The cold wind blew wildly outside, and the snowflakes were falling. The room was as warm as spring, and the charcoal in the copper basin burned brightly. It not only warmed the room, but also illuminated the interior brightly.
He Xiner, who had been excited for a while, finally calmed down a little, and couldn't wait to hold The Legend of the Condor Heroes in her arms and read, "Brother, the writing here is very good."
"Xin'er, don't look in a hurry, brother has something for you."
Hearing this, He Xiner quickly put down the book in her hand obediently and stared at her cousin with bright eyes, without blinking, for fear of missing something.
Ye Xusheng chuckled lightly, got up and went to the inner room to take out a wooden box containing money. He placed it on the table. Under He Xiner's curious eyes, he slowly opened it and took out a few silver notes and handed them to her.
"Oh my god! So many?"
Five hundred-tael silver notes, thin and stiff printing paper, exquisite hand-carved patterns, and red stamps, it really couldn't be more authentic.
Seeing this, He Xiner's eyes sparkled, and she was so happy that she couldn't open her mouth from ear to ear, "Brother, you won't tell me that these are royalties, right?"
This question made Ye Xusheng stiffen for a moment, then he smiled and said, "It's the writing fee."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's easier for literati to make money. Farmers are busy working in the fields until the sun rises. They will never earn five hundred taels of silver in their lifetime..."
Thinking of her father's dark face, He Xiner felt really sad.
"Huh? No, no."
"What's wrong?"
Because of He Xiner's feelings, Ye Xusheng also felt sorry for his biological father. Just as he was lost in thought, he was interrupted by He Xiner's high-pitched voice.
"Hey, copyright! I can guarantee that Legend of the Condor Heroes will be a huge hit, and the bookstore will definitely print it."
"This book was written with great effort by my cousin. I own the copyright of this book. No matter how many times the bookstore prints it in the future,
If you have less books, you should pay a certain proportion of royalties to your cousin."
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Ye Xusheng tried his best to suppress the strangeness in his heart, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry, Xin'er, Dong Qiang handled this matter. After signing the contract, as you said, no matter how much more printing is done in the future, you will be paid in proportion."
It’s a retouching fee.”
"Hey, Brother Zhang has some tricks up his sleeve!"
He Xiner smiled and gave her thumbs up, and then approached her cousin, "Speaking of which, my cousin was able to finish this book so quickly, thanks to the help of Uncle Zhang and Brother Zhang..."
"Well, what Xin'er said is true, but neither Dongqiang nor Uncle Zhang want money."
At this point, Ye Xusheng looked at her thoughtfully and chuckled, "Both Dong Qiang and Uncle Zhang were attracted by the novel martial arts in this book. They studied all kinds of famous tricks and couldn't stop..."
"Haha, let me just say that martial arts has endless charm, right?"
Someone deliberately raised his little face and looked at the roof in a sullen manner. Ye Xusheng was so amused by that arrogant look.
"It's so charming. Uncle Zhang and Dong Qiang asked me to write more novel martial arts..."
He Xiner was dumbfounded after hearing this, and couldn't care less about Dese. She lowered her head and thought for a while, then looked at Ye Xusheng seriously and said, "Isn't my cousin going to take the government examination this year? It's better not to be distracted anymore."
Thinking of He Xin'er's unkind words about the master, Ye Xusheng couldn't use the previous reasons. He pondered for a moment and said slowly, "The scholars who have passed the government examination must go to the county school to study."
"Yes, only if you have a scholarship from the county school can you take part in the provincial examination to gain the title of Juren."
Some of the systems of the Ming Dynasty feel similar to the Ming Dynasty in history, but they are looser than the Ming Dynasty. For example, there is no strict class distinction in the clothing of the people. Even men who work in the fields can wear silk, brocade and forging as long as they have enough money.
Can be worn.
The most important thing is that there is no need to bind feet, hehe, this is great!
But the imperial examination system is similar. Well, because the first cousin won the boy's examination, the people in the village were overly enthusiastic, and the discussion was so enthusiastic that He Xiner listened to it. This chapter has been completed!