Chapter 9, Becoming a Plagiarist? First, Buy the Book

During his time in university, he had read numerous time-travel novels, in which the protagonists employed countless methods to make money. These methods can generally be categorized into two types: one involves creating novel inventions that do not exist in that era, which naturally leads to great wealth.

The issue is that Zhao Xian is a liberal arts student, and his understanding of glass is limited to knowing that it is made from sand, with no further knowledge on the subject

The second method is to acquire wealth through knowledge that transcends this era, such as copying poetry or transcribing books

Xiao Ling'er listened absentmindedly and replied casually: "Thank you, Brother Cao."

Saying this, she began again from the starting stance, preparing to practice this sword technique from the very beginning

Zhao Xian contemplated for a moment; in this era, the quickest way to become wealthy is to produce glass. People of this time still refer to glass as liuli, and its colors are not pure. Once pure-colored glass is created, one can naturally become rich.

Having an adorable twin-tailed younger sister is certainly a good thing, but soon the problem arose. The silver that Xiao Ling'er lent to Zhao Xian amounted to only six or seven taels. While this amount of silver is not insignificant, it would only last for about a month. Additionally, the money given to Old Huang for purchasing rice, vegetables, and other daily necessities over the past few days, along with the expenses for simply arranging a room for Zhao Ling'er, has already consumed nearly half of it. If no more silver comes in, it is likely that Zhao Ling'er will have to endure hunger alongside her seventh brother.

Shopkeeper Xie smiled wryly: "My young master Zhang, this original book was borrowed by me from Tongzhou through someone, and I spent quite a bit of silver hiring someone to copy it. Charging you five taels, I am merely earning a meager profit for my hard work"

After making up his mind, it was time to take action. Zhao Xian inquired with passersby about the location of the bookstore and headed towards the largest Huai'en Bookstore in Suzhou Prefecture.

After resting for a moment, his chest discomfort eased slightly. He turned his eyes and waved to Zhao Ling'er, saying, "Ling'er, let's go. I'll take you out for a stroll."

After leaving Zhao Ling'er behind, Zhao Xian walked out of the royal residence alone and began his journey to make money

Since the path of chemical engineering is not viable, the only option left is to become a literary copyist

Zhao Xian stood on the street, murmuring: "Poet Sage, Poet Immortal, Poet Ghost... and many predecessors, I hope for your understanding..."

Then you practice

A short sword danced in her hand like a flowing ribbon, and Zhao Xian not only failed to discern the brilliance of the sword, but even after just a brief moment of observation, he felt a wave of nausea rising in his chest and quickly averted his gaze

"Shopkeeper Xie, has there been any news regarding the 'Cheng Gong Bi Tan' that I asked you to keep an eye on last time?"

Sister Ling'er, the "Dream Yang Poetry Collection" that you asked me to buy for you last time has been taken care of. I have been informed that it has been brought over by Manager Xie from this bookstore. Haha, although Mr. Meng Yang is exceptionally talented, his poetry and prose are rather obscure, making it quite rare for you, Sister Ling'er, to appreciate it

He silently offered a prayer, regardless of whether Li Bai and Du Fu could hear it, assuming that the two elderly gentlemen had already given their tacit approval

On the second day, at the hour of the rabbit, which is around 7 o'clock, Zhao Xian got up early to prepare to go outside in search of a source of income. At this time, the sky was just beginning to brighten. As he walked into the front yard, he saw Zhao Ling'er practicing martial arts in the courtyard, and Zhao Xian stopped to watch with great interest

He had just walked out of the store when he saw an acquaintance approaching the bookstore

Such impressive swordsmanship! When engaging with others, there is no need to injure them; soon the enemy will be left unable to rise again

Today is February 18, coinciding with the market day. The bustling Xianqing Street in front of Wangfumen is filled with people. Zhao Xianzai, dressed in a blue robe, carefully observes the flow of passersby, silently calculating his plans for making money.

Although it is a handwritten manuscript, it is still so expensive

The Huai'en Bookstore is not far from Xianqing Street; after just a little over half an hour, he had already arrived at the Huai'en Bookstore. The location of the bookstore is quite favorable, situated in the center of Suzhou City, with a spacious layout

Xiao Ling'er was conversing with Young Master Cao when she suddenly raised her eyes and spotted Zhao Xian. Her face lit up with joy, and from a distance, she waved her hand at Zhao Xian.

And now Zhao Xian is truly remarkable; he is not only a decade ahead of this world. If we calculate the time, it is now thirteen to fourteen hundred years after Liu and Xiang destroyed the Qin, which corresponds to the Northern Song period in history. Zhao Xian's vision is nearly a thousand years ahead of this world!

For example, the founder with the surname Ma from a certain treasure platform had a vision that was ten years ahead of the world, and thus naturally became the richest person

Young Master Zhang impatiently waved his sleeve and said: "I know, I know, it is just a bit more expensive. What we scholars seek is knowledge; trifles of material possessions are of no consequence. How much silver is it?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Ling'er quickly withdrew her sword stance and reproached, "Seventh Brother, I haven't finished my homework yet. Please do not disturb me. Now, I have to start all over again..."

Zhao Xian pushed the door open and looked up. Although it was still early morning, several scholars were already scattered throughout the shop, engaged in conversation with the shopkeeper at the entrance.

It is only through this limited knowledge that he came to understand while playing Minecraft

The young man with the surname Cao wore a proud expression, shaking the folding fan in his hand: "What does this count for? As long as Sister Ling'er is happy, not to mention a copy of 'Dream Yang Collection', even a handwritten poetry collection by Master Dingbian, I can get it for you!"

Shopkeeper Xie adjusted his sleeves and chuckled, saying: "Young Master Zhang is a regular customer; you can just pay five taels of silver."

Compared to the obscure books purchased by that Young Master Zhang, the poetry collections that Zhao Xian intended to buy were much cheaper, approximately one hundred to two hundred coins per volume. He spent five hundred coins to buy three or four popular poetry collections and stepped out of the bookstore feeling quite pleased.

The shopkeeper pulled out a rather thick thread-bound book from under the counter and handed it over, then smiled and said: "Young Master Zhang, how could I dare to delay the matter you entrusted to me? This 'Cheng Gong Bi Tan' has always been rather obscure; neither the official publishing houses nor the private bookstores are willing to print it. This particular copy was painstakingly sourced by me, and I even had a book servant transcribe it, therefore..."

Is it so expensive

The only thing he knew was the golden ratio of gunpowder, but this substance is a weapon of mass destruction and should certainly not be used lightly

Tsk tsk, no wonder the old saying goes that a poor family cannot raise a scholar, how can a family in poverty afford to nurture an educated person!

The reason for going to the bookstore is that he must first determine which poems can be copied and which cannot. Although this world is different from the previous one, it is still the land of China. If he happens to copy an existing poem, that would not be good

The daughter of the governor of Suzhou, Xiao Ling'er

The only thing that brought Zhao Xian comfort was that in ancient times, there were no such beings as science students; all scholars in the world were liberal arts students

Is it easy to make money? The answer is certainly no, but once you possess a vision that leads the world, wealth will pour into your pockets like crazy

Seventh Brother, what a coincidence

Make money

As for modern items such as soap and perfume, Zhao Xian is completely unaware of them

... ...

Young Master Zhang furrowed his brow as he took out some loose silver coins from his sleeve

Young Master Nan made a sound of acknowledgment, tucked the book into his sleeve, paid the silver, and turned to leave

Zhao Xian, on one side, was taken aback; a single book costs five taels of silver, which is enough to cover the expenses of an average household for half a year

This is the lament of liberal arts students

Xiao Ling'er did not come alone; a young gentleman stood beside her, speaking to her with a flattering expression.

Alas, I regret my initial choices; had I understood a bit about steelmaking, I would not have to worry about wealth now

My happy times are about to arrive, and even if I cannot attain the titles of the Saint of Poetry or the Immortal of Poetry, it should not be too difficult to become a handsome poet!

Chen Mengyang and Su Dingbian are among the few outstanding literati in the past century of Qiguo. The former is renowned for his elegant prose, while the latter is known for the resounding voice found in his poetry