Chapter 2 Cheap

"Good morning, Mr. Doyle."

"Good morning, Mr. Huntelaar."

At eight o'clock in the morning of the third day, Conan Doyle arrived at the hotel as he had done yesterday.

They didn't go out for the past two days, and stayed in the hotel to discuss issues about Sherlock Holmes. Conan Doyle satisfies John's curiosity and explains to him the process and inspiration for conceiving those ingenious detective stories, while John provides the other party with more forensic science knowledge, and almost takes out a fifth of the "Forensic Science" in his head in just two days!

After two days of getting along, both of them gained a lot.

For Conan Doyle's visit, John planned to take three days, and the other party was well aware of this, so he couldn't wait to come over early this morning. In Conan Doyle's view, this Mr. Huntelaar is not only a staunch supporter of his own novels, but also a real treasure trove! Not to mention anything else, all kinds of whimsical ideas related to dead people have emerged one after another, and I don't know how many times in the past two days have left him dumbfounded......

While eating breakfast, Conan Doyle frequently looked at the paper bag in John's hand.

Seeing Conan Doyle's restless look, John was happy, and simply handed the paper bag in his hand to the other party: "Mr. Doyle, this is what I told you, some of my recent records on forensic science research, I hope it will be helpful to your novel!" ”

"Huh? That's great! ”

Conan Doyle, who had been waiting for a long time, was overjoyed and hurriedly took it as if he had received a treasure.

The most important purpose of his visit to London this time is such a valuable record, because according to Mr. Huntelaar's letter, it contains some things that he summarized or personally experimented, which is very suitable for Mr. Holmes's detective career!

And for this statement, Conan Doyle is naturally convinced.

Although his usual communication with Mr. Huntelaar is mainly in novels. But as a physician, and a graduate of the prestigious British school Edinburgh, Conan Doyle naturally does not fail to pay attention to the latest advances in European medicine. The rapid rise of the name Huntelaar in the past two years naturally left a deep impression on him. The other party is a real medical expert, and it is impossible to say something unfounded. Conan Doyle was well aware of the weight of this record.

Resisting the urge to look at it immediately, Conan Doyle said with a grateful face: "Thank you, Mr. Huntelaar, I never thought that a physician could see so much from a dead man......"

"It's my pleasure too!"

Waving his hand, John smiled indifferently: "Mr. Doyle, I have a very clear premonition that Sherlock Holmes will become one of the most successful figures in the history of detective fiction, and you will also become a great detective novelist!" ”

"Uh...... Thank you. ”

It seems that John was not expected to say such a thing at all. Conan Doyle was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Hearing John's words at this time, I'm afraid most people will think that he is deliberately complimenting Conan Doyle, after all, neither Doyle nor Sherlock Holmes has yet to meet the corresponding requirements.

But......

Before Doyle came to his senses, John had already asked with a smile: "Mr. Doyle, are you interested in being a professional novelist?" With a series of Sherlock Holmes detective books, I believe that you should be able to live a prosperous life as a family, right? “

"How is that possible?!"

This time Conan Doyle did not hesitate. He waved his hand directly and said with a wry smile.

When he published his first book, Conan Doyle received his first £25 payment. And then two short stories were published in quick succession, and the manuscript fee also increased a little, reaching a total of almost 100 pounds!

For this era, it is not a small number.

An ordinary British worker earns only a few dozen pounds a year, so a hundred pounds is indeed a lot. But for Doyle, who wants his wife and future children to live a prosperous life. That's not enough!

John also knew this.

At this time, Conan Doyle was at his most interested in writing, because with the publication of four short detective stories, the maverick Sherlock Holmes had attracted the attention of many British people, and gradually began to have his own "fans". And for those who graduated from prestigious schools in Edinburgh. But for Conan Doyle, whose medical career has been struggling, this satisfaction is unimaginable to others.

But John also knew that this situation might not last long.

On the one hand, it is naturally because of the problem of manuscript fees, in this era of extreme backwardness in all aspects, even great works such as "Sherlock Holmes" are difficult to make too much money in the early days. On the other hand, the requirements for the author to conceive and write a detective novel are too high, and each one consumes a lot of Doyle's time and energy, and the gains and losses in between are up to the judges.

Therefore, in real history, Conan Doyle later complained that writing took up too much of his time, wrote the last case that made readers rebel, and chose to go to Vienna to study ophthalmology......

However, with John in this life, this situation is naturally not allowed to happen.

After thinking for a while, he smiled and said, "Mr. Doyle, if I want to buy the rights to the Sherlock Holmes series of novels in North America, I don't know if I can?" “

"What?!"

Dalton was stunned when he heard John's request.

Of course Mr. Huntelaar liked Sherlock Holmes, but he couldn't figure out what the other party was going to do with buying the North American rights to his novels.

Of course, John didn't have a publishing house, but that didn't stop him from nodding and smiling seriously: "Yes, Mr. Doyle, I want to buy the North American rights to the Sherlock Holmes series of novels...... Of course it's a satisfying price, I wonder if you agree? “

"What price?"

Subconsciously, Conan Doyle asked rhetorically.

After a little hesitation, John immediately gave a figure that stunned Doyle: "A hundred pounds for each short story and two hundred pounds for a novella, do you think the price is appropriate?" “

"Two hundred...... Two hundred pounds?! “

After hearing this number, Doyle's expression froze and at the same time, he couldn't help but gasp!

After a moment, Doyle's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, Mr. Huntelaar, the price is too high!" I paid only twenty or thirty pounds to publish a novel in England, and you gave that price all at once...... That's too high! “

Regardless, Conan Doyle thought John was deliberately helping himself.

"Is it tall?"

John raised his eyebrows, blinked and smiled: "Mr. Doyle, for me the opposite, the copyright fee for a Sherlock Holmes novel is only one hundred or two hundred pounds, but it is very cheap......

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I'm so sleepy, I've fallen asleep twice, let's make it shorter today. (To be continued......)