Afternoon.

Just as Fang Jiu was writing "The Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation" with a brush in the room in great pain in order to print the book, a piece of news suddenly spread in Fengqi Tower.

"Sister Qing, have you heard? Jin Yuelou invited Qin Xiucai to go, and it is said that he will also tell a story tonight! ”

"Huh? No way? In such a high-end place as Jinyue Building, do you also want to use this method to attract customers? ”

"What's the use of a high grade? The most important thing is to be able to get your customers in your hands! ”

"If that's the case, then we'll have a lot fewer guests tonight......

"That's it! And I've heard that many other Qinglou have also invited a lot of scholars to come over! We'll probably have fewer guests! ”

"What then? I don't want to serve those peddlers anymore! ”

"Nobody wants it......"

“……”

Fengqi Tower is not big, and there are not many people, and after a while, the news of kung fu will spread completely.

For a while, the girls in the building were worried, you must know that Mother Yang may not have earned much silver in the past three days, but their small life is extremely comfortable, among them, the girls with better posture may also need to accompany the sons and brothers who spend the night, but the vast majority of girls with poor posture only need to go to the side to serve tea and pour water when Fang Jiu is telling stories.

And just like that, they earned a lot more reward than they used to accompany those small merchants and vendors, and they didn't have to endure nausea all night to serve people.

Now that they are just used to this kind of good life, this kind of change suddenly occurs, and this change is very likely to beat them back to their original shape again, which makes them not worried! How not to be nervous!

After a while, one girl after another poured into Yang's mother's room.

"Mom, you should think of a way!"

"That's it, we finally have this kind of grand occasion, but we can't let other Qinglou snatch the guests away!"

"Yes! If the guests are snatched away, it will be difficult to snatch the guests back! ”

"Mom's ......"

The girls were gossiping, and the more Mama Yang listened, the more irritable she became, and finally she couldn't help but slap the table hard, and said angrily with a black face: "Shut up for me, don't I know the seriousness of the matter?" ”

The girls were startled and lowered their heads. Mother Yang took a few deep breaths and forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart, and then continued: "I know you are all worried, but this matter is not something that you can solve if you are worried, so from now on, none of you should talk about this matter anymore, I will handle it properly, do you know?" ”

The girls nodded incredulously. Mother Yang waved her hand and said impatiently: "Okay, let's go out!" ”

After a while, the room was completely quiet, and Mother Yang paced around the room with a gloomy face. In the corner of the room, Zhao Si stood there uneasily, a pair of small eyes sneaking a glance at Mama Yang from time to time, he could feel that Mama Yang was on the verge of exploding at any time at the moment.

Time passed minute by minute, and Mother Yang was silent, and she didn't know how many laps she had paced in the house.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Si finally couldn't bear this invisible pressure, thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Mom, since we can't stop them in this matter, why don't we let it be!" ”

Speaking of this, he was taken aback when he saw Mama Yang looking over with a dark face, and hurriedly explained: "Mom, don't get me wrong, I want to say that since the guests love Fang Jiu's story so much, even if other Qinglou launches a new story, it will definitely not be able to snatch away many guests!" ”

Mother Yang stopped in front of Zhao Si and looked at him quietly with a frown.

Zhao Si's head pressed even lower, and said timidly: "Why don't we ask Fang Jiu, after all, he should have some experience in this area!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Si quietly glanced upward, only to see that the gloomy color on Yang Ma's face disappeared at some point, and a faint smile appeared instead.

"I didn't expect you kid to have a little brain! Let's go, let's go find Fang Jiu! Mother Yang smiled and patted Zhao Si on the shoulder, and then couldn't wait to turn around and leave the house.

After a while, the two came to Fang Jiu's house and briefly explained the situation to him.

"Fang Gongzi, you see that other Qinglou is also learning from you to tell stories now, shouldn't we also be prepared?" Mother Yang asked worriedly.

Fang Jiu shook his head with a smile and said, "There's no need to prepare, no one likes to listen to their books!" ”

"Are you so sure?" The two of them were startled and asked at the same time.

"Of course!" Fang Jiu nodded without hesitation. It's not that he looks down on those scholars, but everything needs a development process, "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals" has also gone through countless predecessors to emerge, and those scholars who only know the subset of classics and history want to write a blockbuster popular novel like crossing the river by feeling the stones, it is impossible without a year or two of effort.

But now that someone is ready to fight with him in public, he can also take this opportunity to completely start the name of "The Legend of Mortal Cultivation of Immortals", so that he will have a bigger bargaining chip when he negotiates with Wang Yishan, and after the book is printed, I am afraid that it will sell well without even publicity, and maybe it can be sold all over the country!

Thinking of this, Fang Jiu's eyes gradually lit up, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart!

Meanwhile.

Many other Qinglou also learned about Jin Yuelou's invitation to Qin Xiucai to tell the story tonight.

For a while, many of the old bustards in Qinglou were itching with hatred, you must know that they had just reacted today, but they didn't expect Jin Yuelou to prepare the story so quickly.

Although they worked hard to get the story online tomorrow night, they fell behind step by step, and even if they were only one day behind, it would be a big loss.

Of course, there are still many sane people who are coldly waiting for tonight's results, after all, Fengqilou's momentum in the past few days is unique, and they want to snatch customers from its hands, although it is not impossible, but they have little experience in storytelling after all.

And Jin Yuelou, as a rising bird, will provide them with valuable experience no matter whether they succeed or fail tonight.

Therefore, when the sky gradually darkened, all the old bustards of the Qinglou and the stewards of the Qingqi Pavilion in Hangzhou focused their eyes on Jinyue Tower and Fengqi Tower.