After crossing, I was miserable.

Zhao Houzhi took some low-quality paper and prepared to start writing.

"Wait, take the best paper, use the best pen, and go get it." The old man said directly.

Qian Duoduo was a little touched: "Grandpa, you are still the best to me."

"Humph, now is the time to call me grandpa. This is not the time to call me old man."

"Who? Who is so hateful? How can you call grandpa an old man? I'll teach him a lesson for you later."

After saying that, he went to get rice paper, brush and ink like a lackey.

Qian Duoduo gave a brief account of the story:

There was a woman named Zhu Xiaotai who loved to recite poetry and wanted to go out to study. However, at that time, women were not allowed to show their faces in public.

So she disguised herself as a man and went to Liucheng to study. On the way, she met Liang Shanbai, a scholar who was also going to Liucheng to study. The two hit it off and became friends.

Liang Shanbai and Zhu Yingtai were classmates for three years, but Liang Shanbai never knew that Zhu Yingtai was a girl. Later, Zhu Yingtai interrupted her studies and returned to her hometown.

When Liang Shanbo went to Yucheng to visit Zhu Yingtai, he found out that his good friend who had been classmates for three years was actually a girl. He wanted to propose marriage to the Zhu family, but at that time Zhu Yingtai had already been betrothed to Ma Wencai, the son of the prefect of Yu County.

Afterwards, Liang Shanbo became the magistrate of Yu County. Liang Shanbo became depressed and died soon after. He left instructions to be buried in Jiulongxu, Yucheng.

When Zhu Xiaotai was getting married, she passed by Liang Shanbai's tomb. Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, blocking the wedding procession. Zhu Xiaotai got off the bridal sedan and went to Liang Shanbai's tomb to pay homage.

Liang Shanbai's tomb collapsed and cracked, and Zhu Xiaotai threw himself into the tomb. Then a pair of colorful butterflies emerged from the tomb, flew away, and left the world.

Qian Duoduo roughly told the outline of the story, and Zhao Houzhi was stunned for a moment after he finished writing.

"How was it? Were you moved? In the end, both of them turned into butterflies and flew away."

"Yes, it's very touching. The story is also very interesting. It will definitely be very popular."

Zhao Houzhi said in cooperation.

Zhao Houzhi thought about the choice of words, softened his pen, and wrote the introduction vividly.

Qian Duoduo was really envious of Zhao Houzhi's regular script, which was not only standard but also very beautiful.

It is indeed much better than my own "Cursive Script".

“Thank you, Brother Zhao. If my book is successful, you will be the biggest contributor.

Old man, I'm going. Hehe, "

"You stinky boy. Get out of here now."

"Haha, wait for my good news."

Qian Duoduo likes her very much as a friend regardless of age difference.

When Qian Duoduo found the Daxing Bookstore that the old man mentioned, he was stunned.

The plaque was a little crooked, and the house looked shabby. Looking inside from the outside, there was not a single book on the first floor, and no one was there.

It looked like a shady shop. She looked left and right, and stopped passers-by:

"Excuse me, is this Daxing Bookstore?"

The man looked Qian Duoduo up and down, and then said,

"Isn't it written here? You don't know how to read? Why did you buy the book if you don't know how to read?"

Qian Duoduo smiled awkwardly. She actually wanted to say that she came to sell books, but seeing the strange expression on this person's face, she didn't dare to tell the truth.

Forget it, let’s go back.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a servant suddenly appeared in front of her, scaring Qian Duoduo.

"Sir, please stay. Are you here to read a book?" The servant smiled very flatteringly.

"We sell all kinds of books here, and we guarantee you'll find what you like,"

After saying that, he blinked his eyes, which gave Qian Duoduo goosebumps.

"Is your store Daxing Bookstore? I was introduced by Mr. Xu."

"Oh, welcome, welcome. Please come in, Mr. Xu is an old friend of our boss,"

As he said that, he quickly invited Qian Duoduo into the store.

"What type of book does sir want?" The servant approached Qian Duoduo and whispered.

Qian Duoduo took a step back reflexively.

"Ahem, I'm here to sell books."

"Selling books? What kind?" The boy's voice became lower and lower.

Qian Duoduo didn't understand why, so he lowered his voice as well.

"Love~, here, this is the introduction I wrote. How about you take a look at it first,"

The servant took the introduction from Qian Duoduo's hand and said, "Sir, please take a seat. Wait a moment. I'll take it to the gentleman to have a look."

After saying that, he made a cup of tea for Qian Duoduo and went to the second floor.

He came back in about a quarter of an hour, still looking a little excited.

"Sir, our master likes your novel very much. He wants to buy it. What is your price?"

“I haven’t finished writing yet?”

"What?" the servant shouted in surprise.

"Who is that young master?"

Qian Duoduo almost cursed at the servant when he saw his expression.

That's right, there is no such thing as serialization here.

"How about this, my book is divided into about twelve parts. I will give you one part every month. If it doesn't sell well, you can stop at any time. This will reduce your losses."

The servant thought it made sense.

"What about this money? How do you plan to calculate it?"

"I want 50% of the profits from each of your books."

"This? Sir, we have never done this before. Are you making this a bit difficult for us?"

"That's because you didn't meet me earlier. If you had met me earlier, you would have done this a long time ago.

Don't worry, I won't let you lose money. If the sales are not good, we will stop cooperating immediately. You can go and ask. "

The servant looked at Qian Duoduo's confident expression and would have wanted to chase him away if it hadn't been for Old Xu's introduction.

But for Mr. Xu's sake, I still have to ask.

The servant asked again with a dark face.

After a while, the servant came back with a smile on his face.

"Sir, our master has agreed. I wonder if we can sign the contract today?"

Qian Duoduo looked at the boy's face changing so quickly and asked:

"you sure?"

The servant did not say anything and directly took out the contract.

"Oh my god, so fast!" Qian Duoduo exclaimed.

"Sir, you can't go, I'll have to go later.

Our master is a close friend of Mr. Xu. Since Mr. Xu can introduce you to us, we must trust him."

Qian Duoduo touched his nose awkwardly. He didn't expect that there would be another day when he would need help from others. It turned out that it was easier to get things done with someone.

So I took the contract and looked at it carefully.

It was written in great detail. Qian Duoduo took a look at it and signed it directly without adding anything.

“I will send the first copy tomorrow. You can see how it is received. If it sells well, I will send the second copy at the beginning of next month, and so on.

By the way, if you have anything, you can come to Mr. Xu’s bookstore to find me anytime. If I’m not there, you can tell Mr. Xu.”

The servant respectfully handed out a lot of money.

Alas, Mr. Xu also has good intentions.

The next day, Qian Duoduo sent someone to deliver the first part and told the bookstore to print only 100 copies first and not more.

When the servant heard Qian Duoduo's instructions, he agreed with a smile.

I sighed in my heart, it's really terrible for old people to spoil their children. This will definitely cost them a lot.

But he was just a servant, and after telling the master about this matter, he went to do his work.

I didn't pay much attention to it at all.