Boss Qian invited Yin Ming to sit down and asked someone to bring tea.

Yin Ming didn't care, but Yin Deng despised this fat man very much.

This tea is called a sky full of stars, and it is said to be tea, but it is actually tea foam.

Even in the eyes of ordinary people, this thing is not a good thing.

The tea that served Yin Deng in the restaurant just now is not known how many times more precious than this.

Big Boss Qian didn't feel ashamed at all.

He sat opposite Yin Ming with a serious face.

"Mr. Yin, that's right. ”

"I have heard that you have written a lot of scriptures, and after reading them, you will be able to practice. ”

"But so?"

Yin Ming nodded.

Qian Fugui looked a little excited, and said, "Mr. Yin, do you know what this means?"

Yin Ming didn't understand what he meant, so he asked, "What?"

Qian Fugui waved his hands and said excitedly: "In other words, you are holding the wealth of the Seven Classics of the Martial Ancestor in your hands...... Ahem, I mean the exercises. ”

The Seven Classics of Wuzu are about the seven exercises passed down by Wuzu in the past.

It's just that with the passage of time, it has long been extinguished in the long river of years.

Of course, there must still be a legacy.

Among the royal families of the eight countries, the six religions and the seven sects, there should be collections.

It's just that, if anything, it's just a fragment.

If any scripture still has a complete inheritance, it is definitely a precious wealth of the human race, and at least a few true saints can be shaped.

Yin Ming's seven volumes of primitive scriptures are indeed comparable to the value of the Seven Classics of Wuzu.

Yin Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Then what do you mean......"

Qian Fugui said: "Mr. Yin, you see, this is the so-called strange goods. ”

"In my opinion, using your original scriptures as a template, you should compile three more editions. ”

"This first edition, the Enlightenment Edition, is for all children. ”

"As for the content of it, it's just perfunctory, just write some nonsense. ”

Anyway, this is a scripture that ordinary people can't understand. ”

And the second edition, which is the universal version, is open to all literati. ”

"This version has to be a bit real, similar to your original half-fractal. ”

"It's not very useful for them to be able to cultivate a little thing. ”

"This third edition is the entry version, which is aimed at all kinds of big families and rich people. ”

"In this version, there must be a three-point resemblance, or even a half-point resemblance, and it can be cultivated a little way. ”

Qian Fugui said excitedly: "This enlightenment version and the popular version, we are making small profits but quick turnover." ”

"This entry-level version, but to set an exaggerated price, such as 10,000 taels of silver, or the equivalent of heaven and earth. ”

"God, in less than a hundred years, the wealth of these eight countries, I'm afraid that one achievement will fall into your pocket!"

Don't look at it as one percent, but it's about eight countries.

This includes all nations, denominations, and families.

If you can have such wealth, no matter who you are, you can become the most noble person in the eight countries.

Qian Fugui was very excited, and his lifelong pursuit fell on Yin Ming.

Qian Fugui said excitedly: "Mr. Yin, how is it?"

"I pay for all the printing, distribution and other expenses. ”

"Shall we split it in half?"

Yin Ming shook his head and said, "No." ”

"The six and four are divided, you are six and I am four!"

"It's not a matter of sharing......"

"You're seven, I'm three!"

"Listen to me......"

"Damn, you're always okay with eight or two, right?"

"Boss Qian, I said ......"

"My father-in-law, you are too ruthless, you account for eighty and a half, and you can't have any more. ”

Yin Ming knocked on the table and said, "Qian Fugui, you listen to me." ”

"What I don't mind, it's not about the money. ”

"It's the way you said you were collecting money, which is not feasible. ”

Qian Fugui was stunned and said, "What's not feasible about this?"

"Mr. Yin, this is definitely the most profitable method. ”

"As long as the market is formed, we can also launch an advanced version later. ”

"If you want to buy the advanced version, you have to pay the wealth of the whole country, and you must swear to obey you for the rest of your life. ”

"In this way, Mr. Yin, you are likely to reach the top of the Eight Kingdoms in the future!"

Yin Ming said: "However, you only see how to make money, but you don't see how to develop Wendao." ”

Qian Fugui said: "No, no, no, as long as you hold on to the original version of the scriptures, Wenzong will be the first religion of the Eight Kingdoms in the future." ”

"All six sects and seven sects have to stand aside. ”

Yin Ming said: "You are talking about power, but I am talking about the popularization and development of Wendao civilization. ”

"How can everyone have books to read, and everyone has the power to protect themselves in the face of demons, this is the most important thing. ”

Qian Fugui stayed for a long time and asked, "Then, what about the money?"

Yin Ming said: "It has nothing to do with money. ”

Qian Fugui jumped up and said loudly: "It has nothing to do with money, it's still a fart!"

Yin Ming said: "I didn't force you, you asked me to come." ”

Qian Fugui gritted his teeth and sat down, and said angrily: "You are really a dead eye, don't you want to be the second martial ancestor, right?"

"I'll tell you, don't always listen to those legends, how noble and selfless the martial ancestor is. ”

"This is impossible, Wu Zu must also have selfish ......"

Before he finished speaking, the clouds suddenly condensed on the Fugui Restaurant, and a thunderbolt exploded.

Qian Fugui coughed dryly twice, and said lightly: "Wuzu is wise and martial, and he is a human race with all his heart, and he is really a hero and great man who can sing and cry." ”

With his words, the dark cloud actually dissipated strangely!

Yin Ming's eyes lit up.

This can't be a coincidence.

But why?

Countless thousands of years ago, the Martial Ancestor was just disrespectful to him with words, and he would incur heavenly punishment!

Qian Fugui looked at Yin Ming's brows frowning slightly, waved his hand and said, "You just entered the Sage Realm, I don't think you know yet." ”

"I'm used to it, when I reach our realm, it's best not to be disrespectful to Martial Ancestor. ”

"Sometimes bad luck can lead to damnation. ”

Obviously, this is not an isolated case, and Qian Fugui is no longer strange.

Qian Fugui sighed and said, "Forget it, a person like you who created the Dao may have a strange temper. ”

"If you don't want to do what I say, there's nothing you can do. ”

"Tell me what you mean. ”

Obviously, he is not willing to give up yet.

It is not trivial to create together.

If you can get the scriptures from Yin Ming and distribute them, it will be a lot of wealth in any case.

As long as Yin Ming is not too selfless and does something for free, then Qian Fugui is still willing to cooperate with Yin Ming.

Yin Ming pondered for a moment and said, "Regarding the scriptures, I plan to write some simple scriptures. ”

"From the beginning of young children to the introduction of literati, it is all included. ”

"The price of these books should not be too expensive, but within the range that ordinary people can afford. ”

Qian Fugui's eyes lit up and said, "Can you still write other scriptures?"

Yin Ming nodded, and said, "It's just that it can't reach the level of the original scriptures." ”

(End of chapter)