Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Freshly Baked Tabloid Papers
Gu Yushi pushed open the door, she felt extremely tired this day, and she couldn't accept what was coming, she just wanted to have a good sleep. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Gu Yushi threw himself on the bed, but after a while, his aggrieved emotions could no longer be suppressed, and he choked silently.
Mo Qian on the other side had already finished taking a shower and was lying comfortably on the bed, faintly hearing Gu Yushi's footsteps, "Is that little Nizi back?" What are you doing out and coming back so late? ”
Looking back, others are just borrowing to live here, and of course it's her freedom to do what she wants, and she has nothing to interfere with.
He turned his head over again and continued to sleep, only for a while, Mo Qian pricked up his ears, as if someone was crying?
Mo Qian's room was not far away from Gu Yushi, and he was only a few steps away from the opposite door.
Mo Qian thought about it, got up and got dressed, "Let's go and see, don't anything happen." ”
Knocked on the door three times, "Miss Gu, are you there?" No one responded, "Miss Gu, are you back?" Answer me! ”
Slowly pushed open the door, walked in, the room was dark, and when I walked to the bed, the quilt was a little messy, but the person was not there.
Mo Qian frowned, hasn't he come back yet? Did I hear it wrong?
But just now I heard someone crying.
There was another low sobbing sound behind him, Mo Qian turned his head, and through the moonlight outside the window, he only saw a delicate body huddled up behind the door panel, his head lying on his knees, and the low sobbing came from here.
Mo Qian slowly squatted down by the door, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Gu Yu, "Wipe it." For girls, he has no way at all, helpless, he has never been in love in his previous life.
Gu Yushi raised his head, his eyes were red from crying, and the pear blossoms on his face were full of haggardness.
Gu Yushi didn't speak, but as a result, the handkerchief in Mo Qian's hand was wiped on his face, and after only a while, the handkerchief was soaked with tears.
Gu Yushi still lowered his head, helplessly, Mo Qian touched his body, couldn't find the second handkerchief, and handed over the sleeve of his left hand.
"I don't have a handkerchief anymore, if you want to cry, use my sleeve."
Gu Yushi was not polite, and pulled his sleeve over to wipe his tears.
Mo Qian thought for a while, and put his right hand on her shoulder, "If you want to cry, just cry, it will be ....... good."
Before Mo Qian's words were finished, he felt a fiery delicate body pounce into his arms.
"Why? Why did my closest master force me to marry someone I didn't like? My mother died in childbirth, my father was killed as a traitor, and I can only follow the master since I was a child, I listen to everything she says, but why is she not satisfied with what I do, and now she is forcing me to marry someone I don't like? ”
Mo Qian could feel her body twitching and twitching, and he didn't know what to say, so he let Gu Yushi hold it like this.
The joy of getting a breakthrough in practice has long been thrown away, and Gu Yushi's crying made him seem to see himself back then, crying at the door of the orphanage in the snowstorm, all the same helpless.
Gu Yushi was in a daze, he said a lot, and Mo Qian also listened to a lot.
It turned out that Gu Yushi's father was originally an official of the imperial court, an official to the third rank, and a feudal official, who was in charge of the military war with the Beiyu Empire, the old enemy of Great Qi.
However, in a later battle against Beiyu, it was somehow said that he was collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, resulting in the Great Qi losing 50,000 troops, directly losing three cities, and paying countless "New Year's coins" to Beiyu.
To this day, that battle is still a shame for Daqi.
And Gu Yushi's father Gu Hong was finally sentenced to beheading by the imperial court, Gu's family was raided, Gu Yushi lived on the streets, and she was also adopted by her master Li Wuxin when she was young.
said that it was adopted, but Gu Yushi's childhood was very hard, and he did everything to do laundry and fire.
Li Wuxin didn't really treat her as a real disciple, and it wasn't until she emerged in martial arts after the age of ten that she jumped to the ranks of geniuses in Wuxintang, and she really enjoyed the treatment of a disciple.
All this, for Li Wuxin, is maintained by a relationship of exchange of interests, and when Gu Yushi shows a value that satisfies her, she will devote herself to cultivating her.
But it was obvious that when Gu Yushi could be exchanged for greater value, Li Wuxin would not hesitate to give her up.
And this greater interest is naturally Nangong Lin.
If he can get the support of the Jingxin Hall where Nangong Lin is located, his own power will definitely go further and sweep away the other sects in the Qianyuan Sect.
Slowly, Gu Yushi's voice lowered, and neither of them spoke anymore.
The moonlit night was silent, the night was deeper, and it became more and more silent, I don't know how long it took, Gu Yushi's crying finally stopped slowly, Mo Qian looked into his arms, Gu Yushi had fallen asleep.
At this time, it was already full of sunshine outside the window, Mo Qian hugged Gu Yushi to the bed, covered it with a quilt, and slowly withdrew from her room.
Surprisingly, Mo Qian didn't have much anger, Mo Qian had experienced such a thing in his previous life, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing in another world.
Some just have a deep sense of powerlessness, and sure enough, no matter where they are, strength comes first, otherwise they can only be slaughtered.
Mo Qian walked out of Gu Yushi's room, he didn't sleep all night, but because of the reason why he practiced the first level of "Xuanji Heart Method" yesterday, he didn't feel sleepy, and now he is still in good spirits.
After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he calmly went to the stall outside the yamen and bought two breakfasts, one in Gu Yushi's room, and then went to the county ya's wing, which was his daily office.
Not long after he sat down, he saw Liu Cheng rushing over with a bunch of pamphlets.
Seeing Mo Qian, Liu Cheng's face was both tired and a little happy, "Lord County, I have already had these booklets printed overnight, I have made a hundred copies first, see how the response is, if it is good, we will print it again immediately, here is the sample, my lord, can you see what else needs to be modified?" ”
Mo Qian nodded lightly and picked up a booklet, which simply wrote the lives and lives of some people in the rivers and lakes, as well as the weapons used, special moves, and martial arts realms, and nothing else.
Although it is very common, but for some gamblers, this is already a great magic weapon, with this information, the winning rate of betting will definitely exceed seventy percent, Mo Qian is sure that as long as the price of these booklets is not too outrageous, someone will definitely rush to buy it.
"Lord County, how much do we price this booklet?" Liu Cheng asked.
Since knowing Mo Qian's ability to make money against the sky, Liu Cheng's respect for Mo Qian has not changed at all, but when he called him the county lord again, it was no longer that meaning, and there was a faint hint of profiteer.
"Three taels of silver." Mo Qian slowly rubbed the booklet in his hand, and the smell of ink on it had not yet dissipated.
"Whoa." The remaining booklets in Liu Cheng's hand were all smashed to the ground without the slightest buffer.
"My lord, I think it's a lot of fifty yuan, and no matter how high it is, we may not be able to sell it."
Liu Cheng looked like he didn't believe it when he was bitten by a dog, he thought that the booklet that Mo Qian sold yesterday was already a sky-high price of one or two silver, but he didn't expect it to be sold for three taels of silver today.
Three taels of silver, even a solid person may not be able to use it for a month.
Mo Qian smiled: "Liu Xiancheng, don't believe it, if you go out and shout three taels of silver, if someone makes a counteroffer, don't sell it to him, do you know that the strange goods can live?" ”
Although Mo Qian did not graduate from economics and management, he had been mixed up with the exam-oriented education for so many years, and he was not a little higher than Liucheng in this regard, even if he was fooled, he could be stunned for a while.
"You first have to know what those people think, these people who want to buy the booklet, they are looking for timeliness, you have to let them know that as long as they get this booklet, they will win, so if they buy it early, they can win it early.
Three taels of silver is really insignificant to their profits. What they want is not cheap, because they may think that what you are selling is not good, what they want is first-hand information, which can make them win money. ”
Liu Cheng was stunned by Mo Qian's words, of course, Liu Cheng did not study psychology like Mo Qian, and he only knew a little about these.
Mo Qian then explained: "You go one step further, if someone buys this booklet, will he show the information he has in his hand to others? So how can others be left behind? What about giving away a good chance to win? At that time, as long as one person buys it, the people around it will definitely follow suit, and it will definitely not fail to sell. ”
Liu Cheng is a smart man, and he immediately figured out the reason, "My lord, then I'll go and prepare for printing now." ”
After that, he walked out in a hurry.