Shopkeeper Qiao is a businessman, naturally shrewd and good at calculations.
The current algorithm is that for every two chapters of a manuscript published, ten taels of silver will be paid to the manuscript fee.
They gathered in Wanglou and met each other, handing over money with one hand and manuscripts with the other, without interfering with each other.
When the entire story of "Journey to the West" is finished, Juwang Tower will have nothing to do with her.
With her current literary talent, if she writes "Journey to the East", "Journey to the South", etc. and sells them in other restaurants, Juwanglou will not be able to do anything with her.
What now?
She voluntarily gave the manuscript to their restaurant, and only needed to give her half of the money from selling books, portraits and other items.
How much this half is and how many people can buy it are all unknown.
If they can't sell it, they can save the manuscript fee.
If it is sold, their restaurant can still get some additional money.
After all, for Juwanglou, this is a business that is sure to make a profit without losing any money.
"Okay." Shopkeeper Qiao agreed, "But I don't know the specifics, what should I do?"
"Let's talk about specific things in detail."
Xia Qianqian took out the sketch of Sun Wukong from her sleeve and spread it on the table, "Shopkeeper Qiao, take a look."
Shopkeeper Qiao stepped forward to take a look and was amazed.
A vivid monkey appears on the paper.
He has a thunderous mouth, a lonely face, blazing golden eyes, wearing armor, a golden crown on his head, holding a golden hoop in his hand, and jumping on the clouds with cloud shoes, looking up into the distance.
He looked up and down, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This is the omnipotent Sun Wukong who can reach heaven and sea."
Sure enough, ancient people also liked Sun Wukong.
Xia Qianqian couldn't help but feel proud, and suggested: "My painting lacks color. If I paint it with good color, it will look better."
"You can find a few good painters, or carve this picture on a wooden board and print it into pages. When the time comes, Old Man Sun will lecture on "Journey to the West" on the stage, and the children in your hall will start selling pictures of Sun Wukong." p>
"You can also find some carvers to carve their images into shadow puppets. We will make shadow puppets and play them in the lobby."
"Find some sugar clay figures, sit outside the lobby, and shape them into clay sculptures, sugar sculptures..."
"Shopkeeper Qiao, don't underestimate these small sums of money. As the saying goes, if you add up a little, you will make a big sum."
"We can also gather together the fairies from all walks of life in "Journey to the West". Whoever successfully collects the pictures will be given a huge gift."
This suggestion successfully draws on the idea of making small cards while eating instant noodles when I was a child.
Who hasn’t had the experience of collecting picture cards and saving money every week to buy instant noodles and snacks when they were young?
She also arranged things for modern people and happiness for modern people for ancient people.
"And..."
Xia Qianqian's thoughts were clear and while she was talking, Shopkeeper Qiao seemed to see the crowded and prosperous scene in front of the Juwang Building.
The young master in front of you, if you look carefully, you will occasionally show a feminine look in his movements.
Such a talented person puts men to shame, so how could he be so stupid?
Whoever said she was stupid was someone who was blind.
No, I am blind and deaf.
"So, except for Journey to the West, you can draw all other characters?"
"That's natural."
In that world, for those who grew up immersed in "Journey to the West", a monotonous melody or a simple dialogue will evoke infinite detailed memories.
"This is a big business." Shopkeeper Qiao rubbed his palms, eager to try.
"It is indeed a big business. If Manager Qiao is interested, I can draw up a specific written certificate later, and both of us agree to sign it, and then act in accordance with the agreement."
After saying this, she smiled faintly, "Of course, if Shopkeeper Qiao is not interested, I can naturally look for other restaurants to cooperate. But..."
She promised: "I will still leave all the manuscripts of "Journey to the West" to your restaurant as agreed. As for the rest..."
She paused and fell silent.
Pick up the teacup on the table, take a sip of tea, and moisten your throat.
But...
Why does this tea taste so similar to the tea on the Cuttlefish Car?
Hmm!
Materials were scarce in ancient times, and there were only one or two good things. It’s not surprising.
When shopkeeper Qiao heard that she had other story manuscripts, she immediately agreed, "Young Master, what are you talking about? You are a cheerful person, and I, Qiao, are even more so. We have settled this matter, and please worry about the rest."
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"Okay!"
Xia Qianqian was very satisfied with his answer. She raised her palms and spread them out, "But before we sign a formal agreement, you still need to pay my two manuscript fees."
"Wow haha!" Shopkeeper Qiao was amused by her, "That's natural, that's natural."
He took out ten taels of silver from his sleeve and said, "The silver has been prepared for you a long time ago."
This woman is really good at business.
Xia Qianqian took the silver and stuffed it into her sleeves.
After getting the heavy amount of money, her depressed mood after being cheated early in the morning suddenly became smoother.
Shopkeeper Qiao ordered people to find dyes. Xia Qianqian looked at the colorful grease dyes on the small plate and felt worried.
Turning her head and looking at the hopeful Shopkeeper Qiao next to her, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Shopkeeper Qiao, can you help me color?"
Shopkeeper Qiao: "..." What does this mean? Aren't you responsible for all the painting?
Xia Qianqian looked embarrassed, "I'm not very good at using a brush, but can I do splits?"
Splits?
Shopkeeper Qiao was amused. No wonder the words on her manuscript were crooked, like giant tadpoles.
This painting is lifelike, but the lines are obviously not drawn with a brush. It turns out that I am not good at it.
"Mr. Mo, please tell me what colors I need, and I'll help you color them."
"Okay."
Xia Qianqian was very happy. She pointed at the picture of Sun Wukong and introduced it to him one by one.
After finishing speaking, he drank another large bowl of tea and asked, "Have you remembered clearly?"
Shopkeeper Qiao: "..." The colors are a bit complicated. He really needs a painter.
"If you can't remember." Xia Qianqian took out another piece of paper from her cuff, "I marked the numbers on the pictures. Just color them according to the colors corresponding to the numbers on this paper."
She pushed the paper to Shopkeeper Qiao, "Study slowly, I believe you, you will be able to paint it well."
Shopkeeper Qiao: "..." He doesn't even have that much confidence in himself.
The matter with Shopkeeper Qiao has probably been discussed, and she can just draw up a contract later.
Time flies so fast and I’m getting hungry again.
Xia Qianqian stood up and pretended to leave, "It's getting late, I should go home for dinner."
"Wait!" Shopkeeper Qiao stopped her, "We will have a cooperative relationship from now on. Now that we have come to our Juwang Building, how can we let the young master go back with an empty stomach?"
"Come here, serve the food."
That's great. Juwanglou takes care of her food.
"Shopkeeper Qiao is so polite." Xia Qianqian said politely and looked at Shopkeeper Qiao. The more she looked at him, the more kind he felt.
A person, no matter how old he is, knows how to recognize warmth and warmth in others, and is considerate and gentle, he is a warm man.
