The son-in-law of a prosperous family

Zhao Yunchuan felt that Jiang Li was a person of low character. A grown man, he was doing such sneaky things.

Haha! Shame on you!

Zhao Yunchuan did not question Jiang Li because he had no evidence. Even if he asked, the other party would not admit it, so he would not waste his breath.

He stared at Jiang Li without blinking, and Jiang Li felt very nervous.

He stiffened his neck and said, "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome, elegant and graceful man like me?"

He has tried his best to make himself look imposing, but in fact he is just a weak person with evasive eyes. One can tell at a glance that he has done something wrong.

Zhao Yunchuan snorted coldly and ignored him.

Don't talk to idiots. Stupidity is contagious and he doesn't want to be infected.

Jiang Li, who had just been feeling guilty, suddenly became furious.

Ignoring him, Zhao Yunchuan ignored him again.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! !

He screamed like a groundhog in his heart again. It was so annoying, so annoying that he even felt dizzy.

Zhao Yunchuan started writing Journey to the West as soon as he had time. After three days of hard work, he had already written to the part about the three fights with the White Bone Demon.

It seemed like it was almost time, so I went to Mozhuju after school.

She went there on a bicycle with her husband.

Huai Ge'er has seldom gone out since he came to the provincial capital. He stays at home every day and only occasionally talks to the neighbors around him.

Even if he didn't say it, Zhao Yunchuan knew that Huai Ge'er was very bored. He was the kind of person who couldn't sit still and wanted to find something to do, but there were only so many things to do at home.

Now we can only wait for the tavern to open. I believe that by then Huai Ge’er won’t be bored anymore.

Judging from the time, the wine he brewed will be ready to be opened in five or six days.

The two of them went to the bookstore together. It was the same second brother from last time. Zhao Yunchuan did not exchange pleasantries but went straight to the point: "Second brother, I'm here to sell storybooks."

The waiter still remembered Zhao Yunchuan. After all, it was rare to see such a handsome man, especially when he was a man.

"Is this the book of strange stories you mentioned last time, young master?"

Zhao Yunchuan nodded and handed the manuscript to the waiter.

"You take a look first."

The waiter took it with both hands and said respectfully, "Sir, please wait a moment."

"it is good!"

When Xiao Er first watched the film, there was no expression on his face, but the more he watched, the brighter his eyes became. He watched with great fascination and could not stop watching.

Zhao Yunchuan expressed his satisfaction.

This is one of the four great classics and is especially popular. How can I not control you, little guy?

Zhao Yunchuan was not in a hurry either. He held Fang Huai's hand and waited silently by the side.

Finally, the waiter raised his head, his eyes full of light.

"Please wait a moment, sir. I will bring the things to our boss right away."

Zhao Yunchuan nodded slightly.

The waiter only plays a screening role, the decision-making power still lies with the boss.

"Husband, you are so awesome." Fang Huai praised in a low voice.

Zhao Yunchuan was very modest: "I'm just average. I'm not that great, just average."

Fang Huai: "You are so modest."

"No, humility is one of the beautiful human qualities."

Fang Huai: ...

This person is not humble at all, he is clearly shameless.

The waiter went into the back room for a while before coming out with a smile on his face.

"Sir, our boss still needs to watch for a while, would you please come with me to the small hall to have a cup of tea and rest?"

Zhao Yunchuan nodded and took Fang Huai to the small hall.

"What kind of tea do you and your husband drink?"

Zhao Yunchuan said: "Two glasses of water will do."

Neither he nor Huai Ge'er likes to drink tea. Of course, so far, they have never tasted any good tea.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then bowed and retreated.

Two glasses of water were quickly served.

Zhao Yunchuan picked it up and took a sip. Well, plain water is the most thirst-quenching. It tastes the best when it is colorless and tasteless.

In addition to the water, a plate of pastries was also served.

The pastry was very delicately made in the shape of a bamboo. Zhao Yunchuan didn't hesitate to take one and put it in his mouth. It had pea yellow filling and was quite fragrant.

"Brother Huai, try it, it's delicious!"

The couple ate the cakes happily, but after eating too much, they felt a little sick of it.

Just then, the waiter came in with a tray with two cups on it.

"This is Lu'an Guapian, which can just suppress the greasy taste of pea yellow."

Zhao Yunchuan no longer disliked the bitterness of the tea. He picked it up and took a sip. It turned out that the fragrance of the tea and the sweetness of the pea crisps blended together. The slight bitterness of the tea balanced the sweetness of the pea crisps, and the rich taste of the pea crisps added a real satisfaction to the tea.

"Not bad, Huai brother should try it too."

Fang Huai also took a sip of tea and his eyes lit up. It was really quite good.

"Please enjoy your meal, I will leave now."

But this time, the waiter came back very quickly. About half an hour later, he came again.

"Mr. Zhao, my boss invites you."

Zhao Yunchuan nodded and said to Fang Huai gently, "Brother Huai, I'll be back soon."

"Go ahead."

Soon, Zhao Yunchuan followed the waiter to meet the owner of Mozhuju.

A very young boss, who looked to be in his early twenties, with a bookish air and no shrewdness of a businessman in his eyes. He gave people a gentle and elegant temperament.

"Mr. Wu, right?"

Zhao Yunchuan shook his head: "My last name is not Wu, my last name is Zhao."

The boss was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Zhao, please sit down. My last name is Shu, you can just call me Boss Shu."

Zhao Yunchuan sat down and explained, "This storybook was not written by me, but by a friend of mine. His surname is Wu, and his name is Wu Chengen. Due to some special circumstances, it is not convenient for him to show his true face, so I did it for him."

"Is that so? Then can you take full responsibility?"

Zhao Yunchuan nodded: "I can!"

Shu Dongjia asked, "When can it be finished?"

Zhao Yunchuan said: "Journey to the West is very long. Tang Monk and his three disciples went through 81 trials and tribulations. Each trial was full of dangers. It is impossible to finish writing it in a short time."

Shu Dongjia frowned and said, "If I can't finish writing, how can I make a copy?"

Zhao Yunchuan curled the corners of his mouth. He knew the answer to this question.

"Can we serialize it?"

"Serial?" Mr. Shu was suspicious: "Can you tell me more about it?"

"We don't have to finish writing our storybook all at once. We can write it in several parts, for example, one volume every ten days. This way, we can attract more readers."

Aren’t all modern novels serialized?

Mr. Shu nodded: "This is a good idea."

The two men discussed in detail for a long time, determined the price and delivery time, and then Zhao Yunchuan left.

Before leaving, Mr. Shu said, "Mr. Wu's Journey to the West is really good. Mr. Wu is a talented person. I really want to meet him. I wonder if Mr. Zhao can introduce him to me?"

Zhao Yunchuan shook his head: "It's inconvenient."

Wu Cheng'en doesn't even exist in this era. Where can I meet him? In a dream?

Mr. Shu didn't expect Zhao Yunchuan to refuse so directly. His face froze slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"In that case, I won't force you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Yunchuan bowed to him, took the deed and left.

After everyone left, Mr. Shu called the waiter and handed him the manuscript Zhao Yunchuan brought today: "Find someone to proofread it and make a copy."

His family has been in the book business for generations, and he has been reading all kinds of books since he was a child, and has long since developed a pair of fiery eyes like Sun Wukong.

He had a hunch that this book would be a hit!

And it’s a blast!

Thinking of this, he sighed slightly. He originally wanted to buy out the book, but he didn't expect the other party would not give him this opportunity and insisted on a 50-50 split. This way, he would definitely earn less.

Never mind, it’s a profit after all.

And you will definitely earn more than any other storybook.

It was getting late, so the two of them ate outside and then walked back leisurely.

As soon as they arrived at the door of their house, they saw a tall figure. Because it was dark, they didn't recognize who it was at first glance. Only when they got closer did they realize it was Lin Dachang.

They are not familiar with Lin Dachang, they just say hello when they meet.

"Zhao Tongsheng is back? Your sister-in-law cooked dumplings. I'll bring some to you."

They gave me soap last time, so I accepted a plate of dumplings. Reciprocity is the way of life. Neighbors should keep in touch with each other for the relationship to last long.

Zhao Yunchuan asked with a smile: "What kind of filling is it?"

"Chives and eggs." Lin Dachang also grinned.

"My husband and I love dumplings stuffed with chives and eggs the most. Thank you, Brother Lin and sister-in-law."

"You're welcome. You gave us that last time..." Lin Dachang thought for a moment and said, "Soap, yes, soap."

After opening the door, Lin Dachang showed no intention of leaving, so Zhao Yunchuan invited him in.

"Brother Dachang, do you have something to ask me?"

Zhao Yunchuan is a straightforward person, and he really doesn't like to beat around the bush unless it is necessary.

"It's true."

Zhao Yunchuan poured him a glass of water and then sat down on a chair beside him: "Brother Dachang, please feel free to talk."

"It shouldn't be a big deal. I just want to ask Brother Zhao, where did you buy your soap?"

That soap is really good.

At first they didn't take it seriously, thinking that the soap was just like soap. This morning, the soap at home had run out, so the child's mother used the soap to wash clothes. They never thought it was so useful.

Just rub it gently to produce a lot of foam, and it washes very cleanly, cleaner than soap, and has no strange smell.

The kid’s mother likes it very much.

"Brother Dachang, do you want to buy it?"

Lin Dachang nodded: "To be honest, I want to buy some soap and sell it in the grocery store."

His grocery store was not very big and there was nothing special in it, so his business was not very good. Only people from the surrounding area would go to his grocery store to buy things.

After using the soap, he smelled a strong business opportunity.

This soap is going to be a big hit!

Therefore, he has to take the initiative before other merchants react, and make more money by catching them off guard.

Lin Dachang stood up and clasped his fists towards Zhao Yunchuan: "I hope Brother Zhao can tell me."

Zhao Yunchuan also stood up quickly: "Brother Lin, what are you doing? You are really embarrassing me. Let's sit down and talk. Sit down and talk."

Lin Dachang followed and sat down.

Zhao Yunchuan then said, "I won't hide it from you, Brother Lin. This soap was sent by my parents from my hometown. We made it ourselves."

"what?!"

Zhao Yunchuan nodded: "Indeed, my parents make a living by making soap. If Brother Lin wants to stock up, he can go to my hometown to find my parents and mention my name. It will be cheaper."

"Really?" Lin Dachang was very surprised: "Thank you very much, Brother Zhao."

"Brother Lin, you're welcome."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Zhao Yunchuan told them the address.

Lin Dachang: "I will leave early tomorrow morning."

The next evening, an ox cart drove into Tianzao Village, and the person who came was Lin Dachang.

"Sister-in-law, may I ask where Fang Dashan's home is?"

"Go straight along this road, turn right at the second intersection, then turn left again and you'll be there."

Lin Dachang: “Thank you!”

From the provincial capital to Tianzao Village, God knows how tired he was after running around for a whole day. He was so tired that he felt terrible.

Fortunately, half a quarter of an hour later, he arrived at Fang's house.

"Excuse me, is this Zhao Yunchuan's home?"

Bai Guihua opened the door holding the child. She didn't recognize the person in front of her, so she asked suspiciously, "Who are you?"

"Hello, auntie. I am Zhao Tongsheng's neighbor in Lu'er Lane." Lin Dachang explained the purpose of his visit: "I used the soap Zhao Tongsheng gave me a few days ago and was very impressed. I wanted to buy some soap to sell in my own shop, so Zhao Tongsheng introduced me here."

Bai Guihua was silent for a moment, then said the code: "Palace Jade Liquor."

Lin Dachang: "One hundred and eighty per cup!"

Bai Guihua: "How about this wine?"

Lin Dachang's mouth twitched: "Listen to me blowing for you."

The secret codes all match, it's a neighbor, not a scammer!

"You must have had a hard time on the journey. Come in and have a rest."

Lin Dachang responded and went into the house without any hesitation.

He had been driving the ox cart all day and was now really tired and hungry. He wanted to have a good meal and go to bed quickly.

"Dad, there are guests."

Fang Dashan came out of the kitchen, and Lin Dachang clasped his fists to him and said, "Hello, Uncle Fang. I'm here to buy some soap. I wonder how much it costs?"

Bai Guihua said, "Wash yourself first, and then we'll have dinner and talk again."

Look how tired the child is. He speaks weakly, as if he is going to pass out in the next second.

"Your aunt is right. Let's eat first and talk about it after we finish eating. Please sit down first. I'll go boil some water for you."

I didn’t know anyone was coming, so I didn’t prepare anything and just cooked a meal in the evening with the ingredients I had.

Scrambled eggs with leeks, stir-fried cabbage, cold-mixed preserved eggs and two salted duck eggs.

Lin Dachang was really hungry, so he didn't hesitate and started eating with the bowl in his hand.

Scrambled eggs with leeks, delicious!

Fried cabbage, delicious!

The black and yellow egg thought about it and reached out to pick up a piece of it with chopsticks.

Hmm...not bad.

"Auntie, what kind of egg is this?" He had never eaten it before.

"This is preserved egg, which we also make at home. Is it okay?"

Lin Dachang nodded: "It's delicious."

"Try the salted duck eggs. They are delicious with porridge."

They had sauerkraut porridge tonight.

"Let me try."

Lin Dachang went to pick up the egg. He didn't pay attention just now, but now he found that there was oil in the egg. It was bright yellow and very pleasing to the eye.