Chapter 2009: Female match Lingquan has a bit of field (35)

Smiling, she quickly stepped into the yard and went to the study to find Xie Jinglian.
Xie Jingzheng was the first time to do things seriously.
He hastily done such a business, thinking that they received the huge sum from the bookstore, Xie Jingying felt heavy on his shoulders.
In fact, I don't know what to do in the study, but I don't have a place in the study.
When Xia Qiu mentioned it, he suddenly thought that he could set up the old equipment in the bookstore.
The movable type printing is very fast, but some typefaces are already blurred and need to be replaced.
And now the movable type printing of Ming Dynasty has been improved, and the efficiency is faster. I heard that the movable type printing over the state government has reached one person's operation, and a book can be arranged in one day ...
Knowing that he was getting the book office, Xie Ting didn't say that he didn't support it, and even told Xie Jinglian to let him go to school and see the world.
Beside the state capital, Xie Ting naturally has friends.
Xie Jingxuan was very moved and was ready to discuss with Xia Qiu.
I heard brisk foot stepping into the study.
"Xiangong." Xia Qiu took the manuscript, entered the study, and flattened the manuscript at Xie Jingying's table.
"What is it? Is it a ghost symbol?" Xie Jingyi picked up a manuscript.
No, he shouldn't insult the ghost amulet, the ghost amulet is better than this.
The writing on the writing brush was stained, and many of the characters lacked arms and legs, some were small and some were uneven.
Xia Qiu was silent.
You want a college student who graduated from Agriculture and Forestry University to write a novel and have a fluent writing brush, which is really difficult.
"Can't understand? This is Tian Xiaoning's manuscript for the book." Xia Qiu looked at Xie Jingying's frown. If she couldn't understand, she could read it.
Xie Jingzhen frowned, looked carefully for a while, dizzy, gave up.
"Qiu Niang, look for someone to write this maggot and I will read it again. Looking at this manuscript, I really have a big head."
Xie Jinglian didn't like those four books and five classics, but he definitely knew the words.
But Tian Xiaoning's manuscript made him really start to doubt life, or he was actually illiterate and he didn't know it?
Why do these words look so familiar together, but he can't understand them when they are separated?
Xia Qiu was silent, still picked up the manuscript.
"I'll miss it for you."
"Alright."
Xie Jingying knew that the reason why Li Qiuniang wanted to make him open a book was because he felt that Tian Xiaoning's manuscript was well written.
But what good is a manuscript?
After all, the literary style is even better than those famous people. Where can people see the printed matter?
And look at this character, and think about Tian Xiaoning's home, Xie Jinglian thinks Li Qiuniang praises Tian Xiaoning too much. What kind of good article can a person who writes is worse than a ghost?
Then, Xie Jinglian sat behind the desk, listening to Xia Qiu's thoughts slowly.
At first I heard the boy named Ye Feng, his parents died when he was young, and he followed his grandfather ... Xie Jinglian wondered for a while, and slowly realized that it seemed to be telling a story, just like the one or two textbooks he had read.
However, the textbook itself is extremely narrow, and it is impossible to print and sell books.
Xie Jingzheng still held a negative.
Xia Qiu could see his look, and he was not in a hurry. Anyway, he thought slowly, using the speed of the speech to match the plot of the story, fast and slow, and slow and slow.