Chapter 41: Livelihood (please read it! Thanks to my god-like cousin for sending me the alliance leader)

The next morning, Ma Yong went out very early.

According to Yu Rong, it has been cold recently and there is relatively little firewood in the city, so Ma Yong is planning to get some firewood to sell.

On the other side, Yu Rong is also looking for some tailoring jobs, preparing to sew some clothes at home and sell them.

In this house, Chu Zheng, Chu Qingqing and their two children were the only ones left to have some free time.

"...The Monkey King said to himself: It seems that this old immortal may not be found in Nanfanbuzhou. So the monkey head built a bamboo raft and floated into the sea to find the way to immortality..."

Chu Zheng's voice spread in the small courtyard.

"What else? What else? Did you find the master behind the Monkey King?"

"Yes, yes, will he be immortal later on?"

Two children asked chattering next to Chu Zheng.

"Let's talk about this first, and then we will break it down next time." Chu Zheng chuckled and stopped telling, "You first write out the thirteen characters of Monkey King Qitian of Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain and recognize them.

Let’s continue talking.”

As he spoke, he used a stick to write on the ground the thirteen words "Monkey King Monkey King Qitian of Water Curtain Cave in Huaguo Mountain" on the ground.

Upon hearing Chu Zheng's words, Ma Niuer and Ma Xiang immediately showed grimaces.

"Uncle Chu, can you tell it again? I will definitely write it after you finish speaking." Ma Xiang held Chu Zheng's hand and begged.

Ma Niuer on the side also looked at Chu Zheng eagerly.

Not far away, Chu Qingqing's eyes drifted over from time to time while she was basking in the sun.

"No." Chu Zheng shook his head, "It will be whatever we said before."

After saying that, he lay down on the chair and read "Feihua Jing".

He had nothing to do today, so he began to teach two children how to calligraphy.

It's just that maybe he doesn't have much teaching talent. The two children were a little sleepy when listening to his lecture.

So he had a sudden idea and told the story of "Journey to the West", which aroused the interest of the two children.

"Perhaps I can make some money by writing Journey to the West?" Chu Zheng thought as he looked at Fei Hua Jing.

Now he has settled down in Qamdo Prefecture, but he still has no livelihood.

He had to find some way to make money.

But soon, Chu Zheng put the idea of ​​writing Journey to the West behind him.

There are some top martial arts sects in this world, including several Taoist sects and several Buddhist sects.

If I were to write this "Journey to the West" by myself, if I accidentally angered any of them, I, an ordinary person, would probably be crushed to ashes.

"I can't write Journey to the West, Water Margin, or Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The value of force is too different from this world. Unless I write a book about Water Margin and Romance of the Three Kingdoms with high martial arts, it will be difficult to gain an audience." Chu Zheng thought silently in his heart.

road.

"It seems that now only Dream of Red Mansions can be written."

Thinking of this, Chu Zheng smacked his lips.

However, he has never watched Dream of Red Mansions, not even the TV series.

What should I use to write this? Use my head to write it?

Chu Zheng shook his head.

Since the Four Great Classics are not working, he might try some other ideas.

For example, if you write a short story about the previous case, you might be able to sell it for a sum of money.

Today, when he was buying groceries in the morning, he heard a lot of discussions about the case.

Taking advantage of this wave of popularity, you may be able to make a fortune.

But soon, Chu Zheng suppressed this thought again.

The yamen don't like to publicize some cases. If you write about it yourself, you may endanger the yamen.

The relationship I had established with Xu Rong before was probably going to have problems.

Thinking of this, he thought of some ghost stories.

"Just get a Chinese Ghost Story." Chu Zheng thought in his mind.

In his previous life, he had read Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio and several editions of A Chinese Ghost Story. It was not difficult to write a short story based on a rough outline.

"Sister, I'm going out for a while." Chu Zheng stood up and said to Chu Qingqing beside him.

"Well, you go ahead." At this time, Chu Qingqing's cold had improved a lot and she didn't cough much anymore.

The banana leaves yesterday really helped with the cold.

After getting his sister's promise, Chu Zheng stuffed the Flying Flower Sutra into his chest and walked outside.

He was going to buy some pens, ink, paper and inkstones and write a short story.

In addition, he is also planning to buy some books on swordsmanship.

Compared to his talent in martial arts, his talent in swordsmanship is somewhat ridiculously strong.

If he could obtain a sword manual, it would most likely make his strength even further.

Of course, if there was any martial arts school here, Chu Zheng would also like to see if he could become a disciple.

After all, it is always better to have someone teach you carefully than to learn something on paper.

After leaving the door, Chu Zheng entered a bookstore and purchased a set of ordinary pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

It cost three hundred and twenty cents.

"Boss, can you publish books here?" Chu Zheng asked the bookstore owner when he was checking out.

Hearing his inquiry, the bookstore owner was slightly startled, "Sir, do you want to publish a book?"

"Yeah." Chu Zheng nodded, "I'm going to write a short story recently. I wonder if you can do it here?"

When the bookstore owner heard this, he hesitated a little.

The other party is just a young man, and his experience is definitely relatively weak.

How can such a person write a good novel?

Seeing this, he was ready to refuse.

"How about this, shopkeeper, I've written a book and I'll give it to you." Chu Zheng saw the look on the bookstore owner's face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"That's fine." The bookstore owner nodded.

Although he was not optimistic about the other party, after all, the other party was a customer who had just bought something, so it was not easy to say hurtful words.

He estimated in his mind that the other party might have the idea of ​​writing a novel, but he might not be able to get it started in a few years.

"By the way, shopkeeper, is there a martial arts school nearby?" At this time, Chu Zheng suddenly thought of something and asked the bookstore owner.

Hearing his inquiry, the bookstore owner's face became even weirder.

This young man really wants to do one thing and do another. Sometimes he wants to write a novel, and sometimes he wants to practice martial arts.

He has seen too many people like this, and he will definitely be a mediocre person in the future.

"There are martial arts schools in the east and west of the city that teach some martial arts. But they only accept people under the age of 10." The bookstore owner shook his head and said.

Chu Zheng was slightly startled when he heard the shop owner's words.

He didn't understand what was going on in these martial arts schools, and they actually restricted the number of consumers.

Isn’t this too little money?

Seemingly reading Chu Zheng's thoughts, the bookstore owner explained: "Once a person is over ten years old, it is difficult to make any achievements after martial arts. Practicing martial arts is half the result with half the effort. So even if those people go to practice martial arts

, will quit soon. Over time, martial arts schools have a tradition of not recruiting people over 10 years old."

Hearing what the bookstore owner said, Chu Zheng smiled bitterly in his heart.

It seems that in this world, it has become a consensus that older people cannot make achievements in martial arts.

This also reminded him of the scene where he practiced the Flying Flower Sutra yesterday and the spiritual energy did not enter the body at all.

This is really something that makes ordinary people despair.

Keep reading.

Recently, I write about the main world first and always write about the dungeon world, which is a bit too exciting. Haha.

By the way, taboos are definitely coming to this world.

In addition, there are surprises.

The story has just begun! It is a niche subject and has relatively few readers. I hope everyone will support it! Thank you!

Thanks to my eldest cousin! Since he rewarded the leader of my first book, I have rewarded the leader of every book since then!

Thank you very much to him! He is a very good person! He even called me to comfort me when I was heartbroken! Haha!!!

I wish him and his family happiness! May he never die!
Chapter completed!