Chapter 39
Several people looked at each other, and with a "OK", they kicked Jun Qingmo's wheelchair back and forth, their sarcastic remarks never stopping.
"Kick me here, kick me here."
"Kick it over here, kick it over here, let me kick it too."
"Tsk tsk, isn't this much more interesting than playing Cuju?"
"Didn't you like playing Cuju in the past? I let you steal the limelight. I let you be the center of attention."
Jun Qingmo used to be good at Cuju, but now that has become a fault. In the eyes of the unlearned, your excellence itself is a mistake.
Several people were laughing and having a great time.
These guys were all notorious young villains in Kyoto, with prominent family backgrounds. When others saw them, they didn't dare to step forward to stop them.
The wheelchair swayed from side to side, and Jun Qingmo held on to the armrests tightly to prevent himself from being thrown over by external force.
These young masters have little talent and cannot stand others having abilities. Now that he is in trouble, he naturally cannot escape their ridicule.
This time, Zhang Yunniang also needed to buy some things for her daughter's household.
Now that Jun Qingmo can take care of himself, it is still inconvenient for him to stay outside.
She couldn't delay too long.
After leaving Feiteng Pavilion, she rented a carriage and rushed to the miscellaneous bookstore.
Every time she went to the bookstore, she wore the most basic clothes and had the most basic hairstyle.
The streets are full of this kind of outfit, as if they were produced by the same wholesale mall.
From ancient times to the present, wearing the same clothes is the best disguise. If you don’t do it deliberately, you won’t attract attention.
In order not to reveal her identity, she covered her face with a piece of rag in advance, saying that her family had fallen on hard times and she had an injury on her face.
In particular, in order not to reveal his identity, Jun Qingmo imitated the graceful handwriting of a woman. Therefore, the book was naturally misunderstood as being written by Zhang Yunniang.
The story of a woman with a damaged face and a fallen family who makes a living by writing storybooks is very convincing.
After submitting the last issue of the script, I received the money naturally.
This set of books is selling quite well in the store. When Zhang Yunniang came in just now, she saw that two copies had been sold.
She took the silver and didn't leave in a hurry.
The shopkeeper saw that the amount of silver had been agreed upon in advance, so there was no question of whether he was satisfied or not.
Then there is another possibility, could it be?
"Miss, did you bring a new storybook?"
Zhang Yunniang took out another thin booklet from her bosom, which also contained ten chapters.
The shopkeeper took it quickly. Their bookstore made a lot of money from the first set of storybooks. The girl's books often had unexpected twists and turns. They were obviously ordinary and cliché stories, but because of the various twists and turns, they were very eye-catching.
Every time the plot is interrupted, people are eager to wait.
He couldn't wait to open the storybook and read it carefully.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
He finished reading the short ten chapters quickly and praised them repeatedly, "Miss, how many chapters of this set of stories have been completed so far? We want this set too."
"I have something urgent to do, so I'll just say it."
Zhang Yunniang had several contacts with the boss of the bookstore. The owner was a young man with the straightforwardness of a young man. He was very forgiving to his subordinates, completely different from those unscrupulous businessmen who were only interested in money.
She also privately went to other bookstores to inquire about the prices of books, and the prices offered by their shops were indeed the highest in the entire capital.
"I need to adjust the price of this book. The initial costs are all borne by the shopkeeper, so the basic price can remain unchanged. However, I need to take 40% of the profit, 40% of all sales in Yingzhou."
"Girl, this is not the way to talk about business."
Zhang Yunniang raised her hand to stop the shopkeeper from saying anything else. "Shopkeeper, you're being straightforward, and I'll be frank too. I'll come back in five days and tell me the answer then. I'll leave these first ten chapters here for now. To be honest, this is a masterpiece of my life, with unusual themes and incorporating many local customs. People are always interested in such bizarre and strange stories."
"Girl, that's true. But..."
"The shopkeeper knows better than I do whether there's a market for this book. Business is business, and I won't push for more. Mutual benefit is the only way to succeed. The shopkeeper is a sincere man, and I hope we can have another chance to work together."
Zhang Yunniang didn't have any negotiation skills, but she understood that unless the shopkeeper really wanted to give up such a good storybook, he would make a lot of money.
No matter what the other party says, she just needs to stick to her own ideas.
Seeing the man's determination, the shopkeeper had a plan in mind, but did not show it.
Colleagues in the capital were secretly and openly trying to find out who this new "Zhejie Sanren" was. Zhang Yunniang was a girl, and for her safety and of course for his own money, the shopkeeper kept the news a secret.
Of course he would not let go of such a cash cow that was leaning towards him.
Zhang Yunniang left the bookstore. She needed to buy some things for her daughter's household.
Everything else here was fine, she'd gotten used to it over time. But there was one thing she couldn't get used to no matter what.
Those few days every month were a real hassle. This time she needed to buy some materials to make menstrual cloth.
She can make do with other aspects, but this is directly related to her health, so she will change it frequently.
Every time this happened, she would miss the days of her previous life so much. It was so convenient back then. Just stick it on and tear it off. As long as she changed it frequently, it would always be clean and fresh. Well, it’s hard to put it into words.
"Little girl, you are so young, why are you sighing? Are you missing someone's young master?"
A charming female voice sounded in my ears. The voice was pleasant, with a curve in the tone, and as clear as the sound of beads rolling in a glass cup.
Zhang Yunniang turned around and was stunned. The young woman was bright and beautiful, wearing a Hu costume that fitted her slender figure. Although the clothes were not revealing, they exuded a sense of enchantment and charm.
To be shameless, she really wanted to pounce on it and take a few bites.
Seeing her silly look, the woman wanted to tease her even more and rubbed her arm with her elbow.
"What kind of young man do you like? Elegant? Funny? Strong? Weak? Tell me, and I can find any for you." The charming voice did not change, but the tone became frivolous again.
"Here's the thing, little girl. Go now. Don't bother with her. These Hujis are flirtatious and frivolous. They specialize in seducing people. Girls from decent families should never learn this from them."
The maid gave the item to Zhang Yunniang and told her not to talk to the man. These Hu girls came from Hu land and were known for their bold and uninhibited natures, unlike the women here. Their words were bold and passionate, completely captivating the men and making them completely unwelcome by the women here.
Hu Ji seemed to be accustomed to being unwelcome. The corners of her raised mouth drooped a little and she was about to walk away.
"I like beautiful girls like you, sister. Why don't you give yourself to me?" Zhang Yunniang took the package handed over by the maid and casually imitated the other party's frivolous tone.
"Oh my, you little girl is young, but you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve. Do you want to play with me? Let me check the goods first." Hu Ji did not sense any malice, and turned back when she was about to leave.
When it comes to inspecting the goods, who’s afraid of who?
Zhang Yunniang grabbed the person's arm. How could she bear to see such a beautiful woman so lonely? She put her arms around the person's neck and kissed her bright face twice.
I touched it a couple more times and it felt so smooth that I was reluctant to let go.
"Are you satisfied, sister?"
Hu Ji was stunned, a trace of surprise on her face. She had only spoken a little frivolously, but why was this woman different from others? Instead of just hitting her directly, why did she even talk?
Her words and actions were so bold. It would have been fine if she hadn't blushed or felt nervous, but how could she have been flirted with?
Interesting, very interesting. Although she seemed to be full of lust, she actually did not have the blatant and dirty thoughts of others. In her eyes, she saw pure admiration.
Men want to see them being coquettish, but they look down on them. Women want to imitate their coquettishness, but they can't let go of their dignity.
They have endured too much malice.
"Oh? Have you kissed enough? Do you want more?"
Zhang Yunniang was not polite. Everyone loves beauty. Even men can't resist the passion and charm. Why should she, a woman, resist it?
He kissed her twice on the other side of her face, "Here, you told me to do it." He kissed her twice on the forehead. Her unbridled love of taking advantage of others was fully demonstrated here.
"Shame on you, shame on you."
"A woman kissing another woman in public, you, you, are so disgusting."
"How could you do such a thing? How could you do that? You are so shameless and rebellious."
Zhang Yunniang let go of her reluctant hand, put her hands on her hips, and looked at the person who was speaking.
"You are blatantly jealous, jealous that I got to kiss a beautiful woman. Do you dare to say you don't want to kiss her? If you don't have the courage yourself, don't blame others for being brave."
Some maids saw that Zhang Yunniang was young and said that she was too young to learn Chinese.
Zhang Yunniang didn't bother to care about those irrelevant people. She took the things and pulled them out of the store.
Amina had just arrived at the store and had not yet bought anything when she was dragged away by someone. She did not say anything to stop them, but followed the person out of the store.
She came here with Hu Shang in her early years. Later, she didn't want to return to her war-torn hometown, so she settled here temporarily.
The living habits of the Hu people are different from those here. Women are not subject to so many restrictions. Things that they are accustomed to are considered heresy here.
For the first time, what she saw in a girl's eyes was not jealousy, contempt, or disgust, but appreciation. She began to like this straightforward girl.
"Little sister, are you planning to take me home? I have a lot of fun things to do. I'll teach you slowly."
"Sister, go back to your own home first. When I can support you, I will come to pick you up."
"Poor slave, I thought I had met a good man and let him take advantage of me, but now he's going to deny it." Amina pretended to wipe away her tears.
"Well, how about I let you kiss me back? That way you can save some money."
"Hahaha, you're such an interesting girl. Want to go to my sister's tavern for a drink? My name is Amina. I'm from Hu Di. I opened a tavern in the capital to make a living. What's your name, little girl?"
"Zhang Yunniang. Zhang as in article, Yun as in white cloud, mother as in father and mother. I work for someone else. Although I don't have much money now and may not have money in the future, I will work hard to earn money. Sister, you wait for me." Zhang Yunniang also liked this person very much, so she introduced her family name in detail.
"Okay, sister will wait. Let's go back to the tavern with sister."
Zhang Yunniang couldn't bear the pull and walked several steps. This sister was also impatient, just like her.
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