Married Concubine: Concubine Princess

Chapter 62

Soon, shopkeeper Fang from the backyard came to the store in front, saw Lin Tianen holding a book, coughed a few times, and then said, "My little brother, just now my little girl said you want to sell the book Give me a book, but I don't know what kind of book it is?"

Lin Tianen put down the book in his hand, turned around and said with a smile, "It's just a story."

She took a look at the shopkeeper. He was in his forties, wearing a Confucian shirt, with an upright appearance, like a scholar.

"But I don't know, little brother, did you bring the book?" Shopkeeper Fang asked.

"At the moment, I haven't!" Lin Tianen said frankly.

Shopkeeper Fang frowned and said, "This little brother is here to make us happy? Our Tianshu Pavilion is not a place for you to entertain yourself!"

Lin Tianen said calmly, "What's the hurry? Let me tell you a chapter, come and listen to it?"

She has read a few books just now, all of which are about masters, how to improve their martial arts step by step, and finally become a general and serve the country.

Almost every book has the same plot, which seems uninteresting.

Shopkeeper Fang heard what Lin Tianen said, and said patiently, "Then please tell me!"

"Once upon a time there was a child, his name was A Bao..."

After thinking about it, Lin Tianen found that although she remembered many stories, more orthodox novels were hard to make people feel fresh and new, so she simply said something out of the ordinary, as long as she could arouse the interest of others, most of the success would be achieved.

Lin Tianen said that Ah Bao had gone through untold hardships and finally became a disciple of the sect. It was like falling into a dream, but when the master in name poured cold water on him and wanted to drive him out of the sect, he stopped. mouthed.

Shopkeeper Fang originally thought that the thin little brother in front of him couldn't have any good stories, but he didn't expect to hear a paragraph, which was a bit interesting just now, but the little brother stopped telling it.

The little second on the side couldn't hold back anymore, and rushed to ask, "This little brother, has he really been kicked out?"

Lin Tianen smiled and said, "Shopkeeper, how much is my story worth?"

Shopkeeper Fang was still immersed in the atmosphere of the story, and waved his hand, "Good story! Good plot! It's not too much to give a hundred taels!"

Xiao Er stared blankly at his shopkeeper. Usually, some students copied books to sell, and the shopkeeper gave him a few hundred cash at most. Even if the handwriting was particularly good, it was only a tael of silver.

Why are you so generous this time?

Shopkeeper Fang coughed under cover. Although he only listened to the beginning, the story is relatively novel, and the protagonist is also special, making people unconsciously enter the story and experience it with him.

If it is really printed, it will definitely sell well.

After all, there are few geniuses in this world, but there are many ordinary people like Po.

However, the 100 taels was indeed a bit much, and he regretted listening too engrossedly just now.

"My little brother, how much do you want for this story?"

Lin Tianen joked, "You just said that a hundred taels is not much!"

Shopkeeper Fang was a little embarrassed, "Brother, I also know in my store that business is very difficult now, many people go to practice martial arts, and there are very few people who are willing to buy books. I also see that your story is unique, Shall I give you 50 taels?"

If it is 50 taels, it will be sold for a tael of silver at that time, and if you sell more, you will naturally earn back!

Unexpectedly, Lin Tianen said, "My book is not for sale."

Hearing this, shopkeeper Fang felt like a kitten was scratching his heart, "But didn't you want to sell a book just now?"

"I'm just giving you a general idea. It's up to your store to decide how to write it. You can find someone with a good pen and ink to write it." Lin Tianen explained.

Shopkeeper Fang hesitated, "How about the money?"

"No matter how many books or how much they sell in the store, I will pay [-]%!" Lin Tianen also knew that she didn't have time to write the story slowly, so the price was also lowered a lot. Besides, as long as the book is sold, she can have It doesn't matter how much you earn.

Shopkeeper Fang was still thinking about it, and Lin Tianen said again, "My son is full of talent, and the next book will be even more exciting!"

After saying these words, Shopkeeper Fang finally made up his mind, "Okay, little brother, just wait a moment, let's make a written statement."

As expected of the storekeeper of the bookstore, the handwriting of the storekeeper Fang is very good. After a while, he wrote two identical documents according to Lin Tianen's request and his own request.

Lin Tianen took the brush and directly signed a name in the lower left corner, Lin Sanlang.

Tian Zhen is considered to be the third young master of the General's Mansion, so Lin Tianen decided on this name.

After collecting the paperwork, Lin Tianen borrowed a pen and paper, and quickly wrote out the whole outline.

After writing, Lin Tianen handed the paper to shopkeeper Fang, and said, "You can read the details, but you must follow my outline, otherwise it won't sell well, so don't blame us."

Shopkeeper Fang thought about it again, and said, "Brother, how about this, the opening chapter should be finished the day after tomorrow, you can take a look first, if it is suitable, we will print it, and if it is not suitable, we will change it, how about it?"

Lin Tianen complied, put the letter into his sleeve, and said to the shopkeeper before going out, "Our young master is not an unknown person, shopkeeper Fang should be careful, don't mess with people who shouldn't be messed with."

Shopkeeper Fang repeatedly said he didn't dare, and Lin Tianen left.

Still wearing the bamboo hat, she went to Jinsi Street again, found the largest cloth store, and sold them stick figures of puppies and cats, and asked them to put them on pillows to attract female customers. It's Lin Sanniang's name.

But this time the two tricks were directly sold for 20 taels, because such things can be imitated at a glance, and naturally they are worthless if they are too much.

As long as these two sell well, the next time I come again, the store will raise it to 20 taels for one pattern.

Lin Tianen is already very satisfied, usually a silver hairpin can sell for a few taels, which is not bad, at least she has made a lot of money.

The last goal is Golden Food Street.

Tired from walking, she casually found a tea house with normal business and drank a few cups of tea.

I gave another tael of silver, found an empty tea room, changed into a second woman's dress, put away the men's clothes and bamboo hats, and then walked towards other restaurants on Jinshi Street.

As for dim sum recipes, let’s sell them later!In order to avoid too many new things coming out in a short time, it is eye-catching!
It was almost noon at this time, and Jiutian Restaurant seemed to be the best restaurant on Jinshi Street.

The street is three stories high, the lobby is full of seats, and the second and third floors seem to be private rooms.

Lin Tianen went straight through the lobby, took a quick look at the dishes on each table, and then stopped a waiter in Tsing Yi and asked, "I have a special taste, and I want to use the kitchen to let the chef cook a dish for me, is it possible?"

Xiaoer was so busy that he opened his mouth and said, "That's five taels of silver."

At present, a dish is only a few hundred renminbi, and more than one or two taels, which is already a sky-high price.

Lin Tianen agreed immediately, and followed Xiaoer to the kitchen.

After Lin Tianen looked at the ingredients of the back kitchen, the chef casually ordered a helper to follow Lin Tianen's requirements.

After a while, Lin Tianen gave the food he had chosen to the helper, who had just fried the ingredients for a few times, and the whole back kitchen was filled with a spicy smell.

　Two more today

　　
　
(End of this chapter)