Chapter 6, Printing of the Immortal Slayer

Old Wu shouted loudly while holding the manuscript: "Master Zhou, Master Zhou!"

Li Qingya casually pointed and said: "This is the one."

Li Qingya questioned, "Isn't it still not finished?"

Master Zhou's expression changed suddenly, for he was well aware that Boss Wu's background was anything but ordinary. Behind him stood the current noblemen, and a client whom he valued so highly must certainly have an unusual background as well

The old man must be Mr. Wu, who smiled and said, "Miss Li's matters are my matters; where is the trouble?"

After seeing Zhang Mingxuan off, Li Qingya opened the manuscript and burst into laughter at first glance: "This story is purely fictional; any resemblance to actual persons is purely coincidental. What a clever writer!"

Master Zhou hesitated and said: "Boss Wu, this... this below is the order from Qionglin Bookstore, 'The Analects', 'On Strategy', 'The Great Scholar's Collection of Essays'..."

Old Wu's health took a turn; it's only one hundred portions, this is going to be a loss

Zhang Mingxuan closed the shop door, took the manuscript, and followed Li Qingya into the surging crowd. The two walked through the streets and alleys, arriving at a vast production area. There, the noise of people was deafening, with vehicles constantly transporting goods, and the shouts of workers mingling with the roar of machines resonating in their ears. Zhang Mingxuan curiously leaned his head to peek into each factory, which included breweries, dyeing plants, and furniture factories, among others.

Punctuation marks? The name is very precise

Li Qingya exclaimed, "You wrote so much in one night? Alright! Let me take a look."

Zhang Mingxuan nodded and said: "Thank you, sister!"

Zhang Mingxuan nodded firmly, as he intended to accumulate his first pot of gold with this book! Li Qingya stood up holding Yaya, and at that moment, Zhang Mingxuan noticed that there were two chairs behind the counter, along with an additional brand new chair.

Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "You can use that chair from before!"

Li Qingya gazed at Zhang Mingxuan, who was dressed entirely in black, momentarily lost in thought, as if that man had reappeared before her.

Zhang Mingxuan arrived at the well and indeed saw a cup placed on the edge of the well. Inside the cup was a toothbrush, and indeed it was a toothbrush, with a handle and bristles. Zhang Mingxuan was immediately shocked; wasn't the Tang Dynasty still using willow branches? "Morning chewing on wood!" How did the toothbrush come about? Zhang Mingxuan immediately picked up the toothbrush to examine it. The handle of the toothbrush was made of ceramic, and the bristles were probably made of pig hair! In any case, it should be animal hair. Zhang Mingxuan immediately picked up the toothbrush to examine it. The handle of the toothbrush was made of ceramic, and the bristles were probably made of pig hair! In any case, it should be animal hair.

Zhang Mingxuan shook his head and said: "Sister Qingya, no need, I feel that this is quite good as it is. Do you know any printing houses? I would like to have it printed and sold in bookstores."

Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan and said, "Please have Mr. Wu print some copies of this manuscript."

He immediately got up, picked up his clothes, and showed a look of disgust on his face. After wandering the streets for an entire afternoon yesterday, his clothes were covered in stains. Zhang Mingxuan's eyes lit up as he noticed a wardrobe leaning against the wall nearby; surely there would be clothes inside! He climbed down from the bed and jogged over to the wardrobe, opening the door. Inside, he saw many pieces of clothing neatly folded in gray, black, white, blue, and green, including loungewear and scholar robes, with the latter being the majority. Zhang Mingxuan chose a set of ordinary black loungewear to wear, and to his surprise, it was quite comfortable, though unfortunately, there was no mirror.

Zhang Mingxuan explained: "It can be sold even if it is not finished! This is called serialization"

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On the second day, Zhang Mingxuan slowly awakened from his slumber, opened his eyes, and looked outside, only to see that the sun was already high in the sky

Zhang Mingxuan looked back at Li Qingya with confusion. Li Qingya hesitated for a moment and said: "Since you insist on calling me sister, I will accept you as my brother."

Li Qingya nodded and said: "I have a small matter to trouble Mr. Wu."

This new one belongs to my sister, you cannot use it

The only highlight lies in the application of those symbols

Li Qingya asked Zhang Mingxuan: "How many copies are needed?"

He immediately nodded and said, "I understand, boss!"

But still smiling broadly, he said to Li Qingya: "No problem, please wait a moment."

An elderly man dressed in gray cloth walked in from the back door. Old Wu handed the manuscript to Master Zhou and said: "Print it as a book, one hundred copies! The best paper, the best ink, and expedite it!"

Zhang Mingxuan was filled with emotion, thinking about what a wonderful person she was! He immediately handed over the manuscript in his hand and said, "Sister Qingya, please take a look at the book I wrote and give me your feedback!"

Before long, Li Qingya entered a large bookstore with Zhang Mingxuan. Inside the bookstore, there were piles of brand new books, and the air was filled with the fragrance of ink. An elderly man who was calculating on an abacus looked up upon seeing the two enter, his eyes brightening. With a beaming smile, he came out from behind the counter and said: "Miss Li, your esteemed presence is a great honor, and I apologize for not welcoming you properly. Please forgive me! Please forgive me!"

At that moment, I exclaimed, "This is bad!" This is certainly not at home!

Zhang Mingxuan looked at the results of his hard work from last night, revealing a smile as he took the manuscript and opened the door to go out. Upon opening the door, dazzling light shone upon him, causing his body to feel slightly warm and his eyes to sting painfully. Zhang Mingxuan instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes and glanced around, but did not see Li Qingya in the courtyard; she must be at the bookstore in front! He thought to himself that he was quite an inadequate employee, with the boss working while he was sleeping. Zhang Mingxuan instinctively raised his hand to shield his eyes and glanced around, but did not see Li Qingya in the courtyard; she must be at the bookstore in front! He thought to himself that he was quite an inadequate employee, with the boss working while he was sleeping.

Li Qingya nodded and said: "Go!"

Zhang Mingxuan muttered to himself: "This is a mythical world; if you take it seriously, you will lose"

Zhang Mingxuan placed the manuscript on the counter and said apologetically, "Sister Qingya, please take a look first, I will go freshen up."

Zhang Mingxuan happily said: "Alright, Sister Qingya."

A voice came from the backyard, saying: "Coming! Coming!"

Zhang Mingxuan walked briskly into the bookstore, and sure enough, the owner was sitting behind the counter, gently humming a lullaby she had just learned yesterday while holding Yaya. Zhang Mingxuan stepped forward, feeling a bit embarrassed, and scratched his head, saying: "Sister Qingya, I’m sorry!"

Zhang Mingxuan exclaimed, "Are you referring to punctuation marks!"

Li Qingya stepped lightly from behind the counter and said, "Close the shop door and follow me"

Li Qingya hesitated for a moment and said, "Let me help you refine it a bit!"

What she refers to as refining the text is transforming this vernacular into classical Chinese, filled with expressions such as '之乎者也'. This is no small task; it is equivalent to rewriting it entirely. Li Qingya's willingness to say this is sufficient proof of her affection for this story

Zhang Mingxuan noticed a small dish of a paste-like substance next to the toothbrush, which should be the toothpaste. Zhang Mingxuan skillfully finished brushing his teeth and returned to the bookstore feeling refreshed. At that moment, Li Qingya was completely absorbed in reading the manuscript, occasionally frowning and sometimes smiling. The content of Chapter Nineteen was not extensive, and it was soon finished.

Zhang Mingxuan quickly said: "First, one hundred copies."

Zhang Mingxuan respectfully handed the manuscript to Old Wu, who received it with a smile and said, "Miss Li, is this to take care of the old man's business?"

I did not expect this upgrade, going directly from a servant to a young master, but it seems there is not much difference, although the status has changed!

Li Qingya placed her hand on the manuscript, pondered for a moment, and said to the expectant Zhang Mingxuan: "The story is good! However, the choice of words and sentence structure leaves much to be desired; the phrases lack depth, and there is no connection between the transitions, resembling ordinary conversation." Li Qingya frowned as she looked at Zhang Mingxuan, clearly indicating that this colloquial writing style was not acceptable to her

Li Qingya shook her head, dispelling the unrealistic fantasies in her mind, and smiled, saying: "You must be very tired from fleeing here! It's alright to sleep a little longer"

"Symbol?" Zhang Mingxuan asked in confusion

Li Qingya revealed a smile and said: "Then you may go! The toothbrush is by the well"

Li Qingya's beautiful eyes were filled with deep confusion. "Serialized? What does that mean?" Li Qingya looked at Zhang Mingxuan, who had a serious expression, and hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have a bookstore that I am quite familiar with. Are you sure you want to print it?"

Boss Wu immediately waved his hand in dissatisfaction and said: "Put everything down, now, immediately, carve this manuscript for me, do you understand?"

Zhang Mingxuan nodded in understanding and made an 'OK' gesture with his hand, saying, 'Alright, alright'

Zhang Mingxuan turned and walked towards the backyard

Zhang Mingxuan nodded with a laugh and said, "Alright, thank you, sister"