"Guest officer, please." Xiao Er, who was drooping his eyelids, signaled that someone came in, and subconsciously said, but when he saw Du Jinning and the two, he frowned, and waved his hand: "Let's go, this is a bookstore, not a place for you to wander around, hurry up." ”

The shopkeeper looked up and looked this way, ignoring it, and his gaze fell back to the page.

Du Jinning's brows furrowed, and he said to Chen: "Mother, let's go to the other side." He pulled Chen and turned around and left.

"Ah Hui......" The shopkeeper suddenly shouted at Xiao Er.

Xiao Er hurriedly stepped forward and smiled at Du Jinning: "This ...... Little brother, what book do you want to buy? I'm really sorry just now, I neglected you two, I'll accompany you. ”

Du Jinning thought about it, but still stopped, glanced at the shopkeeper who stopped at the book, and asked Xiao Er: "I have a script, I want to ask you if you want it." ”

Xiao Er was stunned: "You're not here to buy books?" His face changed, and he wanted to turn his face, but he couldn't get the shopkeeper's idea, so he turned around and looked inside.

The shopkeeper also heard Du Jinning's words, he raised his eyes from the book, looked Du Jinning up and down, frowned, and said, "What script?" Who wrote it? ”

Du Jinning took out a few folded pieces of paper from his arms, walked to the shopkeeper, and handed him the paper: "You take a look first." ”

The shopkeeper took the paper and glanced at Du Jinning and Chen again, and the suspicion in his eyes was not concealed at all. But he didn't speak again, and looked down at the script. After reading a few lines, he suddenly raised his head, glanced at Du Jinning again, and then lowered his head to look at the script.

Du Jinning has rich experience in writing novels in modern times, and he knows how to submit them best. When she first copied this story, she no longer used hairpins to write a piece of paper densely like she did at the beginning of the draft, but cut the paper into a book-size, and wrote the words vertically from left to right as the words on books such as "The Three Character Classic" that Du Yinsheng gave her, so that a piece of paper could not write many words, and when the more than 4,000 words were copied, it had become a book that was not thin. She did not bind them, but wrapped dozens of pages in order with a rag, leaving the first to sixth pages outside for the bookshop keeper to see. In this way, the shopkeeper can prevent the shopkeeper from reading the story, making excuses not to buy it, and then writing the story silently after she leaves.

And cut the story on the sixth page instead of somewhere else, because she wrote novels in her previous life, she broke off a good chapter, and always stopped abruptly at the most critical moment of the story, which is very palatable. Although the broken dog is always scolded by readers, it is a good way to attract readers to turn the page.

This hand, which she used in ancient times, is also absolutely wonderful.

Sure enough, the shopkeeper finished reading the six pages in his hand, and when he was in a hurry to turn down and want to know the following, he found that there was no more.

He raised his head and asked Du Jinning, "What about the rest?" ”

Du Jinning took out the paper from his hand, the shopkeeper subconsciously tightened his hand, grabbed the paper tightly, opened his mouth and was about to scold, raised his eyes to see Du Jinning's silent but very calm eyes, and swallowed back the words.

The child in front of him doesn't seem to be simple.

He let go of his hand and let Du Jinning take back the beginning of the notebook, but he still asked, "What about the rest?" It can't be that it wasn't written, right? ”

"Naturally, the story is finished. But the shopkeeper has to talk about it first, do you want to buy this book, how much money can you give, and I can show you the rest after negotiating. Du Jinning said lightly.

The shopkeeper looked at Du Jinning with a little consternation, and then looked Du Jinning up and down again.

Du Jinning was not afraid of his scrutiny, she just stood there quietly, neither humble nor arrogant, her demeanor was calm, her eyes were like a deep pool, quiet and profound, so that people couldn't see through what she was thinking.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper frowned, and his expression gradually became serious.

He thought for a moment and asked, "How long is this story?" ”

"It's six pages." Du Jinning shook the pages in his hand, "There are eighty-nine pages in total." ”

Naturally, the longer the story, the better. The reader's heart of the shopkeeper was hung high, and he couldn't wait to snatch the book from Du Jinning's hand and read the rest of the plot. For a person like him who specializes in passing the time by talking books, the attraction to other readers can be imagined.

He thought for a while, then stretched out a finger: "One hundred dollars." As he spoke, his eyes were fixed on Du Jinning and Chen, for fear of missing the expressions on their faces.

Chen originally had little confidence in selling books. Although she thinks the script is well written, there are many good stories, and in the past, when she read the script, people also wrote one or two poems on it, which seemed to be very high-end. The most important thing is that those books were written by Luo Di Xiucai or Tong Sheng, and for their sake, the bookstore was willing to buy them. Although Du Jinning's words are bizarre and attractive, they are afraid that their mother and son will not even be able to enter the door of the bookstore, let alone sell books. Even if you can get into the bookstore and people want to buy it, looking at their ragged appearance, it is impossible to give a high price. It's good to be able to sell.

So when I heard that the shopkeeper was willing to ask for a notebook, and gave a hundred texts, her eyes suddenly lit up, and her surprise was overflowing.

Du Jinning stuffed the paper in his hand into his arms and said to Chen: "Mother, let's go, let's go to the other side and have a look." ”

The shopkeeper saw Chen's expression in his eyes, and changed his original look at Du Jinning in his heart, thinking that neither mother nor son had seen the world.

Seeing that they were leaving, he said unhurriedly: "That is, I am willing to pay a hundred yuan because I am kind in business; If you go to the bookstore across the street, they won't even let you in. You can think about it, don't be able to sell it on the other side when the time comes, and come back to me, I can't produce another hundred yuan. And in this city, there are only our two bookstores. ”

When Chen heard this, he became more and more anxious, pulled the sleeve of Ladu Jinning's shirt, and glanced at her.

"Mother, you listen to me." Du Jinning did not shy away from the shopkeeper and Xiao Er, and said a word to Chen frankly, and then pulled her out.

When the shopkeeper saw her go out, he panicked. His business was not as good as the other side, and if this instinct could have stayed in his hands, attracting some people to buy it every day and driving popularity, his business would have gradually improved. But if the other party gets this book, the other party will be the icing on the cake, and he will make matters worse.

"Two hundred wen, two hundred wen, I'll add another hundred wen to you, what do you think?" He raised his voice.

Chen stopped abruptly because of Du Jinning's steps forward, and looked at Du Jinning.

But Du Jinning didn't even change the rhythm of his footsteps, as if he hadn't heard it, and walked towards the opposite bookstore step by step.