Yuelu Mountain House sounds more like the name of a bookstore than a restaurant, but it is actually a combination of both, a Hunan restaurant that sells books. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Shichahai, this Yuelu Mountain House Restaurant, has become a well-known place, and the word "Yue" on the storefront signboard is specially inscribed by Zhu Hanmin, the dean of Yuelu Academy.

The first time Lin Han came here, he was attracted by the strong bookish atmosphere, the pure Chinese tables and chairs are classical, the book shelves are standing aside, and the hardcover version of the physical book attracts some guests to stop and watch.

Combining food and culture is really unique.

At this time, when night fell, Xiao Zhou on the back sea lit up red lanterns one after another, illuminating the somewhat gloomy lake, which was full of meaning.

After going up the wooden staircase to the second floor, Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan were sitting by the window, enjoying the beautiful scenery, and before they had eaten, their stomachs were already fed with delicious food.

"If there's anything, let's order food first." Lin Han watched the waiter who served the food keep shuttling by, and the Hunan cuisine with all the color and fragrance made people's appetite move.

Chen Jiaxuan took the ipad she used to order, and she asked: "Hunan cuisine is relatively spicy, you should be used to eating it, right?" ”

"No problem, the spicier the better, and eat some chili peppers in winter to warm up."

How can there be any Hunan cuisine that is not spicy, chopped pepper fish head, eggplant, shredded turtle, Mao's braised pork and taro rice, and the two of them ordered some special dishes and handed the ipad to the waiter.

At this time, the restaurant had already begun to be numbered, and many people could only wait in the rest area of the store, so Lin Han and the others were quite lucky.

"The owner of this restaurant must be a literary person, who seems to have integrated all the artistic cells into the store, regardless of the appearance or taste of the dishes." Lin Han commented and said, he admired the boss's idea.

Chen Jiaxuan smiled, and she said: "The last time I came here to eat seems to be in the summer, and at that time, I bought several books before eating, and I really couldn't stop." I guess you must like the vibe here, so I recommend coming here. ”

Looking around, Lin Han found that the decoration style here was very simple and simple, and no matter which corner he sat in to eat, he would see a lot of books, calligraphy and paintings.

So sitting here to eat, there is a feeling of returning to the ancient study to eat, so Lin Han praised and said: "I really like this, I just seem to have seen my book, I don't know if it's an illusion." ”

The cover of the physical book "I, Robot" is relatively chic, and it specially invites the big touches of the painting world to write it, and it is quite recognizable.

But a science fiction novel, appearing in such an antique restaurant, Chen Jiaxuan always feels a little disobedient, "Otherwise, you go over and take a look, is it the book?" ”

"Let's go back after eating, if it's true, it's a trip to ancient times." Lin Han looked at Chen Jiaxuan across the table, and he asked, "What did you want to say in the car just now?" ”

"I want to say that you have now become Tang Seng meat, and more than a dozen publishing houses have contacted me to obtain the publishing rights of your new book. Tsk, these publishing houses are all full of sincerity, and they directly open 10% royalties, without me having to open their mouths to negotiate. ”

Hearing this, Lin Han couldn't help laughing, "So, my worth has risen a lot, how can you reply to them?" ”

Chen Jiaxuan sighed, "I always feel that I can't sign the contract so early, the popularity hasn't reached the highest at all, so I asked them to wait a little longer, wait for you to finish writing and then talk, and drag it out first." ”

At this time, Lin Han is no longer a newcomer, he is the winner of the Galaxy Award, and he also has a physical novel with a good reputation and sales. Coupled with the heated discussion caused by "The Martian" on the Internet, it is almost a sure thing that this will become another bestseller.

No one is stupid, and it is clear that it is a book that is sure to make a profit, so publishers flock to it to see if they can get the ability to publish.

The domestic publishing industry is now in a situation where there are many monks and too few porridge, and there are many publishing houses, but there are relatively few best-selling writers, and most of these best-selling writers have fixed cooperative publishing houses, and it is not their turn to dig into the wall.

But Lin Han is obviously different, he has been listed as the number one potential stock, "I, Robot" sold almost 500,000 copies in just one month, and it is logical to break one million in a year, and become a bestseller.

He proved himself in the market, showed his talent at the award ceremony, and at the same time only signed a book publishing agreement with the National People's Congress Press, which is simply the favorite of the publishing house.

Therefore, many editors-in-chief gave orders to their employees to try their best to win such a writer, and as long as there was a glimmer of hope, they could not let go.

"I also don't feel the need to sign a contract for a new book so early, and the sales potential of I, Robot has not been exhausted. If it is delayed, I believe they will give more favorable terms. ”

Lin Han has now bid farewell to his career of lack of money, and will not waste his opportunities for petty profits.

Chen Jiaxuan smiled mysteriously, "You will leave it to me to operate, as long as you can write the novel with peace of mind, I will never hold back, and I will add some weight to you in the near future, so that they can see your importance." ”

As an agent in the entertainment industry, Chen Jiaxuan is best at this, and she has already thought of a strategy.

At this time, just as the waiter began to serve the food, Lin Han and the two stopped the conversation, began to enjoy the food, and put aside the work matters.

The classic Hunan dish chopped pepper fish head is spicy and sweat beads appear on Lin Han's forehead, this soup is particularly delicious with the noodles presented by the store, and the eggplant in the garlic pot is decent, salty, fragrant and refreshing, which makes people want to stop.

Chen Jiaxuan couldn't help but open her mouth and gently began to exhale, she poured herself a sip of ice water, and exclaimed at the same time: "It's spicy, it's spicy, but it's delicious." ”

"If it's delicious, you can eat more, or order two more dishes?"

"It's enough for the two of us to eat these, and ordering too much will be wasteful." Chen Jiaxuan's net worth is unknown, but she is not too extravagant and wasteful, and the place she chooses to let Lin Han treat her to dinner is not expensive, at least it is not a high-end French restaurant or the like.

After a meal, the two of them spent a few hundred yuan, which is considered a moderate consumption in Shichahai.

It's warm, even if it's blown by the cold wind, it doesn't feel too cold, and eating so many chili peppers has a bit of an effect after all.

Yanjing City looks very beautiful at night, the vehicles on the road are intertwined with wonderful vision, and when they return to their own community, there is still a feeling of unfinished.

"You're on a plane and cleaning today, you must be tired, go back and take a shower and go to bed early, don't stay up late." Chen Jiaxuan instructed and said, and she herself took a cup of yogurt from the house and handed it to Lin Han.

"I know, it's not too late, go back to the Internet and go to sleep. You don't have to work for a long time, your body is your own, and staying up late is the skin's worst enemy. ”

Lin Han directly plugged in the yogurt and began to drink it, eating spicy things, it is not bad to drink some yogurt to protect his stomach.

Turning on the lights and closing the door, the two of them were silent across a hallway, neither of them piercing the window paper with each other.