Seeing Xiahou Wei leave, Mu Wanqing took Xie Yingli again, and soon left the inn and rushed to the Dust and Smoke Inn on Quyang's side.

Dust Smoke Inn

From the outside, it looks no different from an ordinary inn, and even more humble than a regular inn, and if you step inside, it is a cave.

Less than five meters into the door, you can see the service counter, the sign placed on the table is written all the year round, the counter guy is less than a meter tall, stepping on a wooden stool, wearing a silk scarf on his head, sometimes when he is excited, he will squeeze out of the fluffy ears from the silk scarf.

Most of the people who come here are not normal people, there are fairies, demons and monsters, and the strange thing is that the Dust and Smoke Inn has been open for hundreds of years, and I have never heard of any person who dares to make trouble here.

Mu Bangqing knew about this place because of an accident.

The novels she wrote were too novel and not in line with the trend, and ordinary bookstores didn't dare to accept them, and even if they did, they only dared to put one or two copies scattered in the corner.

With the mentality of giving it a try, Mu Bangqing's work was appreciated by Gongsun Yun, the owner behind the inn, and signed a contract with him to provide at least one new work to the Dust and Smoke Inn every year, and the inn would give her forty percent of the money from each printing sale.

Forty percent is too little, Mu Bangqing hesitated at first, and later agreed under the persuasion of Gongsun Yun, the people in the Dust and Smoke Inn are indeed very trustworthy, and they invite people to publicize on a large scale.

What to find a trust to compete for buying, ask the storyteller to tell the audience for free, it's just that, every time I talk about the wonderful place, I stop, and it takes three or four days to update the new content, and some of them are anxious and can't wait, so they start to spend money to buy.

Even if there are those who don't spend money to buy it and are willing to wait for the storyteller to say, the tea money consumed by listening to the book for a long time has already made people don't know how many books they have returned.

After the book on sale exploded, the Dust and Smoke Inn would also arrange for its own people to appear and arrange the music, and after the performance, it would also sell the same costume as a souvenir for the actor.

Mu Bangqing had the honor to communicate face-to-face with Gongsun Yun, the other party is a beautiful woman with a graceful demeanor, and these plans are indeed from her, but she is not a traverser, she has followed her uncle in the business circle since she was a child, and she has heard a lot and seen a lot.

Besides, before Gongsun Yun, there were many ancestors who played this business model, but it didn't work for long, others thought she was the first, but because she improved the plan a little to make the business more popular and longer.

At first, Mu Wanqing thought that the innkeeper Gongsun Yun was a spicy and sassy heroine, otherwise she would not be able to hold such a big family business and so many people under her hands, but after chatting with her for a long time, she understood that although this proprietress was gentle and gentle, she was delicate and exquisite, no matter what scene appeared, she was not in a hurry.

Mu Bangqing has never seen her angry and scolding or shouting cruelly about who she wants to clean up, and she also respects and values people when she treats people and things, and she will not look up to anyone because of her high status, and look down on people because of her low status.

Anyone who has entered or dealt with the Dust and Smoke Inn has praised his conscience.

"New booklets." Mu Bangqing took out the novel she had hidden in her chest and put it on the counter.

The young man propped his hands on the counter, stood on tiptoe, took the booklet, and looked at the whereabouts, the little wife of the Emperor of the Rocks.

I saw that the young man straightened the glass mirror on his eyes, and looked at Mu Bangqing carefully, his eyes flashed with light, the snow-white three tails behind him swayed left and right, and his ears were squeezed out of the turban.

Xu was afraid of scaring Mu Bangqing, the young man was a little in a hurry, and he had to cover his tail and ears after a while, "Yes, I'm sorry...... I just ......"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid of friendly youkai." Mu Bangqing lay in front of the counter and poked the little guy lightly with his fingertips, worthy of being an animal-incarnated person, with so soft skin, people couldn't help but rub it.

"My name is Xiaobai, but I like to read the stories you wrote, no, I didn't expect that this time I could, I would be lucky enough to meet a real person." The young man felt that the counter was hindering his communication with the idol, so he jumped directly onto the counter and sat in front of Mu Bangqing.

Mu Wanqing was frightened by Xiaobai's series of actions, and involuntarily took a step back, then calmed down, "Thank you for liking." ”

Xiaobai's palm was spread out, and a book with a thickness of three or four centimeters appeared in his hand, and he opened it to check, "I'm sorry, because you have submitted the book overtime, you will have to deduct a 10% overdue fee from this month's income." ”

Gongsun Yun was merciful this time, and Mu Bangqing thought that his salary this month was going to be wasted.

The manuscript fee of the Dust and Smoke Inn is paid monthly, and how much money is printed and sold every month, the interest rate of forty percent will be given to Mu Bangqing, and the account will be remitted at the end of the month.

According to the regulations, if the writer fails to deliver the manuscript on time, every more than one day will be deducted according to the monthly income divided by the number of days, and the next day will be doubled.

Xiaobai closed his eyes, and his index and middle fingers were closed and rested on his temples.

Mu Bangqing has seen this situation several times, this is the way Gongsun Yun communicates with the person in charge of each branch on a daily basis, and it is the first time she has asked the people at the Dust and Smoke Inn to discuss selling books, and they also contact Gongsun Yun in this way.

On weekdays, even in the largest dust and smoke inn, you can't see Gongsun Yun himself.

Mu Bangqing and Gongsun Yun met after the success of the first novel.

"The boss said that according to the agreement, ninety percent of your profits should have been deducted as a punishment, but considering that you were unable to deliver the manuscript in time because of your injury and coma, the Dust and Smoke Inn only deducted one percent."

"Of course, the Dust Inn abides by the contract, and in order to prevent more people from delaying the manuscript like you in the future, we will provide a new contract, and in the next year, you need to complete at least two works, otherwise all the income earned in the next year will be deducted as a punishment." With a wave of Xiaobai's hand, a contract appeared out of thin air, and the content of the contract was consistent with Xiaobai's explanation.

Even she was injured and unconscious, and she knew that the Dust and Smoke Inn was really mysterious.

Mu Bangqing did not hesitate, and decisively pressed the handprint on the contract.

"The contract is done. The money has been transferred to your name, and you can use the token in your hand to withdraw money from any bank. Xiaobai finished speaking the programmed content according to the regulations, and returned to the cute appearance just now, like a fan chasing stars, staring intently at his idol, no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't get tired of it.

"The little wife of the Emperor of the Rock, what else do you need? Xiaobai will provide the most comprehensive service within the scope of ability. ”