The sales volume of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was not obvious on the first day, only a few copies were sold.
Sure enough, it was folk tales and dramas such as a poor scholar stealing a young lady that attracted those customers more.
As for martial arts?
Our country, Chu, advocates governing the country with culture. Who has time to read a book about martial arts that is as rough as a man's?
But it’s also a pity that the good plot in the book is a pity.
This disappointed the bookstore owner. After all, there was no way to get back the copies of these volumes!
He sold it for two taels of silver and lost money!
At this moment, a group of people suddenly poured in from outside.
The original bookstore clerk wanted to say hello, but he quickly moved away. There were too many people rushing in...
The shopkeeper looked at the man outside who looked like he was about to demolish the bookstore and said bravely: "Masters, everyone, what are you doing in this small shop?"
One of them replied: "Do you still have "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" here?"
Another person said: "If there is any, please take it out and show it to us!"
Another person said: "Shopkeeper, did you hear that? We have a lot of silver with you!"
Soon, the few dozen booklets in the bookstore were sold out.
As soon as the person who got the book walked out, he bumped into someone who was outside and walking in.
The person walking in saw the book in the hand of the person walking out and immediately said: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes is sold here! Everyone, hurry in!"
The shopkeeper looked at the incoming customers and said: "Dear guests, all the remaining stock in the store has been sold out today, and there is no more copy left. How about this? Come back tomorrow, I will definitely have enough scripts for you.
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Finally, everyone left with the words "you are my mother" and "I am your mother and maidservant".
The shopkeeper wiped the saliva from his face and quickly ordered the waiter beside him: "Go and order people to typeset immediately. Print as many copies as you can!"
The waiter agreed and immediately ran to the workshop in the back.
In the next few days, more and more people scolded Yanwu.
"This person whose pen name is Yan Wu is really something. He only writes so much in a pamphlet! It's really unreasonable!"
"It's such a short time! Is this nonsense?!"
"This is really unreasonable!"
"I really want to lock him in a dark room and write a storybook. If he doesn't write a hundred times a day, I won't give him food!"
"Brother, what a great idea, I want to go too!"
"Add it to the next one!"
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"Oh!"
"Oh!"
"Oh!"
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Xu Qing rubbed his sore nose. The sneezing symptoms had lasted for several days. This was no longer a matter of others praising his handsomeness behind his back. If he continued like this, Xu Qing might catch a cold.
Xu Qing decided to see a doctor immediately. He could not go on like this. No matter how much money he made, it would be useless if his life was lost...
Just thinking about this, Xu Qing immediately put down his pen and walked towards the door.
"boom!"
Xu Qing, who was about to go out, and the person coming in were caught off guard and bumped into each other.
It didn't hurt much, and a woman's body fragrance spread into Xu Qing's nose.
Separating distance from Xu Qing, Su Qian frowned and said, "Why are you so panicked?"
Xu Qing said: "My subordinate may be infected with the cold and wants to go to the hospital to get some medicine."
At this time, Su Qian handed over a few packages of things wrapped in yellow paper, looked at Xu Qing and said, "I saw you were sneezing a lot yesterday. I've got some medicine to treat wind and cold for you. I took it to boil and drink."
Xu Qing's eyes turned red for a moment as he looked at the packages of medicinal materials wrapped in yellow paper in his hand, and he was moved: "I didn't expect you to care about me so much, boss..."
Su Qian said calmly: "You'd better not get sick, otherwise it will delay writing the story. I'm still waiting to see it."
Hearing these words, most of the emotion in Xu Qing's heart dissipated instantly...
It turns out that she just regards herself as a writing tool with no feelings...
However, the female boss gave him the medicine without asking her to pay for it. It seemed that the money for the medicine was saved.
When Su Qian returned home in the afternoon, she happened to meet Magistrate Su.
Magistrate Su looked at Su Qian and said, "I've prepared a meal for my father, why don't we sit down and eat together."
Su Qian shook her head. Even when facing Magistrate Su, her voice didn't change much. She still said calmly: "No, I've eaten outside."
After that, Su Qian turned around and walked into her boudoir and closed the door.
A man dressed as a servant said from the side: "Sir, the food is here for you. Eat it while it's hot."
Magistrate Su waved his sleeves and said angrily: "Eat, eat, eat whatever you want! Take it away! I have no appetite!"
Then he looked at the door again, and finally let out a sigh.
It has been a long time since I saw my daughter smile. In fact, even though they are father and daughter, they have not been able to speak a few words in a month.
In the boudoir
Su Qian looked at some letters on the table, and when she opened them, there were two invitations.
Invitation to Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party
One has her name written on it, and the other has Xu Qing's name written on it.
It seems that the person organizing the poetry meeting couldn't find who Xu Qing was, so he sent them to her.
She and Xu Qing were not good at poetry gatherings and did not like the excitement. Instead of spending time attending poetry gatherings, they would rather press him on the table and write stories.
Su Qian was about to ask someone to cancel the poetry meeting, but then gave up the idea after thinking about it for a while.
Fame is of no use to her, but it may be of great use to Xu Qing.
Although he is now a policeman and cannot take part in the imperial examination, becoming an official is not just a matter of taking the imperial examination.
If you are famous enough and have outstanding literary talent, you can still rely on people to recommend you to become an official.
Although he has no fame and honor, as long as he becomes an official, he has entered the gentry.
Since ancient times, when it came to agriculture, industry and commerce, merchants were the last profession.
And doing business involves taking risks. If you don’t do it well, you’ll lose everything!
Who would go into business if they could become an official?
Unless your brain is broken!
She wanted to keep this invitation. Xu Qing must go. It would be best if he could write one or two more poems like those at the Prince's Poetry Recital.
next day
After Xu Qing finished writing again, Su Qian placed an invitation on Xu Qing's desk and said, "Please be well prepared for the Chinese Valentine's Day Poetry Party in half a month."
Xu Qing blinked innocently: "Poetry party? What's the point of participating in such a boring poetry party? It's better to go to Goulan to listen to music. Boss, can't you push me?"
Su Qian couldn't help but feel a little anxious when she saw Xu Qing's disapproving look. She could refuse the poetry meeting because the poetry meeting was not important to her, but it was very important to Xu Qing!
Then Su Qian looked at Xu Qing and said, "I can refuse, but you can't. Can you afford to offend the person organizing the poetry meeting?"
Xu Qing was stunned and looked at the invitation on the table: "Isn't this your invitation, boss? What does it have to do with me?"
Su Qian said: "Open it and take a look."
Xu Qing opened the invitation Su Qian put on the table and Xu Qing's name was clearly written on it!
Xu Qing was stunned for a moment after reading: "Why do they know my name? And why would they send me an invitation?!"
Su Qian looked at Xu Qing and said: "You don't know how famous you were that day. In the literary circles of Yong'an Mansion, everyone knows about it. My family's background allows me to reject the Poetry Club and get away."
It’s outside the world, but does your family have this kind of background?”
There is no doubt that Xu Qing does not, he is just a policeman... he has a fart background?!
