Get rich!

This was Qin Kan's first thought after walking out of Tang Yin's room.

He couldn't help but want to jump up and shout "YES!" a few times. ”

Du Yan tried every possible way to find out what Qin Kan's idea was, but in fact, Qin Kan fought this idea.

If it sounds good, it is called borrowing the east wind temporarily, and if it is not good, it is called borrowing chickens to lay eggs.

Tang Yin's poetry and painting are both unique, if some famous sentences that can be passed down through the ages are added to his already dazzling enough aura, then the economic benefits generated by selling these poems to the market must be an astonishing amount.

This is also the reason why Qin Kanwei chose to borrow chickens to lay eggs, instead of pretending to be a genius.

A half-hung talent like Qin Kan, who is unknown, obscure, and even had his fame, if he takes a lot of ancient sentences to swagger and deceive, what awaits him is not the praise of the Jiangnan scholars, but the group beating of the entire literati group.

Fame is something that can be seen and touched, if this kind of thing really happens in the Ming Dynasty, it will definitely not end well, because the jealousy of literati is heavier and more vicious than that of women.

But if these eternal sentences were written by the first genius in Jiangnan, the meaning and result would be very different.

It is normal and logical for Tang Dacai to write immortal verses.

Giving all the glory and aura to Tang Yin, Qin Kan didn't mind suffering this loss, what he valued was not a false name, but a real snowflake of silver.

In his eyes, innocent knowledge can be measured in silver, and realists value practical interests.

Getting rich is a matter of getting rich sooner rather than later, and on the road to a well-off life, the Buddha should not stop, and the Buddha will block and kill the Buddha, otherwise it will be very irresponsible for his future glory and wealth.

Out of Tang Yin's door, Qin Kan rushed out of the inn with a freshly baked manuscript of good verses and poems, and after inquiring, he found a book club called "Grinding Workshop" in the west city of Shaoxing, and the shopkeeper of the book club was surnamed Huang.

The shopkeeper Huang was also a hopeless literati, so he simply gave up his face to go into business.

The two didn't talk much when they met, and Qin Kan directly handed him the poem signed with Tang Yin's name.

The shopkeeper Huang took it, and as soon as he turned two pages, he looked up to the sky and shed tears, just like Tang Dacaizi, at a forty-five degree angle.

"If life is only as it first seems...... is such a beautiful poem, Tang Jieyuan deserves to be the first genius in Jiangnan. Shopkeeper Huang's eyes were full of sadness.

Uncle Nalan is a lot of harm......

"Shimi?"

"Beautiful, so beautiful! Tang Xie Yuan's talent ...... "Huang shopkeeper tried to find the highest level of praise to describe Tang Yin, but unfortunately he has been in business for a long time and his cultural level has deteriorated, so he sighed, all in words, but his expression has deeply expressed his admiration and touch, as if he had just eaten peeing cow pills, and ran on the beach with his first love in a light veil, very ecstatic.

Qin Kan looked away, he really didn't want to define this distorted and potholed old face as "ecstasy".

"Can Tang Jieyuan's poem be published as a book?"

Of course, if such a manuscript cannot be printed, who in the world is qualified to write it? If life is only as it is the first time I saw it......" Huang shopkeeper cried again, this is a very emotional boss, and his first love story must be very bumpy.

"Very well, how much do you pay?"

"Huh?"

Qin Kan had no choice but to patiently explain: "You have to pay for the manuscript for publishing a book, just like you have to pay for a meal when you go to a restaurant, it's just right, you can't help but give money, right?" ”

The yellow shopkeeper blinked his tearful fish bubble eyes, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Obviously, he is still immersed in the poignant realm of "life is only as it first sees", and does not want to return to reality.

"When you taste such a masterpiece, you ...... You actually talk to me about money, you, you are simply ......" The Huang shopkeeper had an expression of his daughter being raped, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. …,

Such an elegant and refined poem suddenly has a relationship with the yellow and white things, and the yellow shopkeeper is emotionally unacceptable.

Qin Kan misunderstood what he meant, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said, "...... Do you want to eat black? ”

He swore that if the surname Huang dared to say yes, he would definitely punch his dog's head.

Fortunately, the shopkeeper Huang was a smart man, and he sensed the killing in the air in time, so he quickly regained his senses.

"Thousands of copies will be printed, and I will give Tang Xie Yuan one hundred taels of silver to polish the pen."

Qin Kan immediately interfaced: "Print 5,000 copies, give 200 taels of silver, and give 50 taels for every 1,000 copies printed in the future, just do it, if not, I'll change another book club, in the land of Wenchang in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many book clubs......

Shopkeeper Huang hurriedly grabbed him and said with a wry smile: "This brother, the business is negotiated slowly, why be in such a hurry?" ”

"I can't help but rush ......"

"For what?"

"Tang Xie Yuan is lying in the inn now, so hungry that he only has one breath left, wait for me to take the money and go back to eat, and then it will be a little later, don't say that I will see the first time in my life, and I won't be able to see the last side."

Shopkeeper Huang hesitated for a moment and stomped his foot: "Okay!" Two hundred taels! ”

"Establish a basis, draw a pledge, give money, thank you."

Shaoxing is crazy, Suzhou and Hangzhou are crazy, Jiangnan is crazy.

A few days ago, Tang Yin, the first genius in the south of the Yangtze River, published a "Bohu Poetry Collection", each of which can be called a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages.

Talented, a veritable talent, the pride of Jiangnan literati!

Among them, the song "If Life is Only as First Seen" made many deep ladies fascinated and tearful.

Since Emperor Taizu first created the eight strands of literature, the literati and Confucian scholars of the Ming Dynasty racked their brains for the eight strands, this style of writing is really not a good thing, it restricts the thinking of the literati, so that people can not jump out of the strange circle of the eight strands, it is just a tool for the emperor to strengthen his rule, resulting in the folk Shilin style is not free, the thought is not free, so since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, rare poetry and good sentences that have been passed down through the ages have come out, and it cannot be said that this is a kind of civilization regression.

In such an environment, there is a collection of poems, in which all the poems can be called good sentences and can be immortalized, how can you not teach the literati to be crazy about it?

Tang Yin's name once again spread all over the streets and alleys of Jiangnan, and he became a great god.

When the world was in an uproar, Qin Kan hid in the room of the inn, with a somewhat sarcastic smile on his handsome face, and he was full of pride...... Count the silver.

That's a lot of silver.

The poetry collection was a big seller, the Huang shopkeeper of the book club printed and printed, and the silver was sent again and again, except for the forty percent given to Tang Yin, Qin Kan got sixty percent, adding up to about three hundred taels.

The first pot of gold in his life made his eyes dazzle, and the dazzling silver light was like clouds in heaven, comfortable and peaceful......

Bang!

The door was kicked open.

A slender and tall figure appeared in his eyes.

Qin Kan's eyelids jumped, and he subconsciously hugged the silver piled up on the table.

The comer is an acquaintance.

"To grab the money?" Qin Kan's face was not very good-looking.

"It's not."

"And what are you doing here?"

"Come and visit."

Qin Kan pointed to the door of the room that was kicked by Du Yan and was dying, and said calmly: "You call this method 'visit'?" ”

Du Yan pouted: "Just compensate you." ”

Qin Kan sighed: "Miss, I have handed over the fine to you, don't we owe each other?" Why are you still coming to me? ”

"I just want to see if that Jiangnan genius was killed by you."

Today's Du Yan doesn't seem to be cheerful, and the momentum of kicking the door is weaker than usual, Qin Kan feels very uncomfortable, she should be a little more domineering.

Pointing upward, Qin Kan said lightly: "That Jiangnan genius lives upstairs, go upstairs and turn left for the third room, please close the door when you go out, thank you." ”…,

Du Yan lost her usual hot temper, but sighed weakly, got up and closed the door, and then moved a stool in the room and sat down.

Qin Kan's face twitched, she really didn't treat herself as an outsider......

If a lonely man and a widow are in the same room, she is not afraid of being dirty? How did Daddy teach.

Pretty eyes swept the silver on the table lightly, Du Yan didn't ask about the origin of the silver, but said indifferently: "You pit so much silver again?" ”

Qin Kan gave her a strange look.

This girl is not normal today, and she can't hide the sadness between her eyebrows.

- Could it be that someone was beaten when he fined someone?

Qin Kan couldn't contain the evil taste that bubbled up in his heart.

Du Yan sighed softly, thoughtful: "You are a ...... with a way"

Qin Kan pursed his lips and said nothing.

The word "trouble" was clearly written on this woman's face, and if she was taken care of, I was afraid that her trouble would lead to her.

If you don't know each other, it's better to maintain the pure relationship of enemies......

Qin Kan didn't say anything, Du Yanqiao's face was also tight, and she refused to open her mouth anymore, but she didn't leave, the two sat opposite each other, and fell into an awkward silence.

Bang!

The door was kicked open again.

Qin Kan sighed long: "What day is today, and why is everyone's way of visiting so chic?" ”

Tang Yin appeared in front of him with a book of poems, trembling all over, pointing at Qin Kan and trembling.

"For what? Tell me what to do! Tang Yin gritted his teeth and roared, his face distorted like a twist on the breakfast stall.

"What's what?" Qin Kan was calm.

"Why didn't you consult with me and publish this book of poems?"

"Who's to say it's not negotiable? You even pressed your handprint......" Qin Kan took out an agreement and shook it in front of him.

"You ......," Tang Yin concluded, and then said angrily: "If life is only as I did it when I first saw it?" ”

"Of course you did it."

"I made it to insist that Qingshan didn't relax?"

"Of course."

Tang Yin completely broke out, grabbed Qin Kan's collar, his red face was full of anger, and he raised the poetry collection in his hand and said extremely hideously: "So, this song 'A flock of geese under the mountain' was also made by me?" ”

PS: Unconsciously there is a recommendation...... Tell you a good news, two more will start tomorrow, even if there are no two more, try to keep the number of words in the two more......

I hope everyone will vote happily, run to tell each other, and celebrate with firecrackers......