After time travel, I became a talented lady

Liu Yunniang brought Ruping and Cui'er to the Songzhai Book Shop. The shopkeeper was wearing a green cotton robe today. He was so skinny that he couldn't stand up, but his eyes were bright and bright. He looked around and listened in all directions. When he saw the beautiful lady who had been here a few days ago, he hurriedly came to greet her.

"Madam, I wonder what you have to do today?"

"Shopkeeper, I want to publish a storybook. I wrote a storybook, how about you take a look at it?" Liu Yunniang gestured to Cui'er to hand the manuscript to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper took the manuscript and glanced at it. The writing was concise. The story was novel, so he said with a smile, "Madam, I will wait for a few days. After the shop receives the manuscript, if it passes the proofreading, we will notify you and leave your address here."

Liu Yunniang said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, I live in Liu House, No. , Qianshen Lane, Hefang Street. You can just report to Liu Bai."

The shopkeeper heard that Liu Bai's name was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it after thinking about it carefully. He must have the same name. He didn't care so much, collected the manuscript, and sent Liu Yunniang out of the bookstore.

Autumn is already strong, the breeze is not dry, and the three masters and servants are not in a hurry to go back, and wander slowly along the street.

Passing by a teahouse, many people crowded around the door. Liu Yunniang and Cui'er Ruping looked over and saw an old man with gray hair and beard standing in the middle of the teahouse. He was eloquent and his voice was ups and downs. He was talking about "Three Kingdoms". In the fifth chapter of "The Romance", he issued a corrective edict to all towns to respond to Duke Cao, and defeated the pass and the three heroes fought against Lu Bu. There were several Eight Immortals tables and about a dozen benches under the stage, which were full of people, and there were people standing in the aisles. No matter men, women or children, they all stretched out their heads and leaned towards the old man, wishing they could put their ears against the old man's mouth.

From time to time bursts of laughter or thunderous applause erupted in the teahouse.

In addition to paying for tea, towels, melon seeds, peanuts, etc., the waiter in the teahouse uses a big bowl with blue flowers to go among the crowd to listen to books.

Liu Yunniang originally wanted to go in and listen, but there were too many people. She thought about her "delicate body and expensive body", so she didn't go in and just wandered along the bookstore.

Then I walked to the place near the bridge where a group of people were gathered. I saw it was a simple open-air bookstore, with a white-faced scholar wearing a white cotton robe standing in the middle, talking about the legend of Jigong.

The quality of this open-air bookstore is obviously lowered. Not to mention the tea table is light, but there are no stools. Most of the people listening are women, children and old women, standing anywhere or sitting directly on the rocks. A group of people are also listening. With relish. From time to time, he would utter exclamations or "Scare me~". When he talked about emotional points, the storyteller's eyes would turn red, and the person listening below would take out a handkerchief and press the corners of his eyes, saying "You've done evil." ".

Cui'er borrowed a stool from a nearby shop and covered it with a handkerchief. Liu Yunniang also sat down and listened to the book.

The storyteller glanced at Liu Yunniang secretly, probably thinking that the rich lady had some thoughts about him, otherwise she would not go to the teahouse and would sit alone in front of him, looking at Liu Yunniang and smiling coquettishly.

Liu Yunniang...

A group of young ladies and old ladies became buzzing and restless, lowering their heads and whispering. They all thought that the storyteller was too deeply involved in the drama and was deeply involved in the performance, so they all applauded!

Cui'er and Ruping were so vomited that if the domineering second master saw this, they would definitely give the pretty boy a good beating.

Liu Yunniang pretended to be out of sight and continued to listen to the book. The noodle boy told another story about a young lady and a scholar. When he talked about the love between the two, the crowd also showed a look of envy. It is hard to buy a lover, a young lady and an old lady. They wished they could take the place of that young lady; when it came to the scholar who was the top scorer in high school but was caught off the list and married the daughter of a high-ranking official with no salt, all the young ladies and old ladies in the crowd showed anger and cursed the scholar as a contemporary Chen Shimei, ungrateful and incompetent. There will be a good ending, and so on; when it came to the young lady being forced to throw herself into the river, everyone in the crowd, men, women, old and young, wiped away tears. Everything was false. Words of love can harm people. Women must not be deceived by sweet words, lest they waste their lives.

Liu Yunniang found it interesting and glanced at Ruping and Cui'er again. Seeing that these two people also had a strong sense of empathy, with tears in their eyes and resentment on their faces, she couldn't help but smile lightly. Entertainment in ancient times was still lacking. Storytelling was similar to modern radio, and listening to books was a form of entertainment.

After listening to the story, the three masters and servants returned home satisfied.

One day later, Liu Ya from the Liu Mansion sent a letter. In the letter, Song Zhai Bookstore had reviewed and approved the manuscript, and agreed on the remuneration. Liu Baisi and Bookstore Six agreed on the proportion of the manuscript, and also emphasized that, The story is very touching, and the share ratio is much higher than that of ordinary storybooks. The deed was made in two copies, and a printed copy of "The Peacock Flies Southwest" was sent with the letter. It was beautifully bound, carefully proofread, and illustrated. Attached to the last page is a sign "Printed by Song Zhai Shupu, Pengbei Street, Qiantang County, Shi'an Prefecture".

Ruping and Cui'er were extremely happy, looking at Liu Yunniang as if they were looking at the number one scholar.

Cui'er even said that she should tell Mr. Liu the good news and make him happy.

Liu Yunniang, as a modern person who has seen tens of millions of dollars in royalties from Internet literary masters, looks calm on the outside, but secretly proud of herself in her heart. Now, she wants to usher in a new era of Daqi's storybooks!

The book was printed and placed in a conspicuous position at the entrance of the Songzhai bookstore. Every time a maid came in and asked the shopkeeper if there was a new story book, the waiter would definitely recommend this book. Within ten days, all the story books in the shop were It was already out of stock, and the bookstore rushed to print a few more editions, making a lot of money.

The bookstore was also crowded. The storyteller burst into tears when he talked about Liu Lanzhi. The audience was so angry that they gritted their teeth. The young ladies who had experienced the vicious mother-in-law all criticized Huai. They cursed Jiao Zhongqing's mother with their mouths, and cursed their own old godly mothers in their hearts. . Even the old ladies have become much quieter and don't dare to make as much noise as before. There was also a young pretty boy who scolded Jiao Zhongqing for being weak and unable to hold up the pillars and protect his wife, and asked what he would do if it were him.

"Peacock Flies Southwest" is a hit!

Bookshops of all sizes in Qiantang County approached the shopkeeper of Songzhai Books, wanting a piece of the pie. The shopkeeper stroked his mustache and smiled treacherously. He looked like he was in exclusive business and refused to reprint, which made the shopkeepers of each shop angry. Blowing his beard and staring.

Not long after the shopkeeper was happy, piracy became rampant. "The Peacock Flies Northwest", "The Peacock Flies Northeast", and even "The Sparrow Flies Southwest" and "The Crow Flies Southwest" were all released. The shopkeeper was so angry that he went to other bookstores to discuss the matter. They don't admit plagiarism, but they say it was written by a talented person exclusively for our store, and the writing was written in one go. If the writing is the same, how can it be said to be plagiarism?

The shopkeeper fell down in anger!

Liu Yunniang listened to the shopkeeper's complaints and had no choice. Even in a developed modern civilized society, there is no good way to solve it once and for all. She can only publish books quickly and establish a brand so that others can't keep up with the hot topics.

Holding the banknote, Liu Yunniang silently thought about what kind of story she would write in her next book.