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"So, now the business in the store is already very good, as long as it takes a while, it will no longer be a problem to buy some high-end ingredients." Zou Ming is still very confident in the business of the store.

"Then Ben Xian will wait a little longer." Although Qingfeng's expression was not very happy, he couldn't think of any way to solve this problem.

"Alright, it's eight o'clock, Breeze Immortal, let's go back to the room to create." I have to say that Zou Ming is now looking forward to the creative time at night, just like waiting for his parents to tell stories when he was a child.

When he returned to the room and turned on the computer, Zou Ming found another message in the author's area, informing him that the contract had been received and that "Drunken Tang" had officially changed to a contract status.

Then Zou Ming opened QQ and found that Orange Light had really sent him a message.

[I'll arrange recommendations for you tomorrow, and the update will continue to be kept at 5000 words.] 】

[Okay, thank you Orange Light.] 】

Turn off the orange light in the chat bar and light a cigarette, this time he is going to make an exception to give "Drunken Tang" an excellent recommendation at the beginning, and he is also under a little pressure on this, after all, the recommendation position of the website is like this, but there are more and more new books, and in the case of more monks and less porridge, if the book he pushes up does not produce results, then even if the editor-in-chief does not criticize him, he will be embarrassed.

"It's really unlikely that this drunken Tang won't get results." Orange Light took a hard puff and spat out a smoke ring.

……

Qingfeng said the plot every day as if it had been accurately calculated, always exactly 20,000 words, no more, no less, and could leave an ending that made Zou Ming scratch his heart, so he was extremely looking forward to the next day's code word time.

"Okay, it's still 2,000 words today, but if I don't get satisfied, I'm going to punish you a little." After the 20,000 words were written, Qingfeng immediately said to Zou Ming.

"Ah...... I don't know what the immortals will be punished? For this sudden small punishment, Zou Ming was really a little nervous.

"Actually, it's not a punishment, because the benefits to you are not small." Qingfeng frowned and shook his head, "I saw your handwriting today, it's really a little difficult to get into the elegant hall." ”

"Ahem...... This one. "Zou Ming did take an account book before cooking dinner today, what are the words...... It was a little sloppy, but I didn't expect it to arouse Qingfeng's idea of letting him practice calligraphy.

"It seems that you know something yourself, so from today onwards, if the 2,000 words you have written do not satisfy me, I will have to copy a few pages of the notebook." Qingfeng added after speaking, "Of course, I will also help you." ”

Zou Ming didn't have much resistance to practicing calligraphy, in fact, he really wanted to write well, but in modern society, there is such a convenient computer, there is really no motivation to practice calligraphy.

"Alright, let's start writing." After Qingfeng finished speaking, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

Checking information, wanting to foreshadow, and shaping characters, Zou Ming was as serious as usual when he wrote these 2,000 words today, although he did not resist practicing calligraphy, but he did not deliberately have the idea of receiving punishment.

An hour and a half passed, and after Zou Ming carefully checked his two thousand words, he said to Qingfeng: "Qingfeng Immortal, I'm done." ”

Qingfeng opened his eyes leisurely after hearing this, and began to check Zou Ming's homework.

"Oh? It's made a lot of progress.,This clever shopkeeper is very well shaped.,The plot designed for him is also a bit interesting.,I want to write him into the text.。 Qingfeng gave praise without hesitation.

"Really?" Qingfeng's words surprised Zou Ming, the 2,000 words he wrote a few days ago were basically not adopted by Qingfeng, which made him quite disappointed.

"Well, but the dialogue is too blunt and the description is not good enough, so I'll punish you for copying a page."

"This is also punishable? Then do you have to be completely satisfied with the immortals to go unpunished? Zou Ming originally thought that Qingfeng had praised him for his progress like this, and this little punishment would not be his turn.

"Of course, it's all said that I need to be satisfied, don't you understand what satisfaction means?" Qingfeng looks like he should be.

'Gotta ...... It seems that this copying is going to become a fixed task every day. 'Just kidding, can you make Wen Quxing sit down and the immortal is completely satisfied, is that what a mortal can write!?

"But I don't have a copy of the calligraphy at home." Zou Ming suddenly thought.

"I control your body to write a few pages, not enough for you to copy?" Qingfeng tilted his head to look at Zou Ming, the meaning expressed was very simple, why are you so stupid?

"Enough...... Of course enough, too much. Zou Ming still said the same thing, the immortal pretended to be B, and it was not something that a mortal like him could parry at all.

But then the problem came again, Zou Ming didn't have a brush at home, so he had to take out a pen to make up the numbers, but he didn't expect Qingfeng to be completely picky, and he got into Zou Ming's body and held the pen and began to write on A4 paper.

The heart of the mountain is full of tiger spirit.

Qingfeng controlled Zou Ming to write a line of italic characters, and Zou Ming's feelings were the same as when the little stove god controlled him to stir-fry, and the possession teaching was too hard!

Even a layman like Zou Ming can see how perfectly Qingfeng's two lines of words are written, it is really an iron painting and silver hook, vigorous and upright, and how comfortable it is for people to read.

"Okay, you just copy two lines, one page." Qingfeng's voice sounded in Zou Ming's mind.

A page of A4 paper, although it doesn't seem like much, it still took Zou Ming an hour, mainly because the breeze in his body kept correcting him, so that Zou Ming wrote very carefully, and naturally he couldn't get up soon.

"It's probably the best writing I've ever written." Picking up the A4 paper full of words, Zou Ming was very satisfied, although it was not comparable to Qingfeng's words, but it was a big step for him!

"Tsk, I won't dampen your enthusiasm, let's go first." Qingfeng just wanted to float away after speaking, but he turned around and added, "If you have time, remember to buy a brush and some rice paper to come back, the pen is still not very easy to use." ”

"Got it." Zou Ming nodded.

Waiting for the breeze to drift away, Zou Ming put down his A4 finger, opened the drawer and took out his painting, originally he wanted to frame it, but he felt that it was too exaggerated, so he decided to hide it in the drawer and enjoy it slowly.

"What should I give her in return the next time we meet......" Zou Ming thought as he turned around in his swivel chair, and finally thought that it seemed like a good choice to invite someone to the store for a meal.

After thinking about the return gift, Zou Ming uploaded the latest two chapters, and then washed and fell asleep.