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Chapter 29: This move of mine [Creating something out of nothing] has taken twenty years of skill(1/2)

Would you like to go take a look?

The thought flashed through my mind for a moment, but was finally suppressed.

How could she, Ji Qingzhu, the great shopkeeper of Fu Shan Tang, go and spy?

Let others do it!

So, the big shopkeeper swayed his willow-like waist branches and paced back and forth in the hall, sometimes looking out the door and sometimes looking at the rising red sun in the sky.

But he never lay back on the imperial chair, having already lost his sleepiness.

At this time, Pinmingxuan Tea House.

Inside the hall, there is a different kind of scenery.

Needless to say, it was overcrowded, but the crowd of listeners crowded around the outside of the hall, leaving a quiet space in the middle.

Just because there was a young man in a green shirt sitting there with a woodcutter on his waist.

Well, there is also a black cat, lying on the round wooden table, looking around with a pair of golden eyes, looking calm and composed, but actually showing tension.

The young man held down the cat's head with one hand, and the black cat closed its eyes and lowered its head.

The waiter who was supposed to greet us long ago came a little late this time.

However, the charming smile on his face was genuine: "Li Xiucai, would you like some refreshments?"

When someone asked, Li Suijiu smiled politely, but did not answer.

The smile on the waiter's face froze, and his eyes finally turned to a man in a robe not far away.

The man in the robe sighed, hesitated, but still walked towards Li Suijiu.

When he reached the table, the man glared at the waiter: "Why are you still standing there? Go and put up the pot of spring dew before the rain that I brewed, and add four plates of pastries."

As he said this, he glanced at the cat on the table and added: "Get some more cat food."

"My cat won't eat cat food." Li Suijiu finally spoke.

"Uh... five plates of pastries, hurry up and go!"

"Yes."

The waiter left.

The man then sat down with a smile: "I'm Zhou Youfu, and Tian is the owner of this teahouse. This guy has no eyesight at all. Don't blame Li Huaijin."

"I'm just here to listen to the book, so why should I blame you?" Li Suijiu replied.

"I wonder what Li Huaijin wants to hear?"

"When I came here, I was listening to the storyteller reciting "Nie Xiaoqian" with great enjoyment. But when I came, he stopped talking. Why don't you, Boss Zhou, help me with some words?"

Sure enough, I came here for this matter!

If this happened before, Zhou Youfu would just have someone beat him out with a wooden stick.

But now it doesn’t work.

He heard clearly this morning that Yang Fuzun sent someone to personally invite Li Suijiu to attend the [Argument Conference] in the evening, and the red sticker with gold letters was used.

If he sticks this stick, the teahouse will most likely close down.

Look at the knife on the opponent's waist.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "In that case, Zhou said frankly that the story of "Nie Xiaoqian" is all over the city now, and it is not just Zhou's teahouse that is doing this business."

The conversation changed and he continued: "However, since Li Huaijin is here, I, Zhou, am not a stingy person, so I would like to ask Li Huaijin to give me a few words."

"Boss Zhou thinks I'm here to ask for money?"

"Isn't it?"

"Yes and no."

"???" Zhou Youfu couldn't catch his breath: "Li Huaijin, what do you mean?"

"Since I'm here, other teahouse owners will probably come over to watch the excitement. Boss Zhou, why don't you just wait." Li Suijiu leaned back.

"..."

Are you prepared?

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Youfuguo heard movement at the door.

"Boss Zhang is here!"

"Hey, Boss Li is here too?"

"Haha, each other."

In a moment, five or six bosses came to the door of Pinmingxuan's teahouse, all of whom belonged to the teahouse. They were all chatting and laughing, but their eyes were on the young man and the black cat in the hall.

After waiting for a while, seven people had arrived.

I won’t come back later.

Li Suijiu pushed the teapot in front of him and said: "The best spring dew before the rain. You bosses are also tea drinkers. Why don't you come in and join us?"

The seven people looked at each other: "That's very good."

So, I walked in.

However, there was no room to sit at the round table, so Zhou Youfu had three more chairs brought in.

Although it seems crowded, they are not far apart.

Zhou Youfu didn't suggest going into a private room for a chat, because he naturally relied on the power of many people. Let's see what you, Li Huaijin, can do?

Li Suijiu naturally understood what Zhou Youfu meant. In fact, this was also the effect he wanted: "When I met with several bosses, we were not talking about the story of "Nie Xiaoqian". This story is already known to everyone, so just tell it.

."

"What does Li Huaijin want to talk about?"

"Other stories."

"Oh? Li Huaijin still has a story?" Everyone was stunned.

"Of course there are, and there are quite a lot of them. However, I'm just here today to discuss cooperation, and I don't want to accept any money. I'll make stories later, and I'll just sign the contract later."

"Is this true?"

"Seriously."

"..."

Everyone was silent.

In the morning, paper fell all over the sky.

An article "Nie Xiaoqian" shocked everyone in Yinhua.

Although there is controversy, if Li Suijiu can really write a few more stories, or even just one more, this rumor will be self-defeating.

If you really plagiarize, how dare you write a new article?

At this time, the eight teahouse owners finally had some thoughts in their hearts.

So Zhou Youfu was the first to speak: "How does Li Huaijin want to cooperate?"

"I have already negotiated a cooperation with Ji Changlai from [Deya Jingxuan]. I will give him the stories in a volume of ten. But before the volume is completed, I can give the stories to you first."

"With ten stories in one volume, how many stories does Li Huaijin have?"

"I just said, there are many, but the specific number needs to be kept secret for the time being." Li Suijiu naturally knew that there are 491 stories in "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio".

But this number is too astonishing, and with his current identity and status, he obviously does not have the ability to collect 491 stories.

"So good."

Everyone understood.

Most of the people who can go to teahouses to listen to books are those who have time and money.

Ordering a pot of tea and a few plates of pastries is not cheap.

But this is not the case for book buyers.

There is no conflict between the two, and if the story is given to the teahouse first, and after publicity, the bookstore will turn it into a book of ten stories, which will actually sell better.

"Ten stories, ten taels of silver, what do you think?" Li Suijiu said the cooperation price.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other again.

Ten taels of silver to buy ten stories is a bit expensive.

But now Li Huaijin's "Nie Xiaoqian" is famous in Yinhua Mansion. If there is another story, the business will be more than this.

"Okay, ten taels is ten taels!" Zhou Youfu nodded first.

"No problem." The other seven calculated it in their minds and agreed.
To be continued...
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