Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

"Although I have some clever ideas, I have limited materials to use. Clay movable type is easy to make, but it is not durable. I will invite a master craftsman to write down the methods of making movable type and present them to the emperor. This way, I can use it with ease."

After saying that, Liu Yunqing instructed Xiaoman to ask someone to call Master Su over.

The adult did not stop her, but just looked at Liu Yunqing with admiration, watching how she respected the elderly woodblock print master and invited him to her seat. As a shopkeeper, she stood instead, grinding ink and washing the brush, and wrote every sentence that Master Su said.

At the end, he blew the ink dry and presented it with both hands. The gentleman accepted it solemnly and stood up to thank Liu Yunqing and Master Su.

"The emperor has been in power for a long time, and he is always worried about failing the heaven and earth and disappointing the people. He was very surprised to receive the treasure from Lady Liu, and he also took this opportunity to send us here to observe the public opinion and understand the people's sentiments."

"Now I see a diligent and intelligent woman like Madam Liu, Master Su who is still studying hard at his old age, and the warm and hospitable guys in the workshop..."

"Then you will know that the people under your rule are happy and satisfied. This is even more gratifying than your wife presenting you with movable type. If the emperor knew this, he would definitely feel at ease and have no regrets!"

Liu Yunqing didn't expect to receive such praise. She thought that most of what she showed to others were not real. She just did it to please others and gain some benefits for herself. This made her feel a little guilty.

"Oh! How can I be so sentimental as you are? I am not as pure as you say. We are all just trying to make a living."

"Let's not talk about the movable type. I wanted to donate it with all my heart. If you come to the bookstore to buy something tomorrow, I will still charge you money. At most, I will give you a small amount."

This remark caused people to laugh again. They thought that Madam Liu was shrewd but not materialistic, funny but not sensational, neither humble nor arrogant, and not timid when meeting people in the palace. No wonder Duke Deng praised her so much.

Madam Liu is worthy of Duke Deng's presence on her behalf, so his curious trip today was not in vain.

Madam Liu didn't ask for anything, but he had a plan in mind. But now he didn't mention it anymore and just walked around the book bar and looked around.

There was nothing special about the book, but the four paintings hanging on the wall made him stop and look at them for a few more seconds.

Recognizing who had drawn this, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. He hadn't known that the kid was a frequent visitor here and had a close relationship with Madam Liu.

When others asked him for paintings, he was stingy and refused to give any of them. However, he was very generous to Madam Liu, which was a good example.

Seeing that he had been standing there for a long time, Liu Yunqing thought that he was interested in the painting. If he asked for it later, it would be difficult to refuse him. It would be better for her to point out the owner of the painting first so that he would give up.

"Your Excellency is well-read and talented. I think you have also studied calligraphy and painting. I wonder what you have discovered. I am just an ordinary person. Apart from thinking that the cat in the painting is cute and knowing that the owner of the painting is powerful, I can't see anything else."

The middle-aged man pretended to be ignorant even though he knew the truth, and asked Liu Yunqing a question in return.

"From what I can see, the painter's brushstrokes are very lively and the cat is very lifelike. He must be an expert in this field. However, I have never heard of anyone in Bianjing who is famous for painting cats. Madam Liu, please help me solve this mystery."

Liu Yunqing smiled and pointed out Zhao Chengyan's identity directly.

"The owner of this painting is Mr. Zhao Chengyan. I was involved in a lawsuit with my father, and he came to my rescue. I was grateful and offered him incense and paper as a token of gratitude. But he was so polite and gave me four paintings in return. Many people came to see his paintings, and he also brought me a lot of business."

"I really can never repay such a favor in my lifetime."

The gentleman smiled and nodded: "Ah... the gentleman is indeed like this. You should not always think about repaying him. He always does things according to his heart and does not ask for anything in return."

Liu Yunqing smiled and nodded, as if whatever the adults said was right, and he didn't say anything more about his closeness with Zhao Chengyan.

After asking a few more questions about Liu Yunqing's business, the gentleman began to want to leave.

Liu Yunqing thought that since it was a rare opportunity for someone to come, it would be inappropriate for him to leave empty-handed. It just so happened that there were still a few volumes of "Collection" printed from previous competitions left in the studio, so he gave the person one of them.

Liu Yunqing shamelessly added the six words "Produced by Qingxi Bookstore" on the cover.

Your Excellency is a close confidant of the Emperor. It is possible that this booklet may appear on the Emperor's desk. If she organizes an event in the future and attracts the Emperor's curiosity to participate, it will be hard for her Qingxi Bookstore not to become famous.

No matter what other businesses he does in the future or how big they become, Liu Yunqing will never hand over the bookstore to others.

The bookstore is the root of her wealth, so she must not forget her roots.

The adult took the booklet, and could not help flipping through it for a while, reciting a few sentences silently.

Seeing that it was really getting late, the little servant beside him kept urging him, so the master had no choice but to close the book and say goodbye to Liu Yunqing.

"It's really beneficial to come to Madam Liu's place. If there's a chance tomorrow, I'll ask Madam Liu to taste the tea I ordered."

Liu Yunqing nodded and replied with a smile: "I will take your words seriously, sir. I will go to have tea with a smug look on my face tomorrow."

The master couldn't help laughing and agreed readily: "Yes, yes! I won't let you wait too long!"

The two of them walked to the door of Qingxi Bookstore one after the other. The servant had already prepared the carriage. The master just bowed slightly to Liu Yunqing.

"Madam Liu, please stay. I have delayed your business for an hour, but I dare not stay any longer. I will go back and report to the emperor and convey your sincere wishes."

Liu Yunqing also said goodbye to others and bowed politely. The rules he had learned from Zhao Chengyan finally came into practice.

I watched the adults get on the carriage. The two horses in front were paddling very steadily, and soon they saw the adults going far away.

"Who is coming? Why is there such a big scene? You have to bring everyone in the store to see him off."

Zhao Chengyan appeared out of nowhere and spoke into Liu Yunqing's ear, scaring Liu Yunqing so much that she took two steps back. When she realized it was A Yan, she pushed Zhao Chengyan's chest with a reproachful look.

"When did you come? You walked without making any sound. You scared me!"

Zhao Chengyan snorted and laughed, a little jealous: "I came here openly without hiding from anyone, it's just that Yun Qing's mind is not on me."

Liu Yunqing couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "I guess you'll only be satisfied if I hang on to you every day."

"Okay, stop playing around with me. Come with me. I have something to ask you."

As he spoke, Liu Yunqing took Zhao Chengyan into the lounge in the backyard. The two of them closed the door. Zhao Chengyan put down the food box in his hand, stretched out his long arm, and took Liu Yunqing to lean on the bamboo couch.

"What's the hurry?"

Liu Yunqing subconsciously raised his hand to stroke the slippery fabric of Zhao Chengyan's clothes, and told everyone everything about that adult's arrival and departure.