In short, this matter is over, if someone is really deliberately looking for trouble, An Xian can only pay more attention, and he will no longer be so easily provoked, Yu Xiuxin also said, go back and let Dai Ling send someone to check if there is anything wrong with this person.

Mo Zhi only found out about this when he went back at night: "He didn't hurt you, did he?" ”

An Xian shook his head: "I didn't do it, I just didn't do it, I didn't hold back and did it, and finally I went to the government and lost money." ”

"It's good that people are okay." Mo Zhi frowned: "If you encounter this kind of person in the future, you will just let people blast out." ”

"Who knew he wasn't here to buy books sincerely." An Xian sighed: "It's just that, except for Xiuxin and Master Li, none of them have been sold." ”

Mo Zhi remembered this and took out some broken silver from his arms: "There are a few sets sold in the store, this is silver, and they will send someone to the bookstore to get the books tomorrow." ”

An Xian put it away: "Speaking of which, it was sold only because of Master Yu's face, but no one cared about it in the bookstore, it seems that I am too optimistic." ”

"This is just the beginning, don't worry." Mo Zhi cleaned up the dining table for her, and took out the set she kept at home to treasure: "Originally, I was going to be the first to finish reading it, but I was too busy to see half of it." ”

"It's okay." An Xian soaked his feet: "Actually, I prefer more love stories, generally speaking, women will prefer to watch a little more." After all, she writes romances, and she used to be mostly female readers.

"I think it's beautiful." Mo Zhi said seriously: "It has nothing to do with men and women, don't men have to get married and have feelings?" What's more, the world after a thousand years is something new to me. ”

An Xian didn't care about him, if this book really didn't work, she really didn't know what to do, after all, she really couldn't let her write such a literary and very esoteric book in ancient times.

These days, Mo Qingyuan is also going to the martial arts hall every day, although he is very tired every day, and his body seems to hurt everywhere, but when asked, he has never said to give up, but he has to practice when he comes back, people with this kind of perseverance, it is no wonder that he will achieve high achievements in the future, although he is not a good person!

Since the book was printed, An Xian has been worried about sales, and he doesn't have enough money and popularity, what should he do? She found it harder than writing a book herself.

The next morning, he went out with Mo Zhi, and after sending Mo Qingyuan, Mo Zhi had to send An Xian to the bookstore first, and then he went to the store.

"What's wrong?" Seeing An Xian stop suddenly halfway, Mo Zhi asked.

An Xian raised his head, looked at a teahouse on the left, tugged at his sleeve and asked, "Have you ever been to this house?" ”

Mo Zhi nodded: "I went there when we were talking about business." ”

An Xian bit his lip and looked at the two words of storytelling written on the signboard: "There is a storyteller in it?" ”

Mo Zhi was just about to nod, but suddenly turned his head to look at her, as if he suddenly remembered something: "You can't be ......"

"Can't you?" An Xian felt that he had suddenly opened up, and after struggling with the question for many days, he suddenly had a light at the dawn: "Since it's all about storytelling, why can't you talk about me?" If what he said was brilliant enough, wouldn't it be better for people to know if he let him promote it in passing than if he put the book in a small bookstore? ”

Mo Zhi looked at the three-story high-rise building, this is already the largest teahouse in Yuanyang County, because the place is big, there are private rooms and ordinary seats, and the tea is also available at various prices, plus the storytelling here is good, so when talking about business or people have nothing to do, they like to sit and listen to stories and pastime.

"Maybe it really is." Mo Zhi felt that An Xian's brain was more flexible than his own, and he dared to think more than himself, no wonder he could write a book.

An Xian's mood suddenly rose: "I don't know how much money is needed?" When does the door open? ”

"Don't worry." Mo Zhi pulled her to continue walking: "Generally, it is open in the middle of the morning, and the boss here is also a big businessman, if you want to talk to others, it is certain to give money, but it is not necessarily okay to have money, you go back to the bookstore first, and wait for me to tell Master Yu, they have a relationship, and when the time comes, it is more likely to talk together." ”

An Xian also felt that he was too anxious, and nodded: "Okay, then you remember to come and come with me." ”

Finally there is a way, although I don't know if it will work, but I don't have to sit still like this, if it doesn't work then, think of something else.

Of course, if someone comes to buy a book, she will still try her best to introduce it, although the effect is very small, she now finally realizes what Qin Li said yesterday, a woman writes a book in this era, how unpopular it is, people don't read it at all, and they don't know what they write, so they already despise it.

Busy and finally in the afternoon, a carriage stopped at the door, An Xian is very familiar, isn't this the old man's carriage?

Sure enough, Mo Zhi got out of the car: "Is there anything else in the store?" Master Yu was just about to go to the restaurant, let's go together. ”

An Xian took off his apron and handed it to the guy: "It's nothing, let's go!" Stretching out his hand, Mo Zhi pulled himself up, and the carriage started slowly.

"Old man, how is the teahouse owner and you?"

Yu Chengyan grinded his shirt and wrenched his fingers: "His tea leaves are all imported from me, what do you say?" ”

"Really?" An Xian was overjoyed and gave a thumbs up: "There is an old man in Yuanyang County to guide the way, and it is really twice the result with half the effort." ”

Yu Chengyan pulled the corners of his mouth: "As long as you girl can speak, that head can really think, can you still think of asking a storyteller to talk about your book?" ”

"Didn't you see it when you passed by? I remembered it by chance, and I don't know if it will work, but it's always good to try. ”

Yu Chengyan nodded: "It's really worth a try, although I know a lot of people, but this kind of thing, I can't force anyone to buy it, not to mention that if you buy it, you may not necessarily read it, it's just to sell me face, if you really want your book not to be dusted by the pearl, you can only rely on the content of this book to be discovered." ”

An Xian really thinks that Yu Chengyan is a very wise old man, although he is a businessman, but maybe because he has read books, he is not so old-fashioned, and he will not be too snobbish like other businessmen, and he is full of copper smell.

When they arrived at the teahouse, as soon as a few people entered, Xiao Er greeted them, and they seemed to be very familiar: "Master Yu is here?" Is it still a private room on the third floor? Is there anyone waiting? ”

"Is Old Man Yun here?" Yu Chengyan asked directly.

"The shopkeeper is here, go and say something."

Several people followed up to the third floor, and the guy stopped at the door of a room and knocked on the door: "Shopkeeper, Master Yu has something to look for you." ”

A slightly old voice inside: "Let him in!" ”

Xiao Eryi pushed open the door and made a gesture of please, and the three of them went in, this room is not too big, but it is very clean and simple, and the important thing is that there is a strong smell of tea, which makes people smell and sober their heads.

In front of the table sat an old man with gray hair, who looked at least fifty or sixty years old, with a very kind face, raised his head and looked: "What? You busy man have time to ask me for tea? ”

Yu Chengyan smiled, sat down not politely at all, and said to one side: "I will introduce you to two people, Mo Zhi and his wife An Xian, now Mo Zhi is following me to do things, and he is a very capable young man." ”

Because they are elders, and they also ask others to do things, Mo Zhi and An Xian greeted them politely.

"Oh, sit down!" Fang Yun looked at the two of them: "Wouldn't it be to introduce the two of them?" ”

"Of course not." As soon as Yu Chengyan raised his hand, Mo Zhi handed him this set of books, and he put it on the table and pushed it over: "Take a look." ”

Fang Yun glanced at him, picked up the book and looked at it, muttering: "An Xian, An Xian ......" may seem familiar, raised his head and frowned at An Xian: "What did you say her name was just now?" ”

Yu Chengyan smiled: "Say you're old and confused!" is so forgetful, she is Ahn Xian, the author of this book. ”

"Oh?" Fang Yun can say that he attaches a lot of importance to this: "Can you still write books?" Presumably very knowledgeable? ”

An Xian said: "I have read some books. ”

Fang Yun didn't rush to look, but continued to ask, "Then ...... you give it to me?"

"You take a look first." Yu Chengyan took a sip of tea with a smile: "It won't delay you too much, you just need to read a few pages, but I'm afraid you won't be able to stop then." ”

Fang Yun glanced at him and didn't seem to believe it, but he still opened it and began to look at it.