The next day, Zhang Mingxuan woke up slowly from his sleep, opened his eyes and looked out, and saw that it was already the sun in the middle of the sky.

I immediately called out, "I've suffered!" I'm not at my own home now!

He immediately got up, picked up his clothes, and showed a disgusting expression on his face. He was walking on the street for a noon yesterday, and his clothes were covered with Han stains. Zhang Mingxuan's eyes lit up and found a wardrobe next to the wall. There must be clothes inside! Zhang Mingxuan climbed out of bed, ran to the next to the wardrobe, and opened the door. He saw a lot of clothes stacked inside, including gray, black, white, blue and green, home clothes and Confucian scholar clothes, most of which were Confucian scholar clothes. Zhang Mingxuan chose a set of black ordinary household clothes to wear. Not to mention that it was quite comfortable to wear, but unfortunately there was no mirror.

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the results of his struggle last night, smiled, and opened the door and went out with the manuscript. Open the door, and the dazzling light shone on his body, his body was a little hot, and his eyes were sore. Zhang Mingxuan subconsciously blocked his hand and glanced at him. Li Qingya was not seen in the yard. I guess he was in the bookstore in front! He was really unqualified, and the boss was working and sleeping by himself.

Zhang Mingxuan walked quickly into the bookstore. Sure enough, the boss was sitting behind the counter holding Yaya, humming the lullaby he had just learned yesterday. Zhang Mingxuan stepped forward and scratched his scalp and said, "Sister Qingya, I'm sorry!"

Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan wearing black clothes and was a little lost for a moment, as if the man appeared in front of her again.

Li Qingya shook her head, dispelled the unrealistic fantasies in her mind, and said with a smile: "You are very tired when you escape here! It's okay to sleep for a while."

Zhang Mingxuan was moved, look at what a good person! Zhang Mingxuan immediately handed over the manuscript in his hand and said, "Sister Qingya, look at this book I wrote, please review it!"

Li Qingya said in surprise: "I wrote so much in one night? OK! Take it to me and take a look."

Zhang Mingxuan put the manuscript on the counter and said embarrassedly: "Sister Qingya, you can watch it first, I'll go wash up."

Li Qingya nodded and said, "Go!"

Zhang Mingxuan turned his head and walked towards the backyard.

"Wait~"

Zhang Mingxuan looked back at Li Qingya in confusion. Li Qingya hesitated and said, "Since you insist on calling me sister, I will accept your younger brother."

Zhang Mingxuan said happily: "Okay, Sister Qingya."

Unexpectedly, I upgraded this way and directly changed from a servant to a young master, but it seemed that there was no difference, but the status was different!

Li Qingya smiled and said, "Then you go! The tooth brusher is by the well."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded and said, "Thank you sister!"

After watching Zhang Mingxuan leave, Li Qingya opened the manuscript and laughed out loud at the first glance: "This story is pure fiction, if there is any similarity, it is purely coincidental. I can really write it!"

Zhang Mingxuan came to the well and saw a water cup on the edge of the well. There was a toothbrush in it. Yes, it was a toothbrush, with a handle and hairy. Zhang Mingxuan was also shocked. Didn’t the Tang Dynasty still bite the willow branches? “Chen chewing teeth wood”! How did the toothbrush come from? Zhang Mingxuan immediately picked up the toothbrush and looked at it. The handle of the toothbrush is ceramic, and the hair is pig’s hair! Anyway, it should be animal hair.

Zhang Mingxuan said to himself: "This is a mythical world. If you are serious, you will lose."

Zhang Mingxuan saw a small plate of paste next to the toothbrush, which should be toothpaste! Zhang Mingxuan finished washing it skillfully and returned to the bookstore with a refreshing look. At this time, Li Qingya was looking at the manuscript with all her concentration, sometimes frowning and sometimes smiling. Chapter 19 was not much, and she finished reading it in a short while.

Li Qingya put her hand on the manuscript, pondered for a while, and looked at Zhang Mingxuan who was looking forward to it, and said, "The story is very good! But it is not a good idea to use words to make sentences. The words and sentences have no depth, and there is no connection between the inheritance and the transformation, just like ordinary words and words." Li Qingya frowned and looked at Zhang Mingxuan. It was obvious that this way of writing vernacular Chinese was not accepted by her.

"The only highlight is the application of those symbols."

"Symbol?" Zhang Mingxuan asked in confusion.

Li Qingya pointed casually and said, "That's it."

Zhang Mingxuan suddenly said, "You are talking about punctuation marks!"

"Punctuation? The name is very accurate."

Li Qingya hesitated and said, "I'll help you with some pens!"

What she said about Runbi is to change this kind of vernacular Chinese into classical Chinese, which is full of articles. This is not a small project, and it is equivalent to writing it again. Li Qingya is willing to say this to prove her love for this story.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head and said, "Sister Qingya, no need, I feel that this is good. Do you know a printing factory? I want to print it out and sell it in a bookstore."

Li Qingya asked in confusion: "Aren't you finished writing it yet?"

Zhang Mingxuan explained: "You can sell it even if you haven't finished writing it! This is called serialization."

Li Qingya's beautiful eyes were filled with a deep puzzle, serialization? What does it mean? Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan with a serious look and hesitated and said, "I have a bookstore that is more familiar with. Are you sure you want to print?"

Zhang Mingxuan nodded firmly, but he wanted to accumulate his first pot of gold with this book! Li Qingya stood up with Yaya in her arms. At this time, Zhang Mingxuan found that there were two seats behind the counter and a brand new seat.

Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "You can use the seat you used to do!"

It means that this new one is my sister, you can't use it!

Zhang Mingxuan nodded in understanding, and made an "OK" gesture in his hand and said, "OK, OK."

Li Qingya moved her lotus step lightly, walked out of the counter and said, "Close the store door and follow me."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded with a haha: "Okay, thank you sister."

Zhang Mingxuan closed the store door, took the manuscript and followed Li Qingya into the surging crowd. The two walked from street to alleys to the production area. The people were crowded with the sound of goods, and the sound of workers mixed with the roar of machines resounded in his ears. Zhang Mingxuan curiously stretched his head to look at the factory buildings, including wine-making, dyed cloth, and furniture factories.

After a while, Li Qingya took Zhang Mingxuan into a large bookstore. The bookstore was filled with new books, and took a deep breath of the fragrance of ink. An old man in the store looked up and saw the two of them coming in. His eyes lit up, and he greeted him from behind the counter with a smile on his face and said, "Miss Li is a big visit. I'm sorry for the crime! I wish you guilty!"

Li Qingya nodded and said, "I'm going to bother Mr. Wu for some trivial matters."

The old man should be Mr. Wu, and smiled and said, "Miss Li's business is mine, where is the trouble?"

Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Please print some of this manuscript."

Zhang Mingxuan respectfully handed the manuscript to Old Man Wu. Old Man Wu took the manuscript with a smile and said, "Ms. Li is here to take care of my business!"

Li Qingya asked Zhang Mingxuan: "How many copies are needed?"

Zhang Mingxuan hurriedly said, "Give one hundred copies first."

Mr. Wu's health was only 100 servings, and he would lose money!

But he still said to Li Qingya with a smile on his face: "No problem, please wait for a while."

Mr. Wu held the manuscript and shouted loudly: "Master Zhou, Master Zhou!"

A voice came from the backyard and said, "Here! Here!"

An old man in gray cloth walked over from the back door, and Old Man Wu handed the manuscript to Master Zhou and said, "Print it into a book, one hundred copies! The best paper, the best ink, hurry up!"

Master Zhou hesitated and said, "Boss Wu, this... the carved version of this is the order from Qionglin Bookstore, "The Analects of Confucius", "The Strategy" and "The Great Confucian Articles Record"..."

Boss Wu immediately waved his hand and said dissatisfiedly: "Let them go, now, immediately, I will immediately carve this manuscript for me, do you understand?"

Master Zhou's face changed. He knew that Boss Wu's background was unusual, and behind him were the nobles of the dynasty. The background of the client that he could value so much must be unusual!
Chapter completed!