"Thirty shares?"

"yes. "www.biquge.info Xue Fang explained, "We think about it, and we have nothing to repay you, so that's all." ”

"However, I didn't contribute money and effort, so isn't this equivalent to taking it for nothing?"

Mei Xueyan just felt that Cui Xiancheng and Xue Fang and his wife could have a deep friendship, and with their own ability, it was impossible to open a printing shop for the time being, and other printing workshops would not print novels, so they could only cooperate with Cui Xue and his wife.

Helping them is equivalent to helping herself, Mei Xueyan only thinks about the dividends after her novel is sold, and she is not greedy for extra money.

"Don't be too busy saying no." Xue Fang said seriously, "It may be just a gesture for you, but it is a great favor for our couple, if it weren't for you, we don't know where we are now, not to mention, with your unique movable type printing, it is equivalent to finding a way for our ancestors to survive." ”

Cui Xiancheng also said: "Yes, we are not white-eyed wolves, and we still understand the truth of retribution."

Mei Xueyan hesitated, she was in the Lin Mansion, but she was not generous, and silver wealth was the most important thing.

"That's it, anyway, we'll just send the silver." Xue Fang smiled, "Actually, we also have a little selfishness, girl, you are hot, and in the future, you will publish a collection of poems and write novels, so the printing right will always be handed over to your own printing workshop, right?" ”

"I don't dare to say that the poetry collection will be written, and I will write another novel in my spare time in a while, and we will make money together!"

"So fast?" Xue Fang exclaimed, "Isn't it going to be written for several years?" I've heard of some novelists who have worked hard all their lives to complete a book, and some have never finished it until they die, leaving regrets. ”

"About half a month is enough."

Mei Xueyan thought about it, and when she practiced calligraphy, she had already written a beginning, and if it weren't for the slow polishing of calligraphy, she would have been able to finish writing in a day or two.

"That's just right!" Xue Fang said happily, "To be honest, I'm a little addicted to watching it, it's okay to flip through "A Chinese Ghost Story", there is something new every time, now it's okay, there are new ones!" ”

Mei Xueyan couldn't help sighing, she was still a poor egg a quarter of an hour ago, but at this moment she became one of the owners of Chengfang Printing Workshop.

Although the scale of Chengfang Printing Workshop has been reduced by half due to the impact of the Ma family, they have a more time-saving and labor-saving movable type printing, and the efficiency of ten guys is higher than that of other twenty.

Xue Fang's vision and Cui Xiancheng's business ability, why worry about not making money?

The trio replaced the wine with tea and entertained themselves to celebrate a cup.

Cui Xiancheng said calmly: "Let's not be too happy too early, we will work overnight tonight, and it will be completed tomorrow, how to sell it."

"Your husband and wife's old customers are all here, right? Isn't it feasible to sell them a bookstore? ”

This Mei Xueyan is a layman, she has no experience in trading, and she mainly has to listen to the views of their couple.

"Yanniang, don't you know, the Ma family relies on their wealth and wealth, and they are the only printing workshop of "Poetry Newspaper", secretly running various bookstores, only trading with their families, and leaving no room for other printing houses."

Xue Fang sighed, he is the richest man in Lin'an, and if Chengfang Printing Workshop wants to stand, it must withstand the impact of the Ma family, which is also the most difficult place.

Cui Xiancheng thought about it: "If I go to lobby in person, there are probably five or six bookstores that can risk offending the Ma family and give me some thin noodles."

After Mei Xueyan heard this, she knew that this time she was destined to be opposed to the Ma family.

"It's better to divide the soldiers into two ways, on the one hand, it is a bookstore, and the other is simply retail to readers, that is, to spend money to hire some schoolchildren, once the name is made and things are popular, then it will be the turn of the bookstore to beg us."

Xue Fang is a shrewd person, and he can understand it at all.

"That's a great idea! Yan Niang, now that you have been admitted to Maocai, you are only famous, let's start with the literati, they will not be stingy with your name! ”

Mei Xueyan nodded slightly, and asked, "I'm still curious, Master Xu just went to the Lin Mansion today to release the list, how do you know?"

"When you were in the county government, the matter spread, not to mention the scholars, that is, our people, what we like to talk about every day is the talent of the imperial examination. Let's just discuss the printing workshop, and forget to congratulate you. ”

Mei Xueyan herself didn't think that when she heard that the family of the person who was admitted to Xiucai would hold a banquet to celebrate, she just regarded it as an ordinary thing, and she lived it as she should.

After talking for a while, Steward Zhao came in and saw that the owner was meeting guests, and seemed to stop talking.

"Steward Zhao, if you have something to say, Miss Mei will also be the owner of our printing workshop in the future." Cui Xiancheng introduced.

Steward Zhao glanced at Mei Xueyan and thought, isn't she Mei Maocai, who has been famous recently? They are all above the top, and they look down on businessmen the most, how can they mix and sell? Could it be that the Lin Mansion also wants a piece of the pie?

"Boss, the guy has already lined up some letters, and I don't know how to use them yet, so I have to listen to your orders. Also, how should we print the cover? ”

Cui Xiancheng patted his head, a bunch of big and small things, and forgot the cover.

Xue Fang helped to come up with an idea: "Mei Maocai is a well-known name, you can't just put it away, so you don't need a pen name, right?"

Mei Xueyan still thought that her real name was too squeamish, but she preferred stronger words, and she could only give up by taking a pen name she liked.

After Steward Zhao received the order, he didn't go out immediately, looking at Cui Xiancheng with some hesitation.

"Don't ramble, you can be blunt about something." Cui Xiancheng urged.

Steward Zhao asked, "Boss, do we really want to print ...... Folktale? ”

"yes, what's wrong?"

Steward Zhao took a deep breath and said with determination: "This ...... Someone buys this stuff too? Except for us ordinary people who go to listen to and hear about the book, no one is willing to spend this unjust money to buy a broken novel, and it is too awkward to take it back as a solution paper, and it is expensive. And readers can't wait to eat the Four Books and Five Classics into their stomachs, how can they have the leisure to read stories elegantly? ”

Mei Xueyan smiled, this Zhao steward is a sincere person.

"Mei Maocai, I said you must not take it to heart. You are Maocai, writing some elegant poems is the right way, you are only famous now, doing anything is better than writing a story, isn't it not a bad job. ”

"You are the third grandmother of the Lin Mansion, you don't have to worry about food and clothing, but we are a group of people, counting on the printing workshop to eat, the owner, you can't fool around with you! I'm done...... Well, it's me who talks a lot, and the owner decides, and I don't want to point fingers. ”

Steward Zhao muttered dissatisfiedly as he went out.

The three people who were splashed with a basin of cold water were not affected, the printing workshop was busy, Cui Xiancheng went to the bookstore, and Xue Fang went to hire people.

Mei Xueyan became the shopkeeper, and she only returned home when the cups and plates of the Lin Mansion dinner were messy.

Lin Sanlang stood in the moon cave of Xiangzhuyuan and caught a straight shot.