Crossing the road to riches

Wen Jinmei's refusal was very straightforward, as if she didn't give anyone a chance and face.

But Qinglang didn't feel embarrassed, and instead apologized to Wen Jinmei.

"I'm sorry, I was too impulsive. I just thought that if you appreciate it, son, you can sell me more. After all, painting and embroidery have the same effect."

After saying this, Wen Jinmei felt much more comfortable, as long as it wasn't aimed at him, it would be easy to say anything.

Now he has been bitten by a snake for ten years and is afraid of well ropes, so he has to be very vigilant when that woman says something next to him.

"Nothing~ Your paintings are very good. If you can bring some more next time, I can choose them. If they are useful, I will buy them. But if I don't like you, don't blame me. I'm a businessman. See things speak".

Qing Lang agreed with a smile, and the girl Jun Lang smiled very brightly.

"Okay, thank you son for giving this opportunity, I will show you tomorrow."

Fu Fu Wan Feng and Wen Hao are still on the way, the journey is far away, and they will spend a lot of time on the road.

The carriage is very big, there should only be Wen Hao and Fu Fu, but Wan Feng's carriage broke down halfway through, and it would take a lot of time to repair it, so Fu Fu suggested that three people should go directly to one or two carriages.

Wen Hao and Fu Fu sat on one side, and Wan Feng sat on the other, but even so, Wen Hao still felt that something was wrong, but it was hard for her to speak up now that things were like this.

On the other hand, Fufu was very happy, and with a smile on his face, he talked to Wan Feng about what to do when he went to see Cheng Rou.

Wen Hao poked his temple hard with his finger.

"You~ go sit with Wan Feng."

Wen Hao felt that Wan Feng should also be embarrassed in this situation.

Wan Feng was not embarrassed, but his heart was beating violently. It was the first time he was so close to her, but he couldn't stare at her openly, so he could only turn his face away awkwardly and look out of the car.

If it weren't for the fact that the railings outside were full of servants, she really wanted to squeeze in.

Fufu happily sat beside Wan Feng, holding Wan Feng's hand, talking non-stop.

How could she not know that her husband used to talk so much.

Suddenly there was a big pothole in the road, and the carriage bumped violently if one didn't pay attention, the carriage tilted and immediately fell to Wen Hao's side.

Wen Hao quickly caught Fufu, seeing that the back of Lin Wanfeng's head was about to be knocked, Wen Hao put another hand on the back of the head, and it was safe and sound.

Lin Wanfeng didn't come back to his senses for a while, and his face flushed instantly.

After Wen Hao checked that Fufu was okay, he turned around and asked Lin Wanfeng how he was.

"I shouldn't have kowtowed just now."

Facing Wen Hao's questioning, he didn't know why he felt happy in his heart, but also ashamed of himself.

"fine".

Wen Hao and Fufu didn't take his expression as strange, they just thought he was frightened by what happened just now.

But fortunately, the rest of the journey was relatively smooth, and arrived in the district smoothly after an hour.

It is the busiest time.

"Will Fu Lang and Wan Feng accompany me to the bookstore? Or send you to Master Cheng first?".

The wives come here to deal with business, so naturally they focus on the wife's affairs, and Wan Feng naturally follows them.

"The wife's business is the most important thing."

Wen Hao looked at Lin Wanfeng again, although he knew that he would have no objection, but it also needed to seek other people's opinions and nods.

"Well, I want to go to the bookstore too."

Several people came to Wanwen Bookstore and Tianhe Bookstore. The two bookstores were facing each other, and the staff inside were all standing at the street corner to attract customers.

That style is no different from that of Bugolak, but one person and one book.

The staff of Wanwenshu Shop: "Come, come, don't miss it when you pass by, our Wanwenshu Shop, as the name suggests, has the most complete books in all styles."

The clerk of Tianhe Bookstore: "So do we!".

The staff of Wanwen Bookstore: "Our Wanwen Bookstore has a lot of books that you can browse for free. Please read it first before buying if you are satisfied. The quality is first-class. The best ink and paper are used. The best bookbinders".

The clerk of Tianhe Bookstore: "So do we!".

The staff at Wanwen Bookstore is angry, the people in Tianhe Bookstore are really shameless, she shouted so many words for so long, the people in Tianhe Bookstore just said that we are too.

But she couldn't bear to make troubles, those scholars wanted to judge when they saw the troubles, and in the end they said that the public was right and the wife said that the woman was right, and when it was difficult to end, they had to be scolded by the shopkeeper.

The buddy of Wanwen Bookshop: "We also have a lot of new books in Wanwen Bookstore. We accept new books and all kinds of books come out in an endless stream. We have all the latest and hottest ones. There are a lot of goods. We should have everything. We also sell pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Everything is affordable~".

The clerk of Tianhe Bookstore: "So are we~".

The clerk at the Wanwen Bookstore really seemed to be beating someone in her heart, and she really wanted to cut her.

The staff of Wanwen Book Store: "Our book store's service quality is also top-notch. You don't have to worry about not finding the book you want. You can just say hello and the staff will be there. If there is something you don't understand, you can talk about it~".

The clerk of Tianhe Bookstore: "We also~".

No, she really couldn't take it anymore, picked up the sweat towel and threw it over the face of Wan Wen's buddy.

"You guys are farts! After I have said so much, you know how to pick up ready-made ones. Why are you so shameless? You Tianhe Bookstore people are shameless!".

The sweat towel just hit the face of the clerk at Tianhe Bookstore.

Pang smelly!

Salty!

bah bah bah!
"You too!".

Also bounced back.

Wen Hao happened to be watching this play.

The people coming and going on both sides seemed to be used to the fight between the two bookstores, and they didn't even take a second look.

The other person was not bad either, he rushed over and covered the other person's mouth with a sweat towel.

"It's none of your business to call your mouth stinky, you call yours, I call mine."

The two shopkeepers each stood on the top floor of the bookshop to cheer for their buddies.

"Come on, plug it hard, and the mouth of Tianhe Bookstore was blocked."

Tianhe Bookstore: "Didn't you eat? Give me some strength and I will add chicken legs for you at noon."

Wen Hao's timely appearance stopped the two of them.

"Hello, I'm here to sell storybooks, may I ask you to accept them here?".

The two mistresses immediately stopped when they saw Wen Hao.

The clerk of Wanwen Bookstore immediately wanted to pull people in.

"We accept it, but we have to see how your writing is. If it is good, we will give you the most money, and the price must be fair."

At this time, the treasurer of Wanwen Academy also came down immediately, and the manager of Tianhe Academy was not far behind.

The shopkeeper of Wanwen Shusi: "How about asking this lady to read the book for me first?".

Wen Hao took the adaptation of Outlaws of the Marsh in his hand, it was a thick copy.

At this time, the treasurer of Tianhe Academy also came down, but it was a small step too late.

The book was first in the hands of the shopkeeper of Wanwen Bookshop, but he put it down after roughly reading two pages, with a slight sneer in his eyes.

"You wrote this book yourself?"

Wen Hao answered truthfully.

"Naturally."

The shopkeeper of the Wanwen Document Store handed the book back to Wen Hao.

"Nonsense, this book has been around for a long time, and many storytellers are still talking about it, and it is still popular in my Wanwenshu".

Facing the shopkeeper of Wanwen Shusi, Wen Hao still gave the same answer.

"This book is really written by me, those storytellers must have a source?".

The woman in front of me was so young, how could she write this kind of book? The shopkeeper of Wanwen Bookstore couldn't believe it. The writing was also generally written in vernacular. It looked like she had read books but didn't read much.

Scholars generally like to talk with words~ especially when writing letters between colleagues, they have to compare the level of literary talent, which is even more incomprehensible.

The shopkeeper of Tianhe Bookstore picked it up, and frowned when he saw it, but he turned it back, and turned it back roughly, and his eyes were slightly surprised when he finally saw the back , but immediately hid it again, and instead frowned even deeper.

"This book is indeed written in a straightforward manner, but I can accept it if you want."

Wan Wenshu gave Tianhe a blank look, picked up the things she didn't want, sooner or later she would be able to overwhelm them.

Before leaving, I was polite.

"I wish the shopkeeper of Tianhe Bookstore more and more prosperous business."

The shopkeeper of Tianhe Bookstore: "Thank you, we will."

Immediately afterwards, Wen Hao was invited into Tianhe Bookstore.

"This lady and the two gentlemen will sit with me. I have to read this book for a while before I can come to a conclusion."

Wen Hao naturally knew that the Outlaws of the Marsh had already been spread, so she added a few new chapters at the back, which were Sou Shen Ji.

But I didn't write much, so the shopkeeper must have seen it.

The shopkeeper of the Wanwenshu Store was anxious and returned it to her before reading it. Naturally, he didn't see the latter part.

The inside of Tianhe Bookstore is really big, it is divided into three floors, and there are countless books in the bookshelves.

Fufu took Wan Feng to read it, they wanted to see if there were any books they liked, and they wanted to gain something from the last visit.

Only Wen Hao and the shopkeepers of Wanwen Shusi were left.

Wen Hao only drank tea, and the shopkeeper just read books, and the two of them didn't exchange a word.

Finally, after waiting for a long time, the shopkeeper of Wanwen Bookstore closed the book.

"The book is very good, the story is very attractive, I can guarantee that it will sell well, but you also have to ensure that it can be updated stably."

Naturally, she can guarantee it, and she is not allowed to write it. She knows that the content of the story is just a retelling.

"Of course I can guarantee this, but I don't want to die, I want to share."

"The cost of a book only accounts for [-]%, and I will take [-]% of the remaining [-]%. Would you like to cooperate with me?".

The shopkeeper thought about it for a while, and although he was distressed, he still agreed.

"make a deal!".

But it's not over yet.

"Don't worry about the shopkeeper. After this book is finished, if I want to cooperate with Wanhe Bookstore for the next book, I will get [-]% of it."

The shopkeeper not only didn't think Wen was greedy, but appreciated it very much. She meant that her book was good enough and would definitely sell well.

"Okay! If it sells well, it will naturally be sold."

If it didn't sell well, they would have no face to write another book, even if they did, they would have no face to come to her place.

This can be regarded as her priority. If she wrote the Water Margin Facsimile, then the rest of the story should also be very exciting.

Lin Wanfeng fell in love with several books of poetry, but she was not willing to buy them. Instead, she bought the Three Character Classic and the Thousand Character Classic, as well as hundreds of surnames.

Fufu bought some books on making pastry dishes.

The two of them had a lot to gain. When paying the bill, Wen Hao thought about paying Lin Wanfeng's three books together, but was rejected.

"No! I have my own money."

Just as Fufu wanted to say that he didn't need to see outside, Wen Hao stopped him.

In fact, she could understand Lin Wanfeng's thoughts a little bit, and tried her best to prove to outsiders that he is self-reliant and can live well even alone.

He is indeed alive and well, even if she doesn't pay much attention to Lin Wanfeng, she knows what he has done, after all, they are all in the same yard.

A very self-disciplined person who wakes up very early to practice sword dancing, play the piano and read books, simply arrange things in the courtyard, and then go to Chunfeng Shili. When he returns in the afternoon, he goes to Zhongzi Embroidery Workshop to draw some pictures and inscribe poems. He returns in the evening In the spare time, he checks the courtyard for any flaws, answers Fufu's doubts from time to time, and in the evening, he lights incense and reads a book.

Fufu's small mouth whispers around her ears every day, and it's hard for her not to know.

So she admired this man very much, if it wasn't for a man, she would be able to live a good life.

Several people came out of the bookstore and went to the backyard of the district government.

She had written to Cheng Qu earlier and said that Cheng Rou had already been waiting inside at this time.

When the three brothers meet each other, there are endless things to talk about.

It was Wan Feng and Cheng Rou who couldn't finish talking, and her husband was in charge of exaggerating the atmosphere.

Soon Cheng District also came.

"Mrs. Wen, you are finally here. My husband has been looking forward to you for a few days, and I have been looking forward to you this morning."

Wen Hao didn't make fun of himself as an outsider.

"What about Cheng District? Are you looking at me eagerly?".

Cheng Qu was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled heartily.

"Hahahaha~ Of course it is, let's go have a drink~".

Men play men, women play women.

What Cheng Rou and Wan Feng said were all poems and songs, Fu Fu naturally didn't understand much, but they all sounded good, so he was in charge of applauding.

"Good! What Wan Feng said is good, it's a good poem when you hear it!".

Cheng Rou pretended to be annoyed.

"What about my poems? Do you think it's not good?".

Fufu laughed foolishly.

"That's good! Brother Rou's poems are the best."

Wan Feng raised an eyebrow.

"You mean my poems are not the best?".

Why does Fufu feel that something is wrong?Isn't he boasting?

"All are good, all are equally good in their own merits."

Cheng Rou still wants to make things difficult.

"Then you say that our two poems are both good and good, and where are our futures."

Where did Fufu know, he knew that it was right to praise others. Every time he praised his father-in-law, his father-in-law was always happy.

"It's all good, there are quite a lot of words, and they are all right."

Wan Feng: ...

I am ashamed to have such a student.

Cheng Rou: ...

I heard it was taught by Wan Feng, would Wan Feng feel ashamed if he made things so difficult?

As he talked, Fufu's stomach stopped breathing.

Goo~

"I want to eat three bowls of rice."

Cheng Rou hurriedly got up to say hello.

"The three of us eat dinner together, we men eat men's food, and we ignore the two of them drinking."

Soon a table of dishes was served, not very luxurious, but generally a decent family meal for entertaining guests.

There are Xiaochao green vegetables, fried fish, braised meat with preserved vegetables, eggplant with meat sauce, boiled shrimp, pumpkin soup, shredded taro, sweet and sour fish, and sweet and sour pork ribs.

Those few sweet ones were specially arranged by Cheng Rou for Fufu, knowing that this snack food person likes sweet things.

And Lin Wanfeng's taste is lighter, it is called stir-fried vegetables, boiled shrimp and pumpkin soup.

Cheng Rou underestimated Fufu this time.

He cooked four bowls of rice by himself, and if he hadn't stopped him, he might have to fill the fifth bowl.

Fufu was wronged, can he be blamed?This bowl was half smaller than his own, and couldn't hold a few mouthfuls of rice.