"Cast what?"

"Alas......" patted his thigh, frowned, and for a while, how to explain "investment" to Li Yan, this word is still relatively high-level.

However, he actually saw her "difficulty".

"The night is still long, you explain slowly."

"I'm afraid it's too slow to explain, forget it, I'll get to the point." Pushing away the things on the table in front of her and replacing them with recipes, she pushed it in front of Li Yan: "I don't think you are an ordinary person, so ......"

Li Yan interrupted her.

"Why not ordinary people?"

"Extraordinary, magnificent, personable......"

"You go ahead."

I feel that he is not ordinary, mainly not on the outside, but on his temperament, speech and demeanor, revealing his family background, not to mention much, either rich or expensive, therefore, there must be silver in his hand.

In addition, Li Yan gave her the biggest impression - she has a good understanding ability, she can understand what she says to him quickly, and at the same time, he also has a very good cultivation.

Maybe, there will be a play.

"I run this restaurant, a tavern, in addition to making some money, there is another meaning. After a while, I will set up a printing hall and, if I can, a paper mill, in order to facilitate the printing and publication of books, that is, the printing of books. ”

"Why do you want to print books?"

"Since ancient times, literati have not made money by writing, of course, it is not that the great talents write for money, and secondly, they also lack a platform to express their emotions and lack a sense of identity."

"Identity, how to explain it?"

"Uh...... It's that you do something that you think is right and should be done, but your father disagrees, he thinks that you are full and have nothing to do, or even have a problem with your head, and you should never do that. Except for you, as well as your confidant, no one else agrees with you, and that's a sense of identity. ”

"You're right."

"I will invite literati to contribute, whether it is poetry or songs, once selected, a certain remuneration will be given, so that the literati can solve the problem of food and clothing, and at the same time, they can also express their emotions, opinions, etc., and be recognized by more people. This is a good thing for literati, especially for students from poor families, and it is also a great thing for the entire literary industry. ”

"It costs a lot of money to print a book, and it takes a long time to print a book, how often do you plan to print it?"

"Once a month."

"How is this possible? Just carving the stamps took more than a month, and many workers had to work together. ”

"I have a way to print it quickly."

"What's the method?"

"Ahem. It's a trade secret, and I can't tell you anything about it unless you ......"

"Unless you let me invest?"

"Yo! Learn so fast! ”

"I have to warn you of something."

She rubbed her ears: "Listen up." ”

"Even though it was easy to print, it was ...... to compile the contents of the book"

"You mean the audit, right? Rest assured, the government affairs of the imperial court will definitely not be involved, so isn't it to worry about yourself? As she spoke, she leaned closer: "I have a secret weapon, even if no one submits it to me." ”

"Secret...... Weapons? ”

"Killer feature."

I got up and went out, ran downstairs, and quickly ran back.

When I came back, I had an extra booklet in my hand: "Handwritten version, you can take a look at it first." ”

"What is this?"

“…… To be precise, it is not accurate, similar to the history of barnyard officials. ”

I showed Li Yan what she wrote for a while.

Looking at him with expectant eyes, I got this reply.

"You wrote that?"

"Hmm."

"Pen by hand?"

"How?"

"Ugly."

"Don't you dwell on how this word is written and what is the content?"

"Confusion."

"Chaos?"

"Look at this, the word is inappropriate, it should be ......"

I don't know how long I've been listening to literary guidance, anyway, according to Li Yan, what she writes can't be seen at all, and she falls asleep when she hears it.

When you wake up.

She was alone in the room.

There was a coat on her body, and other than that, there was nothing else, she was referring to her handwriting, and ...... Where did the recipes go?

I thought of a sentence in a daze.

Li Yan said: "Although the sentences are confusing, I still understand what the story you want to tell is, the story itself is full of ups and downs, but your writing is ...... It is recommended that you write it in a different person. ”

Don't think about it.

His advice was quite valuable.

To be honest, let her write a poem, no problem, she can squeeze it out, but the quality of the poem itself, the water is too much.

In the same way, she knows what kind of story a story is, and it is too difficult to write it out concretely and implement it into every fragment, every sentence, and every word.

Therefore, she is ready to find a writer with "good" literary talents.

Got up and stretched.

Another sentence came to mind.

"You come to Chang'an."

Changan?

How did you mention Chang'an?

Yawning and heading out, she remembered why she mentioned Chang'an.

She asked Li Yan: "Why did you come to Huai'an?" ”

"Drop by."

"See what?"

"Look at your game."

"Hahaha, thank you for your concern, but it hasn't developed much yet, I'll make some money first and then develop the dart game. Brother Li, where is the destination of this trip? ”

"Northwest."

"Do you know anyone from the Northwest Barracks?"

At that time, when she asked this sentence, she felt that Li Yan's eyes were a little alert.

Wary of her?

For what?

She continued: "I have a batch of spirits, and when I eat it, all my internal organs are hot, and it is called burning knives, and I will give it to you to try later." I wonder if you know anyone, let's communicate and win-win cooperation. ”

"Why sell to the people in the barracks?"

"You'll know when you eat it."

Wait for Li Yan to eat.

Just one bite.

He choked and coughed for several minutes.

If Li Yan hadn't stopped her, Leng Feng would have thrown her out of the window on the second floor.

In the end, Li Yan did not answer this question.

"I'm going to the Northwest Meadows."

"Oh."

Frightened by the cold eyes, he didn't continue digging.

Missed an opportunity.

At that time, she didn't react to the relationship between the grassland and the horses, and the biggest customer of the horse farm was not the military camp?

Alas, a hundred million was missed.

Push open the door and go downstairs.

The sky was bright.

There was no one else in the shop, and a few waiters dozed off in the corner.

When a waiter saw her, she quickly got up, she waved her hand and motioned for him to continue squinting for a while, yesterday was too busy, everyone was tired, and Fangcao was still lying behind the counter and falling asleep.

"Bang-"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

She jumped on the spot.

"Come out for me!"

The shop broke into a crowd of people.

She didn't know the man at the head, but the people behind her were a little familiar.

The people of Jinmanlou?

Oops, a little nervous, so soon to be discovered?