One Thousand Seven Hundred and Seventy-One: Only Children Make Choices, Adults Must All

There are so many descriptions in this book that are so shameful, I just hope that Wei Ci will not be frightened.

As soon as she read a paragraph, Wei Ci frowned in doubt.

"What is Emperor Mingshang?"

Jiang Pengji glanced at it and said, "The male lead's name."

Wei Ci said, "Since ancient times, single characters have been the most valuable names, and... who would choose the word 'Shang' for a child?"

Does this mean that the child did not die early enough?

"Probably because the name-naming software randomly arranged and combined them. After all, you also know that many novelists hate naming people. It's too difficult to name people who are difficult." Combining letters into a name."

Wei Ci took a deep look at his lord, but said nothing.

My protagonist is also named as a difficult household.

Jiang Pengji read in a cadence, and Wei Ci listened to her face, but interrupted from time to time to ask questions.

When Jiang Pengji finished reading the 10 chapters and 30,000 words of Gongdou Xi, Wei Ci showed an indescribably troubled expression.

"What's wrong?"

Wei Ci let out a sigh of relief, wondering, "It's long and cumbersome, hundreds of words can describe them one by one, why waste precious space?"

Jiang Pengji said, "Don't you think the psychological analysis of these characters is quite interesting?"

Wei Ci said heartbroken, "Even if it's just tiny characters, no matter how dense the writing is, it still takes a lot of pen and ink and wastes paper."

Jiang Pengji: "..."

She couldn't help but tell Wei Ci, "The entire book costs only a dozen cents. If more copies are printed, the cost will be less than ten cents."

Wei Ci widened his eyes in fright.

"How many words are there in this book?"

Jiang Pengji flipped through the pages and gave an approximate figure, "It's about two hundred thousand."

Two hundred thousand words, less than ten words...

Wei Ci said with difficulty, "The Jinlin Pavilion has a collection of tens of thousands of books, with a total of only 8.5 million words..."

In other words, it only takes four hundred texts to buy a collection of books the size of the Jinlin Pavilion library?

What is this concept?

Even the poorest family can get a Golden Scale Pavilion after a year of hard work!

Jiang Pengji poured cold water on him and said, "I told you, it may not be possible to reach this level in my lifetime."

Wei Ci froze for a moment, thinking about the situation in his previous life. The book industry in the previous life flourished due to the improvement of printing and papermaking techniques, and indeed reached a height that Wei Ci could not have imagined, but it is impossible to reach the scale mentioned by the lord.

Jiang Pengji laughed and said, "However, it will definitely be accomplished within a hundred years."

"century?"

Wei Ci gasped, even a hundred years is scary enough.

Going back a hundred years, reading is still the privilege of a few people, and it has not improved much now, and the monopoly of the gentry is even more severe.

If it wasn't for the birth of our lord who resisted the pressure from the gentry and cultivated a group of ordinary students in Jinlin Academy, we don't know how long this situation would last. If we go back a hundred years, every household can get a collection of books from Jinlin Pavilion at will...

Just thinking about that scene, Wei Ci couldn't help shaking his fingers with excitement.

Jiang Pengji said, "Some things develop too fast, which is not a good thing. Only when the time is right can there be fertile ground for development."

For example, "Fengshen Yanyi", which was very popular some time ago, that Emperor Xin who was hacked into a dog... Oh, it should be said that he was King Zhou. His thoughts and actions were quite advanced at that time. The latecomers cannot say that he was wrong. Not in line with the times, and finally became a loser.

Wei Ci tried his best to calm himself down, but he looked at the Mary Su novel in Jiang Pengji's hands with a little more fiery eyes.

"Zixiao, did you see that?"

"What?"

Jiang Pengji said, "The future I want to create."

The two threw dog food crazily.

Seeing that the thing he used to mock Jiang Pengji was being used by her to tease a man, the old chief was so angry that his teeth ached.

[Your father]: I want you to see what the time-traveling girls do with rubber, and then reflect on your own pattern, but you are flirting?

Jiang Pengji said silently.

"Is the damn rubber tree as important as my son's filial piety?"

Single dogs are only suitable for Singles’ Day, when you sweep away the shopping cart and chop off your hands and feet,

By the way, eat other people's dog food.

The system prompts that your friend [your father] has pulled you into the blacklist.

Jiang Pengji: "..."

This makes you angry from embarrassment?

Anyway, mail the rubber tree to her first! ! !

"Zixiao, I really want to accidentally offend someone..."

Wei Ci said that it must be that the other party does not know what is good or what is wrong, and is ignorant of the truth.

Jiang Pengji secretly smiled, fortunately the old chief blocked her, otherwise she would be so depressed.

The old chief has been very protective of Wei Ci, because Wei Ci is a "little man under age".

In people's eyes, he is just a little boy with no hair on his face. If she knew what Wei Ci said, she wouldn't be mad.

Jiang Pengji said, "You're right. After all, she's getting old, and it's the end of her life. It's normal for her to be irritable."

Wei Ci smiled even more when he heard the words "Tiankui will be exhausted".

These words reveal a message that the other party is a woman and there is no threat.

Jiang Pengji has read a lot of books, and she has read countless travel essays. She knows that there are rubber trees in another place far away in this world, and a certain travel journal has similar records. However, if someone is sent to search according to the content of the travel notes, it will take as little as two or three years, and as many as five or six years.

If you are unlucky, the person you sent will die on the way, and you will have to send a new group of people to take over, which will take longer.

If the old chief can mail some, I don't know how much manpower, material and financial resources can be saved.

As soon as the old chief unbanned her, Jiang Pengji went over to say good things, and all the good things to flirt with her were thrown at her.

Just as the saying goes, a good girl is afraid of pestering her husband (???), Jiang Pengji finally thawed the ice cube of the old chief.

"My lords, last night the immortal came into my dream and pointed out..."

When she got up early in the morning, Jiang Pengji summoned everyone with a solemn face, and the opening scene was quite mysterious.

Everyone knew the supernatural powers of their lord. After all, in the battle of Zhanjiang Pass, Nie Liang's ten thousand arrows could not hurt the lord in the slightest. That was a fact seen by tens of thousands of eyes. The lord also said that when she was a child, she dreamed that the scorching sun was falling to the west, and a fairy with white beard and hair appeared at the sunset and taught her a set of bamboo slips, asking her to learn from the bamboo slips, so as to make up for the three points of yang energy that women lacked when they made their own human beings. , Practicing the perfect mirror can also release the internal energy and protect the body. Judging from all the signs, my lord is the apprentice of a certain god!

Now, the lord also said that there are immortals giving advice in his dreams, which is probably true.

Feng Jin frowned and asked, "What did the immortal say?"

Jiang Pengji felt that Huaiyu was getting better and better, and gave him some credit.

"A few days ago, I was worrying about something. The immortal said that she had a feeling and came to help me, and dropped the thing somewhere in the west of the city..."

"It is inevitable that the god-given thing will be damaged by the people, and then offend Tianyan, so we need to send someone to find it as soon as possible!"

Jiang Pengji nodded and said, "I think so too."

In fact, her inner activities are——

Does she get the tires first, or the BYT first?

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