspaper bag hanging on his body, shouting at the top of his throat as he walked.
"I've sold newspapers, I've sold newspapers. Look, why a stone monkey pops out of the stone!"
When he shouted, the people who were chatting about playing chess suddenly became interested. For those who rely on their houses to rent and live on their daily lives, their favorite thing was the new.
"Hey, I said, it sounds like there is no stone monkey that can actually pop out of the stone. This is really strange."
"What's even more strange is that some people wrote it in the newspaper."
In the past, they often saw people walking around the streets and selling newspapers, but at that time they were shouting about major events in the court, and they had shouted "a stone monkey popped out of the stone".
"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, ten pieces of paper..."
Hearing the newspaper boy's shouts, the old men turned around and looked over, one of them stood up and said.
"Oh, this newspaper is really cheap. I'll take a look. What kind of stone can a stone monkey pop up!"
When he got his newspaper, the old man on the side also squeezed over.
"Old Liu, come on, let's take a look together."
Many people are literate in the past few years. Not to mention the capital, there is a social school in the small village in the mountain wreath. They all provide rice and grain to teach the children of their families to read and arithmetic. As for the emperor in the capital, it is rare to read those who are illiterate.
"Oh, this word is so small!"
The old man looked at the words on it and said.
"Hey, Zuixianlou... Isn't this the tavern at Zhushikou? It's actually reported?"
Looking at the fresh kung fu, they were already basking in the sun and leaning against the wall, holding up the newspaper and reading it slowly. Even the advertisement was read for a while. There was no entertainment these days. Even the advertisement could pass the time, and when they were thinking about the various strange stories in the capital, they even aroused their interest.
"Hey, I'm just saying that why did Sun Shou's wife get home? After getting it for a long time, she actually relied on giving the abortion pill to her wife. She collected fifty taels of medicine, and she really dared it."
"Look, this is a life-threatening lawsuit."
The local news in the newspaper satisfies people's curiosity about things around them. After turning a few pages of news and advertisements, the man suddenly said in surprise.
"Hey, there are novels in this newspaper. I have never heard of this novel from Journey to the West."
As he said this, he started reading with the newspaper.
"... Suddenly, a stone monkey jumped out of the crowd and shouted loudly: "I'll go in, I'll go in!" Good monkey! It's also him-
Today, my reputation is revealed, and the time comes, my fortune is good. If you have the fate to live here, the sky will be sent to the Immortal Palace.
Look at him squatted down, stretched his body, jumped into the waterfall, and suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. There was no water or waves there, and a clear bridge. He stopped, calmed down, and looked carefully. It turned out to be an iron-plate bridge. The water under the bridge rushed through the stone poles, hanging upside down, and closing the bridge door..."
He was reciting here, and the old man who was playing chess on the side stopped.
“This story is well written.”
Someone answered the conversation.
"Hey, this stone monkey actually popped out like this..."
"Do you think it's really a stone monkey popping out of the stones outside the city?"
After a while, the old man gathered at the entrance of the alley was fine, and he all sounded there (Journey to the West).
"Hey, this joke is really wonderful."
The old man reading the newspaper over there, seeing that everyone was surrounding him, he happily became a storyteller and recited according to the newspaper:
"...The ancestor said: "The twelve words of 'Broad wisdom, true nature, sea Ying, enlightenment and perfect enlightenment'. When you are ranked, you are just right to have the word "enlightenment". I would like to give you a Dharma name called 'Sun Wukong', okay?" The Monkey King smiled and said: "Okay, okay, okay! From now on, I will be called Sun Wukong!" It is precisely: Hongmeng's first surname is to break the stubborn Kong and need to be Wukong. After all, I don't know what kind of Taoist fruit to cultivate backwards, so I will listen to the next decomposition."
As soon as they heard "Let me listen to the next breakdown!", the old men suddenly became anxious.
"Is this over?"
"Yes, what kind of kung fu did Sun Wukong learn?"
"That's right, this old god, just came out!"
"It's really awesome!"
“…”
Because it was the first issue, I naturally didn't cherish the page. The full version printed the first chapter of "Journey to the West", but even so, it was out of context when it was exciting. It only made everyone feel itchy, and they stretched their heads and necks and were eager to know the story behind them. They scratched their ears and cheeks and looked like they mentioned the monkeys in the novel just now, and they surrounded them and asked him to continue talking.
After carefully turning it over, the old man, who was also anxious, spread his hands.
"There are only so many in the newspaper. If you want to hear the story, just wait for the next issue."
"Next issue, when will you have to wait?"
"That's right, this newspaper is not accurate..."
Indeed, copying newspapers has never been accurate. They may be every three to five days, or every seven to eight days. Everyone's hearts were like a cat caught, and they wanted to know the next plot immediately. Even the next morning, someone was waiting at the entrance of the alley. When they saw a newspaper boy shouting, they immediately went over and asked.
Chapter completed!