Nongmen Jinfeng: Cold-noodled husband and little daughter-in-law

Chapter 21 Accumulating Business Opportunities
It's a personality change, but he can understand.From yesterday to today, she has been bullied continuously, if she does not grow up quickly, it will be difficult to protect herself.

Although he was sure that he wanted to protect her, he still had to go to school, so he couldn't be considerate in everything.If she can know how to protect herself, he will also feel relieved.

Feeling the strangeness in Fang Zizhan's eyes, Fang Xiaofu smiled and didn't care.

"Third brother, have you read those story books? Which kind of books do you think most people like to read?" Fang Xiaofu thought for a while and then asked doubts.

After all, she is still not familiar with the book market in this world, and now the most important thing is to learn more about building momentum and accumulating business opportunities.

"Mr. Wu has a lot of books like this, some of which he bought from his classmates, and some were given to him by his classmates. I actually borrowed some to read."

"As far as I know, Jianghu Notes and those mountain and field biographies are the most popular." Fang Zizhan replied truthfully, and suddenly blushed, "I like to read it the most."

Unexpectedly, the cold-faced brother turned into a blushing brother in seconds.Fang Xiaofu almost laughed out loud again.

But now she still had questions to ask, so she had to endure it, but she still pressed her soft lips tightly for a while before she could speak.

"I don't know if this is the most popular, is it what you think, Mr. Wu said, or Mr. Wu's classmate confirmed it?"

Fang Zizhan blushed even more, and said in a low voice, "When I heard what Mr. Wu said, I thought about it myself."

"..." Ganqing is that Mr. Wu likes this kind of books the most, and has a lot of them.Naturally, Fang Zizhan had the most contact with this kind of books, and he liked to read them, so he thought so.

"Third Brother, do you know how thick each of these books is? How many pages are there? Or how many words are there in a story? Is there any rule?"

"..." Fang Zizhan was about to say how did he know?But after thinking about it, Xiao Qier wanted to make up stories and sell them for money. Of course, he had to understand this clearly, so he said, "I happen to have two more books on hand, and I will count them later."

"Okay, third brother, if you don't have time, you can ask Caixia and Xiaoqiu for help. Counting should be no problem." Fang Xiaofu knew that he wanted to study and didn't dare to take up too much of his time, so he thought of this method.

Fang Zizhan nodded, and suddenly said: "I'll bring the book over later, and you can read it too. These two books were edited by Mr. Wu's classmates, and they are very exciting and tortuous."

"Well, good. That's right... Is there a storyteller or theater building in the town?" Thinking of another possibility, he hurriedly asked.

"There are storytellers in restaurants and teahouses, but there are no theaters. I heard that there is a troupe in the county, and they sing for a few days at temple fairs or fairs. On weekdays, rich people usually pick them up and sing a few times."

"Is there a song for that?"

"...It's not very clear, it should be there, and most people can't hear it."

Fang Xiaofu had a general understanding of the market. He looked up and saw that Fang Zizhan was still blushing. He seemed to be thinking about something, so he couldn't help smiling.

"Third brother, don't worry, if Xiao Qi'er wants to make up stories, he will only sell them in places like bookstores. As for how the bookstores can make the stories profitable, that's their business. Let's take simple and clean money, and don't worry."

Fang Zizhan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and nodded quickly: "Yes, even if the money is less, it will save worry and cause no trouble."

It seemed that he was really worried about this, afraid that she would contact those storytellers, opera troupes, and singers in order to make money.Those people are like rivers and lakes with three teachings and nine streams, the water is very deep, and they are not something that they can afford to play with.

"Third brother will ask Mr. Wu tomorrow to see if his classmate collects stories from outsiders, and how much is the fee for long and short stories. If Mr. Wu asks, just say that you want to save some money for books after school."

Fang Xiaofu understood his mood, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.

Although there are a lot of stories in her mind, this is not modern after all, she really does not conform to being too ostentatious, even if she gains the reputation of a literary and artistic young woman, it must not be a good thing for her in this era.

The embroiderer and the book writer are definitely the embroiderer who are treated more normally.

Fang Zizhan was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, nodded: "Okay, tomorrow I will ask Mr. Wu to find out about this matter, and I will also ask which books are the most popular."

"Yeah." Fang Xiaofu smiled, and said again, "I guess, those Jianghu notes are mostly written about the knowledge and rules of the three religions and nine schools. It is novel and insightful for men to read, so men must like to read it."

"Mountain and wild notes are probably mostly records of mountains and rivers, plains and rivers, knowledge of astronomy, geography, and maybe even some common knowledge of medicine and folk customs. The majority of readers are scholars."

"While fairy tales are mostly grotesque and strange stories, those who read such books are mostly boudoir women, women in the backyard, or low-level people who don't read much, or servants, servants, and helpers to pass the time. That's all."

Every time Fang Xiaofu said something, Fang Zizhan looked at her with three-pointed eyes. At this time, his eyes were already shining with stars, bright and crystal clear, looking at her as if looking at a treasure he wanted.

"Third Brother, do you think Xiao Qi'er is very smart?" Fang Xiaofu suddenly met his extremely bright eyes, and Fang Xiaofu was startled. She was careless just now, because she was similar in age and could talk well, so she forgot to be cautious.

She was talking about things with the thinking of a modern college student, but she forgot that this was the ancient times when everything was backward, and she was in a simple farmer's house.And she is living in the place of another person.

How could it not be noticeable and confusing?

Everyone else is fine, Fang Zizhan is her husband in name, even if he has not consummated the house, he has lived under the same roof since he was a child, and he can be regarded as a person who gets along day and night.

She has changed, he will naturally notice.

"Actually, Xiao Qi'er has always been very smart, it's just that she thought differently from before. But now..." Fang Xiaofu tried his best to save the situation, and then sighed sadly.

"Since blindly giving in won't solve the problem, why don't I make more plans for myself and my third brother's future? Even Yingchun and Xiaoman understand the truth, so I naturally understand."

"You're right. I used to think the same way. I thought it would be over after a while, and everything will be happy at home. Who knows...but you have been wronged so much."

As expected of her husband in name, she immediately understood what she meant.Fang Xiaofu was a little relieved, and in order to prevent hidden dangers in the future, he simply took a strong dose of medicine.

She snuggled into his arms, resting her head on his chest, and suddenly realized that he looked weak, and he was indeed not as weak as imagined.After thinking about it, how could the children of the farmers be really weak?
When farming is busy, they also have to go to the fields.

"Brother Zhan, don't blame yourself too much, it's not too late for us to wake up." Fang Xiaofu spoke softly, feeling the fresh and pleasant smell of the handsome young man.

(End of this chapter)