Perhaps Chen Mu was a little weaker, but Liu Si had woken up a long time ago and was sitting on the edge of the bed, stabbing the female worker with the candlelight in front of the table.
"Is the boss awake?"
Seeing Chen Mu stand up, Liu Si smiled gently, and then brought the broth on the table over.
I was busy all night yesterday and didn't eat anything during the day. The sight of a bowl of soup and stewed meat immediately brought out the glutton in Chen Mu's stomach.
"My wife is so kind."
After saying that, under Liu Si's gaze, Chen Mu finished the soup in the bowl in one gulp. However, the moment it entered his stomach, he could taste the faint medicinal smell in the soup.
Chen Mu didn't think too much about it at the moment, and then started to dig at the pieces of stewed meat in the bowl.
These pieces of meat were also very special. Looking closely through the candlelight, Chen Mu could not tell what kind of meat they were. There was an unspeakable fishy smell in his mouth.
After finishing the meal, he realized that Liu Si was holding back a smirk. Without waiting for further questioning, Chen Mu noticed that his whole body was gradually getting a little warm, as if he was being roasted by a fire. Most importantly, his lower body was gradually reacting.
Looking at Liu Si's plump figure, Chen Mu only thought of one word in his mind - Run!
"Daughter-in-law...Daughter-in-law, what kind of meat is this?"
Liu Si put down the things in his hands, blew on the coal lamp, and then pressed Chen Mu on the bed like a beast pounced on its prey.
"Yesterday I found a piece of earth at my mother's place. This is a pig whip."
"this……"
No wonder my mouth smelled bad when I ate it. It turned out that what I just ate was a pig... But Xunsi behaved quite well on weekdays. Why did this girl want to feed herself this?
Liu Si clamped Chen Mu's wrist with both hands. Somehow, this girl was usually very sweet and sweet, but once she got to bed, she became a completely different person, very strong.
As for Chen Mu, since being fucked by Liu Siqiang, he has become more and more fond of this... feeling of struggling to escape and having to let himself be picked and played with.
Although I know it is a mental illness, I still enjoy it...
Then he put his face against Chen Mu's chest and whispered: "My stomach hasn't moved all the time. People in the village are laughing at me behind my back. I heard my mother said that my father ate this and my mother became pregnant with her."
Hearing this, Chen Mu couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that he was not the first. Our father-in-law had already been fed twenty or thirty years ago.
However, from the words, Chen Mu could clearly feel that Liu Si did want a child.
"I've also read your book. Tonight, I am Nie Xiaoqian and you are Ning Caichen..."
Before Chen Mu could speak, his mouth was blocked. Now his whole body was unbearably hot, and he was destined to be sleepless again that night.
At noon the next day, the three of them had dinner in the village and then headed towards Yelang City with the printed books.
My eldest brother had nothing to do in the morning and made some copies using movable calligraphy. The number of books now should be around six or seven hundred, which I think should be enough.
The mountain roads in Shu are rugged. A poet once said, "The road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the sky."
It was okay to carry some vegetables on weekdays, but now I realized how difficult the road was when carrying these heavy objects down the mountain. If it weren't for the quick eyesight and quick hands of my elder brother, I would have fallen into the ditch many times.
It is true that if you want to get rich, you must first build roads. It is really difficult to do a good business without a convenient transportation channel.
If the book selling business can really become a big business, the first thing Chen Mu will do is to make Lihe Village his own production base.
This place is relatively remote, and the technology of moving calligraphy can ensure that it is not leaked to the greatest extent. Moreover, it is very close to the bank of the Yangtze River. When the time comes, shops can spread to prefectures and counties along the Yangtze River, and goods can go straight down the river, which is extremely convenient.
After about an hour, Chen Mu and the others finally arrived at Yelang East City.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Liu Jingtang holding a writing brush and walking on a piece of rice paper.
Now that I have taken good care of him, I found that this boy has a pretty handsome face. He is following his mother's lead. His white clothes and black bun make him look like a young man from an aristocratic family.
Since being unmasked by Chen Mu last time, this kid no longer dares to treat everyone as a fool like he did before. He smiles lightly and says hello when it's time to say hello.
Liu Si liked this younger brother very much, so she put down the books in her backpack and took Liu Jingtang for a walk on the street. From the beginning to the end, she never stopped talking and seemed to have countless words to say.
After the two sisters left, Chen and Mu began to tidy up the shop.
When opening a shop in a gathering place for civilians like Dongcheng, you don't need to arrange all kinds of gorgeous decorations like Bi Mo Bookstore, and hire shopping guides with heavy makeup.
We are not targeting high-end consumer groups. The most important thing is that it is cheap and affordable so that everyone can afford it.
With a dozen bookshelves set up and a checkout counter set up in front of the door, everything is basically complete.
Chen Jianghe sat in front of the door, wiped the sweat on his head and asked: "Don't blame my brother for talking too much... Your boy's book is really amazing, but... this place is so remote, can anyone really buy it?"
Chen Mu smiled: "Don't worry, we will find out tomorrow morning."
Seeing the confidence on Chen Mu's face, Chen Jianghe wanted to speak again, but thought about it and swallowed it.
Nowadays, success or failure is no longer important. Seeing that the unskilled gangster in the past can now do things in a down-to-earth manner, he, as the elder brother, is very satisfied.
Then he looked at the empty plaque standing in the corner: "But... what should our shop be called?"
After hearing this, Chen Mu finally remembered, wiped the sweat on his hands, and took out the pen and inkstone from the room.
After staring at the plaque for a moment, his pen suddenly dropped.
"Bookstore at midnight? The name sounds so weird."
In Chen Jianghe's eyes, the name of the shop is similar to Cai Lai, and the name Sheng Yuan has a meaningful meaning.
The name Chen Mu chose is really puzzling. If I had known better, I would have chosen it myself. It was a waste of this plaque.
However, Chen Mu did not stop writing after finishing writing, and wrote a series of small characters under the shop name.
The lights are on at three o'clock and the chicken is on at five o'clock, which is when men are studying.
Black-haired people don’t know how to study hard early, white-haired people regret studying late.
As soon as this poem came out, Chen Jianghe immediately shut up and looked at the four lines of the poem in a daze. Only then did he realize that the clown was himself.
"The bookstore is updated on the 3rd and 5th floors... I'm not telling you why you are so talented, your name is so suitable for the occasion!"
Seeing his eldest brother changing his face like flipping through a book, Chen Mu just smiled faintly. The poetry was simple and simple. It was not a masterpiece. Almost anyone who had read a few lines in the book could understand it.
But the most praiseworthy thing is the simplicity of this poem.
Black-haired people don't know how to study early, and white-headed people regret studying late. At a glance, you can feel the feelings of the predecessors who advised young people not to waste their time and work hard in time instead of regretting it in the future.
This poem is a perfect name for the bookstore.
Immediately, with the help of my elder brother, I hung the plaque high.
Seeing the successful opening of his first shop, Chen Mu felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment. He set a small goal to earn him ten thousand taels this year. Thinking about it, he was a little excited.
After stacking all the books on the bookshelf, the two of them came back from dinner and it was almost dark.
Liu Si and his brother had already returned, and they were enjoying the cool air downstairs with their eldest brother, chatting about home affairs.
As for Chen Mu, he was alone in the room, writing furiously. A half-meter-thick sheet of paper had already been piled up beside his desk. The book had already been written, and what he was currently writing were leaflets.
The most important part of all this is the leaflet. Maybe this thing was useless in the previous life, but if it were replaced in ancient times, the effect would be completely different.
We know that the people walking on the street every day are like fresh, uncut leeks.
Of course, the content on the flyer is also extremely sophisticated, with euphemistic words and almost pleading.
Anyway, the general idea is to ask the urban literary people to come to the Dongcheng store to buy a book and see if there are any problems with the writing.
Come to think of it, these literati, who are usually arrogant to the core, would never let go of this opportunity to become his teachers to prove that their knowledge is superior to his own.
As for the face, in order to make money and attract traffic, Chen Mu was not prepared to take it. As long as the whole city knew that there was such a surprisingly cheap shop in Dongcheng, everything would be worth it.