Chapter VIII Buying and Selling in the East Market
Song Ren's chest rose and fell violently when he heard this, he exhaled rapidly, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and grabbed his father's arm: "It should be, it should be, Dad, we will do piracy now, and before anyone finds out about this new author, we will quickly find someone to print it!" ”
He is now in a state of low spirits, as long as he opens the heaven and earth network, his head will almost explode, not to mention reading the works in the boutique column, it is too difficult, it will take at least ten days or so to repair, Dad is right, you have to find someone to do it.
Seeing that his son was more urgent than himself, Song Rentou knew that the brainwashing had been successful, wait, what is brainwashing, this is obviously a win-win cooperation.
"Okay, when we earn money, let's change to a big house and eat the best food, Dad won't eat first, so I'll find someone to go."
Song Rentou couldn't take care of eating, and there were still a lot of blank jade plates in the warehouse, so he had to quickly find a cultivator with strong spiritual power to enter the boutique column, print all the contents of this new writer's novel, and get the jade plates to sell for money.
"Dad, do you have a way?" Song Ren hurriedly asked.
"Cut, I also underestimate your father, how can I say that your father and I are also born and raised in this peaceful city for decades, hurry up and eat, if you get it today, work overtime at night, you can probably get three thousand plates first, and then our father and son will sell it separately, you go to the East Market, I will go to the West Market, it should be able to sell it at a good price, God bless, the popularity of this new author is still there." After Song Rentou finished speaking, he didn't stay any longer, and hurriedly walked outside.
Song Ren was also happy, looking at the old Baba clothes on his body, he didn't feel good in his heart, not to mention that he couldn't enter the heaven and earth network in ten days, even if he entered, he didn't know if he could reach the high-quality product, and he didn't know how many people paid to watch it.
Besides, if you think about it better, you can earn 100,000 manuscript fees, and you have to pay it back to the system, and he can't leave anything behind, now that he has such a good turnaround day, why not do it.
The more I think about it, the more feasible it is, and I just hope that the author who entered the boutique will forgive us father and son, and life is forced.
He was in a good mood and picked up the rice and ate it, and it felt so sweet.
Until about three o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't see his father come back, and Song Ren, who was staying at home, was a little anxious, trying to sense the heaven and earth network, and almost hurt him to death.
This is a one-time deal, I already knew that I would upload it slowly, after all, "Zhu Xian" has more than one million words, fortunately, because of the effect of the two pills, a heavy qi vein in the body constantly refreshes his physique, absorbs the aura of heaven and earth, and cleans up the body.
When can you reach two qi veins, it should be faster than one qi vein.
In the afternoon, under Song Ren's anxious gaze, the father staggered back, the tip of his nose was red, and he was burping, Song Ren hurriedly stepped forward, and he was greeted by the suffocating smell of alcohol.
"Why are you drinking so much, aren't you looking for someone to do something?" Song Ren hurriedly helped his father to the bench.
The tip of Song Ren's nose was red, his eyes were confused, and he patted his chest: "It must be ...... Do it well, your father and I will do something, you, you can rest assured, that old, old guy has been lonely for too long, you have to, you have to let me accompany him, drink with him, I, of course I can't agree, I, I still have big things to do. ”
Song Ren's head swayed, and he burped, so that Song Ren covered his nose for a while.
"So, you haven't drunk yet," Song Ren was angry for a while, and asked me to wait at home all the time, worried that you were coming, good guy, you are eating and drinking.
"But, but he said that this is Xinghua Fen wine, ten taels of silver is only a jar, your father and me, I have seen this good wine, this is not a little drunk, all, I am sorry for myself, smash, guess, guess how many jars I drank? Haha, Batan, it's distressing to drink the old guy, haha, let you provoke me, don't give you some color to see, won't my Song Rentou scream in vain. ”
Song Rentou seemed to be very happy, his voice stammered, and then he fell down directly, and his mouth was still muttering: "Come again-"
Song Ren let out a long sigh, fortunately, his qi was heavy, and his strength increased a lot, so he directly loosened his father's clothes, and then helped him to the bed to rest.
Drink, drink, he has been happy since he paid off his debts, and now that he has a way to make money, he should celebrate in advance.
It's just that he was very puzzled, Dad still knows this rich man, so you have made me live a hard life for so long?
When he had nothing to do, he moved a stool to sit in his father's room, meditated and practiced cross-legged, guiding that qi vein to swim throughout his body, either for anything else, or for fear that he would suddenly not be able to vomit and choke in his throat and suffocate to death.
Crossing over to this world, this is the only one of my relatives.
At night, the bright moonlight crept up the treetops, and the sound of insects outside began to sound, as if playing a sleep-inducing music, Song Ren let out a long yawn, cleaned up the wine stains that he had spit in the basin, and listened to the gentle exhalation of his father, and tiptoed towards his room.
I slept this night, and when I opened it again, the sun really dried my buttocks, scratched the big bag of mosquito bites on the soles of my feet, and then habitually put it on my nose and sniffed it, and Song Rentou came in with an embarrassed face.
"Well, my son woke up? Haha, yesterday, cough cough, drank a little too much, but don't delay doing business, I woke up in the morning, only barely burned three hundred jade plates, first come to see the market, this is the flatbread I bought on the street, pad the belly, I went to the West Market first, take advantage of the crowds in the morning, this is your bag, 150 jade plates, the specific price depends on the situation. ”
Song Rentou put down a Wudalang-like cooking cake and a bag containing a jade plate, chewed the cake in his mouth, hesitated, and after saying hello, he hurried out.
After waiting for three seconds, Song Ren finally woke up from his daze, and hurriedly shouted: "Dad, you haven't told me what this book is called, I'll introduce it to people." ”
Unable to wait for his father's answer, Song Ren, who came out of bed, picked up the cake and ate it, and took out a jade plate from the bag.
However, it's okay to think of the headache that drills into the heart, and it's not cost-effective in case the system comes out again and again.
After eating a cake and drinking some water, he took the bag and went to the East Market.
Coming to the lively East Market, it was already noon, there were no longer debt collectors staring behind him, Song Ren was also in a happy mood, looking at the big sun on his head, he quickly found a tea shed with satisfaction, and asked for two bowls of mung bean soup.
You know, you have fifty taels of silver on you, steady.
In the tea shed, many people are drinking tea and chatting, and in the thick bowl brought up by the shopkeeper, the mung bean soup is called a dense one, and there are ice cubes floating in it.
Song Ren took a bite directly, Bing's teeth almost fell out, and he swallowed it in one gulp, which was called a permeability.
Refreshing!
Song Ren slapped the table and praised it.
It's a pity that I don't know the recipe and production process of ice cream, otherwise, opening a Michelin store in this safe city in the hot summer must be old.
"Did you see it yesterday, the fine book was written, and Skynet commended it."
"I'm not blind, you ask the people here, which one hasn't seen it, a fine novel, it seems that the last time a masterpiece was written was three or four years ago, but it wasn't so sensational."
"Haha, I read that novel, it's so attractive, but now it's been put into the boutique novel column, I don't have enough mental strength to enter, and it is estimated that the newly updated chapters must start to charge."
"That's a must, but I'm just like you, my mental power is insufficient, and I don't know if the update will be updated later, but this book is expected to become a flowing novel, you see that the characters have been transformed."
"Well, I just hope he won't write in the future, and don't blindly seek quantity over quality."
Song Ren was drinking it, and he heard a table of guests next to him talking about yesterday's fine novels, and he couldn't help but be curious, only blaming himself but he was rolling around in pain at the time, otherwise, he also wanted to see what the recognition of the world network was like, and he couldn't help but stretch out his ears.