Su Chen made a few drinks, left the restaurant and waited patiently in the corner of the door, and sure enough, not long after, the storyteller left the restaurant with his grandson.

"Old man, walk slowly, I have a few words to say!" Su Chen stepped forward.

"You are?" The storyteller turned away in amazement, a little surprised.

Su Chen said: "I was in the Fan Family Restaurant, I listened to Your Excellency's story, I have some ideas, and I plan to talk to each other. ”

Old man Zhang saw that he was dressed as a scholar, behaved decently, and looked a little learned, so he didn't dare to slack off, and arched his hand and said: "Childe is polite, the old man's surname is Zhang, his name is Zhang Dachuan, I don't know what Childe commands?" ”

Su Chen said: "May I ask Your Excellency, do you have any new stories?" ”

Old man Zhang shook his head and said embarrassedly: "I'm ashamed to say it, the old man knows a limited amount of words, and he has finished talking about everything he can say, and he has said it several times in a loop, but the effect is not good, and he plans to leave Runzhou and go south at the end of the month." ”

Su Chen thought to himself that it was just right, sending charcoal in the snow, it was easier to promote cooperation than icing on the cake.

"Sir, let's talk while we walk."

"That's good!" Old man Zhang saw that this boy was knowledgeable and reasonable, and he didn't look like a gentleman, so he relaxed his guard, pulled his grandson to follow Su Chen on the street, and continued to walk north.

"As for me, I usually like to listen to stories, and I also like to write legendary stories, strange novels, which can be used as a book for the old gentleman to tell the book!"

"You know how to write a script?" Old man Zhang was surprised.

Because since the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang dynasties for hundreds of years, poetry and songs have been circulated a lot, but there are not many legendary words, one is that many literati and writers feel that the words are vulgar words, and there are very few people who write them.

Second, there are already thinking patterns and rules for writing poems, five words and seven rules, and lyrics for music cards, all of which have formed a mature system. These legendary novels are not yet out of order for the time being, and the Sui and Tang dynasties controlled the speech of the monsters and ghosts, so the development of legendary novels is still slow.

Not to mention that Old Man Zhang has little contact, even people in the upper class, there are not many small talk books that can be contacted, and there are very few circulating and praising in the market.

Su Chen nodded and said, "Yes, I prefer this mouthful, so I wrote some." ”

Zhang Dachuan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he seemed to guess the other party's intention, and said: "Can you let the old man borrow it, if you can use it, we can pay for the book, although we don't have much money, but we can find peers to contribute together and buy it together." ”

Su Chen smiled and said: "That's it, I'll give you a manuscript of the script tomorrow, you can take a look, if it can be used, if you can, we can cooperate, but you don't need to pay a commission in advance to buy, I just need to share the profits, you use the content of my script, and the money you earn every day will be shared with me." ”

"This ......" Zhang Dachuan thought for a while, it is indeed a lot to take half of it, unless the content of the script is really good and the income can be increased, it is cost-effective.

"Then you have to read the content before you can decide, if the script is not popular, half of the profit will be deducted by the restaurant after the storytelling, and then half of it will be shared with you, old here, I'm afraid it will not be enough to make a living."

Su Chenchengzhu said: "You can rest assured, this commentary should be able to arouse the interest of the audience, and it is possible to earn more than a thousand dollars a day, in the same chapter, you can say it once in the afternoon and in the afternoon, and then talk about the new content the next day, and if you continue to talk about it, there will be more and more listeners." ”

"Oh, a lot of chapters?"

"Yes, it's twenty or thirty times the volume of the short story you are talking about now, which can be stretched and form a fan effect."

Zhang Laohan doesn't understand what fans, but with a large volume, he can indeed attract more listeners and come to listen often.

"Then try it first? The old man can't wait to see the contents of the script. ”

"Okay, tomorrow morning, let's meet at the head of the Guanhe bridge in front." Su Chen said.

"Okay!" Zhang Dachuan nodded in agreement, and asked more: "I don't know the name of Gongzi Gao?" ”

"Su ...... Yixuan! Su Chen didn't want to say his name for the time being, lest the other party hear that he was a gentleman and owed a huge debt, so he would be associated with an unreliable ruffian.

"It's Su Gongzi!" Zhang Dachuan subconsciously gave up.

"See you tomorrow!" Su Chen waved his hand, ignoring this false courtesy, and wanted to rush back to make sugar gourds and study soap processing methods.

Zhang Dachuan looked at Su Chen's distant back, and suddenly, subconsciously exclaimed: "Su what? ”

"Grandpa, it's Su Yixuan!" The grandson next to him remembered.

"Could it be that he is Su Yixuan who wrote "Qu Yuguan"? The Jinling genius whom Bai Susu, the little lady of the Bai family, admires? Zhang Dachuan thought of this, and immediately became excited, he can not only write the lyrics that will be passed down to future generations, but the words must not be bad, this time he is really lucky.

"Grandpa, what kind of Quyu pipe?" The child didn't understand it yet.

"Don't inquire more, don't tell anyone about this, and don't reveal the name of this son, otherwise, this son will be easily poached by others, and we won't be able to make a lot of money." Zhang Dachuan is also very shrewd, and subconsciously plans to cover the news, just let his grandchildren know, so as not to be dug up by his peers.

………

When Su Chen returned home, Ling'er had already sorted out a basket of seedless mountain fruits, and she was very serious.

"Brother Su Chen, you're back." Yang Ling'er was very happy, stood up and ran over to greet him, seeing that he was carrying a lot of things in his hands, he asked curiously, "What are these?" ”

"The material from which soap is made." Su Chen said simply, no matter how much she has, she can't understand it.

"That'...... What about these wines? ”

"Put it in a different dendrobium, I'll use it later!"

After explaining this, Su Chen began to think about the principle of making soap when he was doing experiments in high school.

The materials are complete, including lard, salt, lime and alkali.

The first step is to stir, add water to an idle pot, add alkali at the same time, and when the alkali is all melted, add grease, continue to heat and stir constantly.

The second step is saponification, wait for the ingredients in the pot to boil and then switch to low heat to continue heating, and also keep stirring to make the oil fully saponified, this process takes a long time, even a whole day.

Su Chen told Ling'er to add some firewood to the stove from time to time, the fire could not be broken, and then wait for it to saponify itself. He turned his head and began to make sugar gourds, which was his most direct profit project in the early stage, and he needed to stick to it, and the activity funds were enough before he could invest in the soap and brewing project.

Otherwise, without financial support, there will be no materials to make it, and it will be difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

Busy until the evening, Ling'er cooked porridge and radish root pickles, and dealt with it like this.

"Just eat this?"

"Brother Su Chen, there is no other ...... at home"

"......." Su Chen was speechless.

He is hard to swallow, but Yang Ling'er eats very deliciously, maybe because of the hunger in the past two years, Xiao Nizi is twelve years old, not tall, only one meter three or four tall, more delicate and petite, and the skin is also a little dark, fortunately, the facial features are exquisite, double eyelids, and the eyes are black and white, very smart and energetic.

"When you sell it tomorrow, you go buy ten catties of rice, weigh a few catties of meat back, as well as vegetables, seasonings, etc., we will also improve our lives, look at your skinny." Su Chen was a little distressed.

Yang Ling'er said: "Brother Su Chen, we still have to save money to pay off our debts." ”

Su Chen shook his head and smiled: "I don't care about that, only if we eat well and eat well, we will have the energy to work and earn enough five hundred yuan as soon as possible!" ”

"Okay then." Yang Ling'er was a little reluctant, but she still couldn't resist Su Chen.

"After washing the dishes, come to the study and read!" Su Chen is very attentive to Ling'er's reading and learning, and if he doesn't teach anymore, he will become illiterate in the future, how can he marry a good family.

At night, the rain in Jiangnan is coming, and the rain outside is murmuring, falling on the banana leaves in the courtyard, making a crisp echo.

In the study, the light was like a bean, Yang Linger sat at the table and read carefully, while Su Chen next to him was writing hard and wrote the first episode of "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties": The Lord of Sui raised troops to replace Chen, and the King of Jin won the succession.