MTL - Ci Jinzhi-Chapter 54 on sale

  Chapter 54 is on sale

  The boy named Shishi nervously waited for Shopkeeper Hu's answer.

   "I'll ask my boss for instructions." Although shopkeeper Hu felt that the problem was not serious, he didn't make up his own mind and sent his clerk Liu Zhou to ask Xin You for instructions.

  Xin You still has an impression of this boy, since he has nothing to do anyway, so he just went to meet him.

  When Shitou saw Xinyou, he knelt down and kowtowed: "Thanks to the money you rewarded, my mother didn't stop her medicine and survived..."

   Shopkeeper Hu said from the side: "Boss, this boy's name is Shitou, his mother is much better now, he can leave people, and he wants to come back to work. You see—"

   "Stone, you get up first."

  Shitou got up very obediently, looking at Xinyou with longing and apprehension.

   "I heard from the shopkeeper that you learned rigidity from the master in the bookstore?"

  Xin You's gossiping tone made Shi Shi relax a bit: "Yes."

   "Do you like stereotypes?"

"like…"

  Even though Stone answered quickly, Xinyou still felt the boy's hesitation. She bent her lips: "Actually, we need a guy who greets guests now."

  Little buddy Liu Zhou looked at Xinyou in astonishment, tears were about to flow down.

  Boss, are you going to abandon the villain?

  Shitou couldn't help but glance at Liu Zhou.

  Xin You smiled and said, "Liu Zhou can't do it alone."

   Upon hearing this, Liu Zhou heaved a sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly: "That's right, I can't do it alone!"

   Shopkeeper Hu: "..." Isn't this talking nonsense with your eyes open.

   "As long as the boss wants me, let me do anything." Shitou immediately expressed his opinion.

   "Then you will greet guests with Liu Zhou in the future, and the wages will be 80% of Liu Zhou's. After three months, if you do well, you will be the same as Liu Zhou."

   "Thank you, my boss, thank you, my boss!"

  Shitou wanted to kneel down and kowtow again, but Xin You waved his hand to stop him: "Shopkeeper, tell Shitou what to pay attention to."

As soon as Xinyou left, shopkeeper Hu explained carefully, emphasizing one point: "Did you see "The Story of Peony" on the shelf? If someone comes to buy it, try to find out the identity of the other party. If the person who comes to buy it is a woman, As long as the boss is in the bookstore, report to her immediately."

  Although Shitou thought the request was weird, he didn't ask a word: "Don't worry, shopkeeper, I've made a note of it."

   Shopkeeper Hu showed a gratified smile: "Don't look at our boss, who is young, but he is not an ordinary person. Shitou, you are smart. If you work hard in the future, you will have a bright future."

  Besides, Liu Zhou silently rolled his eyes.

  Here comes again and again, every day he says that the boss is not an ordinary person, and if he asks again, he can’t tell you. Hmph, he also knows that the owner is not an ordinary person. Can ordinary people make a difference of 10,000 taels if they buy a bookstore?

   In private, Shitou asked Liu Zhou: "Brother Liu, when you met a customer who bought "The Peony", how did you find out the identity of the other party?"

   "Well—" Facing the young man's eyes full of curiosity, Liu Zhou patted him on the head, "I didn't see "The Peony" covered with a layer of dust, where did the guests come from?"

It is true that "The Story of the Peony" is a big seller, but that is why, at the beginning, almost everyone had a copy. Now that Mr. Ping An's "The Story of the Spirit Fox" and "The Butterfly Fairy" have come out, who would buy "The Story of the Peony"? , Many people are still struggling to buy new books.

  Let him see that this reprinted "The Peony" is about to hit his hands, or he should count on the new book that the printing house is busy with.

   Regarding the new book to be released, except for shopkeeper Hu and Guanshi Zhao who have read the entire first half of the book, everyone else in the bookstore has no idea. The desertedness of the bookstore makes them anxious to drink the northwest wind at any time.

  On an ordinary morning, an ordinary notice was pasted on the ordinary wall outside Qingsong Bookstore, and soon attracted many people to gather around.

   It's not surprising, who made Qingsong Bookstore to post notices twice with strange news.

   "Yo, there is a new storybook on sale. "Painted Skin"? The name is so weird, what does it mean?"

   Looking further down, the man couldn't help but read aloud: "Is the stunning woman a human or a ghost? Is it a beautiful love that the world envies, or a doomed love disaster? The answer lies in "Painted Skin"..."

   "Hey, this sounds a bit attractive." A young man dressed as a scholar said in his mouth, and his legs involuntarily walked into Qingsong Bookstore.

   "Heh, this Mr. Song Ling is an unknown man, can he really write a good story?" The person who questioned the author frowned and muttered, and walked to Qingsong Bookstore.

   "Hey, didn't you say that Mr. Book Writer is not famous and unreliable?"

  The man coughed lightly: "That's what you said, but what's written in the notice is a bit interesting. Anyway, it's only a few hundred coins, so you can just browse through it when you buy it."

  The person who asked the question showed sour eyes.

  Understood, this guy is not short of money.

   There are also some who like to read storybooks but don’t have a lot of money. Knowing that “Butterfly Fairy” at the bookstore opposite will be on sale in a while, they didn’t catch up with the first wave of purchases, so they decided to hold on to the copper coins.

   Even so, the book buyers who came in one after another were enough to make shopkeeper Hu burst into tears.

   "Boss, how did you come up with the idea to write that on the notice, the effect is too good!"

  There is a huge difference between what is written in the notice and the feeling after reading it. After thinking about it carefully, it seems to be both right. Don’t worry about people who bought the story book throwing rotten eggs on the door of the bookstore after reading it.

  Xin You smiled without saying a word.

  I'm really ashamed to boast, it's all a habit I developed from listening to my mother tell stories since I was a child. At first, in order to arouse her curiosity in listening to the story, my mother came up with these words easily, and as time passed, she also knew them.

  Niangqin once said that her hometown is so far away that it is impossible to go back so far. I don't know what kind of place it is, there are so many interesting people and interesting stories.

  In the Imperial College, Duan Yunlang was lobbying his classmates.

   "Qingsong Bookstore's new story books are on sale today, go and have a look."

   "No, I don't think a book writer who has never heard of it can write such a good story. Not to mention wasting money, and delaying lunch break."

   "Yaxin Bookstore's "Butterfly Immortal" was not in time to buy at that time, and I heard that it is about to increase the sale, so I should buy "Butterfly Immortal" when the time comes."

   "Just take it as a face for my younger brother and cheer for my cousin." Duan Yunlang bowed to his classmates.

  He saw Cousin Qing yesterday, and accidentally heard that a new storybook will be released today, so he must support it anyway.

   Alas, the cousin who loses money every day is so pitiful.

  A young man with phoenix eyes couldn't help laughing when he heard Duan Yunlang say this: "You should have said that earlier. Let's go."

  Regardless of whether Qingsong Bookstore's new story books are good or not, friends still have to give them some face.

  Duan Yunlang and a few classmates were going out. On the way, they met someone who asked curiously. He called him into the team with his thick skin. When he walked out of the Imperial Prison, there were more than a dozen people.

  Looking at the crowded Qingsong Bookstore, the young man with phoenix eyes had a strange expression: "Yun Lang, it seems that your sister doesn't really need special support."

  Duan Yunlang slowly supported his chin.

  (end of this chapter)