The story interpreted by the storyteller obviously changed. This change did not come from the storyteller's second creation, but happened in the hands of Ye Junmei.

Most of the plots Ye Junsheng mentioned were excerpts, mostly exciting parts, which were very incomplete. Ye Junmei made perfections based on his own ideas, connecting the beginning and end to form a complete book.

It is hard to tell that this little girl not only has an unparalleled talent in painting and practicing Taoism, but also is not inferior in writing novels and stories.

Could this be a rare genius?

"By the way, Junmei, when you went to the bookstore to ask someone to publish it, did they say they had to pay for it at their own expense?"

Ye Junsheng asked.

Ye Junmei nodded, looking a little embarrassed: when she was in that bookstore, the entertainment she received was naturally not much better, and she was even despised. Whenever she thought of it, she felt uncomfortable. Moreover, she was publishing books at her own expense, which was a lot of money.

However, publishing this book was her always dream, so she gritted her teeth and made a cruel decision. The title page was signed as the "Tianwaike" that Ye Junsheng used at the beginning.

Ye Junsheng asked again: "Have all the printed books sold?"

Ye Junmei shook her head: "I don't know. I left it to the bookstore and asked them to help sell it. For some reason, someone took it to the book."

Ye Junsheng could guess the trick: books sold by the bookstore were probably placed in major bookstores. When people saw them, they thought they were good, so they slowly spread.

These days, storytellers have very little material, so I will certainly not miss such wonderful stories. And when have you heard these casual readers and listeners heard these?

Wonderful, fresh and surprising, and success is not surprising.

Ye Junsheng asked his sister with a smile: "Junmei, do you really like writing this?"

Ye Junmei nodded immediately, and in her mind, writing these ups and downs of stories brought by writing even surpassed the achievements of cultivation.

"If you like it, then write it."

In this regard, Ye Junsheng will never restrain her.

Ye Junmei suddenly remembered something and asked, "Brother, you said that you met Sister Jing'er when you went out to sea. Have you ever told Grandpa Jiang and the others about this?"

"I wrote a letter to explain the situation... Well, I believe that after Jiang Jing'er has achieved success in her studies, she should go home to visit her mother and grandpa."

Ye Junmei sighed and said, "I really don't understand Sister Jing'er, how can she walk so resolutely."

Ye Junsheng was silent: Jiang Jing'er's choice is probably related to her. She is stubborn by nature and does not admit defeat. In addition, she has always admired the way of immortals, so it is not surprising that she grabbed it without hesitation after meeting the immortal fate and left behind.

Maybe this is her way.

Ye Junmei gently spit out three words: "What a pity."

Ye Junsheng smiled and said, "It's not a separation from life and death, what a pity. Okay, let's go and take a look at the nearby bookstore."

Ye Junmei Bingxue was smart and knew his intention, so he agreed happily.

The bookstores in the capital are also quite concentrated on a street, called "Baoshan Street." Walking over, there are a large row of shops on both sides, including calligraphy, painting, books, and study. You can smell the faint fragrance of ink when you walk on the street.

In Tianhuachao, books are almost equivalent to luxury goods and are expensive, so the popular industry of copying books was derived.

I remember that the first pot of gold that Ye Junsheng dug through time was to copy Buddhist scriptures for the temple.

Most of the sales sold in bookstores are from the classics of sages and various texts; then it is the turn of poetry texts; finally some miscellaneous books.

In this era, novels and other things are not elegant, and a bookstore will not help you with your own expenses. This category has always been rejected by the mainstream class. As for the people, how could they be willing to spend this money to buy books?

Therefore, it is inevitable that Ye Junmei would not sell the book "The Legend of the Monkey" that Ye Junmei asked the bookstore to publish and sell.

As for the storytelling in the teahouse, it is very likely that the storyteller occasionally sees it in the bookstore, recites it and then becomes the material for storytelling.

"Brother Jiang Fan, look at this book "The Legend of the Monkey", which is full of absurd words, and is contrary to the scriptures, but I don't know who wrote it. My bastard, it's just dirty my eyes!"

In a shop called "Linlangzhai", some Confucian scholars in noble clothes were choosing books. Two gorgeously dressed young men were on the shelves of the bookcase, and one was holding a book called "The Legend of the Monkey" in his hand.

"Brother Jiang Fan, as one of the three talents in Jiangnan, you must raise your arms and shout to curb this book so as not to poison the Scholars."

The young master spoke passionately.

His companion is very tall and handsome. He is actually Yang Jiangfan, one of the three talented men in Jiangnan.

Yang Jiangfan never showed up in the world's No. 1 talent competition in Yangzhou. Finally, everyone learned that he did not participate. No wonder his name was not included in the top ten.

It is reasonable that Yang Jiangfan did not participate in the talent competition. This son is the representative of Qingliu and regards fame as dirt, so he is unwilling to participate in any competition.

It is rumored that Yang Dazi is very talented and seems to be above Mei Xuehai and Song Xiaofeng.

In the competition for talented men, Ye Junsheng emerged from nowhere, plundering all the halo of honor and overshadowing others.

To a certain extent, Yang Jiangfan chose not to participate at the beginning, but instead preserved his reputation.

"I'll take a look."

Yang Jiangfan took the book seriously and looked at it. He only looked at the first two pages, and his eyebrows were already standing upside down: "What is this book written? Can a monkey be revealed in the stone? It's messy. I don't say anything and make things difficult for me. This book is really ridiculous and can be published."

The companion said, "It must be at your own expense. I don't know what the guest of this world is from. I am willing to spend the money to publish a book. But what's the use? I can't sell a single one."

"It would be strange if you can sell such a bad book."

The two of them looked serious, and the books in their hands seemed to have become beasts, and were criticized for being incomplete.

Ye Junmei couldn't help but step forward and snatched it, shouting: "You guys are talking nonsense, this is a good book!"

Suddenly, Yang Jiangfan was stunned. When he saw clearly that the other party was a charming and handsome girl, his eyes suddenly lit up.

However, he was not a person with a sperm brain. He was very unhappy when the girl retorted it. He said in a deep voice: "This girl, do you know what you are talking about?"

Ye Junmei was cold-eyed: "Of course I know that this book "The Legend of the Monkey" is a good book, and I want to buy it all."

As he said that, he swept all the books on the cabinet shelf and held them to check in with the shopkeeper.

This incident was unexpected.

Even Ye Junsheng scratched his head.

"Brother Jiang Fan, look, what kind of decent thing is this!"

The companion, young master, stomped his feet and clapped his hands, looking very indignant. His eyes kept looking at Ye Junmei's slim body and swallowed secretly.

Swish!

The eyes darkened and the eyes were blocked. He was a little dissatisfied and looked up to speak, but he heard the man whisper: "Don't look at it if you are not polite, this brother must remember it."

"Well!"

Before the young master could react, he suddenly felt as if he had been stabbed by a needle in his eyes. The pain was unbearable. He quickly closed it and tears flowed out of his body.

"Hey, Zi Ji, what's wrong with you?"

On the other side, the Ye brothers and sisters have left the store.

"Junmei, you could not have been like this."

Seeing the girl still angry, she wrapped a large bunch of books in cloth and hugged them in her arms.

Ye Junmei said angrily: "I just don't feel good. "The Legend of the Spirit Monkey" was written by my brother and I. Thank you for your hard work, why do they say it is a bad book? It's absurd? When you were in the teahouse, you also saw it, and so many people listened with relish."

Ye Junsheng touched her long hair carelessly and said earnestly: "There is nothing, just because people are different. There are many kinds of people in this world, and their interests are different, so their acceptance of some new things is also different."

Ye Junmei said, "I understand this principle, but I just can't stand them all day long, and I keep talking to the sage and wise men, but it's not the case in secret. I just said that the young master said that sage and his eyes were lustful, and he was the most hypocrite... Hehe, brother, you have moved some things just now, it's so satisfying."

Ye Junsheng smiled slightly and turned around: "Let's talk about how you want to deal with these books."

Ye Junmei suddenly had a headache and looked at Ye Junsheng pitifully: "Brother, just take action."

Ye Junsheng laughed in silence: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I'm thinking of a good idea to sell all these books and everyone can't let it go."

"It's so easy to say."

"Hey, I don't believe others, but brother, I must believe it. Well, you don't want to see your sister's hard work be shelved and trampled on."

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but exclaim my little tongue, and a cunning meaning flashed across my eyes.

Ye Junsheng coughed dryly: "Okay, I've been defeated by you, let me think about it."

"Okay, long live my brother!"

The girl screamed in joy. In her opinion, as long as her brother takes action, there will definitely be nothing that cannot be done. Along the way, my brother has taken her through so many storms and waves.

Of course, Ye Junmei also knew clearly that in the capital, even if his brother had great magical powers, he could not use magic methods at will. The capital gathered national fortunes and the dragon and tiger converged, which had a very heavy suppression effect on Taoism. If you were not careful, you would get backlash and seriously injured.

However, in many cases, you don’t have to rely on Taoism. A smart head can often solve problems.

So, since my brother has agreed, there must be a way.

The two of them returned to the courtyard and suddenly found that today was a bit strange, and they called several people squatting outside the courtyard, sneaking.

They are said to be thieves, but judging from their appearance and clothing, they look more like scholars, and at most they can only be said to be down and out scholars.
Chapter completed!