Huayu, my cheat code is a bit strange.

Chapter 11 Products
After settling the bill, Gu Xiao clutched the remaining 176 yuan and felt an unprecedented financial pressure.

He spent another 4 yuan to buy a bowl of instant noodles and a sausage, quickly filled his stomach, and immediately began the work of typesetting and proofreading the 46-page manuscript.

"Is it really possible?"

Inside private room number four, Gu Xiao looked at Qiu Yuanyuan and asked curiously, "This is a private room. Even if it's not cleaned, it's still much better than the public hall."

"Stop nagging, just use it when I tell you to."

Qiu Yuanyuan glared at him impatiently, ignoring the look on her older brother's face as if he were eating shit, and stroked the squirrel Xiao Jiu in her arms.

The little one lay on her chest, eyes half-closed, looking completely content.

Gu Xiao shook her head secretly, not understanding why a squirrel would be so lustful.

He gathered his thoughts, looked at the screen, and focused his attention.

A surge of heat rose in his eyes
Activate your spiritual vision!
The world melts in his eyes, and a 270-degree ultra-wide-angle view unfolds instantly.

Visual capture capabilities were pushed to their limits.

As his fingers scrolled, the characters on the screen flooded his mind like a tide. His consciousness transformed into a high-speed scanner, rapidly comparing the electronic copy with the handwritten one.
Those incorrect words and formats are like system bugs, automatically highlighted in red in my mind.

As time passed, when the scroll reached the last page, Gu Xiao turned off her spiritual vision and closed her eyes to relieve her intense fatigue.

Through training, the limit has been raised to 95 seconds, which is enough to process such a huge amount of information, but the mental strain is still astonishing.

"Is it too much?"

Seeing his exhausted expression, Qiu Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask, "Do you need any help?"

Gu Xiao rubbed her temples. "No need, I can handle it."

Qiu Yuanyuan pouted slightly, "Would you die if you didn't show off?"

Seeing his younger sister like this, Qiu Xu felt uncomfortable and turned to leave the private room.

He was afraid that if he stayed here any longer, he would lose his temper and hit someone.

After resting, Gu Xiao officially began the calibration.

His fingers scrolled the mouse wheel at a steady pace, while his left hand made rapid corrections on the keyboard.

Spelling errors, missing letters, formatting issues. Amidst the rapid clatter of keyboards, the document was quickly corrected.

Qiu Yuanyuan slowed her stroking of Xiao Jiu, her mouth slightly agape as she stared in astonishment at Gu Xiao's retreating figure.

The only sound in the private room was the crisp tapping of the keyboard.

The mouse cursor precisely selects the errors, the keyboard clicks away, the wrong words are corrected, and the messy paragraphs are instantly aligned.

The document on the screen became neat and organized at an astonishing speed under Gu Xiao's hands.

Qiu Yuanyuan thought to herself: This isn't human!

Two hours later, Gu Xiao stopped what she was doing, twisted her stiff neck, and exhaled a breath of stale air.

The three of them, Luo Rui and his companions, made more mistakes than he had anticipated, and their handwritten drafts contained numerous repetitions and omissions.

Fortunately, the software worked well, clearly marking all the problems; otherwise, following the normal proofreading process would have taken at least two or three days to complete.

"Is that all?" Qiu Yuanyuan couldn't help but ask.

Gu Xiao rubbed her throbbing temples while saving the file and said:

"It's pretty much done. Next, I need to design the cover, insert page numbers, and add background patterns and borders."

In 2002, public awareness of copyright was still quite weak.

Although he didn't expect to become rich from this English guide, he also didn't want his hard-earned work to be easily stolen and plagiarized.

Some details must be prepared in advance.

"Do you think anyone would buy your travel guide?" Qiu Yuanyuan asked.

Gu Xiao said, "To be honest, I don't know."

The room fell silent. Qiu Yuanyuan looked angry and very dissatisfied.

Gu Xiao glanced at her and said, "I'm not just trying to brush you off, I really don't know."

He had never started a business in either of his lives, and his knowledge of business remained purely theoretical.

Qiu Yuanyuan frowned. "You dare to spend money to start a business if you're not confident?"

Gu Xiao said, "There is no such thing as a sure thing in starting a business. If there were, I wouldn't be the one to succeed."

Qiu Yuanyuan seemed to be deep in thought.

She said, "I'll go with you." "Skipping class is not good," Gu Xiao advised.

Tomorrow is Sunday!

The key to learning is perseverance.

Qiu Yuanyuan simply dismissed it as someone talking nonsense.

Gu Xiao became curious, "Why do we have to go?"

Qiu Yuanyuan paused for a moment, then said carefully, "I'd like to see how to do business."

Gu Xiao waited for a while, and seeing that there was no further news, she didn't ask any more questions.

……

……

The next morning, the two met in front of a print shop.

Gu Xiao wore a white stand-up collar sweater with a black jacket over it, paired with black-rimmed glasses without prescription lenses, exuding an intellectual aura.

Qiu Yuanyuan appeared on time, dressed in loose sportswear, her long black hair casually draped over her shoulders.

She looked Gu Xiao up and down for a moment, then frowned: "Where's Xiao Jiu?"

"Sleeping in late," Gu Xiao said succinctly.

The expectation in Qiu Yuanyuan's eyes vanished instantly, and her whole demeanor became somber.

Gu Xiao noticed this subtle change and immediately pushed open the glass door of the print shop, avoiding any possible conversation.

"Boss, print it."

Gu Xiao walked straight to the counter and handed over the floppy disk that carried all her hopes.

The print shop owner, a middle-aged balding man, tapped twice on the keyboard with his greasy fingers, took the floppy disk, inserted it into the drive, and asked without looking up:

How many copies to print? What kind of paper to use?

"Use 120g coated paper for the cover, and regular photocopy paper for the rest." Gu Xiao's tone was fluent, clearly indicating that she had already rehearsed it countless times in her mind.

At this point, the floppy disk reading is complete.

The boss scrolled the mouse wheel, glanced at the document that was over forty pages long, picked up the grease-stained calculator next to him, and tapped his fingers on the keys with a loud clatter.

"46 inner pages, 1 yuan per page, 2 yuan for the cover, plus a 2 yuan handling fee, totaling 50 yuan."

Gu Xiao reluctantly counted out the corresponding amount of money and handed it to the boss.

If he fails this time, he might become the first time traveler to die from a heart attack caused by financial collapse.

The boss took the money, counted and checked it repeatedly, and after confirming that it was all genuine bills, he turned and walked towards the laser printer.

After a series of fancy operations, the machine began to warm up, emitting a low rumble.

Pages of paper were quickly expelled, carrying a faint smell of ink.

Gu Xiao stood beside the machine, her eyes fixed on each finished page, making sure there were no paper jams or printing errors.

Qiu Yuanyuan leaned against the counter, looking bored, her gaze shifting between Gu Xiao's focused profile and the ever-piling stacks of papers.

She couldn't help but ask, "Hey, what if we really can't sell them?"

Without turning his head, Gu Xiao said, "Then go set up a stall under the overpass or go back to school to find your teacher."

Parents may not know its value, but teachers who specialize in education will definitely be willing to spend the money.

Even if he only makes a dollar per book, he can quickly recoup his costs.

Qiu Yuanyuan frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

Half an hour later, Gu Xiao walked out of the print shop with the still warm master copy in her arms and went to the copy shop on the street.

Another hour later, ten copies of "College Entrance Examination Preparation: Core English Vocabulary" were freshly printed.

The price was that Gu Xiao's assets shrank to 42 yuan.

"What price are you planning to set?" Qiu Yuanyuan asked.

Gu Xiao thought for a moment and then said, "25 yuan."

Qiu Yuanyuan's eyes widened. "Are you crazy?"

Photocopying and binding only cost 8 yuan, yet they're charging three times that price! What kind of heartless capitalist is this?!
(End of this chapter)