As the girl entered a small hall inside, the shopkeeper had just entered the door and greeted her with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why did Brother Li only come now, but it was much later than we had scheduled!" Although it was a reproachful tone, the tone was courteous.

affectionately took Li Xuan's hand and led him to the inner room to sit down, as if it was a warm greeting from a good friend who had not seen him for a long time.

Li Xuan had to admire in his heart, he was really an eight-sided and exquisite character, and every move made people feel like they were at home, and they felt good.

The shopkeeper looked at the face of only forty people, with a white face, meticulously combed hair, neat and clean clothes, and a clean feeling all over his body.

With an earnest smile on his face at this time, although he is not a beautiful man, he gives people a gentle and pure bearing from the inside out, and he feels that this person is gentle and elegant, how can he have the slightest smell of businessman's copper.

After sitting down and drinking a sip of the rain brought by the maid, Li Xuan cleared his throat and smiled slightly apologetically.

"There is indeed something going on at home these days, and I have delayed the trip and asked the king to atone for my sins. ”

"It's a joke, it's a joke, Brother Li doesn't have to take it seriously. Shopkeeper Wang laughed and snorted.

"I don't know if the manuscript of the little brother is completed, can you show it to Wang. ”

"I've already written the manuscript, but this time I'm writing a chapter back novel, and now it's the first chapter, so I'll take a look at it first. Li Xuan said and took out a thick drop of manuscript from the package.

Shopkeeper Wang got the manuscript, and after reading the first short paragraph, he was already deeply attracted by the plot.

This "Painted Skin" Li Xuan has made innovative modifications, indeed as he said, he just borrowed from the character prototypes, like the story framework or something, and the story in it is completely Li Xuan's originality.

In his brain, there are countless original novels of beauty, romance, fantasy, and sadism, which can perfectly cater to everyone's tastes.

Like what sister control, sister control, aunt control, Lori control, queen control, master control, royal sister control everything.

Li Xuan was confident that he would take them all down in minutes, just like the shopkeeper at this time.

The first chapter of this opening is the first hint of a sadistic love triangle, with beautiful scenes, poignant love, extremely heavy emotional rendering, and countless holes.

Li Xuan didn't believe that people like now, who had been brainwashed by Xiao Baiwen for countless years, could withstand their own bombardment.

It is also time to change the spiritual and cultural outlook of these poor people, so that their barren spiritual world can be enlightened.

I should always make a little contribution when I come to this world, Li Xuan silently praised himself in his heart.

It wasn't until Li Xuan drank three cups of hot tea that Shopkeeper Wang finished reading the book in his hand, but he was silent holding the manuscript, stunned, as if he hadn't come out of the world in the book yet.

It can be said that this new and unique style of fiction is something he has never heard of before.

It's been more than 20 years since I took over this teahouse restaurant, and if I have been in contact with it, there are not 1,000 novels but 800 novels. All of them are very traditional love surprise novels like Du Shi Niang, and the beginning is still a little fresh, but after listening to it a few times, if you talk about the beginning, others will basically know what the end is.

So everyone is now fighting as a storyteller, relying on their unique storytelling skills to attract customers.

But in this way, the value of the storyteller will be high, let's take Mr. Yuan outside now.

Five years ago, it was only ten taels of silver for the year, and two years ago it became ten taels of silver for the month, and now it is a matter of heaven, five taels of silver a day, and a reward and a commission, so there are still two teahouses that are constantly looking for opportunities to dig him up.

Mr. Yuan is now the pillar of the teahouse, and his monthly expenses alone account for 30% of his total income.

But the shopkeeper Wang had to do this, Mr. Yuan is the gold-absorbing artifact of the "Sanxiang Pavilion", if he is not served well, then there is no way to retain these customers with the other storytellers in his own family.

At that time, the store was not profitable or was suppressed by the other two, and the big boss probably wouldn't even be in the mood to see him, and he had a headache when he thought of the boss's iron-fisted methods.

But now it's different, and the novel in front of me has completely subverted some of my previous inherent ways of thinking. It turns out that this novel can be written like this, and it is so attractive.

With this novel, there is no Mr. Yuan in charge, so there is no need to worry about the passage of customers. At that time, I am afraid that my teahouse will not be able to seat so many people at all, after all, there is the influence of "Xiaoqian" in the front, and I have said ten times in a row, but the venue is still full, and many people from other towns have come to listen to it after hearing it.

And there is another hard rule in the storytelling industry, whoever publishes the book first, you can't use it, otherwise don't want to mix in this circle.

Not only is it suppressed by peers, but even the audience will despise this kind of behavior, and the government has a clear rule that all novels must be reported to the library for the record, which has greatly cracked down on the problem of piracy copycats.

Shopkeeper Wang is confident that the popularity of this "Painted Skin" can be completely comparable, or even surpass "Xiao Qian", as if he has seen the silver money beckoning to him.

"Mr. is talented, I didn't expect Mr. to be able to write such a novel at a young age, Wang is simply a five-body throw in your admiration. Shopkeeper Wang took the manuscript and said to Li Xuan, even the title has changed.

When Li Xuan heard this, Nima was broken.

If this surnamed Wang tells me out, after being hyped by others, he will definitely make headlines immediately, no, you have to keep a low profile.

"Shopkeeper Wang laughed, how can I write such a story, that is, a few years ago, an injured old man collapsed at my door and was dying, I took pity on him and took him in. Later, in his free time to recuperate, he told me some stories about ghosts and foxes, and I just wrote the stories he said, otherwise how could I know so many stories at my age. Li Xuan said with a smile.

Originally, Li Xuan wanted to excuse that it was written by Mr. Zhuo, but Taoyuan Village is not too far away, and if it is spread out, I am afraid that it will not be easy to come up, so it is not worried that anyone will find out if it is a Taoist priest in the future.

"Hey, there is such a thing, I don't know which Taoist is where now?"

Will I tell you that You Fang Lao Dao is in my mind, Li Xuan looked at the earnest smiling face of the shopkeeper Wang, and felt speechless for a while.

"Oh, it's Wang who is abrupt!" Shopkeeper Wang snorted when he saw Li Xuan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"It's not that I don't say it, but that the Taoist master left after recuperating in my house for more than a month and after his injuries healed, how can I know where he is now. Li Xuan said indifferently.

"But that Taoist chief has been in my house for more than a month, but he has told a lot of anecdotes, so there will be a lot of this novel in the future, mainly depending on the way everyone cooperates. ”

The last sentence was heard very clearly, and he laughed.

"What does Little Brother Li think about remuneration?" shopkeeper Wang asked with a smile as he put down the manuscript paper in his hand.

"I won't talk about the previous "Xiaoqian", you must know how much you earned. Now let's go the other way, I come here every 10 days to submit the manuscript, and every time you pay me for the manuscript. I have also heard of your "Sanxiang Pavilion", which is located in more than 70 branches in Huizhou, I don't care how much you can earn, every time you only give me this number, and you can't disclose my information. Li Xuan stretched out a finger.

Although he felt that Li Xuan's request behind him was strange, Shopkeeper Wang still agreed in one bite.

"No problem, since the words are all said here, then Wang is in charge of himself, how about a tael of silver?" said the shopkeeper Wang, gritting his teeth.

Compared with the 500 Wen of "Xiao Qian" that was bought out before, this price is indeed good. The key is that this is a long-term development model, and how long we will cooperate in the future depends on the response of the audience.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you're kidding, I'll tell you straight about it eleven two times. In fact, if you calculate the cost yourself, you still make a lot of money. Li Xuan was not interested in guessing with Shopkeeper Wang.

"What? ten taels?" shopkeeper Wang looked at Li Xuan in disbelief.

"Shopkeeper Wang, you heard it right, if you don't think you can accept this price, then goodbye. Li Xuan made a gesture to stand up.

"Hey, Brother Li, don't worry, isn't this negotiating? But the price you proposed is really higher than the maximum authority I can make. Shopkeeper Wang hurriedly got up and held Li Xuan down.

"Little Brother Li, you also know that I am just doing things for others, and this store is not what I say, I have to report this matter to the owner and let her make a decision. It's really good that she will come here tomorrow to inspect the reconciliation, and then everyone will discuss it again to see how the remuneration is calculated. The shopkeeper Wang proposed.

"That's fine, but I still have things to do, and I can't wait long, tomorrow at noon at the latest, or I'll have to try my luck somewhere else." Li Xuan thought to himself, if you don't put a little pressure on you, you are not motivated.

"It's okay, or I'll arrange a place for my little brother to live, and I'll give you an answer before noon tomorrow." The shopkeeper said earnestly.

"You don't need to arrange accommodation, you can rest assured that I won't find someone else to do it until I get your letter. After all, if you were able to accept my words in this novel, I still accept your affection, but at noon tomorrow at the latest. I live in the "Pang Ji Carriage and Horse Shop", and when the time comes, I can send someone to send me a letter. Li Xuan straightened his clothes and stood up.

"Well, I'll get back to you tomorrow. The king's shopkeeper also stood up and bowed.

Li Xuan returned the salute, took the manuscript and left, and the shopkeeper Wang sent him to the door.

Seeing Li Xuan's back disappear into the crowd, Shopkeeper Wang returned to the small hall inside and summoned a young man in Tsing Yi.

"Find two people to follow the kid just now, and if you find him going to another teahouse...... Just find a way to stop him. ”

"Okay shopkeeper. The little guy answered, and was ready to go over and call someone.

"Wait, has the owner arrived?"

"The proprietor arrived at about four o'clock in the afternoon, but he should have rested now, and told you to bring the ledger to her tomorrow, I was about to tell you. The young man in Tsing Yi replied.

Shopkeeper Wang stopped dressing, but after thinking about it, such a major event must be reported to the owner as soon as possible, otherwise it will be too much of a failure if someone else takes the lead.

Quickly put on his clothes, took the manuscript of "Xiao Qian" and said to the little guy in Tsing Yi.

"That kid just now, you show me a little more steady, and you must delay it until tomorrow morning. ”

"Rest assured, you won't be disappointed. The young man in Tsing Yi bowed and replied.

The little guy in Tsing Yi found two companions and followed Li Xuan from a distance, and the shopkeeper Wang also got into a carriage and disappeared into the street.

;