"Me? Can I do it, mother?"
Lin Hai was a little insecure because his mother had always been the one who decided what to buy for the family.
If it was suddenly handed over to him, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to do it well.
"Why not? If you can't, then learn. The family will be yours in the future, you can't let your mother like me rush in the front all the time."
Besides, she has her own plans.
The family discussed how many people to hire. They needed a cook and a doorman to pass messages.
One will come to clean, one will be by Yang Liu's side, and the remaining one can go wherever he is needed.
So we decided to hire five people, three women and two men.
The brothers and sisters wanted to find someone for Li Yu, but Li Yu refused.
It's a joke. You can ask them to help with cooking and cleaning, but forget about serving.
Lin Mei doesn't want it either, she is busy in the store every day.
trouble!
Seeing that his mother was determined to make him take responsibility, Lin Hai gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Okay, leave it to me, I will definitely get it done."
Lin He, who was standing next to him, patted him on the shoulder to show his encouragement. He knew that his mother was doing this for his elder brother's good.
After explaining all this, Li Yu felt relaxed.
From now on, there will be someone to cook and clean for her, and she can be said to have stepped half a foot into the life of the aristocracy.
Li Yu then returned to his days of typing.
You don't have to worry about anything. Yang Liu has been able to take care of herself for three months.
Every day Xiaobao either plays with the other kids in the neighborhood or practices calligraphy.
Life is quite fulfilling.
Everyone in the family has their own things to do and no one disturbs anyone else. This kind of life is very comfortable.
Ten days passed and Lin Hai's house was finally decided.
Chen Zongwen sent a message saying that the second part of Li Yu's new book was about to be put on the shelves, and asked her to go to the library to see the finished product.
Li Yu hadn't paid much attention to the situation in the book pavilion recently, thinking that it had been put on the shelves a long time ago. Unexpectedly, it was only now.
She went to the library excitedly to see what was going on.
Chen Zongwen was already waiting.
"Sister Li, you're here. Look, here are 700 books."
He pointed to the finished product in the corner and showed it to Li Yu.
"so much?"
"Not much anymore, sister, don't you know how many people are waiting for the middle part of this book? People come to ask about it every day."
Too.
Logically speaking, 700 copies are not a lot, and Shuge shouldn't have taken so long to print them.
"I gave you the manuscript a long time ago. Logically, the print run should have been larger. Why are there only 700 copies?"
She was puzzled.
"Sister, you might not know this, but there are actually more than 2,000 books, but Ah Xiang has transferred them to other places, and 500 of them are gone in Beijing alone?"
"Have we bought all these books in the capital?"
"Yes, the last time Ah Xiang went to Beijing, he gave a copy to a friend of his. He didn't expect it to become so popular in Beijing that people would come to his friend's house every day just to listen to the copy."
So exaggerated?
Seeing Li Yu's face full of disbelief, Chen Zongwen explained:
“If Ah Xiang and your second son weren’t busy teaching technology, we would have printed more.
Sister, you are so popular! "
Become popular?
"Is it really popular?"
Chen Zongwen confirmed again.
“It’s a hit, you don’t even know how many people are vying to see your cooking skills.
Now there are merchants from other places coming to our store to inquire about our products, hoping to buy some to sell back.
But our own store is often out of stock, so how can we possibly sell it to them?"
When Li Yu heard Chen Zongwen talking about booksellers from other places, he suddenly had a bold idea.
She wanted a publishing house and printing house all in one.
If you don’t sell the Four Books and Five Classics, then sell storybooks, either long or short.
We accept submissions from both men and women, anonymously.
Serial short stories are also fine.
This great idea made Li Yu a little excited.
That's it! Aren't books supposed to be diverse?
We should not be confined to the Four Books and Five Classics.
There can be humanities, story novels, advertising and investment promotion, news announcements, etc.
Oh my god, isn't this a magazine?
Why hadn't she thought of it before?
Big pancake, this is definitely a big pancake!
Thinking of this, Li Yu didn't even want to look at what her book looked like when it was printed.
She just wanted to go back and record her current thoughts.
From now on, she will have something to do and won't have to write storybooks every day. After all, her own strength is limited.
It would be a wonderful thing if there were more like-minded people.
"Boss Chen, you can handle it. I don't have any big problems."
After saying that, she rushed home in a hurry.
She would have to write these ideas down and think about them carefully when the book was finished.
Before Chen Zongwen responded, Li Yu had already left.
"Hey...Sister Li, wait a minute."
Unfortunately, Li Yu had already left.
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