Chapter 50 The First Heavy Snow
"I think it's feasible too." Cui Qingyi said without hesitation.
This is definitely a good thing! Qi Moxuan was right. With his current abilities, it was impossible for him to expand his business to the capital city.
But the Qixing Study was from the provincial capital, and the Bei family had been doing business for many years, so this matter was easy for them.
Hearing Cui Qingyi had no objection, Qi Moxuan felt relieved: "Then I will ask the county clerk to be a witness and finalize this matter with Qixing Academy as soon as possible."
Cui Qingyi had no objection. Since she didn't need to be involved in these matters anyway, she naturally left it to Qi Moxuan to take full responsibility.
Inside the Qixing Study, Shopkeeper Zhao was also anxiously waiting for Qi Moxuan's reply.
The New Year of Dajin is coming soon. If he can get the sales rights of Qingtianji before the New Year, he will surely be able to show his face in front of the master with the strength of Qingtianji. Even if he cannot be transferred to the provincial capital to be the shopkeeper at that time, as long as the master remembers him, he will have plenty of opportunities.
Shopkeeper Zhao had to wait for another five days. Qi Moxuan deliberately delayed for a few more days before going to see Shopkeeper Zhao.
He was not a heartless person, and he was also afraid that the Zhao man would behave like a bad person. He followed the clues to find Cui Qingyi's residence and deduced that Cui Qingyi was Mr. Nancheng.
Although it seems unbelievable to most people that the person who wrote Qingtian Ji is a woman, but after seeing each other for such a long time, Qi Moxuan also discovered that the brains of the people in Qixing Bookstore are different from others and cannot be compared.
Shopkeeper Zhao, wrapped in a thick coat, finally waited for Qi Moxuan when the second ulcer appeared on his tongue.
"Oh my, Shopkeeper Qi, has Mr. Nancheng replied?"
Before, Qi Moxuan had been delaying for the past few days under the pretext of writing a letter to discuss things with Mr. Nancheng. As soon as Manager Zhao arrived, he thought that it was Mr. Nancheng's reply.
Qi Moxuan followed his lead and said, "Yes, Mr. Nancheng wrote back and asked Qi to handle it himself. I intend to agree to cooperate with Shopkeeper Zhao.
Furthermore, if Mr. Nancheng has new works in the future, I can continue to cooperate with Shopkeeper Zhao. I just wonder how much of the profit Shopkeeper Zhao is willing to give us?"
Shopkeeper Zhao's eyes lit up, and he leaned forward and asked, "Shopkeeper Qi, are you serious? Can you guarantee that Mr. Nancheng's books will remain with you in the future?"
Qi Moxuan nodded without hesitation, "Of course." No matter what happens in the future, at least his cooperative relationship with Cui Qingyi will not change in the next few years.
Shopkeeper Zhao clapped his hands and said, "Since Shopkeeper Qi is so forthcoming, I will naturally treat you with sincerity. I will give you a 50% share. You and Mr. Nancheng will take 50% of the profits, and we at Qixing Bookstore will take 50%. Is that okay?"
Shopkeeper Zhao immediately told Qi Moxuan the desired price. This was what he had planned from the beginning.
Moreover, for Qixing Shuzhai, taking a 50% share alone would not be much of an advantage. After all, being responsible for sales means having to bear the cost of printing books, which also costs a lot for pens, ink, paper and inkstone.
"Okay, then let's do as Shopkeeper Zhao said. We'll split the profits fifty-fifty."
"Very good, Shopkeeper Qi is very courageous."
The cooperation between Qixing Shuzhai and Moxiangzhai was thus finalized, and Cui Qingyi also received the contract sent by Qi Moxuan. In the cooperation with Qixing Shuzhai, Cui Qingyi, as the original author, will get 30% of the profits.
Cui Qingyi had nothing to be dissatisfied with. The Qixing Study was spread all over Qinghe City. The 30% profit per month was equivalent to the profit of Shang Moxiangzhai in half a year. She was making a lot of money, wasn't she?
Looking at the contract in Cui Qingyi's hand, Konjac sighed sincerely: "Girl, you are really amazing."
Cui Qingyi put the contract away and looked at Konjac: "You are a master now. You have such a caring little apprentice. Don't you feel happy?"
Being teased by Cui Qingyi, Konjac laughed heartily: "Miss, are you jealous? If so, let Xiaoyuan call you Master too."
At first, Konjac didn't have much idea about being a master and taking in an apprentice, but with a little girl like Xiaoyuan following her around, day by day she really felt the joy of being a master.
Xiaoyuan is a clever girl who is very serious about learning embroidery. But what makes Konjac like her more than anything else is that she is kind and grateful, and she truly treats her like a family member.
Since she was a child, whenever the Qi family cooked something new, she would remember to bring a portion for her master; when she was tired of embroidering, she would wave her little fists to give her master a back massage; if she stayed at the Cui family for dinner, the little girl would never sit on the kang by herself, but would follow Konjac around busily.
Although Madam Fan will definitely teach her behind the scenes, Xiaoyuan's character is very rare.
If you give me a peach, I will give you a plum in return.
This is how it should be between people.
As December approached, Dongping County welcomed the first heavy snow of this winter.
The heavy snow started in the afternoon, first with small snow particles, and by the evening it was large flakes of heavy snow.
In a short while, a layer of snow accumulated in the yard.
Even with such thick snow, Wangcai refused to stay in the back room and instead lay in the yard as usual. Before going to bed at night, Cui Qingyi left the door of the woodshed open so that if the dog got too cold, it would have a place to shelter from the wind and snow.
But her worries were completely unnecessary. All night long, Wangcai lay quietly in the snow except for occasionally getting up to patrol the front and back yards, waiting for the first rooster to crow in the alley. Then the big black dog slowly got up, stretched, shook off the snow, and went back to the back room to wait for his owner to get up.
Overnight, the entire county was covered in snow.
Fortunately, there was charcoal in the kang, so Cui Qingyi and the others slept very comfortably that night.
Early in the morning, Konjac started to clear the snow in the yard, and soon Cui Qingyi also joined in, wrapped up tightly.
Bones were stewing in a casserole on the charcoal stove in the living room.
It started snowing yesterday, and Cui Qingyi decided to have mutton hotpot today, so Konjac started stewing mutton bone soup early in the morning.
Seeing his owner sweeping the snow, Wangcai was not idle either. He ran around happily in the yard, and his paw prints were everywhere on the snow.
The heavy snow was still falling, but fortunately a water outlet was reserved when the house was built. The two of them only needed to pile the snow in the corner of the wall, and when the sky cleared and the sun came out, the snow would quickly melt into snow water and flow into the river through the outlet.
After waiting for the snow to be swept, both of them were sweating. They decided to drink a bowl of hot mutton soup first and then started preparing the ingredients for hot pot.
The wooden door of the living room was open. The mutton soup in the casserole was boiled until milky white. Slices of mutton cut into even thickness were thrown into it. When the slices of meat floated up, they were taken out, wrapped in the sauce and stuffed into the mouth. Looking at the snow scene outside the door, it was the most delicious food in the world.
Wangcai lay at Cui Qingyi's feet, his big chubby ears erect, and from time to time he opened his mouth to catch the pieces of meat falling from above.
The dog, which can reach Cui Qingyi's thighs when standing up, looks stupid at this time, but also very likable.
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