When Dongfang Yixuan left, he didn't take away much, but most of his luggage were related to Ning Yunxi, such as the crown rat he picked up by a particularly coincidental, such as the paintings he bought for a lot of money, and the new books that Ning Yunxi had just started selling.

Originally, these new books were to be shipped to the capital earlier, which was also discussed with him and Ning Yunxi. There were not many, a total of 1,000 copies. The main purpose was not to sell them in stock, but to make Ning Yunxi famous and open up sales. However, since he was about to leave, he decided to take them on his own. Then along the way, he rewarded 180 copies in total.

Dongfang Yicheng was well-known for traveling out, and it was not a secret that he returned to Beijing with orders. So along the way back to Beijing, he accepted the visits from officials and rich senators from all over the country very openly. When these officials and rich sen gave him gifts, he solemnly rewarded the other party with a book "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking Story". His serious tone was like rewarding some amazing treasure, which scared the other party to find a table to offer the book.

Dongfang Yixuan walked all the way, and such a slutty operation went all the way. Mr. Ning Yunxixikuang's name also became the hottest topic in a certain circle with the book "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking Story". Then it spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and from the upper small circle, gradually became a well-known existence.

"Have you heard it? After that came here, he rewarded you all the masters with a strange book. It is said that the content of the strange book is very strange. You all have read it and only talk about the dreamy feeling..."

"Is this still necessary? Of course I heard that, who doesn't know about this? And I also heard that Mr. Xikuang, the author of the strange book, is an amazing strange man who has been living in seclusion in the deep mountains and forests. He was born not long ago!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that Mr. Xikuang is a very remarkable existence. He can read literacy at one year old, write poetry at three years old, and can be literary and martial at five years old. He has been a child prodigy since he was a child. It is rumored that Wenquxing came to the world. This time he published a book to guide the world. There are great wisdom in the books."

"Oh, I don't know when I can read such a strange book. Even if I just take a look at it, I will be worthy of my life!"

This so-called rumor is the news that can only be heard casually as it spreads. If someone believes it, it is either a fool or a fool.

When Ning Yunxi heard this news in Fuqiang County, she almost sprayed out the imported tea, but then she smiled. She knew that finding a spokesperson like Dongfang Yixuan for such sales is the clearest decision. This is the so-called star effect!

"Little boss, the time is ripe now. Do you want to sell our books to other places?" He Guan asked with great anticipation. He originally thought that the little boss wanted to do business, that is, a small business, but now it seems that the future of this business is really unpredictable.

Ning Yunxi tapped her finger on the table, but finally shook her head and said, "No need, let's just wait here."

Ning Yunxi is not a real businessman, so when she has no money and lacks money, she will be a little eager for quick success and instant benefits, thinking about making a lot of money. But when she has money and does not lack money for spending, her mentality will become calm. Moreover, when she thinks of the example of hunger marketing in her previous life, she thinks she should wait for a while.

"Wait? Don't you want to build the chain store you mentioned?" He Guan asked in confusion. The idea of ​​the so-called chain store was proposed by the little boss.

"Not for the time being, wait, we should not be in a hurry for the calligraphy and painting profession." Ning Yunxi took a sip of tea slowly, with a somewhat unfathomable taste.

Everyone was speechless and could only look at Ning Yunxi helplessly. Anyway, you are the boss, so whatever you say is what you say.

Just as Ning Yunxi's reputation gradually spread across half the central area, the news that Wen Hao learned about Mr. Wen was attracted to Tanhua also spread back to Fuqiang County. Then the entire Fuqiang County became lively in an instant, and the voices of Mr. Wen were talked about by the third son of Wen everywhere. The Wen family was crowded with people from the surrounding county towns.

"Boss, don't we send gifts?" He Guan reminded him when he saw that his boss had not taken action.

"Ah? Are we familiar with the Wen family?" Ning Yunxi was a little surprised. She had never thought about this.

"... Although I'm not familiar with each other, Mr. Wen is a regular customer of ours. He is also a high school student. He should give me a gift, right?" He Guan was helpless. Those who didn't know him all sent me gifts over. They are so young that they don't know how to evaluate them.

"Okay, then give me one." Ning Yunxi seemed to make some sense when she heard this, and agreed happily.

"Then what is the right thing to give?" He Guan breathed a sigh of relief.

Ning Yunxi thought for a while and said, "Just send "Xiaobai's Sleeping Journey" to be generous, just go with two books."

"... Then what?" He Guan waited for a while, and saw that Ning Yunxi did not speak anymore, and asked with some uncertainty.

"What, then, then you send it over. If you are busy, let my third brother go."

"No, I don't mean that. The little boss, let's give you two books?"

"What does it mean to give two books? Now my book is hard to get, just give it to you." Ning Yunxi said confidently. In some places, her books are hard to get, and she doesn't want to sell books now.

He Guan didn't say much about this, so he could only take two books, packed them carefully, and then personally sent them to Wenfu.

The housekeeper of the Wenfu Mansion was responsible for receiving gifts recently, and he was already a little lenient. He heard that the shopkeeper of Xikuang Painting Museum came to give gifts. Although he accepted them with a good attitude, he did not keep them in mind. However, when he opened the box and wanted to record the gift account, he was a little surprised.

"This museum has only given two books? Is it something ancient? "The gifts are not given, but they are almost all ancient books and ancient paintings, otherwise they would not be able to show off.

The housekeeper looked curiously, but when he saw the name "Xiaobai's Sleeping Journey", he knew what book the other party sent. "This is too stingy." The housekeeper muttered, and heard that this book cost ten taels of silver per book, which was thanks to what they could give.

Everyone in Fuqiang County knows that Xikuang Painting Artist of Xikuang Painting Museum has published a new book called "Xiaobai's Sleeping Journey", but I don't know what this book has been passed down outside Fuqiang County, so it's not that the housekeeper thinks that the people in Xikuang Painting Museum are stingy.

Things seemed to have passed like this. Those who gave gifts and received gifts didn't think there would be any follow-ups, but Fuqiang County was not a very closed place. The author of "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking Story" lived in seclusion in Fuqiang County. After a circle outside, someone finally found Fuqiang County. In just a few days, Fuqiang County was occupied by words such as Ning Yunxi, Xikuang Painting Master, Xikuang Mr. Xikuang Painting Museum and "Xiaobai's Sleeping Story"!

"Boss, what's going on? Why are the outside world talking about us? This is your work?" He Guan didn't know Dongfang Yixuan's operation of returning to Beijing all the way, but he vaguely guessed that everything now is probably related to his boss.

"Yes, but I was so scared that I was surrounded as soon as I went out. I finally rushed back." Brother Ning San was embarrassed and almost cried.

"It's okay, just think it's okay. If you meet someone else, just think it's not known." Ning Yunxi didn't care much. She has recently started writing the second part of "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking Story".

"This... there will be no trouble, right?" He Guan asked with some concern. Recently, many outsiders have flocked to their small county town. Although they don't know what the purpose of these people are, they always feel that they have something to do with their painting gallery, which makes him feel a sense of fear and uneasiness.

"You guys pay attention to safety and don't go out alone..." Ning Yunxi thought for a while. She was fine, but the people around her couldn't say anything. "Forget it, just close the door and close the business."

"What? This..." He Guan was very surprised. Why did he close the door as he said it?

"We have been suffering for several months, so we should just take a vacation." Ning Yunxi had just made some money and was not in a hurry to make money.

He Guan had no choice but to have a holiday for everyone, but it was the autumn harvest at this time, so it was better to go home to help with the farming after the holiday.

Xikuang Painting Museum was closed, and the people who had been thinking about waiting and watching for a while were immediately anxious. Ning Yunxi's identity was not a secret, and someone soon came to Ning Yunxi's house.

"Girl Xi, there is a young master Jiang outside who said he is here to pay homage to you. Do you want to go and see?" Ning Anime knocked on Ning Yunxi's door with a strange look on his face.

"Then go and see her." The reason why she kept her from her was not to see anyone. Since this person was here, she naturally wanted to meet her and see her before. She could also see her attitude.

Mr. Jiang was in his twenties and came from the Jiang family in Hancheng. In addition to being an imperial merchant, the Jiang family also had a daughter in the palace. She was the Concubine Jiang who was quite favored in the past few years. Unfortunately, this Concubine Jiang did not get pregnant with Long Zi. Once she was favored, she lost her power.

"Are you looking for me?" Ning Yunxi glanced at Mr. Jiang. The man looked like a literati, but his eyes were flexible, but his wisdom was as smart as a businessman.

"Are you Mr. Xikuang?" Mr. Jiang asked uncertainly.

In Fuqiang County, people are more accustomed to calling Ning Yunxi the Xikuang painter, but in the outside world, people like to call her Mr. Xikuang, and they have even more respect. It has to be said that most of the reason is because of the existence of Dongfang Yixuan.

Ning Yunxi is actually a little uncomfortable with the title of Mr. Xikuang. After all, in her memory, the women who can be called Mr. Mr. are all legendary talents who are unprecedented and extraordinary, such as Mr. Li Qingzhao, who are not like her who can get the title of Mr. Mr. Li Qingzhao.

"Sir, you dare not move, just call him casually." So, Ning Yunxi was a rare humble person.

"How could it be that the wise man is a great talent and a master of calligraphy and painting? He is a woman of the world. He must be worthy of a word!" Mr. Jiang had a very good attitude. He could not hear any sense of disobedience when he said this sentence.

Ning Yunxi had a little toothache and asked straight to the point: "What's wrong with Mr. Jiang looking for me?"

Mr. Jiang was stunned for a moment, and the greetings were only halfway through, so why was it over? "This... I heard Mr.'s name for a long time, I'll come to see you!"

"Oh, then you have met you now, so I won't leave you to have tea." Ning Yunxi took a sip of tea by herself, and Ah Niang's skills in making tea are getting better and better.

Mr. Jiang's face froze. He suddenly realized that the person in front of him would not talk about his reputation for it, but he was just a teenage girl. Those methods to deal with adults were really inappropriate.

"Mr. Jiang's family is in the study business. When he learned that his husband had a strange book, he didn't know that he would spread it so that all students in the world could see him at first sight, and it would be a waste of his talent!" Mr. Jiang had to learn from Ning Yunxi's appearance and said straight to the point.

Ning Yunxi was very uncomfortable with the sensation of this article. She felt a little embarrassed when she heard this strange book and talent.

"I don't have any strange books. Mr. Jiang probably found the wrong person." Ning Yunxi said indifferently.

Mr. Jiang was not surprised by Ning Yunxi's attitude. Those with great talents naturally had to have a lofty and noble personality. "How could it be? The "Xiaobai's Sleeping Walking Story" written by Mr. Xikuang was not only praised by His Highness Xuan, but also cured children's abscesses. It was more effective than those bitter medicines. Such a wonderful book, if all students in the world could not read it, wouldn't it be a pity!"

"What does abscess disease mean?" Ning Yunxi asked in surprise. Why didn't she know that her books could cure diseases?

"Don't you know? This is the thing. There is a Mu family in Huyun City. The head of their family once came to you to buy a book called "The Adventures of Xiaobai", and their children..." Then, Mr. Jiang told me about how Mu Huaiyuan got abscess and how he gradually recovered. He praised countless times. Although it was a little exaggerated, most of it was factual. This is another reason why this book was circulated in such a magical way.

"There is such a thing, but it's a merit." Ning Yunxi was quite happy after hearing this.

"Yes, so you don't think about it, so that more people can see this strange book?" Mr. Jiang asked again with great anticipation.

Ning Yunxi glanced at Mr. Jiang and suddenly asked, "Even if I don't sell this book, you can copy the book to sell it yourself. Why do you have to find me?" In this era, there is no pirated copy.

"Mr. Xikuang was joking, how can this be the same? What everyone wants to read is your book, so it is naturally sold by you, which will be even more precious." Mr. Jiang said with some advice.
Chapter completed!