Thinking of it, Zheng Yi immediately contacted Zheng Yuan to discuss the opening of a new book.

As soon as the other party heard that the tree man was going to open a new book, he almost jumped up with excitement.

I've been waiting for a long time, and it's not easy to finally wait for the big guy to open the book again!

Zheng Yuan is now waiting for this big guy to open a book and fly himself, after all, the prize money is related to the achievements of his authors.

Zheng Yuan is now a little famous because of his binding to Shuren, and even many authors have privately submitted, and the number of signed authors under him has exceeded 100, and he has also brought interns.

He has only graduated from the internship period for a few months, and he has already started taking interns!

It can be seen that his position in the company.

"The tree man is finally done, when are you going to open the book?"

"Just the last few days."

"Okay, then can you send me the outline or plot synopsis first, and I can also ask the editor-in-chief for a recommendation."

"Outline...... I haven't written it yet. ”

Haven't written yet...... Zheng Yuan rubbed his eyes, I'm not mistaken, then you still said that you will open a book in the next few days!

Oh, by the way, how can the genius boss do the same thing as an ordinary author, people will come as they say, and there is no need for an outline at all.

"Do you have an idea of what to write about?"

"Why don't you continue to write "Asian Strange Stories" or "World Strange Stories" last time?" Zheng Yi pondered, this is easier.

And "Strange Tales of China" has a good fan base, and it will definitely attract a lot of fans.

"Ahem, Tree Man, can the follow-up work of "Strange Tales of China" come out later." Zheng Yuan was a little embarrassed.

"After all, you also know that the weird horror novel writing method created by "Strange Tales of China" is now used by many authors."

"There are also a lot of mature authors on our platform who are learning from it."

"After the completion of "Strange Tales of China", the books of these authors are all in serialization, and the results are very good, so ......"

"Leave them something to eat, right?"

"So to speak."

Zheng Yi shook his head helplessly, now there are a large number of authors who rely on my "template" to make money.

Today, Shuren has become one of the leaders in the world of Chinese horror novels, and countless people rely on his works to eat.

Many young authors can earn more than 10,000 yuan a month just by imitating the routine of "Strange Tales of China".

If the sequel is opened, then playing the fake card is the father beating the son, and the jobs of these authors will have to be smashed by at least half.

Well, there is no shortage of stories on their own anyway.

In that case, let's change it.

Zheng Yi closed the computer and began to think about other options.

"Director Zheng, after filming "Psycho", you should make a lot of money." Cheng Daqing leaned over awkwardly.

"If you want me to have a meal, just say it." Zheng Yi didn't know him yet, Cheng Daqing ate in addition to eating, and even the theme of the shooting assignment was eating.

He did make a small profit from "Psycho" this time.

The director and screenwriter, the two incomes and bonuses add up to more than 800,000.

However, half of them were bonuses issued after the film became popular, after all, the total investment of this short film was only more than 3 million at that time, and it was impossible to pay him much salary.

This money is more than enough to invite classmates to dinner, after all, it is not to invite girls, you have to go to a high-end restaurant.

A few rough old men can eat some roadside shops.

I still came to the snack street outside the school.

The last time I had a treat, I had ramen, which was a little shabby, but this time it has to be a higher level.

"I want to eat dumplings."

"It's said that we southerners don't like dumplings."

"That tea restaurant is not bad, either."

"I think this braised goose shop is very popular, but the price is expensive, and I have never been willing to eat it."

Seeing Cheng Daqing's eyes full of "desire" when he looked at the fat geese in the window, he was about to cry the child.

"Just him."

Braised goose belongs to Chaoshan cuisine, and the main ingredients of brine include rice wine, rock sugar, soy sauce, cinnamon, star anise, etc......

These accessories are not much different from those commonly used in Modu cuisine, so they can also be eaten in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

The price of goose itself is more expensive than that of chickens and ducks, so even if the braised goose is delicious, poor students may not be willing to eat it.

This store is okay, at least it doesn't sell lion-headed geese from Guangdong Province, so it's really expensive.

As soon as they arrived near the store, several people saw a long line.

There are a lot of people in line, and it's clear that this shop is doing a good business.

Most of the Chinese people follow a general knowledge, that is, the taste of the restaurant in line is bound to be not bad.

I don't know that nowadays, it has become a routine for stores to find people to queue, and there are many professional queuers, who can get two or three hundred cash income just by queuing up every day.

However, this braised goose shop is not the kind of store that spends money to make a trend, if it didn't have two brushes near the school, it would have been eliminated a long time ago.

They ate it half an hour later, and it tasted good, but perhaps they were too confident in their own tastes and business, and the thin proprietress was not very friendly.

"Hurry up and leave after eating, there will be guests at the next table!"

"I didn't see anyone waiting, eating so slowly!"

"Eat slowly, pack, we have limited dine-in space, don't affect our business."

"Order so slowly, then come back next time, think about it and eat again."

"Not everyone can eat good things, don't come if you don't understand it......"

Zheng Yi looked at the proprietress who kept complaining and showing a contemptuous smile to the guests from time to time, and suddenly saw the face of a famous claypot rice that had been on the tip of her tongue in her previous life.

It tastes good, but the owner has nostrils pointing to the sky.

Maybe...... This is the persona of others, in order to attract customers.

After all, there are really a lot of customers who are cheap and like this kind of store with a bad attitude.

I also put aside the self-hypnosis, saying that this is called "arrogant and arrogant", "only if you have the ability to beep", "what can you do if people make it delicious?" ”

You don't see, the boss of a certain exhibition is a beep, and as a result, he was greeted three times after pretending to beep in front of a customer in the Northeast.

"What are you worried about?"

"Look at you!"

"Believe it or not, I'll cut you!"

Then, he went to the hospital to recuperate for a while, and then his temper was much more easy-going.

Still underwhelmed.

Zheng Yi didn't care originally, as long as the taste was good, after all, the attitude of many old shops in the magic capital was also debatable.

But soon, the proprietress rushed to several of them.

"Pay the bill, leave quickly after eating, don't be sluggish."

A receipt was slapped on the table.

Zheng Yi nodded, hurriedly paid the bill, and pulled the three of them away.

The three of them were also unhappy, muttering and complaining along the way.

"It's awesome, it can't be like this."

"What can I do then, I didn't know this store was like this before."

"It's been driving for a long time, but it's still queuing, and the more you swear, the more people swear."

"Just one word, it's cheap!"

"There are also a lot of admirers who come here just to see the temper of the proprietress, and they are quite hot in a certain hand, which fuels the arrogance of that person." Guo Fan, who was swiping his mobile phone, found the root of the problem.

The more the proprietress scolds, the more traffic there is, the better the business, and of course the more dick it will be.

"Alas, Zheng Yi, why don't you speak, you're angry?"

"No, I'm not so stingy."

But there are some unpleasantness.

And because of this unhappiness, he had the inspiration for a new novel.

Back in the dormitory, he contacted Zheng Yuan again.

"I've got an idea for a new book."

"So fast, the tree man is really powerful, so can you give me an idea?"

"Yes, this new book will be divided into three chapters, consisting of three short stories, forming a series."

"Three short stories...... That's going for physical books and copyrights. Zheng Yuan hurriedly returned, after all, Shucai had just finished writing the script for the black cat video.

"Let's just put it that way."

Zheng Yi thought about it for a while, and finally replied.

"The name of this small series is called "Eat".