Looking at Ouyang Ming's confident expression, I thought about how yesterday I was sitting on the bench in the restaurant and vaguely heard him handing out gifts to everyone.
Everyone was very happy to receive the gift, and it seemed that he chose something based on everyone's preferences and needs.
Then she was really curious about what she was like in his mind.
What would he choose as a gift for her?
Judging from the size of the box, it shouldn't be made of fabric. Could it be jewelry?
Or something else.
Jiang Zhiyue's curiosity was slowly aroused, and she was really curious now.
She glanced at the small wooden box in Ouyang Ming's hand and asked curiously: "What is it?"
Ouyang Ming did not continue to tease her. He could not stay here for long.
Before leaving, you need to let Zhiyue learn how to use the things in this box.
He spread his hand flat in front of Jiang Zhiyue and opened the box.
Jiang Zhiyue saw that after the box was opened, there was a bracelet wrapped with gold wire lying quietly inside.
She took the bracelet in her hand and felt it. It was not made of jade, nor gold or silver, because the weight was wrong.
She turned it over in her hand, and finally found something wrong.
Jiang Zhiyue said with some uncertainty: "Is there... something in this bracelet?"
Ouyang Ming cast an admiring glance at her and explained: "Indeed, this is a small hidden weapon."
With that said, Ouyang Ming followed Jiang Zhiyue's hand and explained the principle of this bracelet.
"Tap this place lightly, and this small piece will separate. There are three silver needles dyed with venom inside, which can be used in emergencies."
Jiang Zhiyue raised her head and said, "Thank you, I like it very much."
Ouyang Ming smiled with satisfaction and said, "As long as you like it."
Before coming, he was very careful when choosing gifts for each person, and asked his subordinates to buy things according to each person's different preferences or needs.
And thinking that Jiang Zhiyue often helped Sanlang and the others modify some small things on their way to escape, it occurred to them that she might be more interested in these things than jewelry and fabrics.
So he made a bracelet by himself. Although it was wrapped with gold wire, it was not eye-catching.
Now that he saw that Jiang Zhiyue liked her, he felt relieved.
The two chatted for a while and then were called to eat.
The Jiang family's usual meals are not as extravagant as last night. They simply cook sweet potato porridge and mix two pickles.
During the meal, Ming Yuanqing mentioned the martial arts script that Jiang Zhiyue was telling them.
"Zhiyue, you didn't even finish your story last night. That young master broke into the Demon Hall's headquarters. What happened in the end?"
Since Jiang Zhiyue's speech, she has gained a large number of loyal fans.
In this era when there were very few entertainment items, every time after dinner, the Jiang family and the Wang family would gather around Jiang Zhiyue to listen to her tell stories.
Jiang Zhiyue also asked them to take turns recording the stories she told while she was telling them.
And because she was too drunk last night, the speech book was naturally put on hold.
Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, Jiang Zhiyue told the story of the next few rounds.
Jiang Dalang immediately skillfully took out the pen and ink paper that was often placed here from the room and began to record it.
In the next two rounds, naturally the young master broke into the Demon Hall's headquarters with the intention of killing the cult leader for Tian Xingdao, but he failed to find the opportunity.
On the night he sneaked in, someone accidentally discovered his whereabouts.
He could only take advantage of the chaos and escape into a house. Unfortunately, the house was occupied by the well-protected and somewhat innocent little daughter of the leader of the Demon Hall.
The little girl took a fancy to the young man's complexion and made a deal with him.
He was staying with her as a servant, so she wouldn't expose him.
In order to find another chance, the young man endured the humiliation and agreed to stay with this little girl.
Jiang Zhiyue stopped talking here. She picked up the water glass in front of her to moisten her throat and stopped talking.
Ming Yuanqing stared expectantly and asked, "What's next? Has he found an opportunity?"
Jiang Zhiyue shook her head and said, "This ends today. If you want to know what happens next, please listen to the next chapter."
As soon as Jiang Zhiyue said this, everyone had some unfinished thoughts.
Even Li Da and Li Wen, who had just arrived at Jiang's house, were fascinated by what they heard at the door.
Ouyang Ming looked at Jiang Zhiyue with some surprise, and an idea flashed in his mind.
He asked: "Are these things you said written down every time?"
Jiang Zhiyue nodded and said, "I asked my eldest brother and the others to take turns writing it down. I thought if I could sell it, I could make a living."
After saying that, she looked at Ouyang Ming belatedly and asked, "What do you think?"
Ouyang Ming chuckled and said, "I do have some ideas. If you want to sell this book, what do you think of me?"
Jiang Zhiyue looked at Ouyang Ming and said seriously: "Discuss cooperation?"
Ouyang Ming nodded and said: "Leave these scripts to me, publish them, market them and sell them. We will get 28% of the money earned."
Jiang Zhiyue looked at Ouyang Ming for a moment.
Twenty-eight points...
When she went to the town, she went to a bookstore to read it. The types of storybooks of this era were simple, and they were nothing more than some love stories that the scholar and lady couldn't love, or some chivalrous stories.
Although she didn't have much contact with these in her previous life, she still knew more than the people here.
Coupled with the plug-in Youspace, there are too many martial arts, fantasy and romance novels to count.
She believes that as long as she puts things out, there will be a good response.
It's just that she hasn't had time to find the right person to cooperate with.
Before this, she had also thought about trying to gain as much benefit as possible. After all, book printing and other work needed to be completed by another party, which was also a time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly matter.
So the best she could think of was only four or six points, of course it would be six for her and four for the other party.
Thinking like this, Jiang Zhiyue looked at Ouyang Ming again.
He just said 28 points, who is 2 points and who is 8 points?
Jiang Zhiyue was about to ask him, but Ouyang Ming, as if he knew what she was thinking, said one step ahead: "You keep 80% of the money you earn, and I keep 20%."
Although Jiang Zhiyue was prepared, she was still a little surprised.
Jiang Zhiyue, who originally planned to fight for her own interests with a serious look, was a little confused. She held her words in her mouth and swallowed them.
Jiang Zhiyue coughed slightly uncomfortably and asked uncertainly: "You only want 20%?"
Ouyang Ming said firmly: "Yes, only 20%."
The two looked at each other, as if firelight flashed.
Old Mrs. Jiang asked in confusion: "What's 28%? Can this thing still be sold for money?"
Many people have already understood this matter from the conversation between Jiang Zhiyue and Ouyang Ming.
It seemed that Zhiyue wanted to find someone to cooperate with others in publishing and selling the things she had written down, so A Ming took over the matter.
It seems that the price... is even better than Zhiyue expected.
I have to say that Jiang Yuchao’s guess was pretty good when it comes to knowing his daughter better than her father.
Seeing that Jiang Zhiyue was not hiding anything, he explained the fact that story books could be sold for money.
Sure enough, as soon as these words were said, Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Sun were all happy and said: "Then why are you hesitating if you can sell it for money?"
In their eyes, the stories Jiang Zhiyue tells every day have no other effect besides being interesting.
Now I know that this waste paper can be exchanged for money, so I am naturally very happy.
Jiang Zhiyue hesitated for a moment and looked at Ouyang Ming and said, "I won't let you suffer too much. You can use these for printing. We will divide the money earned 40-60, I will take 60%, and the remaining 40% will be given to you."
Jiang Zhiyue had already vaguely felt that Ouyang Ming might be in urgent need of money.
When Ouyang Ming heard this, he looked at Jiang Zhiyue with warmth in his eyes. He did not reject Jiang Zhiyue's proposal.
Jiang Zhiyue brought over the written papers from her room.
Ouyang Ming flipped through it casually, and the handwriting on it was obviously not written by one person.
Some handwritings are sharp and sharp, while others are round and gentle. It can be seen that the temperaments of the owners of the handwriting are also very different.
The paper is also thoughtfully marked with serial numbers, so even if the order is messed up, you can still know which one is first and which one is last.
Jiang Dalang also handed over the pages he had just written to Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming took it and looked at the paper. The handwriting on it was similar to the one he saw just now, with no sharp edge.
He nodded and put the pages at the bottom of the stack of papers in his hand, and then handed them to Li Da and Li Wen who were guarding outside the door.
After Li Wen took it, he quickly grabbed the top stack, and then couldn't wait to read it.
Li Da clenched his fist and resisted the urge to grab it from Li Wen. He actually wanted to see it too.
But if you want to maintain your aloof image, forget it.
Thinking like this, Li Da rolled his eyes at Li Wen, held the sword in his arms and stood up straight.
But his eyes kept looking towards Li Wen.
What happened next was that not everyone in the Jiang family stayed behind, but Jiang Yuchao and Mr. Jiang stayed with Jiang Zhiyue, and discussed the cooperation with Ouyang Ming in detail.
Before this was over, Jiang Zhiyue took out a pen and paper and asked her father, Jiang Yuchao, to draft a deed.
Then Jiang Zhiyue and Ouyang Ming signed their names on the deed.
…
Ouyang Ming and the others stayed here for a while and left before noon.
Their arrival and departure did not disturb other people in Guhuai Village.
Before leaving, Ouyang Ming looked at the mountains behind Jiang's yard with a deeper look.
After Ouyang Ming left, everything in the Jiang family went as usual.
Jiang Zhiyue still takes some time after dinner every day to give them speech books.
During the day, the boys practiced martial arts or learned knowledge from Bai Yifeng.
With Bai Yifeng here, the Jiang family is not in a hurry to find a school for them, and will wait until spring to plan everything.
On days like this, time passes by slowly.
It’s late December, and it’s also the day before the twelfth lunar month, the winter solstice.
Early in the morning, Mrs. Zhang chopped the pork she bought yesterday into minced meat and mixed it with the drained cabbage.
