Chapter 32 Successfully Convincing Qi Moxuan
Qi Moxuan did not deliberately hide his emotions, so Cui Qingyi saw it clearly, but she didn't care. The indifference to women in this era is deeply rooted.
Not to mention the feudal dynasty of the Jin Dynasty, even in later generations where men and women are equal, there are still many people who look down on women, so there is no need to worry about it.
"Girl, I was just talking casually last time. I don't accept notebooks."
Seeing Cui Qingyi looking at him without flinching, Qi Moxuan simply said it more clearly: "Miss, writing a storybook is not something that everyone can do. It's something that many scholars can't do. As a girl, don't get involved in this."
Qi Moxuan thought that after he said this, the girl turned around and left in anger, but she didn't leave. Instead, she sneered:
"Oh, they can't write it, that's because they don't have the ability. Don't confuse me with them."
Qi Moxuan was so angry that he almost laughed. Where did this girl come from? She has no idea how high the sky is and how deep the earth is.
"You are so arrogant, young lady! I want to see what amazing story you can write."
Qi Moxuan extended his hand towards Cui Qingyi, but Cui Qingyi did not immediately hand over the manuscript in her hand. She looked at Qi Moxuan and said solemnly:
"Shopkeeper, before we read the manuscript, let's make a deal. If you think my book is better than that of Mr. Qingfeng, we'll split the profits 40% to 60%."
Qi Moxuan was so angry that he laughed. This was the first time he had seen such arrogance in all the years he had run a bookstore in Dongping County, especially a young woman.
"Okay, a gentleman's word is as good as gold. If your book is better than Mr. Qingfeng's, I'll give you a 40% to 60% split."
Cui Qingyi then handed over the manuscript in her hand. She looked calm on the surface, but she was secretly laughing in her heart. The shopkeeper was still young and was provoked by a few words.
Or maybe he was also a fan of Qingfeng Gongzi's books, and couldn't bear to see his idol being desecrated by someone as ignorant as her.
Qi Moxuan was certain that Cui Qingyi had just written a few random pieces of paper to fool him, but this idea came to an abrupt end when he opened the oil paper and saw the vigorous and powerful characters on the bound pages.
"Qingtianji: Searching for Plum Blossoms in the Snow", signed by Mr. Nancheng
Qi Moxuan coughed lightly and said dryly, "This handwriting is quite good. How did a woman like you learn to write in this style?"
Cui Qingyi: "I practiced for fun when I had nothing to do."
Qi Moxuan: "Haha~ Good handwriting doesn't mean good writing."
Wanting to finish reading quickly and get rid of this person, Qi Moxuan flipped open the manuscript and read for a quarter of an hour. Seeing this person's eyes glued to the pages, Cui Qingyi smiled faintly and found a place to sit and wait.
A quarter of an hour later, Qi Moxuan closed the book with a feeling of being unsatisfied. He looked at Cui Qingyi with a wry smile and said, "This is too little. It ends just when it gets to the exciting part."
Cui Qingyi felt that his question was nonsense. This was just a draft. How could she possibly take out all the content?
"Shopkeeper, what do you think of my book compared to Young Master Qingfeng's?"
Qi Moxuan put away his previous contempt for Cui Qingyi. He considered it for a moment and said, "Miss, this Qingtianji is indeed good, but to be honest, I don't know if it can be compared with Qingfeng Gongzi's words."
This person is honest.
"Then, is the shopkeeper willing to cooperate with me?"
Qi Moxuan was a little hesitant. He admitted that this Qingtian Ji was indeed good. Although he had not seen what the story was like later, the plot of the snow-covered story was fascinating enough. The plot was ups and downs, and the details were well described, especially the details of the coroner's autopsy were very professional.
However, this was the first time he had seen a storybook with this theme, and it was not the mainstream one favored by young masters and young ladies nowadays. He could not guarantee that anyone would buy it if he put it in a bookstore.
But he really liked this story.
Looking at Qi Moxuan's expression, Cui Qingyi knew what he was thinking, but she was not prepared to use all her tricks to persuade Qi Moxuan to cooperate with her.
She had already made two plans as early as when she decided to write Qing Tian Ji.
If Qi Moxuan has the courage and is willing to cooperate with her, they will make money together in the future.
If Qi Moxuan was stubborn and conservative, she wouldn't force him. She had been thinking about starting a business when she first arrived in Dongping County. If she hadn't thought it through before, now the plan was fully developed in her mind.
If Qi Moxuan didn't agree, she would open a bookstore herself.
"Forget it. If the shopkeeper has any concerns, I'll go ask in other bookstores." Cui Qingyi reached out to take back her manuscript.
Qi Moxuan looked at the slender hand stretched out in front of him, and saw the ink stained on it, and suddenly made up his mind.
"Okay, I'll cooperate with you, girl. I'll give you 40% and I'll write the contract right away."
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Looking at the freshly-made contract, Cui Qingyi calmly put it away, "Then, Shopkeeper Qi, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation."
Qi Moxuan also had a smile on his face: "Miss Cui, my study relies on this story to turn things around. If the subsequent stories fall short, I will claim compensation according to the contract."
Cui Qingyi was confident: "Don't worry, I won't let Shopkeeper Qi down. I will send the next story as soon as possible."
After the man walked away, Qi Moxuan looked at Mo Xiang Zhai and said silently in his heart: "One last time, let's try it one last time."
Konjac glanced toward the main entrance as she embroidered. She wondered what had become of the girl's delivery of the storybooks today. She had no idea how the bookshop operated, nor whether anyone would accept her girl's storybooks.
She was both looking forward to it and afraid that the girl would be deeply hurt by the rejection. More than an hour passed and she could only barely embroider the outline of a handkerchief.
The handkerchiefs she embroidered were very popular in Jinxiufang. The last time she went there, the owner of Jinxiufang ordered several handkerchiefs with other patterns from her. Fearing that she would go to other shops after becoming famous, the female owner of Jinxiufang raised the purchase price a lot.
Konjac was very satisfied. She had never imagined that she could earn money one day. This feeling was so novel that she was fascinated. Life in Dongping County was good. It would be nice for her and the girl to settle down here in the future.
She always had an indescribable worry in her heart, but this worry began to fade after she was able to make money from embroidery. Konjac seemed to understand what she was worried about.
She wanted to be with the girl for a long time and didn't want to be abandoned.
Cui Qingyi returned quickly, eager to share her good news with Konjac. Standing at the door, she pressed down her raised lips, then pushed the door open with a heavy expression.
When Konjac heard the door open, she hurriedly put down the embroidery in her hands and went out to greet her. When she saw Cui Qingyi's drooping mouth corners, her heart skipped a beat.
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