Wanquan’s name did not come in vain. When Rong Yi gave him the name, he was asked to be thorough in everything. He has been implementing it deeply, including this time on Gu Qingluo selling manuscripts. I had already sent someone to say hello to the steward. No matter what the lady wrote, she must say a good word.
However, when Wanquan saw the steward's reaction, he couldn't help but feel a little puzzled. Isn't this pretending too similar
"Good, good, good!"
The steward of the teahouse patted his thigh and said three good words in succession, and the joy on his face could not be concealed. "Madam, this is a very good writing, you can make a price!"
Gu Qingluo knew that the reaction was finished when she saw the steward. She just wanted to make a quotation. After thinking about it, she changed her words and said, "It's better to steer you and make a price!"
After hearing the words, the steward glanced at Gu Qingluo and then at Wanquan behind Gu Qingluo. He was a man who walked around the market, and he could see that Wanquan was an eunuch at a glance.
The eunuch who can be used is by no means an ordinary person, not to mention that he was warned before. No matter how the writing is, he must say it well.
He was so excited just now because this book is really good.
In so many years, he has not seen such a good book, this book must be popular.
Thinking of this, the steward stretched out a finger, "Madam, how about this number?" The general market price is around twelve for a story, the better one is twenty-two to thirty-two, and the best one is fifty-two. It was already a sky-high price for him to give one hundred taels.
Gu Qingluo was a little bit confused about what the finger of the finger meant, she asked tentatively, "One thousand taels?"
"puff!"
The manager was drinking tea with confidence. Hearing Gu Qingluo's offer, the next sip of tea came out. He ignored his mouth and jumped to his feet and stood up, "One thousand taels? You might as well grab it!"
"presumptuous!"
Wanquan's eyebrows were raised, and the murderous intent all over his body was exposed. The manager was startled, and said tremblingly, "Madam, one hundred taels is already a sky-high price!"
He has never heard of a story that can sell for a thousand taels.
"is it?"
Originally, if the manager had started to tell Gu Qingluo well, Gu Qingluo would be acceptable, but seeing his contemptuous appearance, Gu Qingluo would argue with him.
"I will let you see if it is worth a thousand taels. I don't want your one hundred taels anymore. I only need to buy one share. From tomorrow, you will have people tell me this story. While telling this story How about you and I split the income from you?"
She still didn't believe it, and she couldn't make a thousand taels based on Sun Monkey's ability.
The steward thought for a while and felt that this method was not bad, so he nodded, "Okay, that's it, then the rest of the story?"
"Don't worry, I will send one of the remaining stories in three days!"
This was planned by Gu Qingluo a long time ago.
"Okay, ma'am, then it's settled!"
The steward didn't dare to say more. On the one hand, the story itself had great value, and on the other hand, he was really a little afraid of the completeness behind Gu Qingluo.
I don't know if this eunuch has anything to do with the fan in Dongchang.
And that Bai Zize, the lady's eyes were a bit wrong that day, the manager was thinking about whether to remind him or not, but when he thought that neither character could offend him, he gave up.
After the steward left, Bai Zhi asked quietly, "Miss, can that story really make so much money?"
"What? You don't even believe me?"
"No, of course not!"
"Huh, it's almost the same! Wait and see!"
Gu Qingluo looked confident, Wanquan and Bai Zhi glanced at each other and neither of them spoke.
On the second day, Gu Qingluo's affairs passed to Rong Yi's hands. Rong Yi could almost think of Gu Qingluo's arrogant little appearance, and his eyes were stained with a smile.
So confident? He became interested in what she wrote.
In the next half month, Gu Qingluo was really struggling to write a book. Every day she did not go out except for meals. Bai Zhi had persuaded several times, but Gu Qingluo refused. Bai Zhi couldn't, so she had to forget it.
Every three days, she would take some manuscripts written by Gu Qingluo out to the steward.
Sure enough, as Gu Qingluo had expected, Journey to the West was completely on fire. The teahouse was full every day, and everyone wanted to hear the magical story.
This situation was unexpected by the steward. He regretted it a little at the moment. In just a few days, his income was more than a thousand taels of silver.
If he knew that day, he had agreed to Gu Qingluo's request and would just give one thousand taels of silver. Now he has lost so much money in vain.
Gu Qingluo didn't know what the manager was thinking, she only knew that the time was almost up.
A month after Rong Yi left, Gu Qingluo finally stepped out of Rongfu alone. She was wearing Bai Zhi's clothes.
This month, Bai Zhi would go out to send manuscripts every three days. Whether it was Wanquan or the guard at the door, she was used to it, so today she stunned Bai Zhi, put on Bai Zhi's clothes and escaped.
Although she was reluctant to stun Bai Zhi, but only in this way would Bai Zhi not be implicated.
There is only this opportunity. If she missed this time, she might not want to get rid of the relationship with Rong Yi when she beheaded. Gu Qingluo quickened her pace when she thought of this.
When she reached the end of the street, she stopped and glanced at the place where she had stayed for a few months. Suddenly, a deep feeling of reluctance surged in her heart.
She said silently in her heart, "Goodbye, Rong Yi!"
Gu Qingluo glanced at Rongfu again, turned around to leave, but suddenly, her eyes went dark and her whole body fainted.
At this moment, Rong Yi was looking at a bunch of people who were kneeling down. Suddenly, a bad premonition surged in his heart.
He was slightly distracted, but at this moment, the one kneeling down suddenly jumped up and flew towards Rong Yi with a dagger in his hand.
If Rong Yi could easily escape before changing, he was always on guard, but he just lost his mind. When he recovered, the dagger was about to pierce his chest. He could only block it slightly with his hand, and in an instant, he felt a pain in his arm.
"What a courage!"
Rong Yi snorted coldly, and the next second, the man was flying and fell to the ground, no breath.
"Master Thousand Households?"
The people who followed Rong Yi saw that Rong Yi was injured. They were shocked. They didn't know if there was any poison on the dagger. What if there was something wrong
"nothing."
Rong Yi glanced at the direction of the corpse, his eyes filled with coldness.
How many years has he not been injured
What was that feeling just now? Did something happen to the capital