Chapter 2009 The Female Supporting Role Lingquan Has a Little Field (35)

Smiling, she quickly walked into the yard, and went to the study to find Xie Jingyan.

This is the first time Xie Jingyan is doing things seriously.

He did things like business rashly. Thinking of the huge sum of money they received from the bookstore, Xie Jingyan felt a heavy weight on his shoulders.

In fact, I don't know what to do in the study, but there is no place to go outside the study.

It was Xia Qiu's suggestion that he suddenly thought that he could arrange the outdated equipment in the bookstore.

Movable type was very fast, but some types were blurred and needed to be replaced.

And now Mingchao's movable type printing has improved again, and the efficiency is faster. I heard that the movable type printing in the state capital has reached the level of one person's operation, and a book can be arranged in a day...

Knowing that he was running a bookstore, Xie Ting didn't say he didn't support it, but he also told Xie Jingyan to let him go out to study and see the world.

In the state capital, Xie Ting naturally has friends.

Xie Jingyan was very moved and was going to discuss it with Xia Qiu.

He heard brisk footsteps entering the study.

"Xianggong." Xia Qiu took the manuscript, went into the study, and laid the manuscript flat on Xie Jingyan's desk.

"What is this? A ghost drawing?" Xie Jingyan picked up a manuscript.

No, he shouldn't insult the ghost painting talisman, and the ghost painting talisman is also prettier than this.

The brush writing was smeared one by one, many characters lacked arms and legs, some were big and some were small, and the layers were uneven.

Xia Qiu was also silent.

If you want a college student who graduated from Agriculture and Forestry University to write a novel and have a fluent handwriting, it is indeed quite difficult.

"Don't understand? This is the manuscript that Tian Xiaoning submitted to the bookstore." Xia Qiu looked at Xie Jingyan's frowning expression, if she didn't understand, it's okay for her to read it.

Xie Jingyan frowned, looked carefully for a while, then gave up after feeling dizzy.

"Qiu Niang, find someone to transcribe this and I'll read it again. I'm really getting dizzy looking at this manuscript."

Xie Jingyan didn't like those Four Books and Five Classics, but he definitely knew the characters.

But Tian Xiaoning's manuscript made him really doubt his life, or he is actually illiterate and he doesn't know it?

Why do these words look so familiar together, but he can't understand them apart?

Xia Qiu was silent, but still picked up the manuscript.

"Let me read it to you."

"Also."

Xie Jingyan knew that the reason why Li Qiuniang wanted him to open a bookstore was actually because she thought Tian Xiaoning's manuscripts were well written.

But what good is a man's manuscript, no matter how good it is?

After all, no matter how brilliant the literary talent is, it can't compare to those famous people. How can anyone read the printed things?

And looking at this character, and thinking about Tian Xiaoning's family, Xie Jingyan felt that Li Qiuniang praised Tian Xiaoning too much. What kind of good articles can a person who writes characters worse than ghost symbols write?

Then, Xie Jingyan sat behind the desk, listening to Xia Qiu read slowly.

At first I heard that the boy was named Ye Feng, his parents died since he was a child, and he followed his grandfather... Xie Jingyan was puzzled for a while, and gradually realized that this seemed to be telling a story, just like one or two scripts he had read.

However, the story books themselves are very narrow, and it is impossible to print and sell them in bookstores.

Xie Jingyan still insisted on denying it in his heart.

Xia Qiu could see his expression, and he was not in a hurry. Anyway, he read slowly, using the speed of speech to match the plot of the story, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes comfortable and sometimes slow.