At this moment, the guy in the book printing workshop was moving wooden carvings into the yard, and the carvings were sent into the woodshed room, and the carvings were put into the woodshed room. He was too lazy to bother with Gu Ersao, and he greeted him casually: "Supervisor, each book is 200 texts, just this price, more than 2,000 copies, and I am 500 stakes, and we will bother each other. I will not give the money to print the book. If you think it can be done, just move the remaining books back to the store. Otherwise, you will move in to me without any of them. I plan to set up a stall to sell books by myself. Well, in the future, the content of this book appears on the market, and I will only cause trouble for you - the Song Dynasty has copyright laws, right?

You, you, you, several of you team leaders come to collect the books, distribute the books to the team members, organize the dormitory from tomorrow, pack up your personal belongings, and after the Cold Food Festival, we will redistribute the residence... Gu Ersao, your daughter also has a set, come and collect it."

Gu Ersan took a few books and looked around. Seeing Huang E pouting, there was no figure of Tofu Xishi in the yard. She quickly rolled up the book and took her daughter to say goodbye. While walking out, she whispered to her daughter: "Go quickly, don't bump into Tofu Xishi. Dalang is stupid and easy to talk to. Let Tofu Xishi meet you, and you want to nag you to learn books here, what money should you pay for?... Go quickly and take a closer look when you go home."

The boss of the printing shop finally got the right words. He jumped into the door and just wanted to talk about the price. When he saw Huang E staring at her with wide eyes, he immediately agreed readily: "TOEFL TOEFL, Dalang, you take care of me in this business. If you have any printing in the future, just talk."

How heavy is Yizheng copper coins? Most of the time in the Song Dynasty, because of their wealth, the cast copper coins were very large. A copper coin weighed 5 zhu. Each zhu weighed 1.3021 grams, Wuzhu weighed 6.51 grams, and Yizheng copper coins weighed 6510 grams, which is about 6.51 kilograms. Then, a hundred guan copper coins weighed about half a ton. The boss of the printing shop was not a little superman who wore his underwear outside, so he could not carry 500 guan copper coins with him. He did not pay for money when wearing it, but he just liked the jingling copper plate.

So the boss of the printing shop could only write the IOU. He was sore as he wrote, and his mouth twitched: "Two hundred articles, one book is engraved with 120 pieces, and each carved can only print one page of paper. One carved with 120 pages of books, how much should I sell to get the money..."

Shi Meng said: "Supervisor, the account is not calculated like this. The cost of carving a piece of paper is indeed high. But if you average the carving money to a thousand books, the cost of each book is only a few hundred mosquitoes. Even if I add the two hundred words, it will be drizzling. Besides, I don't care how much you sell it. This book is precious, and it has been rare for hundreds of years. You just sell it at a high price. I don't care about fame and don't expect it to spread quickly. You sell it slowly, right?"

The boss whispered: "Of course Dalang doesn't care. Anyway, you have already obtained the money, so I can count on getting the money back quickly."

Many years later, the boss recalled Shi Chuan's advice and regretted that he wanted to knock the earth through. This set of books, Shi Chuan never asked for reprinting. However, because the content in the books was too practical, the copyright management of the Song Dynasty was particularly strict, so people had to hand-copy and transcribe. As a result, the price of the original books was rising steadily. Many people wanted to have one but could not get it, and the people who obtained it used it as a secret collection of family heirlooms to educate their descendants. At that time, each book was already sky-high. Thinking of how cheap they sold it, the boss wanted to jump into the sea...

In the evening, the books were distributed to everyone's hands, and the excess books were put into the room by Huang E... Shi Chuan, who came from modern times, did not know the difficulties of writing a book by the ancients. This book was just a pieced together by him using paste Dafa. In addition, the printing was not exquisite, so those extra books had been forgotten by him, and the only thing he carved about in the Song Dynasty was the only carved version. Huang E... This set of books is her magic weapon against her father. With this set of books, her father could not regard Shi Chuan as a foundationless person.

Huang E was busy collecting books in different categories. Shizhe went out to the streets and bought a few wooden boxes. He first collected the carved plates carefully. The remaining wooden boxes were sent into Huang E's house for her to use. Later, Xi Shi, who rushed to the news, rushed into Shizhe's house and shouted when he met: "Dalang, I heard from Gu Ersao Gu say that you sent a book to the little ladies. I should have my own set of this book."

There were only nineteen girls, and the owner of the printing shop brought 300 sets of books to Shiteng. It was a problem to pile them up. I didn’t even take out a copper-plated copy of the book, so I just pretended to be generous: "Li Sanniang likes it, just go to E Niang's house to collect it."

Tofu Xishi said a little politely, and his hands and feet were not slow at all. She held the seven books. She turned around and greeted Shi Chuan without saying a word: "Dalang, I have been cleaned up by you and have changed my appearance. I like tenants like you. If you rent them for a long time, I would rather you push the house in the yard and transform them as you like."

Shi Chuan said, "Your yard seems to be the layout of an inn. Did you plan to use this yard to open an inn before?"

Tofu Xishi clapped her hands: "Just say Shi Dalang's eyes are vicious. You can tell the reason at a glance... This room was originally my past... Well, one of the men left behind. It was originally an inn. Unfortunately, there are no men around me now. I am afraid that there will be too many troubles in opening an inn, so I closed the store and only opened a tofu shop to make a living."

Speaking of this, Tofu Xishi wiped tears that did not exist with a handkerchief: "How difficult it is to make a living alone in my family, just a woman!"

Shi Chuan opened his mouth and wanted to ask, "Didn't you ask your parents and brothers for help?"

As soon as I opened my mouth, I felt that I had misled my tongue when I was wearing it. This era was not in the Ming and Qing dynasties. In this era, women also had property rights and were strictly enforced. Not only after a woman got married, the dowry was completely controlled by herself, but if a woman had never given birth, then after her death, her family would be qualified to pursue the dowry.

Tofu Xishi has been married seven times, and her property rights have been in chaos. Now that she can protect the fixed assets in front of her, she must have fought with her mother's family and countless husbands. I wonder how tragic it was. At this time, I asked her "whether relatives have helped her"? Isn't that boring to make fun of herself?

Shi Chuan quickly changed the subject, and the conversation was too hasty. He almost bit his tongue: "Well, Li Sanniang, I only see Gu Ersao busy inside and outside the door on weekdays. Where is her man?"

Li Sanniang raised her handkerchief and smiled like a willow in the wind: "She is a man, don't mention that soft guy... Remember, did I tell you that Gu Ersao wants her daughter to be a concubine? She is a concubine, and it is said that the son she gave birth to is now an official. She has been in the master's house for ten years, and she was almost thirty years old before leaving her master's house. After returning home, she made her own decisions and hired a small official to be her husband.

Hehe, maybe Gu Ersao stayed in the master's house for too long and had forgotten the principle of living a small family. The little official she liked could not do anything. After reading a few days of crooked books, she only knew how to make friends with her arms. You said that he had the status of a son-in-law, so how could a serious scholar hold a literary meeting with him..."

Tofu Xishi took a breath and continued, "The little official is not honest, and has a problem with his character-"

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