After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 267 Chapter 267 What Speciality

Chen Moying raised her eyes with curiosity.

"Good thing?"

Zhao Yuanle then told the story about Future Cai, hiding the part where Yi Li ordered her to follow her, and the part where she threw her on the back.

After listening to Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying thought about it.

Zhao Yuanle: "If you are in a difficult situation, you can directly refuse. I thought there might be room for him in your family, so I raised it rashly. If he doesn't meet the requirements, forget it."

Chen Moying chuckled: "The main thing is that I don't know what is the right place for him in the family.

However, you said he has fast legs and has a younger sister, right? "

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "They should be orphans. That little girl still had a high fever today and almost burned out. She is very thin and five years old. She doesn't look as strong as my younger brother.

I thought, if he had a stable job, he wouldn't have to send his sister away to survive. "

Chen Moying thought for a while, and asked the boy what else he could do.

Zhao Yuanle: "I'm not very clear. How about I call him here and you ask him in person? We can make a better judgment by meeting him face to face."

Chen Moying nodded, Zhao Yuanle went out and waved to the other side.

Laicai came in with someone in his arms, and when he stood in front of Chen Moying, he lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

Facing such a temperamental person, he was very nervous.

The gentle and kind nobleman is very different from the people he usually comes into contact with.

Chen Moying smiled softly at Xiaofu in Laicai's arms.

Xiaofu hid in Laicai's arms and quietly went to see Chen Moying.

Chen Moying didn't say any polite nonsense, and asked directly.

"Tell me what you have."

Laicai thought about it, and said, "I run fast, I react fast, I fight, and I fight very well..."

After saying this, he couldn't help but glance at Zhao Yuanle with a guilty conscience.

In fact, he was really good at fighting, and being thrown by Zhao Yuanle was an accident.

Chen Moying nodded: "Is there any more?"

Zhao Yuanle reminded him from the side: "You are still familiar with the terrain of Bailing County, all the small roads, and the people everywhere, aren't you?"

Laicai: "Is this considered a skill?"

He thought that running fast, being able to fight, or other skills were his skills, and that being able to know the way when he co-authored was considered a skill?
Hearing Zhao Yuanle's words, Chen Moying's eyes moved.

He looked at Laicai and asked softly.

"Do you know all the roads in Bailing County?"

Laicai nodded: "Basically, I know them all, I know all the small roads, I remember the locations of small shops and stalls everywhere, and there is a circle outside the city. Basically, I know where, what kind of people are there, and what they do."

Chen Moying is more interested in this.

"If this is the case, then I can keep you. I want to set up a newspaper office. I need people to sell newspapers and deliver newspapers. Do you mean that?"

Laicai asked curiously: "Do you want me to deliver a newspaper? Is it the same as delivering a letter? Then I can."

Chen Moying smiled: "It's not just that, when the newspaper is published, it will be sold in the county first, and then it will be sold everywhere. If you need some children selling newspapers, you are clear about this, and you will also be clear about how to arrange children selling newspapers." ?”

I am very confident in Lai Cai.

"I can, I'm sure I can do it well."

Chen Moying nodded, her eyes fell on Xiaofu.

"She is a little girl. When she grows up, you may not be able to teach her. When she grows up a few years later..."

Chen Moying suddenly stopped, he thought of something, and couldn't help but smile a little self-deprecatingly.

"Who knows what will happen in the future, now, you stay at the newspaper office first, there is a room for you and your sister to live in, take care of the meals, and take care of the door when you have time, and then take care of the newspaper delivery, do some sundries on weekdays, As for the salary, how about giving it at the price of the boy in the bookstore?"

Laicai didn't care about the wages at all. He was very satisfied when he heard that he could provide food and lodging, and he could bring his younger sister.

He was about to put down Xiaofu and kowtow to Chen Moying, Zhao Yuanle hurriedly stopped him.

"Don't kneel and kowtow, he won't be happy if you really do this."

Laicai listened to Zhao Yuanle's words and saw Chen Moying's expression, so he bowed to Chen Moying.

Chen Moying: "Okay, you can go outside and have a rest first."

Laicai hugged Xiaofu and went out with a thousand thanks.

Zhao Yuanle's gaze followed Laicai away, and then came back again.

Chen Moying said slowly, "You can try to do something else, maybe it will be more helpful to them."

Zhao Yuanle smiled and shook his head: "I will not give up raising pigs."

Chen Moying: "I haven't found anyone who writes a story yet, but they can tell the truth and write articles to criticize or respond to criticism, but they don't know how to write stories.

Someone wrote it, but it is not very attractive to read.

I think, since you can say those examples casually, you must have a lot of stories I need in your mind. "

Hearing this, Zhao Yuanle couldn't help sighing.

"It's not that I don't want to help you. It's that I'm really not good enough. Even if I have some stories, I can't write them. If I write them, it's just white water. Others must look dry and uninterested."

Chen Moying: "Why don't you tell me the ideas in your head, and I'll write down the story, find someone to polish it, publish it under your title, and give you a suitable manuscript fee."

As soon as he heard about being rich, Zhao Yuanle became interested.

"How is this manuscript fee calculated?"

Chen Moying: "Because you provide the story, you say, others will polish it, so it must not be counted according to the number of words, but only on schedule. How much is a story, this is the calculation."

Zhao Yuanle clapped his hands and asked, "How much is the first installment?"

Chen Moying lowered her eyes, thought for a while, and said a price.

"The story is suitable, one issue, one hundred silver dollars?"

Zhao Yuan was silent suddenly, staring at Chen Moying without saying a word.

Chen Moying hummed, and smiled into Zhao Yuanle's gaze.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yuanle's face was full of sincerity.

"If it wasn't for the difference between men and women, I would really like to reach out and touch your forehead now."

Chen Moying: "Huh?"

Zhao Yuanle: "I see if you have a fever."

Chen Moying smiled: "I'm serious."

Zhao Yuanle was excited.

"One hundred silver dollars, do you know how much it is? Do you know how many pigs this can buy? Your newspaper is really not going to make money."

Chen Moying shrugged slightly.

"You don't have to worry about my money. If I don't spend money now, I might leave it to others in the future. Isn't it more worthwhile to use it to do what I want to do now?"

Zhao Yuanle didn't say a word, her eyes were still suspicious.

Under Zhao Yuanle's suspicious eyes, Chen Moying coughed lightly and confessed.

"The funds allocated by my grandfather's family must be returned if they are not used up."

Zhao Yuanle: "..." She just said...

Chen Moying: "Now the newspaper has just started, one issue per month, and the time will be shortened in the future, but it also depends on the stories you provide. Now, let me ask you for a story in one issue first, okay?"

(End of this chapter)