struggle in ancient times

"Xiao Liu, I heard that he is in town and is coming to teach." Huang Zilan said looking at the scenery outside.

"I heard from Young Master Tang that he used Young Master Liao for a long time that day, and that he is now living in the school." Xiao Liu sold Huang Hao without hesitation.

Huang Zilan nodded understandingly, "Now it's time to live in the town for a while. He wants to teach and has no experience, so he has to ask his master for advice."

After Huang Hao came to their house, Huang Zilan pulled Huang Hao aside, "My cousin heard that you seemed to have asked Liao Xiucai to help you settle accounts for a whole day last time."

Huang Hao was puzzled, "Which day is it? It's only half a day, and I even provided him with food and gave him a tael of silver. It's not as expensive as him to hire an accountant."

"Food included, what day did you eat from our restaurant?" Huang Zilan looked at him maliciously, "Do you think I should let Dad settle the score with you?"

Huang Hao looked at the cousin whose arm was turned outward, "I'll settle the score with me, I'm your father's nephew, I'm your cousin, you haven't married yet, why did your arm turn outward? "

"What about marrying or not? Why is your arm turned outward? I can't understand you as a person who doesn't study hard and settle accounts. You are sorry for your status as a scholar." Huang Zilan looked at him with contempt.

"You said that you have been in contact for so long anyway, why do you ask others to help you even to settle accounts? What do you want him to think of you?"

Huang Hao blinked innocently, this is a problem. "But I can't help it, and I don't know why it's the way to settle accounts."

Huang Hao was also very helpless, saying that their family had such a big uncle who was doing business, but why couldn't he settle accounts?And the time he spent in his uncle's house was comparable to the time in his house.

Huang Hao was a little confused, "I think I should be more like my father than my uncle. Don't you think my father is also confused? The whole family is controlled by my mother."

Huang Hao thought he had found the answer, and nodded with certainty. "Xiao Liu! Don't just stand there and get me some sweet-scented osmanthus cake."

Huang Zilan looked at this hopeless cousin and shook his head, he is really lucky!With such bad spells, he could still pass the exam as a scholar.

That calculation revealed his true level. If he was said to be a scholar, no one would believe him.

The key is that people know how to eat, eat, and eat before they are aggressive. I haven't seen that people have gained a lot of weight since the exam.

Huang Zilan felt troubled when he looked at him, anyway, he found out that he was angry, so let's do it.

He beckoned Xiao Liu back to his yard, hum!What cakes to eat, it's time to lose weight!

Liao Tingyu is busy these days, so he never touches the ground.

"Boss, this is the novel I wrote these days, take a look." Liao Tingyu handed over several thick notebooks he had written.

After these manuscripts are given to the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper will rearrange the manuscripts, even draw beautiful calligraphy and paintings, and make a better cover by the way.

Looking at these thick notebooks, Boss Tang was very satisfied.

Although Liao Tingyu only came to her once in ten days and half a month, but he couldn't help but give him a lot of quantity and good quality!

Fortunately, he knew heroes with his eyesight at that time, so he bought the novel written by Liao Tingyu back then.

Think about the fantasy martial arts that appear on the market now, all of them are follow-up works, but it's a pity that they only learned the superficiality and did not learn the essence.

Many people respect Mr. Beiyang's works.

In his eyes, these few notebooks made of the most inferior paper are white money.

"I heard that you are now a scholar. Why don't you write your real name on the back, then these books will definitely sell better." Boss Tang said.

"There's no need for that. My books are still selling very well! Besides, my job is not to write these novels, so I ask Boss Tang to keep it a secret." Liao Tingyu refused, because there's no need for it.

Boss Tang also knew that there was no room for maneuver in this matter, and he didn't make too much entanglement.

If he wants to ensure that his bookstore can still be as prosperous as it is now, he just needs to support this God of Wealth.

Boss Tang said with a smile: "Well, I'm just a suggestion. Everything depends on Mr.'s wishes."

"I'm going to get the account book of Mr. selling books. Mr. take a look and then we will settle the money for the first half month." Boss Tang said.

Liao Tingyu also likes to do business, so he sat down and drank tea slowly.

Since the books he wrote became famous, Boss Tang bought them for 160 liters at the beginning, but they were too popular later on, so he decided to ask for [-] or [-] renminbi at the end.

Liao Tingyu gets 100 for every 40 books sold, and the bookstore gets 60. This is very kind and the income is quite considerable.

The key point is that Liao Tingyu's books start at 500 liters at worst, like those good ones that have been painted by an artist, and even have bronzing stamps on the book cover, but they cost ten taels of silver a piece.

Whenever Liao Tingyu went to Huang Hao's study and saw the top book on the shelf, he was reluctant to buy it for the money.

Should I ask the boss to give him a copy?Liao Tingyu touched his chin and pondered.