Traveling through time with billions of supplies to become a farmer's little fortune

The guy said this with an unsatisfied look on his face.

"It's mainly because the story is well written," the storyteller said and then came to the box the waiter mentioned.

I knocked on the door, and then I heard a soft voice from inside, "Come in."

Chen Changqing thought he had come to the wrong place. Wasn't it said that the writer was in this box? How come when he pushed the door open, there was only a milk ball and a little maid?

When Su Muyao saw the visitor's face, she knew what he was thinking and pointed to the stool next to him, "Please."

“Who wrote this story about the Monkey King?”

"I did write this story, but I didn't create it. Would you be willing to discuss a business deal with me?"

Chen Changqing frowned and said, "Miss, you should know that I am just a storyteller."

Su Muyao suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled, "If you want to do business, don't say those roundabout words. It's tiring to listen to.

Regardless of whether you are the owner of this study, you are definitely in charge, so please consider it."

Chen Changqing's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect that this little kid had some skills.

Since the beginning of the study, everyone has thought that he is just a storyteller and has always looked down upon him.

He thought he was just an employee of the study and no one knew that this study was his own.

I met an interesting person today.

"I wonder how the young lady intends to cooperate?"

"I have many more of these scripts, and each one is exactly like what you see today.

So my cooperation is not just about storytelling. Naturally, the money earned from selling books will be split 70% to 30%. You will use your materials and venue, and I will only provide the picture book.

I believe you are also a connoisseur of goods. You understand the profit without me telling you, so what do you think? "

Chen Changqing looked at the little milk ball in front of him, talking to him seriously about business.

"Sure. When will you give me the notebook below?"

"Don't worry. I believe the manuscript I gave you today will be able to attract quite a few people to read it. But this is far from enough. I will give you some more manuscripts as an introduction.

And you should also understand that once this book becomes famous, it will definitely make money by selling books.”

"Um…"

This little kid can say anything. Although he is young, he thinks a lot.

"I wonder if Miss's book..."

How could I not understand that the person in front of me just wanted the manuscript now?

"I will write it down for you now. This book is divided into ten volumes. What you are reading today is only the beginning of 1/4 of the first volume."

Soon, with the help of the waiter, Su Muyao quickly wrote the second half of the first volume.

Journey to the West is too long, so in order to prevent others from copying it, it has to be divided into multiple parts.

In this way, when each volume is almost sold out, we can start selling the next volume.

"Miss, why don't you have lunch here? There will be a storytelling session after lunch. How about we tell you the middle of the first volume?"

Su Muyao nodded and said, "Thank you very much."

Chen Changqing held the pieces of paper in his hands as if they were treasures, and hurried to find the people he had worked with before and asked them to copy them down first.

After lunch, Su Muyao looked at the crowded scene downstairs. It can be seen that the Monkey King is very attractive.

After more than an hour, Chen Changqing finished speaking and began to introduce the new book that will be published in the study.

And this new book is of course the Monkey King that everyone hears about today.

Su Muyao felt that the fun was almost over and was about to leave with Xiao Xia. As soon as she got downstairs, she heard quarreling.

"You need to give us a clear explanation! When will the Monkey King be available for sale again?"

"That's right, you have to give us a clear time, otherwise when will so many of us be able to buy it?"

"How dare you sell just 15 copies? There were so many of us that we couldn't even get one. You must give me an explanation today."

"What kind of extraordinary abilities does the monkey behind this have? When will the sequel to this story come out?"

Everyone asked the owner of the study room questions one after another, and the owner was seen wiping the sweat from his forehead.

The shopkeeper was also very distressed. Not to mention that this book was collected by the boss, these 15 books were freshly produced within the past few hours.

In order to finish these books, 20 people were copying them at the same time.

Each person wrote half of it and rushed to finish it. Who knew that we had originally thought of setting the price higher so that if someone bought it it would serve as publicity.

I didn't expect that everyone wanted to buy it. I can't afford so much at once!

He also wanted to know the rest of the story, but his boss didn't even get the rest of the story, so how could he give it to these people?

Just now when my boss was telling a story, I was listening with my ears perked up. I also want to know the follow-up. -_-||

The shopkeeper cleared his throat a few times before saying, "Everyone, please be patient. It's not easy to write, and we will communicate with the author.

We will also increase our efforts to rush the production of the books, and will sell a limited number of them every day. Today's has already been sold out, so if you want one, please hurry up tomorrow."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he quickly went to his boss to discuss countermeasures.

Su Muyao saw that the shopkeeper left the crowd after he finished speaking, and took Xiao Xia to the street to stroll around.

Only after buying a lot of things did he return to the Princess's Mansion.

But after returning home, he saw Xibao copying something. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was the first volume of The Monkey King that he had just given away.

"Xipo, what are you doing?"

"Sister, you're back, this was sent to me by my friends.

He said that I could get one tael of silver for each copy I wrote, so I copied it with him. "

Xiao Xia also noticed that what the young master had in his hand was the first volume of The Monkey King that the princess had given out today.

"Miss, is this the one you gave out today?"

"Um…"

"Xibao, are most of the people in the college copying?"

Xi Bao put down her pen and said, "Not only are most of the students in the academy copying books, but I heard that many people have been asked to help copy books, but the progress is too slow."

Su Muyao then realized that in this dynasty, there seemed to be no movable type printing.

"Then do you know how much you can copy in a day?"

Xi Bao thought for a moment and was not sure what to say, "We have only just started writing about the story of Havoc in Heaven. It is still far from what you told us, sister. Probably each of us can only write one book a day.

I heard that this book will be sold at a very high price when it comes out. This book was just given to me by a classmate in the academy, who asked me to help copy it. "

Su Muyao never imagined that within just half a day, the whole capital city would be abuzz with the news about the Monkey King's book.

This is probably why the cost of studying is so high, after all, all books are hand-copied.

Therefore, the selling price would be quite expensive, and ordinary families certainly could not afford to send their children to school.

"Is there no other quick way?"

Xi Bao shook her head: "All the books are hand-copied, there is no other way."

Su Muyao got the answer she wanted to hear. If she could solve this problem, she would be able to make a lot of money.