The best grandson of Nongmen

Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi felt that they understood, but they still wanted to try.

"But we want to make money."

Qi Lingling stared at the two of them without words and said, "Then you go back and think of a solution."

She no longer wants to be the king of children. These little kids are sometimes smart and sometimes stupid. It is too troublesome to communicate.

Xu Shi clearly saw the disgust in Qi Lingling's eyes, and Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi became anxious, "But we only believe in you."

Qi Lingling: No need.

"Aren't you hot?"

"It's hot." Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi nodded.

Qi Lingling waved her hands and said, "I'm glad you guys squeezed into the room. I've given you directions on writing stories. If it's possible, you go back and discuss it with your family. There are some pears on the table. You can take them back and eat them." "

Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi thought about the sweet pears, which cost more than ten yuan to buy. They looked at each other, and then took the things away very spinelessly.

Qi Lingling felt relieved. Sure enough, he still had to use copper plates to open the way.

Qijia's cold noodles and cold skin sell well in summer, and they make more money than selling box lunches.

Time passed quickly, and a month passed like this.

Rong Wenxu has made several trips to the Qi family recently, and they are discussing how to promote the two books.

Qi Wenming didn't expect that his book would be included in the promotion, and he immediately became energetic.

I'm anxious to make new clothes, and I plan to go check them out when the bookstore starts selling books.

Xu Yuanniang looked at him struggling, tugged the corner of her mouth and said: "Everyone was reading books at that time, but who cares about you? You're wasting money on buying new clothes. I'm afraid the little money you got before has been spent almost."

Right? "

She and the old man also received gifts, and they did not confiscate the remaining money from him.

Qi Wenming chuckled and said, "After giving five taels to Dalang, plus buying gifts for everyone, there really isn't much left?"

In fact, it looked like six taels, but it was private money and he wouldn't tell anyone.

Xu Yuanniang saw through it and said, "Obey, we won't buy these clothes. We will save them for the Chinese New Year and buy new cotton clothes. The winter in the capital is much colder than over there."

After saying that, he took his things and went outside.

Qi Wenming hurriedly looked at Qi Lingling and said, "Do you think our book will sell well?"

"And what Rong Wenxu said about promotion before, how to promote this book?"

"If it sells well, then should I continue writing?"

Qi Lingling looked at the expressive Qi Wenming and said honestly: "Uncle, if you want to continue writing books, you should study first. You can't let Brother Yuan help you every time. Brother Yuan The schoolwork will become more and more busy in the future.”

"What about you?" Qi Wenming asked immediately.

Qi Lingling was stunned, yes, what should she do?

She knitted her delicate brows, lowered her head and looked at her wrist again. This hand was suitable for holding chicken legs, but it was a bit wasteful to use a pen to write.

"It doesn't matter. I can find time to help Lingling write, but it won't work if there is one more. Uncle, you have to work hard. Grandpa Qi and Grandma Qi also hope that you can read and write." Yuan Anyu said warmly.

Qi Wenming snorted and bullied him!

Qi Lingling looked at Yuan Anyu happily and whispered: "Brother Yuan, when you go to Zhenweizhai for dinner, you can order first."

When Yuan Anyu heard this, he felt happy in his heart.

Qi Wenming twitched the corner of his mouth, but he could still hear it.

"Why is Wenqing Bookstore so busy?"

"I remember business here wasn't very good."

"I heard that the bookstore is selling new story books, which seem to be novels about cultivating immortals."

"Isn't it just a copy of Journey to the West? Huh, those poor scholars don't have any ideas of their own and can't learn anything. I don't want to waste my money."

"You can buy it or not, but you can go to the front and join in the fun. What if you have some fun?"

The speaker quickly moved forward.

Qi Wenming was upstairs watching the bustling scene of book grabbing downstairs. He was excited beyond words. These are all scholars. He is just a fool. How could he know that he would be so popular in his lifetime?

Fan Mingzu came up from below when he had time and said, "Lingling, five hundred copies of your Mortal's Road to Immortality have been sold out."

You must know that the price is 300 taels of silver, and the total cost is [-] taels of silver. He never knew that money could be so easy to make.

Qi Lingling's eyes turned quickly: "Sold out so quickly? It didn't take long."

"This book was quite popular in our school before. It was passed on from ten to ten. To put it bluntly, these young men in the capital are not short of these few hundred coins. What's more, there are also those discerning businessmen who directly follow the book. I ordered three hundred copies from Xu."

Qi Lingling calculated again in her mind. She didn't expect that the story she thought of was so popular. This was the first volume. She could write another seven or eight volumes in the future. After all, she wanted to break through the 100-tael mark. It doesn't take long to be locked up, and the capital is still very prosperous for her.

she was

There is also a smile between the eyebrows and eyes.

Qi Wenming looked at Fan Mingzu eagerly, "Where is my book?"

The house fell silent.

Qi Lingling stared at her uncle, she was also curious.

Fan Mingzu smiled awkwardly and said, "I only paid attention to Lingling's book."

Qi Wenming was quite disappointed when he heard this and wanted to go down and see the situation by himself.

Just as the people below also dispersed, he turned his eyes and went down immediately.

Rong Wenxu's face was flushed at this time. He didn't expect that doing business could be such a sense of accomplishment. He turned around and looked at Qi Wenming's big face, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wenming, why are you down here?"

He called after Yuan Anyu.

Qi Wenming chuckled and said, "I just wanted to ask how the sales of my books are going?"

Rong Wenxu smiled and nodded when he heard this: "Although it is not as popular as Lingling's book, it has sold dozens of copies."

"Dozens of copies?" This was very important to him.

Originally, he didn't want to compare with Lingling. The main reason was that Lingling had already appeared in Journey to the West before, so he was self-aware.

Rong Wenxu looked at the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Back to Mr. Qi, fifty copies of Mr. Qi's book have been sold. This was before there was any publicity. It is already good to be able to sell so many, and the story in this book is very good. Follow-up There should be a lot of people buying in the past few days.”

When Qi Wenming heard what the shopkeeper said, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. Fifty books, that's fifty books.

Rong Wenxu also said slowly: "Uncle Wenming, you can think about the follow-up plot."

Qi Wenming's face was flushed, and he actually asked him to continue writing. Isn't this recognition of him? He must show off to his parents when he goes back.

"Are you in a hurry? I don't have this story yet.

Think about it, it may take a long time to write it. "

"It doesn't matter, think about it slowly." Rong Wenxu made money today and was in a good mood.