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Chapter Thirteen: One Can't Live Without Dreams(1/2)

"It turns out that you didn't plan to discuss it with us from the beginning, right?" Que Ling said in a serious tone.

Tang Sha was not afraid of Que Ling's little temper at all, and said: "I have everything ready, I just owe it to the east wind. You must understand that this opportunity cannot be missed, and the time will never come again. If you miss this, there will be nothing better."

How about...you meet him?"

"Okay, I want to see what the person you praise is like and let him come to the front yard." After finishing speaking, Que Ling walked out of the room and sat at the stone table in the front yard.

"Go and ask him to come." Qing Lan and Lian Xin followed him out.

Tang Sha shrugged, feeling helpless. This made even his roommates angry.

Without leaving the main entrance, she climbed back to the backyard through the window.

Yuanfang held the things she bought in both hands and stood in her original position without moving a step.

Why is this child so stupid? Tang Sha thought to himself.

Yuan Fang saw Tang Sha approaching and moved two steps forward to greet him.

Tang Sha took the things from Yuan Fang's hand and said, "You go to the front yard. The guys in my family want to see you. I'll put the things away first and then come out."

"Master, I...I..." Yuanfang suddenly became very nervous and at a loss when she heard this.

"What am I, remember what I told you on the way back, go ahead, I'll be back soon." After saying that, Tang Sha ran to climb out of the window again, which was convenient.

When she put away her clothes, carried the flower cakes she bought on a plate, and went out to the main courtyard, there were only three roommates, but Yuanfang was missing.

"Ning Xiaoming, where are the people you brought back? Humph, don't think you can bribe us just because you bought the flower cake." Que Ling stared at the flower cake in Tang Sha's hand and said. The body is always more honest than words. As soon as Tang Sha put it down,

She couldn't help but take a piece and eat it.

Lian Xin and Qing Lan also love flower cakes, so naturally they won't be polite.

Tang Sha took a piece and took a big bite. It tasted sweet and not bad.

Then he turned around and left the stone table and walked towards the backyard. Tang Sha walked from the left side of the main house and detoured to the backyard but found no one. Then he went back to the right and saw Yuan Fang moving forward like a turtle, with both hands constantly grabbing the gown.

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Tang Sha smiled helplessly, walked up and patted Yuan Fang on the shoulder, which shocked Yuan Fang.

"A manly man, do things neatly."

After saying that, I took him to the front yard.

When the three of them saw Tang Sha leaving, they led a man over after a while. The man followed Tang Sha and was only a little taller than her, so he could see the top of his head.

When the people behind were completely exposed in front of the three of them, the expressions of the three of them were slightly strange. Is this girl who is pretending to be a man and has no avatar here to protect them?

"Master...Hello, ladies." Yuan Fang was a little dull. The master looked young, but he didn't expect that he already had three wives.

"Pfft~" As soon as Yuan Fang's words came out of his mouth, Tang Sha laughed and said, "Master and ladies, have you seen that he is the person I was talking about, Yuan Fang."

Que Ling glared at her and said, "Ning Xiaoming, please speak to me properly, your falsetto sounds weird to me." Then he looked at Yuan Fang, she was a girl after all, and said in a softer tone:

"Hello, Miss Yuan."

"Pfft~ Hahahahaha." Tang Sha really felt that these people wanted to laugh her to death and inherit her property.

The three roommates looked at her inexplicably. Yuan Fang whispered awkwardly amidst Tang Sha's laughter: "I'm not a girl." While peeking at Tang Sha, the young master's voice...

Que Ling naturally heard Yuan Fang's words and coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment.

"Don't look at Yuan Fang's handsome appearance, but his strength should not be underestimated. He is a master of martial arts, ranked tenth, and is known as the jade-faced scholar." Tang Sha started making up nonsense again. Yuan Fang was stunned for a moment, why was he like this?

It's amazing, I don't even know it.

The three roommates have heard a lot of legends about Jianghu since they were young. They are very curious about the people and things in Jianghu, but they have never personally come into contact with Jianghu people. Is this jade-faced scholar really so powerful? His name fits his appearance quite well.

"Okay, okay, I've shown it to you. Whether you agree or not, I have to keep him. Otherwise, I won't be able to worry about you. If something happens to you, I won't go crazy." Tang Sha started talking again.

Slutty talk.

"If you want to stay, just stay. Is it possible that we have to drive him away?" Que Ling said, crossing her hands on her chest.

"It's okay. If you want to stay, just stay." Qinglan said.

"Yeah, let's stay." Lian Xin nodded and said.

Sure enough, this world depends on appearance, and it is good for Yuanfang not to be aggressive.

After the three agreed, they entered the house with flower cakes. Tang Sha wanted to take another piece but was rejected. She felt that her status was getting lower and lower.

She and Yuan Fang tidied up the utility room together. She knew that Yuan Fang's strength was extraordinary, but this extraordinary strength simply broke through Tang Sha's understanding of human beings!

Those broken door panels, broken tables and chairs, and some strange things were not light. Yuanfang actually connected them all with ropes and dragged them away at once. Several hundred kilograms of things were dragged on the ground.

There were white scratches left, but Yuanfang showed no sign of effort.

She now feels that Xiang Yu might really be able to lift a thousand-jin cauldron.

There were no new beds in the yard, and there was a broken bed in the utility room, which was barely usable. A thick layer of straw was placed on the broken bed, and then sheets and quilts were laid out. Tang Sha felt that it was warmer than his own bed.

When Yuanfang leaves, I will move here.

Yuan Fang had finally settled here. Tang Sha knew that Yuan Fang was curious about where this place was and who she was, so she explained directly without hesitation.

Even though Yuan Fang knew that she was a girl, there was no change in her attitude and she still called her Mr. Tang Sha. But when he learned that this was the residence of the War King Ye Xuanyuan, his little eyes sparkled.

Time never slows down for anyone, and four days passed in the blink of an eye. In the past few days, Tang Sha had not left the palace. He just read books in the courtyard and taught Yuanfang how to read. Only after teaching Yuanfang did he discover that Yuanfang was extremely intelligent and good at writing.

He can learn it after being taught it once. Read the poems to him twice and he can memorize them.

In just four days, Yuanfang could basically recognize all the characters in the book. Tang Sha was secretly jealous, but she would not tell anyone.

Yuanfang was also willing to run errands for them and buy some food, so there was no need for Tang Sha to go out.

I also heard that the prince now only has twenty-nine concubines, and one of them left the prince's palace with a letter of separation. After asking around, it turned out to be the concubine Tang Sha bumped into that night. She promised that she did not snitch.

It's time to pick up things today. Tang Sha asked Shang Yuanfang to go to the store in the south of the city. More than thirty workers were waiting for Tang Sha outside the store early.

Tang Sha opened the store door, took out a few written notes, gave them to the workers, and said: "Go to these places to report my name, get the things back, and ask someone over there to come over."

Collect the accounts. There are people who rent bullock carts in the city over there. You can rent them. Just keep the accounts and report them to me when you come back."

The workers all nodded, and then they all performed their assigned tasks. Some worked with two or three people in one place, and some worked with ten people in one place.

Yuan Fang followed Tang Sha to the folk kiln. Many people were needed to carry the large boxes of pottery blocks. But with Yuan Fang, there were no need for so many people.

Sure enough, Yuan Fang lived up to Tang Sha's expectations. There were four big boxes in total. Yuan Fang carried two of them by himself, and everyone present was stunned.

The other eight people carried the remaining two boxes. The boxes were not particularly huge, but they weighed nearly a thousand kilograms in total.

Tang Sha suddenly thought about what would happen if Yuan Fang were on the battlefield.

I made several trips to some places in the morning, especially the carpenter's shop and the paper mill.

I started arranging the items in the afternoon, and after a busy day, I finished them, so I asked everyone to continue doing them tomorrow.

Tang Sha and Yuan Fang also returned to Fanghuayuan. They slept deeply that night.

Early the next morning, they went to the store and started working again. Finally, before the end of the day, they completed all the placement and classification.

The only thing missing now is copyrighted books. Of course, those written by great writers are needed, but more, Tang Sha wants to collect from the market, stories and novels.

So in the next few days, Tang Sha asked people to start printing books, and at the same time he visited various literary giants. These literary giants were naturally very happy for someone to buy their books. Fame was far more important to them than money.

In addition, Tang Sha also took the risk of being yelled at and beaten by people, asking people to post tricks to advertise, and also people to do some publicity.

People in these markets find it very surprising that this bookstore actually wants folk stories, plays, etc. No matter who writes it, as long as the bookstore accepts it, they will be paid a certain amount and will publish it for free. Then your name will be

Known to the public, it can also be a pseudonym. The bookstore absolutely guarantees that it will not reveal your real name, physical characteristics, or address.

The store in the south of the city is not particularly big, so Tang Sha is also looking for various agents. Any store can be used, as long as a small bookshelf from Xiaoming Bookstore is placed in the store, and the money purchased can be divided.

The effect of these tricks is very good. In order to enhance the cultural and artistic atmosphere, many old shops, especially teahouses, have found people to reach agreements with bookstores.

There are also people who see the benefits in this and want to directly become a branch of the bookstore, but there are only one or two such people who take the risk.

Of course, the biggest gain is those manuscripts. Because of the imperial examination, some people were talented but could not be famous because they failed in the imperial examination. In the past, many bookstores only wanted the works of famous people. They could publish books, but they required money, and the number of releases was very small.

The effect is minimal.

Now that he had such an opportunity, he might as well give it a try. Within a few days, there were thousands of manuscripts. Tang Sha did not expect that the pressure would be so great, so he recruited a large number of failed writers to help review the manuscripts.



The official business hasn't started yet, and two-thirds of the money Ning Ge gave Tang Sha has been used.

Xiaoming Bookstore finally put the first batch of books on the shelves on September 22, thanks to their busy work day and night.

Although the location of the store is a bit remote, due to proper publicity, many people came here because of its reputation. So most of the books in the store were quickly sold, as were those in teahouses and restaurants.

The bookstore started to make a profit. Although it was not as good as the original ones, it was a good start.

Seeing that Xiaoming Bookstore's business was so good, the other two major bookstores in the imperial capital felt the pressure and began to follow suit. However, those literati who had been suppressed by them in the past were unwilling to cooperate with them.

After all, the old bookstore is an old bookstore, and its reputation and reputation cannot be matched by the Xiaoming Bookstore. I don’t know who is causing trouble. Some great writers actually don’t allow the Xiaoming Bookstore to print and sell their books, saying that they are the same as those who are not popular.

This joint sale is an insult to them.

Of course, there are some people who don't mind, and feel that writing is for people to read. The content of the text may be good or bad, but the nature of it is equal.

According to the statistics of people in the store, what was sold were actually popular works such as storybooks.
To be continued...
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