Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

In the morning, Xia Yuan, who was sitting in an ox cart, finally saw the majestic and towering city walls of Shuntian Mansion in the capital. The blue-gray city bricks had an air of ancient vicissitudes and reflected a faint light under the sunlight, showing to the world that

It has the majestic spirit of being the capital of the Ming Dynasty.

After paying a few copper coins for the fare to the merchants he met on the way, Xia Yuan got off the oxcart, carrying a small cloth bag and an oil-paper umbrella. He looked at the majestic ancient city in front of him and felt an unspeakable feeling in his heart.

Feeling.

The city in front of us was the center of the Ming Dynasty and the place where the world's power gathered.

It is also the most majestic and prosperous city of this era.

On the second day after time travel, Xia Yuan already had a dream, earn money, buy a big house in the capital, and become a citizen of the capital.

He thought to himself and moved his gaze downwards towards the city gate.

Wherever you look is the east gate of the capital, which is close to Tongzhou, and Tongzhou is where the capital's water transportation is. Countless goods are unloaded in Tongzhou before being transported to the capital.

To put it simply, Tongzhou is the transit station of Beijing.

At this time, there was an endless stream of pedestrians coming in and out of the city gate, and bullock carts and carriages loaded with various goods were mixed in with the dark crowd.

Outside the moat, large and small food stalls are lined up. Simple sheds block the sun. Under the sheds are filled with merchants from all over the world, drinking herbal tea from large porcelain bowls in an attempt to dispel the heat.

Occasionally, I would take the time to raise my head and share my travel experiences with the strangers at the same table.

The moat flows slowly, reflecting a prosperous scene unique to ancient times.

Xia Yuan carried his baggage and followed the crowd into this bustling place out of curiosity.

Everything he saw made him feel novel. This was a genuine ancient capital street. The shops on both sides, the people coming and going, the noise in his ears, everything was so real. It was definitely not the scenes of those costume dramas.

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Walking in the busy city, Xia Yuan looked around, suddenly thought of something, and put his hands in his arms involuntarily. I heard that pickpockets in ancient times were very powerful, and there were sects passed down.

It wasn't until he felt the touch of those few taels of silver that he felt relieved.

Although he only had less than ten taels of silver, this was his entire possessions.

The money was not much, so he planned to buy some cloth first and take it back to make some clothes for his little wife at home.

In the morning, Xia Yuan noticed that his daughter-in-law had changed out of her wedding dress and replaced it with a pair of coarse cloth clothes with many patches and had been starched and turned white.

Then I have to buy some snacks and candy bars. The girl is young and is very greedy. Food in this era is not very rich, so snacks and candy bars should be very suitable for her appetite.

In the capital of the Ming Dynasty, a young man looked around, his eyes shining.

Along the way, observing the business model of the Ming Dynasty, Xia Yuan found at least a dozen business opportunities, some of which required a lot of money, and some which required a lot of time.

As for the only one that didn't require much time or money, he only thought of one.

But there are still a few props missing.

When passing by a bookstore, Xia Yuan stopped and then stepped inside.

The Ming Dynasty was the heyday of the development of classical novels, and the birth of movable type printing brought the publishing industry to its peak. It can be said that there were countless bookstores, large and small, in the Ming Dynasty.

In the Ming Dynasty, bookstores usually also engaged in printing and publishing business.

"Master, what do you need?"

Seeing Xia Yuan looking around as soon as he entered the house, a waiter came to greet him.

Xia Yuan turned around and said, "I'll just take a look first."

Hearing this, the waiter took a look at Xia Yuan's clothes. He was wearing a blue robe. Although it was a bit old, it was washed very clean. He knew that this was probably someone who only wanted to see and buy.

But Xia Yuan's face is very handsome, with a bookish air.

In any era, appearance is very useful and can make others feel good for no reason, so the guy said nothing more, nodded slightly and turned around to leave.

Xia Yuan turned around twice, picked up a book on the bookshelf and started to read it.

In his hand is a book that will be famous in later generations, The Romance of the Three Kingdoms.

And it is placed in a very conspicuous position. It is obvious that this famous book was already a best-seller in the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that the book doesn't have the popular Linjiang Immortal at the beginning. After all, it's the fourteenth year of Hongzhi, and the great talent Yang Shen is still at an age where his hair has barely grown.

After flipping through a few pages, Xia Yuan put the book back. It is worth mentioning that there are quite a lot of types of books on the bookshelf, such as fantasy books, travel notes, romance books, and even many colorful books.

Liu Beiwen, he picked up one of the books and flipped through it twice, and couldn't help but be speechless.

"Good guy, these Ming Dynasty people are very good at playing, and they also have illustrations, turtles, and such postures?"

With a critical mood, Xia Yuan read all the illustrations in this Liu Bei article. After broadening his horizons, he silently put the book back, then picked up another Liu Bei article and continued to criticize.

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Modern people always feel that the ancients were conservative, especially when it came to matters in the sexual intercourse between men and women.

But after Xia Yuan opened his eyes, he couldn't help but want to rectify the names of the ancients and keep them secret. There were many postures that he had never seen before.

Sure enough, it would be difficult to say that Chinese culture is extensive and profound at all levels.

It’s a waste of time that I used to think that the teachers in Xiaobaga Country knew a lot.

Compared with my Chinese ancestors, they suddenly pale in comparison.

Xia Yuan briefly browsed through all kinds of books in the bookstore, and he basically had an idea in his mind, and at the same time he also came to a conclusion.

The Ming Dynasty was truly an era of unprecedented prosperity for the novel industry, with all kinds of themes available and on a large scale.

These literati are really brave and dare to write anything.

But this is a good thing. One of the business opportunities he thought of before was related to books, and he was a copycat.

The scale is larger, so you won't be labeled with various labels based on your words.

As for Wenzhao Gong.

You can make money by copying a lot of articles in the world, it’s not shabby.

Moreover, if you sell the books you write for money, strictly speaking, you are not considered a businessman. The royalties you earn can be used to refinish your writing without being beaten.
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