I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Chu He praised.

"Okay, Fatty Wang, you can make a lot of money, not bad."

Wang Yingjun smiled obscenely, he grinned and lost sight of both eyes.

"It can't be said that it is entirely my ability, but it is mainly because of the old man's credit."

Chu He asked with great interest.

"How to make money, tell me."

Wang Yingjun leaned close to his body and said with a light smile.

"It's not a big deal. Do you remember the last time I took twelve carts of goods to Liangjie Mountain?"

Chu He nodded.

"Ang, remember, didn't your family use one-third of your property and savings to support Liangjie Mountain? What's wrong?"

Wang Yingjun slapped his thigh excitedly and said.

"The literati army in Liangjie Mountain, Zhennan Army, and people from Nanjun, remember us just like that!"

"In addition, I went to that Yihong Courtyard with you to play before. Didn't I meet the Wandering Fairy? After knowing the contribution made by our Wang family, the Wandering Fairy directly wrote a song."

"The name of the song is called Xie Wang's Chi Aid Liangjie Mountain."

"Wandering Fairy's song, how famous it is, think about it."

"That's why someone wrote the lyrics for Wandering Fairy's song afterwards."

"In the lyrics, there are the Wang family in Pingyang City and my Wang Yingjun's name."

"Since then, many merchants have come to Pingyang City because of their reputation, and they have come to Pingyang City to do business. They don't choose the property of the royal family."

"What's more, they not only chose Wang's property, but also asked me, Wang Yingjun, to come forward and be their contact person."

"The person who says she is approved by Fairy Liuli must not be an unbeliever."

"At that time, the old man just wanted me to take over part of the property, so it hit it off."

"Come on, I have contacts in Nanjun!"

"Nanjun people are just under Liangjie Mountain. After Zhennan Army, most of them are rich. I opened up the road in Nanjun, and most people in Nanjun trust me. Selling is a big deal. You say I have money. Isn't it there?"

Chu He said with an upbeat tone.

"That is to say, you have become famous through the propaganda of Nanjun Zhennan Army and the song of Wandering Fairy through your rush to help Nanjun, and I took you to meet Wandering Fairy."

Wang Yingjun interjected.

"It's okay for the Zhennan Army. After all, it is in the army. At most, it will give me a thank you. There will not be too much publicity, and the common people may not be able to get in touch."

"But Wandering Fairy is different. Wandering Fairy is the one who wrote the inscription with your own hands by Chu He. You are a real celebrity!"

"Who are you, Chu He? Master Bailong! A wandering fairy recognized by Master Bailong, how can he be a messenger?"

"Since this is the case, the person recognized by Fairy Wandering, that is, me, naturally attracts attention."

"So, most of my name was passed on through Wandering Fairy."

Chu He suddenly realized, couldn't help chuckling, and said.

"In other words, the Wang family rushed to help Liangjie Mountain and asked you to be an escort. In fact, it was opening up contacts for you in a disguised form."

Wang Yingjun slapped his thigh and said sadly.

"Yeah, it's my fault that I didn't understand it at the time. I thought the old man was just torturing me. Think about it. At that time, I still weighed two hundred catties. I traveled from Pingyang City to Nanjun and trekked mountains and rivers for four or five days. I couldn't toss to death."

"I just found out now that the old man is paving the way for me. I have to go."

"In the past, Nanjun's commercial affairs were not infiltrated by oil and water, and our Wang family couldn't get involved. Now that I have opened up the route to Nanjun, the hero of the entire Wang family is none other than me."

"In addition to the industries under my name, most of them are from the printing factory you founded when you began to write books. Now that you have opened up Nanjun, my printing shop is under the banner of your Prince Bailong's royal printing shop. It is considered cruel. Made a lot of money."

When Chu He heard this, he frowned and spoke.

"Hey, you can use my name, but you can't destroy my name."

Wang Yingjun patted Chu He's shoulder and said with a chuckle.

"How can it be? Don't worry about my brother's printing shop? Don't worry, not only the quality is high, but the books I sell are at normal prices. If I am not afraid that someone will burn my shop, I will sell at a lower price."

Chu He frowned and said with a light smile.

"Okay, this is my Chu He's brother. You can use your name as you like. As long as it doesn't harm the people, you can use it as you like."

Wang Yingjun laughed out loud.

"Well, with your words, I will change the name to Mr. Bailong and personally approve the printing shop, haha."

"Your name, Young Master Bailong, is getting louder and louder now."

Chu He thought of Ban Sheng's peace of the world in his heart, and said.

"Handsome, if you can guarantee high quality and no problems, I can guarantee that new books will be printed for you first in the future."

"That's right, do me a favor."

If Wang Yingjun's printing shop under the banner of Mr. Bailong gave priority to selling Mr. Bailong's books, so that Mr. Bailong's name is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, will it be able to meet the standard of peace in the world?

Chu He has only written a semi-saint document now, but he is still far from the real semi-saint.

Not to mention anything else, even the ghost world scripture has not been sold on a large scale.

Although Chu He has already written another miscellaneous book that does not involve the secrets of the human race in the Ghost World Classic, Ghost World Ji, but in comparison, it is still far behind.

If the three can be unified, and the books that continue to be written are all stamped with the mark of Mr. Bailong, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort?

Wang Yingjun agreed without hesitation, and said.

"Don't tell me to help you, even if you don't help me, I can do it."

"By the way, the printing shop sold books under your banner. I left you 30% of the dividends and stayed in the printing shop. I was afraid that my uncle would disagree, so I didn't tell my uncle."

"I'll send the bank note to the mansion later, you have to take it, and you have to deal with uncle."

Chu He couldn't help but want to laugh when he thought of Chu Yunfu's stern face, stretching out one hand to push away Wang Yingjun's banknote, while chanting to Wang Yingjun what a gentleman would not tolerate.

If it was Fu Chu Yun, who knew the source of the money, he would definitely not accept it.

After all, for Chu Yunfu, this is a matter of benefiting the common people, and there is no need to charge money.

Chu He said with a light smile.

"How can you be sure that I will accept money? I am now a great Confucian in the academy, and my realm is higher than my father's."

When Wang Yingjun heard this, he became anxious and spoke.

"How can you not charge money? You were short of money before and were eager to sell books. Let me tell you, Chu He, my brother is still clear about the accounts. If you don't charge, I can buy property for you. Write your name on it, so you can accept it or not.”

Chu He chuckled, pointed at Wang Yingjun's forehead, and said with a smile.

"You, you, there is no one rushing to send money."