Datang: Empress mother-in-law sent Li Er to test me

What Hu Quhe felt uncomfortable was that the book turned to the last page when he saw the wonderful place!

She couldn't help but said, "Sir, what's next?"

Zhang Dun smiled and said, "Have you finished reading the book?"

Hu Quhe nodded heavily, "The writing is really good, what's next?"

"The rest of the story hasn't been written yet."

Zhang Dun shrugged. He dumped out this book in the house last night, and said, "What do you think will happen if you sell it out?"

"It will definitely explode!"

Hu Quhe said decisively, and suddenly thought of something, she said in surprise: "Sir, are you planning to open a bookstore opposite the Zuixian Tower? Sell this kind of books?"

Zhang Dun nodded with a smile, "I guessed it right, but I only guessed part of it."

Hu Quhe thought for a while and said, "Are you going to let Miss Yang sell books?"

Zhang Dun hummed, "Another part of the guess is correct, let's guess again."

"Behind... the slave family can't guess."

Hu Quhe blinked at him with beautiful eyes, and said, "Sir, can you tell my family?"

Zhang Dun smiled without saying a word, and tapped the table with his finger.

Hu Quhe understood, and quickly ran to Hu Guang.

At this moment, Hu Guang was holding the teapot. Just as he was about to fill the cup with water to take a sip, he watched in astonishment that his daughter snatched the cup from him and put it on the table in front of Zhang Dun.

This girl!Hu Guang glared at her angrily, and took another cup.

After returning to the counter, Hu Quhe gently pushed the teacup into Zhang Dun's arms, and looked at Zhang Dun expectantly.

Chapter 347 When it comes to fame, Ping Kangbo is even more powerful

Zhang Dun held the water glass and took a sip without haste, and said with a smile:

"Qu He, do you think you are more famous in Pingkangfang, or Yang Changrou's is more famous?"

Hu Quhe said without hesitation: "Does it need to be said, of course it is Miss Yang."

Although those people usually call her the number one talented woman in Chang'an.

But in Pingkangfang, if you ask someone casually, that person must know Yang Changrou from Wanhualou, but not her "the most talented woman in Chang'an" Hu Quhe.

"That's right, in terms of fame, who in the whole Pingkang Square doesn't know Miss Yang?"

Zhang Dun nodded slightly, and said, "So this reputation can be used."

He looked back to the outside of the Zuixian Building, pointed to the closed doors of the shops opposite, and said, "Don't talk about the whole Chang'an City, just talk about Pingkang Square, I opened the bookstore, and Yang Changrou's name is there, did you come here?" Will there be more people?"

Hu Quhe didn't answer, but looked at him strangely, "Sir, even if she is not used, there will definitely be more people coming."

"After all, you are Ping Kangbo."

Zhang Dun: "..."

Hu Quhe said with a serious face: "Mr. is much more famous than Mrs. Yang."

"In Pingkangfang, not everyone is interested in brothels. Those who are interested in brothels are all young scholars."

"But you are different. In Pingkangfang, you just pull a child, an old woman, and an old man, and ask them who Ping Kangbo is, and they all know."

"Miss Yang, she only attracts young scholars, but Mr. Yang attracts three generations by herself!"

Zhang Dun: "..."

Hu Quhe blinked and said: "Sir, why is your face so ugly, is what I said wrong?"

"Fuck!"

Zhang Dun said angrily: "Why don't you ask a few more questions? You ask those young scholars, what they will tell you, they will say, Miss Yang is young and beautiful, with red lips and white teeth, she is also a heartthrob."

He pointed to his nose again, and said, "If you ask other people about Ping Kangbo, guess what they will say? It's almost like 'Ah, Ping Kangbo, friend of brothel girls'!"

"Pfft!" Hu Quhe couldn't hold back, and let out a muffled laugh.

"Are you still laughing?" Zhang Dun glared at her, then shook his head and said, "If you really just want to open a bookstore to make money, it is indeed as you said, my reputation is bigger, and I attract more people."

"However, I opened a bookstore not to make money, but to whitewash my reputation."

Zhang Dun narrowed his eyes and said: "It's not rumors in Chang'an City now, am I an uncle of a brothel, then I will give them a bottom line!"

"Come here with your ears, and I'll tell you carefully."

Seeing Zhang Dun waving, Hu Quhe hastily put his ears to it.

Feeling Zhang Dun's breath, her face flushed, reddening to the back of her ears.

Zhang Dun didn't notice, and told her his plan very seriously.

Hu Quhe listened very carefully, and the more she listened, the more surprised she became. When Zhang Dun finished speaking, she looked worried and said, "Sir, are you really going to do this? Wouldn't that offend everyone in Chang'an City?"

Zhang Dun waved his hand and said, "The people in Chang'an City are at most a small group of people."

Hu Quhe still couldn't help but asked, "Is this too risky?"

"No, I have a measure."

Zhang Dun smiled and said: "Also, let me tell you, what I want to do is not just to borrow the reputation of Miss Yang, but to use her as a person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Hu Quhe blinking at him non-stop, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you? What are you blinking for?"

"Ping Kangbo..." Suddenly, a faint voice sounded from behind, "What do you mean by borrowing from my slave's family?"

Zhang Dun: "..."

He turned his head and took a look, and saw the tall, fair-skinned and beautiful Wanhualou head brand Qing Dynasty official in a green skirt, standing behind him with his maid.

Yang Changrou looked at him with complicated eyes, "Isn't my family just coming out of the tiger's den and then into the wolf's den?"

Facing Yang Changrou's questioning, Zhang Dun coughed lightly, "You misunderstood, I plan to open a bookstore."

"Look at this book."

With that said, he handed her the books on the table.

Yang Changrou took the book with half-belief, glanced at the title of the book, let out a sound of surprise, and opened it to read the contents.

The more you watch, the more obsessed you become.

After a long time, Yang Changrou looked away from the page, looked at Zhang Dun in surprise, and said, "It's really well written."

"Ping Kangbo, you wrote this?"

"Correct."

Zhang Dun smiled and said, "However, I won't be writing it soon. I plan to replace the author of this book with you."

"Ah?" Yang Changrou covered her lips and looked at him in surprise, "Ping Kangbo, what do you mean?"

Zhang Dun said seriously: "Didn't you hear what I said just now? Not only do I want to use your reputation, but I also want to use it."

"It means that when I open a bookstore, I want to use you to gain fame, and at the same time, I want to use the books you write to sell."

Zhang Dun took the book from her hand, pressed it on the counter, and continued:

"This book, I'm sure, can become popular in Chang'an City and make a lot of money."

"At that time, with this book, Miss Yang, as the author, you can also earn a share."

"but me……"

Zhang Dun pointed to himself and said: "It can also get rid of the stigma of brothel uncle. Look, isn't it killing three birds with one stone?"

Yang Changrou was silent for a long time, and said: "Uncle Pingkang is a great talent, but there is something unknown about the slave family, why do you want to designate the author of this book as the slave family?"

Zhang Dun patiently explained: "Your identity is quite special. Only after you have cleared your identity can I follow suit. Those old foxes in the court hall used this trick called "beating ghosts and borrowing Zhong Kui". Cheng mortal, do you understand?"

"But..." Yang Changrou said in a complicated tone: "I think that if I do this, what if someone finds out that this book was not written by my family? Wouldn't it ruin Ping Kangbo's plan?"

"Don't worry about this." Zhang Dun said with a smile: "I will teach you how to write a book later, and then you can write a few more books yourself, isn't that all right?"

"Okay..." Yang Changrou hesitated for a long time, and finally bit her lip.

Now she is no longer the top Qing Dynasty official in Wanhualou, she has been redeemed by Zhang Dun.

To put it bluntly, she is Zhang Dun's person now.

Although Zhang Dun didn't mean to belittle him.

However, people always have to live.

If one day she has money, she has no source of income and can only rely on Ping Kangbo, and then she will really be out of control.

Well now, a legitimate opportunity to make money is right in front of you.

Normal people know how to choose.

"Ping Kangbo, this book..." After thinking it over, Yang Changrou felt a lot more relaxed. She pointed to the book on the counter and said, "Can I take it home and read it again?"

Chapter 348 He redeemed you from Wanhualou just to teach you how to write a book?

"Yes." Zhang Dun handed the book to her with a smile, and said, "If you have any confusion, just ask me."

Yang Changrou bowed her body and walked to the room on the second floor of Zuixian Tower with the book and the maid.

The whole afternoon, Yang Changrou sat by the bed, flipping through the book quietly, reading that book over and over again.

The maid didn't stop for a moment, she cleaned up the whole room. Seeing that Yang Changrou was still reading the book seriously, she couldn't help but curiously said:

"Little lady, is this book so good? What kind of story is it telling?"

"See for yourself."

Yang Changrou raised her head and gave her the book in her hand.

The maid hurriedly wiped her hands and took the book.

After being with Yang Changrou for so many years, she not only learned to read, but also learned to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She flipped through the pages.

The more she read, the more fascinated she became. When she turned to the last page and saw that the content was not finished, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and then said with emotion:

"No wonder Ping Kangbo said that if this book is sold out, it will definitely become popular in Chang'an City. It's really well written."

As she said that, she glanced at Yang Changrou, and whispered, "But Ping Kangbo wants to use this book to wash away his stigma, can he really do it?"

Yang Changrou was silent for a few seconds, and said slowly in a crisp voice, "Ping Kangbo is very powerful."

"Although he is young, he is extremely experienced in doing things, and he will not do things that are not sure."

dong dong dong-

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The maid hurriedly put down the book, walked over to open the door, and said in surprise, "Ping Kangbo?"

Zhang Dun stood at the door, nodded with a smile, and said, "Where is Miss Yang?"

Yang Changrou hurriedly got up, bowed her body, and immediately looked at him with blinking eyes.

Zhang Dun walked into the room with a smile on his face and asked, "Have you finished reading that book?"

"I've read it several times." Yang Changrou covered her lips with a light smile, "The more I read it, the better I think it's written."

Zhang Dun smiled, if it's not good, there will be ghosts, you know, this book is placed in modern online articles, and it is also on the female channel sales list all year round.

Yang Changrou looked at him, her heart moved and she said, "Ping Kangbo, are you here to teach my slave how to write?"

Talking to smart people is easy. Zhang Dun nodded with a smile, and said, "Once this book goes on sale, it will be said that you are the original author. So from now on, you have to write the following stories."

"But..." Yang Changrou felt a little nervous, "What if I can't write well?"

"Isn't there me?"

Zhang Dun Yile, he has not time-traveled yet, he has been an editor for a while, and he has experience in teaching people to write books.

He walked to Yang Changrou's side, sat on the edge of the bed, picked up the book, and flipped it gently.

Yang Changrou's heart tightened, this was the first time she sat so close to a man.