Shen Yu'an coughed uncomfortably and asked uncertainly, "You only want 20%?"
Fei Yanche said confidently: "Yes, only 20%."
The two looked at each other, and there seemed to be a flash of fire.
Old Mrs. Shen asked in confusion, "What do you mean by 20% to 80%? Can this thing still be sold for money?"
Many people have understood this matter from the conversation between Shen Yu'an and Fei Yanche.
It seems that An'an wanted to find someone to cooperate with to print and sell the things he wrote down, so Ache took over the task.
It seems that this price... is better than An An expected.
It has to be said that no one knows a daughter better than her father, Shen Rong guessed correctly.
Seeing that Shen Yu'an had no intention of hiding it, he explained the fact that the storybooks could also be sold for money.
As expected, when these words were spoken, Old Lady Shen and Mrs. Zhao all smiled happily and said, "Then why are you hesitating if you can sell it for money?"
In their eyes, the stories that Shen Yu'an told every day were only interesting and had no other purpose.
Now that I know that this waste paper can be exchanged for silver, I am naturally very happy.
Shen Yu'an hesitated for a moment, then looked at Fei Yanche and said, "We can't let you suffer too much. You can use these to print. We'll split the money we earn 40% to 60%, with 60% for me and the remaining 40% for you."
Shen Yu'an already had a vague feeling that Fei Yanche might be in urgent need of money.
When Fei Yanche heard this, he looked at Shen Yu'an with warmth in his eyes. He did not reject Shen Yu'an's proposal.
Shen Yu'an took the written papers from her room.
Fei Yanche flipped through it casually and found that the handwriting on it was obviously not from one person.
Some of the handwriting is sharp, while others are round and gentle. It can be seen that the personalities of the owners of the handwriting are also very different.
The papers are thoughtfully numbered, so even if the order is messed up you can still tell which one is first and which one is last.
Shen Dalang also handed the pages he had just written to Fei Yanche.
Fei Yanche took the paper and looked at it. The handwriting on it was similar to the rounder one he had just seen, without any sharpness.
He nodded and put the pages of paper at the bottom of the stack in his hand, then handed them to Feidong and Feixi who were guarding outside the door.
After Feixi took it, he quickly grabbed the top stack and started reading it impatiently.
Feidong clenched his fists and resisted the urge to snatch it from Feixi. He actually wanted to see it too.
But if I want to maintain my cool image, I'd better give up.
Thinking of this, Feidong rolled his eyes at Feixi, then stood up straight with the sword in his arms.
But his eyes kept glancing towards Feixi.
No one from the Shen family stayed to get involved in what happened next. Instead, Shen Rong and Old Man Shen stayed to accompany Shen Yu'an, and discussed the cooperation in detail with Fei Yanche.
This was not the end yet. Shen Yu'an took out a pen and paper and asked her father Shen Rong to draft a contract.
Then Shen Yu'an and Fei Yanche signed their names on the contract.
…
Fei Yanche and the other two stayed here for a while and left before noon.
Their arrival and departure did not alarm the other people in Longxian Village.
Before leaving, Fei Yanche looked at the mountains behind the Shen family's yard, his eyes becoming deeper.
After Fei Yanche left, everything in the Shen family returned to normal.
Shen Yu'an still takes some time after dinner every day to give them a lecture.
During the day, the boys would practice martial arts or learn knowledge from Ji Xun.
With Ji Xun around, the Shen family was not in a hurry to find a school for them and would wait until the spring to plan everything.
On days like this, time passes slowly.
It is now late December, the day before the twelfth lunar month, the winter solstice.
Early in the morning, Song chopped the pork she had bought yesterday into minced meat and mixed it with the drained cabbage.
In addition to dumplings stuffed with pork and cabbage, Zhao also mixed dumplings with leek, three-fresh filling, and cabbage and mushroom filling.
The fillings were all put in by Xiao Zhang, and then mixed together by Old Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Song and Mrs. Zhao.
Everybody moved their things to the dining room and sat down together to work.
Chen Yu'an, Song Xiaoni and Hua Ling sat together to make dumplings, and finally regained some confidence in their cooking skills.
Although she is not good at cooking, the dumplings she makes are the most beautiful.
Hua Ling looked at Shen Yu'an's fingers in surprise, watching her fingers flying, and the next moment she formed a beautiful shape.
Hua Ling grabbed Shen Yu'an's sleeve and said hurriedly: "An'an, teach me how to make it. I also want to make it into that shape."
Shen Yu'an slowed down his movements and asked Hua Ling to follow step by step.
But after trying for a long time, I still didn't learn how to make the flower bell, and the dough couldn't even wrap the meat filling inside.
She said frustratedly, "No, why is it so disobedient?"
Shen Yu'an looked at the depressed expression on Hua Ling's chubby face and said a few words of comfort.
After a while, Shen Yu'an suddenly had an idea and took the uncut dough aside, and then pinched it into the shapes of small animals.
She tilted her head to look, and felt something was wrong, so she took some mung beans and soybeans and sprinkled them on the dough shaped into animals.
Seeing what Shen Yu'an was pinching, Sanlang, Wulang and Liulang all gathered over.
Old Mrs. Shen watched them playing with a smile, but still said with disdain: "Go play somewhere else, don't spill the dumpling stuffing."
Then he threw a ball of dough to Shen Yu'an and asked her to take the little ones to another table to knead it.
He also warned them not to waste the dough.
…
As soon as the twelfth lunar month arrives, the village becomes noticeably more lively.
Originally, everyone just made do and got through the year.
But before the New Year, a group of people from the Shen family came and hired people to build a house, which allowed many families to save some money and have more money this year.
Those who have some extra money at home will go to town to buy some things to bring back for the New Year.
The same goes for the Shen family. They still have a lot of money left in their hands, so they naturally won't be stingy about this matter.
It’s just that they have no relatives or friends here, so it seems a bit desolate during the holidays.
In about twenty days, the baby in Xiao Zhang's belly will be ten months old.
Chen Yun’s biggest task now is to help little Zhang move around.
Little Zhang was walking around with her big belly, and everyone was terrified.
Aunt Pan picked some wild vegetables from the foot of the mountain and walked to the Shen family's side.
Smelling the fragrance wafting from the yard, Aunt Pan looked over there resentfully.
If their family had not been unwilling to take in her son to build a house, they would not have had to watch other people in the village go back to the town to buy things and come back to make people jealous.
When she looked up, she found that the door of the Shen family's yard was open. Looking inside, she saw Shen Yun supporting the pregnant little Zhang and slowly turning around.
Thinking of the handsome boys in the Shen family, Aunt Pan came up with an idea.
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