I became famous for writing ridiculous stories in ancient times

Within two days, Mr. Xiao asked about the results.

He said to Liu Changmiao: "I asked shopkeeper Zhang, and he said that because most of the wishes have not been realized, few people ask Mr. Fu to write now. Only some places outside Liuzhou are still interested, and they will write in Write it down at the local bookstore and send it to Mr. Fu for copying."

Mr. Xiao has a down-to-earth personality, so he speaks very directly. He said to Liu Changmiao: "So if you want to write, just write it and let Mr. Fu copy it. Just think of it as buying it with a hundred pennies." "

Liu Changmiao muttered softly, "...more than a hundred yuan."

Before Mr. Xiao could hear clearly, he asked again: "What about the others? I heard that Mr. Fu can tailor-made storybooks for people. Five hundred taels can write a story like "The True and False Young Master". After "The True and False Young Master" was written, Tang Yuanwai discovered the truth about the exchange of sons, so could he write an article as long as he was given five hundred taels? "

"Can it be less, like three hundred taels?"

Mr. Xiao frowned, "Why are you asking this? Do you want to write it too?"

"Chang Miao, let me tell you the truth. As far as I know, the matter of spending money to write a storybook is just a solution that Mr. Fu came up with because he was worried about the rumor that the storybook came true. It cannot be true. Even that It's just a coincidence that 'Johnny Si' came true."

"Before Fu Wenyu appeared, after writing an ordinary storybook of 30,000 to 50,000 words, those scholars only took a dozen taels or even a few taels of silver, and the good ones did not exceed fifty taels. If you have five hundred taels, buy it It’s enough to buy land and a house, so why throw it into a pit?”

Liu Changmiao laughed dryly, "...Brother Xiao, you are right, I just ask casually, just ask. You also know that I like to read storybooks, and I also want to write storybooks, as you saw a few days ago. "

"I'm just curious, just curious."

Mr. Xiao's expression was serious, "It's best that this is the case, but if you really do such a thing, even if it affects your brother's provincial examination, I will write a letter and tell him the matter!"

Liu Changmiao pursed her lips subconsciously, "I won't." But he didn't say whether he would spend five hundred taels to find Fu Wenyu to write an essay or delay his brother's provincial examination.

After the publication of "The Pearl of the Night in the Collection of Deceivers", it did not cause any sensation.

Some of the readers who saw it were as confused as Liu Changmiao about how "Zhang Sanlang" was deceived, and they didn't understand that such a simple deception could actually deceive people. Others are surprised, ‘So there is such a scam’, and ask themselves if they would be able to avoid being tempted if they encountered the same situation.

Of course, there are also readers who don’t think anything of it and simply think, ‘Hey, this story is well written. ’ or ‘This story is nonsense and nonsense’. Then either throw it aside, or mention it when chatting with relatives and friends, "I saw a story today..."

None of this affected Fu Wenyu.

He continued his review, and when he was tired, he wrote "The Collection of Tricks" to relax.

So after he made all the knowledge about the Four Books and Five Classics in the original owner's memory his own, he also read all the books left by the original owner's grandfather and Fu Qingshan, and exchanged some books with Zou Tongsheng and others in the village. "The Collection of Deceptions" also has two more articles, namely "The Collection of Deceptions: Immortal Jump" and "The Collection of Deceptions: Hongmen Inn".

As the name suggests, "Immortal Jump" refers to the act of using the protagonist's lustful psychology to trick people and ultimately defraud people of money; and "Hongmen Inn" is not a good place either. It is a black shop that uses sweating pills to defraud people out of money.

To save trouble, the protagonists are all Zhang Sanlang.

Therefore, after 'Zhang Sanlang' was defrauded of three thousand taels by using the 'Ye Mingzhu', his desire to do business never gave up. Not long after, he went out with money again, but on the way, he was defrauded of a thousand taels by a beautiful woman. On the way back, I also encountered a black shop called "Hongmen Inn", where I was knocked unconscious and robbed of all my belongings.

In the end, Zhang Sanlang was penniless again and returned home by begging all the way.

Fu Rong pouted after reading it.

"Brother, why is this Zhang Sanlang so unlucky?"

"More unlucky than Zhang Gou Sheng."

Zhang Goucheng is the protagonist in Fu Wenyu's first storybook, "Jiu Occupying the Magpie's Nest: It's Difficult to Distinguish between the Real and the Fake Young Masters". Not only was he transferred from a rich family to a poor family, but he also had little food and clothing. He finally discovered the truth, but the process of recognizing his relatives was full of twists and turns. He almost passed by his relatives several times. He was indeed unlucky.

But his misfortune was different from Zhang Sanlang's, because one was man-made, and the other was caused by his failure to control his inappropriate desires. However, if we simply calculate it in terms of ‘unlucky degree’, ‘Zhang Sanlang’ is indeed more unlucky.

So Fu Wenyu said: "So these three stories tell us that we should be vigilant when we go out and don't trust others. Especially when a woman, child, old man, etc. asks you to go to a remote place, or is very enthusiastic about you for no reason, Also, you have to be cautious in unfamiliar places.”

“If you look at the article ‘Hongmen Inn’, I clearly wrote ‘Everywhere I look, there are only a few guests in this inn, and none of them are locals’. This is obviously problematic.”

"But Zhang Sanlang turned a blind eye, who can blame him?"

Fu Rong rolled her eyes and said slyly: "I blame you, because you wrote it!"

Fu Wenyu was stunned, "Uh..."

Zhou laughed and said, "Okay, you two come over for dinner."

Fu Wenyu stood up immediately and avoided the topic just now, "Here you go."

Today's dinner includes eggs and tofu. The eggs are fried with Chinese toon freshly picked from the tree. The aroma is very delicious. The tofu is cooked with mushrooms, which tastes unique.

After dinner, Fu Wenyu returned to his room.

He first finished reading the last book he exchanged from Zou Tongsheng, and then suddenly felt a little bored - he had reviewed the Four Books and Five Classics, read the borrowed books, and finished writing "The Collection of Scams: Hongmen Inn".

And his family didn't need his help, because the fields were rented out, and the velvet flower business had entered the off-season. Zhou and Fu Rong were even more idle than him. Fu Wenyu thought about it carefully and felt that there was nothing to do next except finding a teacher to teach him some knowledge about the imperial examination.

But the latter is not urgent.

Because it is now April and May, when the academy examinations begin in various places. After each academy examination, a new batch of scholars will be added, and a new batch of people who want to take the examination will also be added.

So he planned to wait until after the college entrance examination to become a disciple, so that he could start learning from the beginning with other classmates.

So he started to go to bed early and get up early, wandering around when he was free, chatting with the old people in the village, and going to the city to listen to other people's chats. He habitually took a notebook to write down interesting materials.

In a flash, another half a month passed.

Half a month later, Fu Wenyu looked through the accumulated materials, and the author's soul in his heart was ready to move. He decided to take advantage of the time before the announcement of the results to start writing the third storybook.

And he also had a plan.

That is, don't rush this time, but write and print early, and try to print more.

For example, the ordinary version will be increased to 5,000 sets, the hardcover version will be increased to 100 sets, and then distributed throughout Liuzhou. At that time, the printed storybooks can even be shipped to Jiangzhou, Anzhou, Beijing and other places for sale. It doesn't matter if it can't be sold out, at most it will lose two or three hundred taels, which he can afford. But if it is sold out, it will be a great boost to his reputation, and the future sales of storybooks will no longer be a "small fight" like one or two thousand sets.

So the risk is worth taking.

Do it when you think of it!

What should the third book be about?

Fu Wenyu, with his intuition from many years of writing, thinks that this third book should not be "shocking the world and crying ghosts and gods", but it must be a subject that can make ancient readers feel "surprised", "unbelievable", and then "can't stop".

He thought carefully for two days and decided to write a rebirth article.

Rebirth, as the name suggests, is to be reborn as the past self and experience life again. In other words, it is to return to "five years ago", "ten years ago", or even twenty years ago with memories. Rebirth must be with memories. Rebirth without memories is not rebirth, but repetition.

It just so happens that this subject matter cannot happen in reality, and even if it does, no one dares to say it. It also avoids the problems he was worried about before, and it is not so novel that readers cannot accept it.

After all, there are similar ones like "A Dream of the Yellow Millet" and "Zhuang Zhou's Dream of the Butterfly".

In order to better reflect the charm of this theme, Fu Wenyu set the background in the world of light martial arts. The so-called light martial arts world refers to people who, after years of training, can master swordsmanship, knife skills or palm skills, can fly over eaves and walls, pick leaves and flowers, but cannot walk lightly, and cannot ignore gravity in the air like a bird.

The name of the story is concise and clear, Fu Wenyu directly named it "Rebirth of the Treasure Map".

The protagonist is Zhao Yunfei, the youngest son of the famous "Yunxiao Sword" in the world. He has a dandy temperament and is not particular about trivial matters. He has a pair of loving and martial arts parents, a talented and superb swordsmanship brother who is praised by the martial arts elders, a gentle and kind sister-in-law who is pregnant, and a clever, playful, beautiful and lovely sister.

And a loyal old housekeeper, an equally loyal servant who only said "Yes, Master", and dozens of servants with different personalities. In addition, he also had a horse, a dog...

One day, he got a treasure map.

Then everyone died.

"Have you found it?"

"Master, it's not under the bed."

"Master, it's not in the secret room."

"Master, it's not in the rockery."

The man called "Master" sneered, and his voice was hoarse and harsh after being changed. "I didn't expect that the "Yunxiao Sword" who had been upright all his life actually gave birth to a rat son!"

"Find him for me!"

"Dig three feet in the ground to find him!"

"Since there is no other place, then the treasure map must still be on him. Whoever finds him, I will reward him heavily."

All the subordinates agreed in unison, "Yes!"

And not far from where the group of people were talking, Zhao Yunfei, covered in blood, was hiding under the turbid water and silt of the lotus pond.

His clothes were tattered, with knife and sword marks, as well as some traces of fire.

In his mouth was a hollow reed that led to the water surface, which allowed him to hide better without having to float to the surface every once in a while to breathe. After hearing the conversation between those people, Zhao Yunfei's face was full of pain, grief, indignation, and disbelief.

At the same time, he also recalled the day half a month ago when he picked up the "treasure map".