I opened a bookstore in ancient times

The signing of this contract really made Su Yao feel a little troubled. After thinking about it for several days, it can only be boiled down to: younger educated people are really hard to serve.

In contrast, the old scribes were much more amiable.

The two gentlemen recommended by Mr. Wednesday last time, one is surnamed Qin, the other is surnamed Chu, one has a pseudonym Sihai and the other a pen name Wuhu.

Mr. Zhou Zhou explained: "We studied together in Qingshi Academy in the past, and the dormitories we had when we were classmates happened to be numbered three, four, and five."

Well, the pseudonym of Mr. Wednesday is Sandao.

If the gentleman in bed No. [-] wrote it, his pseudonym would probably be Liudong.

Five lakes and four seas, three swords and six holes.

Every scholar has a martial arts dream, so don't lie to me.

The contract between Su Yao and him was signed in half a cup of tea.The two were very sincere, and signed an exclusive contract with Su Yao for the first book.

Mr. Qin Si smiled: "Su's bookstore has become more and more famous recently. When I came that day, I saw that the Wen Zhifu, who had become an official, was also reading here. Boss Su is so young, and within a few days, he will definitely become famous in the old capital. big bookstore."

"The place is spacious and quiet, the layout is simple, and the tea is good." Mr. Chu Wu smiled, "It's a pity that there are few books. The two of us saw that the bookshelves were not full, so we came here to recommend ourselves."

The words of the two are indeed full of wit and wit, perhaps they are older, they are transparent and transparent, and there is a kind of open-mindedness and peace between the lines.

At Su Yao's place, besides the young master students, there are quite a lot of elderly people who come to buy and read books.

The books of these two gentlemen can suit their appetite.

Su Yao made up his mind to sign the contract, and because it was an exclusive contract, the share was also given at the best [-]-[-].

After they signed the contract, they chatted for a while.

This time, the three old people are very generous. The pea, yellow and peach blossom crisps made by Su Yao are very good.

Mr. Chu Wu also said: "If Boss Su still sells pastries, within ten days, half of the old capital's judges will definitely come."

Su Yao smiled, it's not that he doesn't want to make money, it's just that it's okay to do it once in a while, and it's tiring to do it in large batches every day.

Besides, when I look back and sort out the scrolls every night, there are leftover snack crumbs in them.Also too sloppy.

What's more, in the bookstores nowadays, all of them sell fragrant drinks, and none of them sell snacks.

He has no money and no backer, so he rashly broke the rules of the industry, which is a big deal.

He was only polite to a few gentlemen, but when sending them away, Mr. Wednesday took the next step: "Boss Su, I have something to ask first."

Su Yao listened, and Mr. Wednesday smiled: "The hard-printed edition of "The Legend of Begonia Qimeng" is coming out soon, and I have an exclusive appointment with you for this one. Look, if it sells well, my next one will also be published soon." I just want to sign with you."

Nowadays, a storybook can be signed by many bookstores, and only those who have good friendship or excellent writing will sign an exclusive contract with a certain bookstore.

For example, Mr. Lao Zun, who signs every copy in Huiwentang.

Su Yao only has two unique contracts in his hands, Mr. Shen Qiushan who just renewed at the beginning of the year, and Xu Ze.

It is naturally better to have an independent contract, but if you are not very famous and don't need the customer flow of the bookstore, the average gentleman would not dare to sign an independent contract.

Su Yao smiled: "Mr. Zhou Zhou's literary talents are finally seen by the world. If you are willing, I will naturally have no choice."

"Don't dare."

Mr. Wednesday is very modest, "I'm just looking at it. Boss Su's place is getting more and more prosperous. If it becomes one of the largest bookstores in Old Beijing in the future, I'm afraid I can't sign an exclusive contract. Friendship, future prosperity, don't forget us old people."

"Where is there, I will borrow your good words, and I will borrow your good words." Su Yao said a lot of good words repeatedly before sending him away.

At that time, Su Yao thought that Mr. Wednesday was too polite, but after a few days, he realized that Mr. Wednesday, this is a big koi.

On the first day when the hard engraved editions of "The Legend of Begonia" were released, Su's Bookstore was crowded with all the hard engraved editions sold out.

With the fame of the hard-printed editions, the reputation of Su's bookstore spread instantly, and fresh faces came to ask "is there any fine-printed editions left?"Su Yao asked a little bit, and some people came across a few squares.

Su Yao had no choice but to replace the advertisement for the new book that was put up one day in advance in the afternoon with "sold out, waiting to be printed".

Fortunately, it was only the first batch, and Su Yao pulled another batch from Xie's Carving Workshop overnight, and when the door opened the next day, there was a long queue.

Madam Zhu rolled her sleeves and was taken aback: "Boss Su has made a lot of money."

The person at the front of the team smiled and said, "I got up early in the morning and haven't eaten yet. I'll go to your place to have noodles later. I haven't eaten for a long time. It's weird."

"Okay!" Mrs. Zhu responded, and went back to knead the dough.

Su Yao had to sell one by one according to the team. The young brother in the front took seven or eight copies in a row, and the people in the back team complained.

Su Yao asked, and the little brother chuckled softly: "There are six girls in our house, and two young wives."

It was originally bought for the people in the boudoir.

Although "Begonia Qimeng Biography" has a beautiful name, it is actually a story of a woman who met an unkind person in her previous life, lived a new life, pursued true love, and finally found a lover.

Rebirth slaps the face sweet pet Shuangwen.

The subject matter that was badly written after thousands of years is now fresh.

Su Yao glanced over, the heroine was transparent and rational, her three views were extremely upright, she lived a free, passionate and vigorous life, no wonder Miss Boudoir likes it.

Mr. Wednesday, this one is on fire.

Su Yao's second batch of books sold faster than yesterday, and when the brand was changed, there were still half of the line left.

Su Yao had no choice but to apologize with a smile: "Everyone come back tomorrow, but today is gone."

The team at the back left dejectedly, and fell into Zhu Niangzi's noodle shop in twos and threes.Su Yao cupped his hands and smiled: "I wish my lady a wealth of wealth."

Madam Zhu greeted the guests in a hurry.

Everyone dispersed, but one person was still there, and stopped under the bright sunlight: "Brother Su, can you walk me through the back door? Tomorrow, leave two copies for me first?"

Looking back, Su Yao couldn't help making a silent gesture, and hurriedly smiled and asked Xie Lang to pass through the backyard.

"I heard that you were sick that day, and Mr. Ji Yuan, a master of Confucianism, came to give a lecture, so I didn't bother to come and see you." Xie Lang stopped Su Yao's hand from pouring tea, "I sent you some snacks, melons and fruits, have you eaten?" ?”

Su Yao thanked you first, and said truthfully, "I'm really sick and have no appetite, but I've let you down."

Xie Lang was silent for a moment: "A few days ago, I got a fresh preserved fruit from a merchant in the Western Regions. They said it was made from figs. My mother liked it very much. I thought I would give it to you to taste something fresh, but I forgot that you have a bad appetite due to illness. .”

Cheng An lowered his head and brought the pastry, and couldn't help licking his lips.

No wonder it is so delicious, it was originally an expensive item bought in the Western Regions.

Su Yao saw it at the time, but was not very surprised.Dried figs, used to be eaten often.

Xie Lang smiled: "You didn't eat, I will send someone to bring some more today."

Su Yao only said that Cheng An was quite fond of food, so he was not polite to him, and smiled: "Then treat it as a thank you gift from me secretly leaving you two books."

Having said that, he doubted again: "You don't like to read the stories of talented men and beautiful women, why this time..."

"In the past, my family stopped me and didn't allow me to read Fengyue's talk..."

Xie Lang was silent for a while, and he didn't know what to say, then raised the corners of his lips, "It's different now. I just thought, it's time to see it."

She smiled teasingly again: "Besides, I have connections like Boss Su's, so I can't waste them."

Cheng An didn't know that the two were related, so he watched from the sidelines, only feeling worried for his master.

No wonder the master sent me here.

Cheng An rolled his eyes.

He was about to step back with the tea, he paused, his hand shook slightly, and the porcelain cup fell down with a clang, splashing water all over Xie Lang's body.

The white porcelain shattered to pieces, Xie Lang got up quickly, a large piece of green was soaked in the moon white front.

Cheng An pretended to be surprised, and knelt down with a plop: "My lord, I didn't mean it, I just, I just... forgive me, lord!"

Xie Lang was extremely dignified and looked at him with a slight frown.

Su Yao quickly fetched a handkerchief to wipe with him, the tea stains were extremely difficult to wash off, Xie Lang didn't want the clothes anymore, so he stretched out his hand to support Su Yao's wrist.

Cheng An watched quietly and was annoyed again.

He even dared to touch the hand of my Boss Su.

If I had known it earlier, I would have splashed it on my head.

Su Yao was naturally sorry: "Brother Xie, I'm sorry, Cheng An is new here, and he's not good at serving. Don't argue with Brother Xie, if this robe can't be washed, I'll pay you back."

After all, Xie Lang has a good self-cultivation, and he will not flirt with servants in other people's homes, let alone Su Yao on the opposite side.

He paused for a while, then raised his hand calmly: "Forget it, it's just a piece of clothing. What kind of friendship do I have with you, there is no way to pay it back."

He was silent for a while, but said again: "Before, I felt that you have too few people here. If the newcomers give birth, I will send you two from the house."

Cheng An was displeased for a moment, and immediately put on a panicked look: "My lord, please forgive me, my lord, I really don't mean it! Cheng An will serve you, and Cheng An must learn to be careful, my lord, don't let others come! Don't sell me out... ..."

Xie Lang immediately frowned, and Su Yao could only say: "Cheng An is new here, so I don't think it's intentional. Brother Xie, don't take it to heart, I will definitely control it well."

Xie Lang paused for a moment, and finally said: "Forget it, you have few rules and your servants are looser. It's okay. If it's me, if it hurts you, you must come and tell me."

Cheng An secretly wondered why this person is still not leaving, and at the same time made a cowardly look: "Cheng An absolutely dare not hurt the master's family, my lord..."

Xie Lang gave him a headache from the quarrel, and he left after a few pleasantries. Su Yao sent him away, but seeing Cheng An still kneeling, he couldn't help helping him: "No need to do this."

Seeing that he was going to clean up the porcelain cup, Cheng An hurriedly stopped him: "Young Master, don't move, I'll do it, just be careful."

He tidied up quickly with his eyes and hands, and lowered his eyebrows softly: "I'm sorry, young master, it's all Cheng'an's fault. Young master, please punish me."

It's just a broken glass by accident, what a big deal.

Seeing his sincerity and trepidation, Su Yao couldn't help but smile: "What's this, it's worth being so afraid of? Can I still scold you for a cup of tea?"

Cheng An fell silent when he heard the words, and suddenly asked: "Is the young master never angry or swearing?"

Su Yao was stunned.

He is naturally good-natured, and he really seldom blushes with others. Even after work, he never took it to heart when he encountered extremely difficult diners.

If you say you are angry, it is only once in your life...

Su Yao didn't want to think about it, so she smiled with him: "Even if I'm not angry, you should be more careful next time."

Cheng An repeatedly assured, then raised his eyes secretly: "Young master is an excellent person."

Su Yao was suddenly praised by him, and laughed instead: "Why, your previous master didn't treat you well?"

After finishing speaking, Fang remembered that he was in Fu's residence before.

That might be more disciplined... After all, Fu Gezi is a picky person.

"But it's not bad..." Cheng An thought about it.

His family's Fu Xiang has an extremely defensive character, and his vision is picky. The Fu family is a servant, and their basic necessities are very good.Not to mention that Cheng An, who grew up with him since he was a child, is just a yard sweeper, and he eats and wears well, so he will never allow outsiders to scold him.

Of course no outsiders dare to scold.

The prime minister's gatekeeper is a seventh-rank official, Fu Xiangshi was a close minister of the emperor, and with the foundation of the Fu family in the western capital, it is not an exaggeration to say that he has power in the government and the public, not to mention that he is so young and capable, and his future is limitless.

Now, although he is the emperor and the courtiers, the whole court is still very polite to his younger brother, Mr. Xiao Fu.

Besides, the title of Mr. Xiao Fu has not been changed.

Outsiders dare not scold the servants of the Fu family, but Fu Ling treats them very strictly.What he handles are all important government affairs, and the people around him cannot be slack or sloppy.

If Cheng An dared to smash a glass next to Fu Ling, he would have been dragged down to face the board, and he had no chance to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Cheng An smiled: "It's not bad, it's just not as relaxed as you."

"Come as comfortable as you want." Su Yao smiled, but then instructed, "Just be more careful in the future. Xie Lang is a guest after all, isn't this spoiling a good dress?"

On the surface, Cheng An responded respectfully, but he only complained in his heart. He dared to touch my boss Su, but only ruined a piece of clothing, which is really cheap for him!