He ...... Is that really what you said? Su Mingyue listened to Ruyu's return, and suddenly couldn't tell whether Li Xiangzhi was a joke or the truth. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Su Mingyue always avoids Li Xiangzhi, and this time it's the same, she really can't be sure, is Li Xiangzhi starting to get angry, if that's the case, then Li Xiangzhi is really likely to do something to confess in public for the sake of anger, so Su Mingyue's face has to be ripe.

"It's true, miss, my uncle is very serious. It's horrible. Ruyu looked palpitating.

Finally, Su Mingyue gave up her conjecture and said with a look of shame and anger: "How can he be ...... like this?"

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Suzhou Chengbei Printing Workshop.

Li Xiangzhi was holding a thick stack of books and papers, and was directing several leaders back and forth to say that it seemed that his first volume of novel had been completed, and he had written more than 100,000 words.

Li Xiangzhi has been here for more than an hour, and almost all the novels he is about to produce have been explained to the operators of the printing workshop, and Zhang Mengjin has only come at this time.

"Xiangzhi!"

"You're here? Why is it so slow? ”

"You don't know that my house is far away from here! Is your writing ready? Let me evaluate one or two and see if I can rate the best. Zhang Mengjin wiped a handful of sweat and shouted.

A steward surnamed Liu held Li Xiangzhi's manuscript in his hand and said excitedly: "Gongzi Zhang, this is ...... What a strange book, isn't it? This book is sure to be a bestseller. ”

Zhang Mengjin smiled: "Is it so exaggerated? Show me. ”

Next, Zhang Mengjin stood quietly in place, constantly turning the manuscript paper, and read it intently without saying a word. I was already attracted by the scene of "Painted Skin" written by Lee Sang-zhi. I watched it for nearly half an hour, and after Li Xiangzhi fully explained, he was still indulging in it, Li Xiangzhi pushed Zhang Mengjin proudly for a while, and said, "How?" ”

Zhang Mengjin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's too shocking, Xiangzhi, you ...... Your book not only has a unique style fine-tuning, but also breaks the general Zhiwei book, which ...... This...... This can't be considered a strange novel, right? What's even more rare is that there are some text paragraphs that meet the clear difference, which makes it clear at a glance and easy to read! ”

"I call it a fantasy novel."

Because the printing of the Ming Dynasty was simply distinguished by pauses, periods (circles), and wavy lines, which was very inconvenient to read, Li Xiangzhi simply added commas, colons, brackets (instead of quotation marks), question marks, etc. according to the typesetting method of vertical books in later generations.

"Yes, the demons in it are so powerful, so realistic, and the dreamlike scene suddenly rushed into my mind, in the same way, you are really a genius."

Steward Liu said: "If Zhang Gongzi is out of the market, I hope that the western area of Suzhou City can be handed over to us for sale alone." How about a discount of 8 cents per book? ”

"Huh? Well, I said that this book doesn't make Li Gongzi's money, you can talk to Li Gongzi about this. ”

Li Xiangzhi said: "Steward Liu's book, are you sure it can be a big hit?" ”

"Yes, yes, sure." Steward Liu's eyes were shining.

"Do you have branches in other cities? For example, Jinling, Yangzhou, Hangzhou, Beijing and other places? ”

Steward Liu is proficient in the way of buying and selling, Li Xiangyi said, naturally understood in his heart: "This nature, our 'scholar' has been established for 11 years, and there are more or less shadows of us in major cities. Does Childe want to sell nationwide? That's the best. ”

"In fact, I have already prepared the preliminary draft of this book in my belly, and I am ready to publish three volumes, the first volume does not matter how much is printed or how little, as long as I ensure that it has a good reputation in major cities, when the time comes, the second and third volumes...... I mean, do a good job of post-publicity, and sell at the same time across the country. "Modern novels have no copyrights, and what they make is quick money, and Li Xiangzhi plans to earn enough money for his wife at one time.

Steward Liu is proficient in the way of buying and selling, and these ways are naturally easy to understand.

"Then the first book will be 100,000 copies......"

"Huh?" Zhang Mengjin smacked his tongue and said, "So many? ”

"If you want to cast a nationwide net, is this still a few?" Steward Liu groaned. "However, this is a big project, and I'm afraid your small workshop can't afford to run it. Why don't you just let the book workshop accept it? ”

"This can't work, it must be printed with Mengjin's bookstore."

Li Xiangzhi secretly thought to Xiao Jiujiu in his heart: "If it is moved to your own workshop, then who knows how many copies you can print out in a day, and the pirates outside have not yet surrounded you, so they will let you pirate them first." ”

"Well, then, I'll go and ask the head of our workshop to send three hundred workers. Or is it produced by your workshop, but the sales of all three volumes are handed over to us to handle the book, and the profit will be divided into 28%, and my book will account for 80% of the profit? ”

"Good! Deal! Li Xiangzhi agreed without hesitation. For him, writing these three volumes should have seen most of the storyline in the cinema, so it won't take too long to write the book, which is the first point, and the second point is that he is completely empty gloves white wolf. The third point is that it is not a small part to take two components, and it is true that the writing remuneration of writers in the Ming Dynasty is very violent, but it is very rare to share profits like this, and they are basically bought out of the works. If Zhang Mengjin hadn't promised not to make his money, it would be difficult to get into it, he wasn't greedy, if a book could make money, then he could write a second and third book.

Steward Liu was suddenly full of energy, as if he had seen the performance of the past few months multiplied and rolled exponentially, and his own commission came in an uproar.

Li Xiangzhi said to Zhang Mengjin: "Mengjin, your workshop took this opportunity to change its name, what 'Zhang's Printing Workshop' has no nutrition at all." ”

Zhang Mengjin was still reading the novel, and said without looking back: "Then what do you say it will be changed to?" ”

"It's better to call it 'Magic Production', decorate the door, and hang a big word, which makes people's eyes bright and refreshing."

Zhang Mengjin's eyes suddenly lit up and said: "Okay, it's called 'Magic Production', it's really insightful." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Mengjin suddenly looked at Li Xiangzhi's manuscript and looked at it, and suddenly became puzzled.

Li Xiangzhi asked, "What?" Something wrong with the novel? Which bridge? ”

"The novel is fine, but your handwriting is fine." Zhang Mengjin stared at Li Xiangzhi with burning eyes, and said, "What are you writing with?" ”

"Charcoal!" Li Xiangzhi said without concealment.

"Recently, it has been rumored that a person named Li Xiaoyao is reselling Mr. Shen's masterpiece, and he is painting with charcoal, which not only causes major rumors, but also attracts the attention of major painters......"

Li Xiangzhi smiled embarrassedly: "Not bad!" I am that Li Xiaoyao. ”

"Really?" Zhang Mengjin suddenly raised the decibels.

"Calm, calm, it's just a little bit of a mess, cough cough, Mengjin, you know and I know about this matter, but you can't just talk about it."

"In the same way, you are really the direction of my struggle. I envy you so much, now that you are a generation of famous craftsmen in the painting world. Zhang Mengjin looked envious, and then asked curiously: "How can you paint with charcoal?" ”

Li Xiangzhi blinked and said: "Well, I forgot the specific situation, but I guess it should be that my family was poor when I was young, paper and ink were too expensive, and it would be too wasteful if it was used to practice calligraphy. ”

Zhang Mengjin repented: "Hey? There are such benefits to being poor. If I had been poor since I was a child, I guess I would have been a great master by now. No, you have to teach me this charcoal painting, if you are the first person in charcoal painting, then I have learned, isn't it the second person in charcoal painting? It's a little exciting to think about! ”

"No problem, but you have to pay close attention to the manuscript of this novel, don't lose it, otherwise I will be in big trouble if it spreads."

"If it were me, I wish I had become famous earlier, what are I afraid of?"

"This, I said some shameless lies last time for the sake of my stomach, and if it spreads, my reputation will be ruined. I want to wait for a while, when the turmoil calms down a little, then I won't be afraid, when the time comes, the painting is mine, and I will say that it was stolen, and I won't admit to Li Xiaoyao......"

"Hmm...... There is some truth, but this is fine, let me learn for a month first, and after grasping the general situation, I will go out for a while. By then...... It also made me beautiful for a while. ”

"Despise it!"