The girl was dressed in pink clothes and carried a small bag. She looked like a peach blossom that was about to bloom.
Her voice was clear and sweet, but she deliberately lowered her tone, pretending to be fierce.
The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, he looked at the girl and said, "Girl, don't make fun of me, we still have business!"
"Who made fun of you?" Yan Mu was anxious, "I'm serious about doing business."
"Yes, yes." The man said perfunctorily, "Where's your lord?"
Yan Mu put on a serious face, took out the manuscript and read it.
Seeing the assistant turn from perfunctory to surprised, and then from surprised to fascinated, Yan Mu put away the manuscript as soon as it was ready, and stuffed the manuscript back into the bag.
"Ai ai ai!" The man just heard the turning point, seeing Yan Mu put away the manuscript, he hurriedly asked: "And then? Did Long Aotian save the girl later?"
"If you call out the shopkeeper, I'll tell you." Yan Mu said seriously.
"Little girl, there are quite a lot of twists and turns!" The guy laughed and cursed, then turned around and called the boss out.
The boss is a woman who still has charm. After listening to the man's words, she read Yan Mu's manuscript.
"It's well written." After reading the manuscript, the proprietress glanced at Yan Mu again.
Yan Mu was a little uncomfortable being looked at by her, and she tried her best to puff up her chest to make herself look more confident.
The proprietress looked at Yan Mu for a long time, and said lightly: "How many drafts do you have? I'll accept them all."
"Really?" Yan Mule said, "I don't have any paper, so I only wrote this one. You can buy this manuscript first, and then I can buy paper."
The proprietress asked the guy to pay without changing her face.
Yan Mu counted the money, and there was a tael of silver in total!
She weighed the purse in her hand, feeling like a dream, and was in a trance for a while.
"Your manuscript is worth half a tael, and the rest is my deposit." The landlady took out a pipe and sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, "If you sign the contract, you can take all the taels away .”
Yan Mu was overjoyed, she was about to sign the contract, but saw that the proprietress was still neither salty nor tasteless.
She hesitated for a moment, then put down the pen again.
"What's the matter? I hate the low price, so I don't want to sign it?" The proprietress took a puff of smoke, with some sarcasm in her eyes, "This is an extremely high price, you don't have it in other places."
"I don't dislike the price." Yan Mu pursed her lips, looked at the proprietress and said, "Are you dissatisfied with my manuscript?"
"Oh?" The proprietress put down her pipe, her eyebrows raised slightly.
"...Because you didn't smile just now." Yan Mu paused, and said, "You don't have any emotional fluctuations... Do you, don't you like my manuscript?"
"If you don't like my draft, you tell me, and I will keep revising it until you are satisfied." Yan Mu looked serious with firm eyes.
This is the professional ethics of a web writer!
Yan Mu clenched his hands tightly, his eyes became tense.
"Heh, little girl." Through the smoke, the proprietress seemed to smile, "Your manuscript is very good, but it is the manuscript that men like."
"Whether I like it or not has nothing to do with the quality of your manuscript, so you don't have to worry about me." The proprietress picked up the pipe again and started smoking.
"Is that so..." Yan Mu lowered her eyes thoughtfully.
Indeed, in the feudal era, the main body of consumption was men.
Therefore, literary works are also male-oriented, and there are very few female-frequency novels.
As a female proprietress, it is normal for her to be indifferent to male-frequency works.
Yan Mu thought about it.
She signed the contract and carefully collected the money.
After walking out of the door of the teahouse, Yan Mu thought about it, then turned back.
"If I write a manuscript that makes women happy after reading it, will you accept it?" Yan Mu asked bravely.
"Oh?" The proprietress became interested.
She tugged at her gorgeous red lips, and said, "Little girl, you write first, if it looks good, the price will double."
The proprietress said this lightly, then turned around and went upstairs.
Yan Mu clenched the heavy purse tightly, and let out a long breath.
She raised her leg and was about to leave, but was stopped by the guy just now.
"Miss Yan, what happened to Long Aotian and that girl?" the man asked eagerly.
"Long Aotian?" Yan Mu was taken aback.
"Yeah." The guy nodded like a peck at rice.
She thought for a while, then beckoned to the buddy mysteriously.
The guy hurried over.
The girl smiled slyly, her red lips slightly parted.
"It hasn't been written yet, so I don't know."
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After receiving the manuscript fee, Yan Mu was very excited.
However, she knew the truth of not revealing her money, and hid her money well along the way.
She wandered to the women's clothing store and picked out several underwear.
In fact, she wasn't lying to Yu Yuan, she was indeed here to buy Xiaoyi.
Although the original owner developed late due to illness, he was still sixteen after all.
Menstrual belts, close-fitting clothes and so on must be prepared in advance.
Especially the menstrual belt.
She had made insinuations about women in the village before.
In order to save money, they made their own menstrual belts, filled with plant ash.
Yan Mu didn't really want to use this kind of ash menstrual belt, so she bought a lot of cotton menstrual belts.
After buying the small clothes and menstrual belt, her small bag was already bulging.
Yan Mu went to buy excellent pens, inkstones and a large bundle of paper.
Yan Mu was holding a bunch of things, and even his sight was blocked by the rice paper.
She regrets it now.
I knew I should let Yu Yuan come with me.
Yan Mu sighed.
She staggered and prepared to gather at the entrance of the village, but another shop attracted her attention.
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Yu Yuan and Father Yan waited at the entrance of the village for a long time, until they both became a little worried, only then did they see a small figure holding a bunch of things, staggering towards this side.
"... Girlfriend?" Father Yan was stunned for a moment.
Just when he was stunned, Yu Yuan had already run to take Yan Mu's things.
"Huhu..." Yan Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead and muttered, "I'm exhausted."
Yu Yuan put the things on the donkey cart, and handed over a handkerchief thoughtfully.
The handkerchief was a little whitish after washing, and it smelled faintly fragrant.
A boy in Yu Yuan actually carries a handkerchief with him!
Yan Mu was surprised.
"... Hurry up and wipe it off." Yu Yuan felt a little uncomfortable being watched by Yan Mu.
He turned his head away, but his gaze inadvertently touched the little coat in the package.
Yu Yuan was stunned.
"Girl, where did you get so much money?" Father Yan asked.
His expression was a bit worried, he was afraid that Yan Mu would be sold as a slave by himself.
"I usually wrote some manuscripts, and I went to the teahouse to try my luck today, and it really sold!" Yan Mu laughed.
"Oh?" Father Yan knew that Yan Mu wrote the manuscript.
He thought it was something like a child's play house, but he didn't expect that it could really be exchanged for money.
"My daughter is really amazing!" Father Yan sighed sincerely.
The father and daughter sat on the donkey cart while talking.
"Yu Yuan? Why are you standing there in a daze?" Yan Mu asked immediately when he saw Yu Yuan standing there stupidly.
The young boy's figure trembled, he lowered his head, and walked slowly towards the donkey cart.
"Yu Yuan, how come your child walks with the same hands and feet?" Father Yan was puzzled.
Yu Yuan's footsteps faltered, and he was almost tripped.
He hurriedly climbed into the car and picked a seat farthest from Yan Mu.
"drive!"
Father Yan flicked the reins, and the donkey cart was loaded with goods, and started to drive slowly.
"Yu Yuan." Yan Mu waved at Yu Yuan across the cargo.
The young boy raised his head, took a quick look at Yan Mu, and quickly lowered his head before Yan Mu could speak.
Yan Mu was helpless.
With some difficulty, she pushed aside the goods and moved over like a caterpillar.
It took a lot of effort before she came to Yu Yuan's side.
"What's the matter?" She moved her head curiously, "You're so weird today."
Yan Mu's face was very close to Yu Yuan's, and the young boy's already red ears became even redder.
"Why is your face so red?" Yan Mu was puzzled, "Are you hot?"
"...No." Yu Yuan tried his best to look calm.
He saw Yan Mu happily take out a paper bag, and asked mysteriously, "Guess what it is?"
Yu Yuan didn't speak.
He thought of Xiaoyi who had caught a glimpse by accident again, and was about to turn his head away, but Yan Mu held his head and pushed him back.
"Open your mouth." Hearing what Yan Mu said, he subconsciously opened his mouth.
Something cool was stuffed into his mouth, and Yu Yuan subconsciously wanted to close his mouth, but his lips brushed against the girl's fragrant fingertips.
Yu Yuan was stunned.
He opened his mouth slightly like a fool until he heard Yan Mu ask him.
"Is it sweet? I saw a sugar shop just now, so I bought some snowflake sugar."
Yan Mu also stuffed a piece of candy into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging like a little squirrel.
Yu Yuan closed his mouth, he couldn't help but think of the fragrance from the girl's fingertips just now.
He unconsciously licked his lips, glanced at Yan Mu, and quickly lowered his eyes.
"Sweet." He heard himself say that.
The author has something to say:
If Yan Mu really asks Yu Yuan to buy a small dress together... I think Yu Yuan will faint from embarrassment.
As for the update, it depends on tomorrow's list... If it's a masterpiece, I'll update it to 70,000 overnight, and then add another 30,000 to v.
If it's Xingxiu... Woohoo, if it's Xingxiu, it can only be delayed for another week at the current update rate, and then 30,000 will be added to v.
You have to believe that I am a diligent pigeon, pray for a good list! ! !