The two of them first went to the bookstore where Xiao Hanzheng copied books, which was also the largest in the county.

When the shopkeeper saw Xiao Hanzheng, he said with a smile: "Master Xiao is here. Do you want to take the book back and copy it today?"

Xiao Hanzheng is the only Xiao Sanyuan that has been paid in Nanxi County for so many years, so he is very polite.

Xiao Hanzheng smiled lightly and replied: "I won't be copying books today. I wrote a storybook. I want to show it to the shopkeeper. Do you want to accept it?"

The shopkeeper was startled, "Ah, what kind of storybook did Mr. Xiao write?"

Xiao Hanzheng had been copying books from him for several years, but he had never written a storybook.

It seemed before that the other party didn't like those love stories very much.

So he was a little curious about what storybooks Xiao Hanzheng would write.

Xiao Hanzheng took out the written manuscript and handed it over.

The shopkeeper asked the waiter to serve tea to the two of them, and he sat aside and watched.

At first I thought the first two chapters were a bit confusing. What is this about?

There is no love, nor is there any ghosts or strange things.

The writing is quite good, but the story is a pity.

But I still had the patience to read on, and then I became fascinated.

When I saw the protagonist embarking on the path to immortality and about to enter the sect, the manuscript was gone.

He said with unfinished thoughts: "Master Xiao's story book is very innovative. It's the first time I've seen someone write such a story book about cultivating immortals. I really want to continue reading the follow-up."

He asked: "Are you planning to write a long novel?"

Xiao Hanzheng nodded: "If the price is right and the sales are good, I will write a long story."

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "According to my experience, this shouldn't be a bad sale."

"I just don't know what price Mr. Xiao wants to sell it for?"

Xiao Hanzheng had discussed it with Shi Qingluo before he came, "I don't want to sell the manuscript alone and negotiate the price, but I want to share it."

This was his wife's idea, and he thought it was a good idea, so if the book sells well, he won't lose money.

The shopkeeper was puzzled, "What is a share?"

Xiao Hanzheng said: "You mean how many storybooks you sell every month, after deducting your printing, store rental and other costs, I will give you 40% of the profit."

This is the first time the shopkeeper has encountered someone selling storybooks like this.

He said in embarrassment: "This, our store has never accepted story books like this."

Xiao Hanzheng smiled nonchalantly, "Then I'll take it to another bookstore and have a look."

When the shopkeeper heard this, he felt bad. He felt that this was going to make him angry. If it was sold by other families, they would not only lose money, but also have a lot of business taken away.

So he smiled and said: "I can't make the decision on this. It just so happens that my son came to the bookshop today to check the accounts. How about I go upstairs and ask for instructions?"

Xiao Hanzheng also knew that the shopkeeper couldn't make the decision on this kind of thing, "Okay."

The shopkeeper smiled and said hello, took the manuscript and went upstairs.

Upstairs, Bai Xu was looking through the bookstore's account books, somewhat dissatisfied with the bookstore's profits in recent months.

The bookshop run by the Wu family has released several Newspeak books in the past six months, taking away a lot of their business.

Just as I was thinking about it, the shopkeeper walked in.

"Master, I have a new story here. It has new themes and interesting stories. It's not the kind of gaudy romance. I think it might be popular."

"But the person who wrote the script wants 40% of the profit as a reward. I can't make the decision, so I want you to make the decision."

After the shopkeeper finished speaking, he handed over the manuscript.

It was also the first time that Bai Xu had heard of this method of selling scripts. He took the manuscript with some curiosity, "I'll take a look first and then talk about it."

When he sees a plot where the protagonist is in danger and saves the day, or when he meets a treasure, he can't help but slap the table and cheer.

After reading it, I still have the same taste as the shopkeeper.

He asked: "Do you still have the manuscript?"

The shopkeeper shook his head, "No more." He also wanted to continue reading.

Bai Xu suddenly became interested and said, "Invite people to come up and talk."

He asked again: "By the way, do I know the person selling the storybook?"

The shopkeeper replied: "I know Xiao Xiucai, who won the Little Three Yuan."

Bai Xu was surprised, "Is he feeling better?"

The shopkeeper nodded: "You look good, your body should be fine."

"They say it's a happy occasion, and it's amazing." He now somewhat believed the rumors.

When Bai Xu heard this, he thought of Xiao Hanzheng's difficult wife.

"Okay, please bring people up."

"yes!"

Soon the shopkeeper took Xiao Hanzheng and the two of them into the private room upstairs.

Shi Qingluo was stunned when he saw Bai Xu sitting in the private room, "So this bookstore is owned by your family!"

This is easier to do.

Bai Xu always felt that the way this girl looked at him was like a dog looking at a bone.

Bah, he is not a bone.

He smiled and said, "Yes, this is my Bai family's property."

Then he stood up and bowed his hands to Xiao Hanzheng, "Hello, Mr. Xiao!"

Xiao Hanzheng also bowed his hand to him, "Master Bai, you are polite!"

Bai Xu raised his hand and said, "Please sit down, both of you."

Xiao Hanzheng and the two sat down opposite him.

Bai Xu asked: "Master Xiao, were you the one who wrote this talk about cultivating immortals?"

Xiao Hanzheng nodded, "Yes, what do you think of Mr. Bai?"

Bai Xu said truthfully: "The writing is very good."

He changed the subject and said: "This is the method of payment you want. This is the first time I have encountered it."

Xiao Hanzheng smiled and said, "If there is one, there will be two. Mr. Bai, just get used to it."

He didn't beat around the bush, "Then what do you think of my remuneration proposal?"

Bai Xu tapped the table with his fingertips, "I think your request of 40% is too high."

Xiao Hanzheng was not good at bargaining, so Shi Qingluo fell into it.

She stretched out her index finger and shook it, "You're wrong, we want 40% which is not high at all."

"Let's not talk about the profits that this book will bring to you if it becomes popular, and the reputation of the bookstore will be improved."

She emphasized, "As long as you cooperate with us, you will make a lot of money. If we ask for 40%, you will definitely take advantage."

Bai Xu: "..." Does this mean he is taking advantage?

They used to collect storybooks and pay the people who wrote them, but the total amount was less than 10% of the profit.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Tell me, how can Dafa take advantage of me by cooperating with you?"

Shi Qingluo replied: "Books are good. If this book becomes popular, my husband will cooperate with your bookstore for the next book."

"Our family also makes tofu that is not available in the whole Daliang. I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Bai Xu shook his head, "No."

The shopkeeper interjected, "Master, I know this. It's a newly popular food in the past two days."

"My wife bought a piece for cooking yesterday and it tastes really good."

Bai Xu's thoughts changed and he looked at Shi Qingluo, "What does this have to do with the sales pitch?"

Shi Qing said, "Of course it does matter. Isn't the restaurant your family runs competing with the Wu family?"

"If we can get tofu and other soy products from our house and make them into vegetables, it will be the first one in Daliang, not to mention being exclusive in Nanxi County."

"I also know a lot of tofu recipes, and I can give them to you when the time comes."

If there is one more big customer, she will probably have to find Bai Xu to cooperate with others in the future.
Chapter completed!