Rebirth of Naruto: Terumi Mei's fiancé

Chapter 134 Harvesting a Writer

Soon the two mission documents attracted Bai Yu's attention.

One is the A-level task of destroying the bandits in the Land of Thunder, and the other is the A-level task of going to the Land of Grass to assassinate the minister.

These two tasks are not easy, but they are very close to where Bai Yu wants to go.

After choosing these two tasks, Bai Yu began to plan the route, and wanted to choose a secondary school station on the way from the country of water to the country of thunder and the country of grass.

Because the map of Naruto World has long been familiar.

After choosing for a long time, Bai Yu finally chose a B-level mission in the land of soup, exterminating wolves.

After selecting these three tasks, Bai Yu returned to his residence and waited for the review.

It's just that when he went back, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes staring at him behind him, which made him very uncomfortable.

But thinking of the recent stir up of so many major events, it is inevitable that people will be watching them now.

It happened that he was about to go on a mission tomorrow, so there was no need to worry too much about the people monitoring him discovering too many of his secrets.

After leaving the village, you can do whatever you want, even making detonating charms can be done in an open manner without worrying about being discovered.

After returning to the residence of the Taodi clan, Bai Yu first found Taodi Zilaifeng.

Since he lived on the same street, Bai Yu arrived at Zi Laifeng's residence not long after.

After knocking on the door, it took a while to walk out with the wind blowing under the black eyes.

"My lord, what is your business?"

Almost the moment he saw Bai Yu, Zi Laifeng quickly put a smile on his face.

Bai Yu glanced at the scene of the room for a while, and was suddenly attracted by some messy papers inside.

"I came to you to discuss making money, but why don't you invite me in?"

Zi Laifeng was a little surprised, and didn't dare to neglect, and immediately led Bai Yu into the house.

Walking into the living room with the wind, you will be greeted with a strong smell of pen and ink, and you will be greeted by tall bookshelves one after another.

All this made Bai Yu suspect that he had walked into a scribe's room.

A ninja who kills like hemp, the room is filled with calligraphy and painting that literati like, the contrast is not too big.

"It looks like you have a great hobby~"

Wind scratched his head.

"It's just reading books when you're bored, shouldn't it be nothing?"

"Can you write articles?"

"Writing articles?" Zi Laifeng said with a strange face, a little unsure, "I just write randomly, when I have an idea, it may not be considered an article~"

Bai Yu didn't ask any more questions, but picked up a piece of paper on the table with words written all over it, looked at it carefully for a moment, and suddenly felt a bright light in his eyes.

Although the story is a little too plain, the writing is good and the writing is very smooth.

This kind of writing power is still lacking in writing masterpieces, but it is easy to use for writing small white essays.

After coming to this conclusion, Bai Yu looked at Zi Laifeng with a different gaze, it was so hot that Zi Laifeng clutched his chest tightly, with a tense look on his face.

"Ahem, don't be too nervous, I'm just discussing with you about making money. After seeing something you wrote, I now have a new idea.

I don’t know if you intend to write a book, or make money by writing a book?”

"Make money by writing books?" As soon as he heard Bai Yu's proposal, Zi Laifeng immediately frowned, "To tell you the truth, I have tried writing books, but I have never been favored by bookstore owners. Writing books is too difficult Yes. If you really have a way to write books to make money, you should write them yourself, I can’t..."

Although I don't know how difficult it is, Bai Yu, who also directed the best-selling author in the first life, has no less confidence.

"No no, from the point of view of writing, you are already very good. The writing is fluent, and the descriptions in all aspects are also very delicate. The only shortcoming is that the story is not twisted enough to arouse people's interest."

"This... a bunch of my old brothers told me the same thing. I just think that I am not suitable for writing. But your appreciation is really good, and you can see it at a glance."

After being praised by the wind, Bai Yu also laughed in agreement.

"It's nothing, I only know a little bit about this. But listen to you, how many old brothers do you have, and they also like writing?"

Zi Lai Feng touched his head and said with a smile.

"That is to say, no one reads what I write, and my own people read each other. But speaking of it, an article written by an old brother of mine was recently taken by the owner of the bookstore, and it may soon become prosperous."

"I didn't say it. If you write according to what I said, you will definitely be spotted by the boss. Maybe the fire will be much faster than your brother."

The wind looked skeptical.

"My lord, writing a book is not just about having a good idea. The authors who are famous now are scribes who have experienced ups and downs and have extremely rich experience. It is impossible for my wild way to compare with those people."

Hearing that Zi Laifeng gave up on himself so much, Bai Yu smiled lightly.

"Anyway, you feel that you can't compare with those people, so you might as well try my idea. It will take a little effort to try it, what if it succeeds?

If you still don’t want to, what if I hire you to write? Once it counts as my hiring you, then the income you get from what you write will be shared with me. "

"Employment?" Zi Laifeng opened his mouth wide, wondering if he heard it wrong. After patting his ear, he hurriedly asked, "Master, are you really willing to hire someone like me to write a book?"

Bai Yu nodded without hesitation: "Of course, what I say always counts. But since you have accepted my employment, then I will share some of the profits in the future.

How about three or seven cents, I give you seven, I only charge three cents of the money earned after the book is published, and give you the remaining seven cents.

In addition, if your book is not sold, I will also encourage you to write at a price of 5 taels per [-] words. "

"5 characters and 20 taels..." Zi Laifeng's voice became as loud as a chicken crowing, but soon he turned bitter, "My lord, although I write very slowly, it takes about five days. I can also write so many words. This price... If I write 100 words, wouldn’t you have to pay [-] million taels?
100 taels is the income only well-known authors in bookstores can have. Are you giving too much land?
And if you want the content I write, the requirements should be very high.I worry……"

"Don't worry, you can write at your level!"

Before Zi Laifeng finished speaking, Bai Yu firmly affirmed.

This made the tap wind stupefied for a while, and two tears fell from the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

He who has been rejected countless times, and who has been dismissed by his old brothers countless times, is now able to receive such persistent approval.

Although he didn't quite understand why, at this moment, his soul of a writer who had been silent for many years seemed to be burning again, and his eyes sparkled with brilliance.

"Understood my lord, I will write whatever you say, and I will definitely do my best to write the article you want!"

Although it felt that Zi Laifeng's enthusiasm came a little suddenly, but finally received a writer, Bai Yu was in a good mood, and immediately began to guide Zi Laifeng's writing.

In fact, the first life also hired people to write novels. At that time, it was extremely difficult to catch ducks on the shelves.

But even if the writing was stumbling, once the first book was published, it still became popular all over the world.

Instructing Zi Laifeng this time, he naturally gained experience, and after a few times of guidance, Zi Laifeng wrote the outline.

After all, what I want to write is a fantasy novel, and many things have no concept of their own style, so naturally I have to write the outline in advance.

(End of this chapter)