Compared with Xiaolian's excitement, Xin Yu was much calmer.

Two thousand taels is a lot, but compared to Kou Qingqing's family wealth, it is still far from the sixty percent she promised Xiaolian to get back.

Xiaolian didn't get excited for long, and then became worried again: "Two thousand taels is a lot, but what about such a big bookstore, if you keep losing money, you can't support it for too long, right?" ”

"Then try to make a profit." Xin Yu patted Xiaolian's arm and told her not to worry.

"It has to have a good story. It's all to blame for the poor scholar, who doesn't make sense of the bullshit he writes, and he still says bad things about our bookstore everywhere. Girl, why don't you let people stop him? ”

"It's okay, he said everywhere, and others will remember our bookstore." Xin Yu took out a manuscript from the dark compartment on the wall of the car and handed it to Xiaolian.

"It's—" Xiaolian took it curiously.

"You take a look first."

Xiaolian fell on the title of the book for the first time, and there were only two words: "Painted Skin".

It's a weird name, what does it mean?

Xiaolian read it with curiosity, and soon forgot to blink.

"Little Lotus—"

When I arrived at Qingsong Bookstore, Xin Yu shouted to the little girl who was fascinated, but the other party did not respond.

She had no choice but to pull Xiaolian's sleeve: "Xiaolian, get out of the car." ”

Xiaolian woke up like a dream, staring at Xin Yu with burning eyes, and her voice trembled with excitement: "Girl, where did this story come from?" ”

"Is it pretty?" Xin Yu asked.

"Beautiful! It's so pretty! Xiaolian forgot to get out of the car at all, "Ahhh Why didn't you finish it? ”

Xiaolian's incoherent words made Xin Yu feel more at ease.

It seems that the stories she likes are indeed popular.

"The story is divided into upper and lower parts, and now there is only the upper part."

"Only the upper part?" Xiaolian looked incredulous, "Then, when will there be a lower part?" ”

Xin Yuwaner: "Wait for the upper part to be released, and if it sells well, the lower part will be released." ”

Xiaolian's tears flowed down: "Wouldn't it take a long time to know what Wang Sheng saw from the window......

"Others have to wait for a long time, Xiaolian, you don't have to wait."

Xiaolian looked dazed.

Xin Yu smiled: "I know what the next part is talking about." ”

"Ah, girl, tell the servant about it!"

"Wang Sheng peeked in from the window and found that the stunning woman he rescued turned out to be a green-skinned evil ghost, who was holding a colored pen and carefully drawing on human skin......

"Shhh

When Xin Yu finished telling the story of "Painted Skin", Xiaolian was stunned for a long time, and grabbed Xin Yu's sleeve: "Girl, this story is so attractive, although it is a little scary, but it is much more interesting than the story of love between the flower demon fox fairy and the scholar!" ”

"This story should be popular, right?"

"Definitely!" Xiaolian's face turned red with excitement, "It's definitely more popular than Mr. Ping'an's story!" ”

"I hope so."

Xiaolian suddenly reacted: "Girl, where did this story come from?" Ah, you can't have written it yourself, right? ”

Looking down at the graceful font, the little girl's eyes were shining: "Girl, you can actually write a book!" ”

Xin Yu shook his head: "I didn't write it." ”

"Not you?" Xiaolian was stunned, "Who is that?" ”

She spent all day with the girl, and she didn't know where this manuscript came from!

"The person who wrote this story is Mr. Songling, and I grew up listening to his stories. Just opened the bookstore, so I wrote out the stories that my husband had told so that everyone could see them. ”

"I see." Xiaolian wanted to ask where Mr. Songling was, but thinking of the girl's mystery, she suppressed the question.

No matter where Mr. Songling is, it's enough for her to have a story to listen to anyway.

Xin Yu explained softly: "I will hand over the manuscript to Shopkeeper Hu later, and ...... then."

Xiaolian nodded from time to time.

The two got out of the carriage, did not rush back to the east courtyard, and went straight to the bookstore in front.

Shopkeeper Hu was staring at his buddies with wide eyes.

In just a few days, the people who sold the story and joined in the fun were gone, as fast as a dream.

"Shopkeeper, why don't I put that poor scholar in a sack and beat him."

"Don't mess around, the owner has his own opinions."

"What's the owner's claim? So far, I haven't even seen a shadow of a good story. ”

"I don't know, anyway, the owner has its own opinions. Let me tell you, the proprietor is not an ordinary person. ”

The guy immediately came to the spirit: "Why is the owner not an ordinary person, tell me quickly." ”

"Oh, that can't be said."

Man: "......" Why don't you beat the shopkeeper's sack?

"The owner." As soon as he saw Xin Yu, Shopkeeper Hu hurriedly greeted him.

"Shopkeeper, come in and talk."

Waiting in the side room, Xin Yu handed over the manuscript: "The shopkeeper will take a look." ”

"This is—" Shopkeeper Hu guessed, took the manuscript and couldn't wait to look at it.

Time passed little by little, and Xinyu waited patiently.

I don't know how long it took, Shopkeeper Hu suddenly sobered up, and his hands were so shaky that he almost couldn't hold the manuscript: "Owner, this, where did this come from!" ”

"On the way back to Shaoqing's mansion, I met a gentleman, who knew that I was the owner of Qingsong Bookstore, so he showed it to me. I thought the story was good, so I bought it, what did the shopkeeper think? ”

"This story is going to be a big hit!" Shopkeeper Hu slapped the table excitedly.

Xin Yu curled her lips: "It's good that I didn't lose my eyes." ”

"But this story is not finished, what about the rest?" Shopkeeper Hu can't wait to ask.

"The gentleman said that the rest is not finished yet, and that he will come to me when he finishes it."

"What is that gentleman called?"

"He calls himself Mr. Songling."

Shopkeeper Hu sighed: "There is such a talented book writer in the capital, I have never heard of it before. ”

"Maybe I just came to the capital."

"Why didn't Mr. Songling come directly to the bookstore?"

Xin Yu shook his head: "Mr. Songling didn't want people to know his identity, so I promised him that I wouldn't leak it, so he handed over the manuscript to me." The shopkeeper doesn't have to think too much, the most important thing is that the bookstore has a good story for sale. ”

"The proprietor is right." Shopkeeper Hu was excited, turned around and suddenly stopped, "Owner, what did Wang Sheng see from the window?" ”

The first half of "Painted Skin" stopped at Wang Sheng, who listened to the Taoist priest's words about his evil spirit, and was suspicious, and quietly returned to the study to peek in from the window, and was breaking in a place that made people scratch their hearts.

"Then we will not know until the second half of Mr. Songling's book comes out."

When the shopkeeper Hu heard this, he was like being struck by lightning: "How can this make people sleep!" ”

Xinyu: "......"

Xiaolian quietly patted her chest.

It's okay, it's okay, she's the girl's maid!

Thinking of Shopkeeper Hu's heart-scratching mood, Xiaolian cast deep sympathy.

Shopkeeper Hu didn't care about being curious about the plot behind, hid the manuscript in his arms, and arched his hand to Xin Yu: "The villain will go to the printing workshop and arrange stereotypical printing!" ”

Guy Liu Zhou was almost asleep in the lobby alone, and he saw the shopkeeper Hu coming out of the side room, and the soles of his feet were windy and went to the back.

What is the shopkeeper doing here, and why is it flying?

(End of chapter)