Chapter 021 New Books Are Here

Shopkeeper Zhao had been waiting for him to say this, and he quickly said, "Mr. Yuan, you are too modest. If you can really help me get through this difficult time, I will do my best to repay you."

Yuan Ming shook his head and said, "Mr. Yuan, you are too kind. This is just an immature idea."

He lowered his head and said, "You also know that I am busy with my studies now. I am afraid it will be difficult for me to write a complete storybook in a short time to solve your urgent needs. Why not send out a part every few days? What do you think?"

Zhao Yu: "I don't quite understand what Mr. Yuan means."

"If the shopkeeper can find some people to provide short articles regularly, the content can be varied, talking about food, telling stories, or serializing long stories like me. Putting these articles together will definitely attract a large number of new readers, and this can also be regarded as a bundled sales, and the effect is much better than the package model used by the shopkeeper Zhao before."

The shopkeeper Zhao is a qualified businessman. After Yuan Ming finished speaking, he fell into thought.

In order to promote sales before, he came up with the package sales model, and the profit was increased, but many people also complained behind his back that he was shrewd and stingy, using a discount to deceive others to buy more useless books.

The shopkeeper Zhao's opponents seized on this point and really created a lot of trouble for him at first.

Yuan Ming proposed a serial co-authoring method, which perfectly avoided the problem, and no trace of bundling could be seen.

Zhao Yu, the cabinet manager, exclaimed in his heart that it was wonderful, and looked at Yuan Ming with more and more admiration.

At this time, he could not see that Yuan Ming had already thought of how to convince him. What he thought was sincere before, in fact, the other party had already known it. He

was not even a scholar, but he already had such a shrewdness and vision. Zhao Yu had to admit that Yuan Ming really had a bright future.

Probably wanting to sell well in front of Yuan Ming, the shopkeeper Zhao clapped his hands and replied cheerfully: "Mr. Yuan, this idea is really a second. Apart from anything else, as long as the news of Brother Jin's new publication spreads, this book will definitely sell well."

Yuan Ming raised his eyebrows upon hearing this, but did not say anything.

Shopkeeper Zhao touched his nose, and inexplicably felt that his little tricks were clearly understood by the other party, so he stopped talking unnecessary words and quickly finalized the name and general content of the new book with Yuan Ming.

After Yuan Ming left, shopkeeper Zhao immediately threw himself into the busy preparations. The details were not something that Yuan Ming, an outsider, could participate in.

After leaving the bookstore, Yuan Ming went to the vegetable market to buy some meat and vegetables, and then went home.

Ji Qingyue came back late, but still within the agreed range before he left, so Yuan Ming was not in a hurry.

Yuan Ming was in the kitchen preparing a fish at that time, Ji Qingyue jumped behind him, and wanted to cover his eyes, but then she thought, this is at home, and she knew who was behind her without guessing, so she hugged his neck and hung herself on his back.

"I'm back, exhausted."

Yuan Ming scraped the fish scales without stopping and asked, "What did you do in the afternoon?" Ji

Qingyue didn't quite agree with him: "It wasn't playing, we had a professional article exchange."

Yuan Ming followed suit: "What did you exchange?"

"The main thing is of course Brother Jin and peach blossom wine, followed by poetry and songs," Ji Qingyue counted on her fingers: "In addition to the pretentious piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the sisters also shared their experiences and interesting stories in selling things, growing vegetables, cooking, etc., which really benefited me a lot."

Now it was Yuan Ming's turn to be surprised.

I thought that Ji Qingyue's group of friends were just idle boys or girls who gathered together to chat about stories, but I didn't expect that they got along so positively.

Ji Qingyue said, "My father forced me to study and write in the past, but I was always reluctant and just did it perfunctorily most of the time. If I had known this day would come, I would have studied harder."

Yuan Ming put the processed fish in a small basin with prepared sauce in it. While kneading the fish to remove the fishy smell, he said, "There are a lot of poems in the study. If you are interested, go and read them."

Ji Qingyue stuck out her tongue and said, "Forget it. I shared my newly made ointment with them. They all like it very much. They just can't recite the poems. I'm sure they won't blame me."

Yuan Ming: "..."

The time of rest passed exceptionally quickly. After a short relaxation, Yuan Ming plunged into intensive study again. Ji Qingyue spent most of his time in the workshop refining new fragrances. Occasionally, he would drink tea and chat with his friends. His life was simple and fulfilling.

Seven days later, a new book called "Easy to Read in Ten Days" was put on the bookshelf of Qingshan Bookstore. It was not thick, but it had more than 20 pages. However, the layout was very beautiful and the illustrations were very vivid.

In addition, a line of words written in red ink in the center of the cover attracted people's attention even more - Jin Ge's new work "Dangerous Guardian" will be serialized soon!

Maybe some people still don't know what serialization means. The first page is the pre-promotion of "Dangerous Guardian".

It states Jin Ge's mental journey in creating the new book, the significance of serialization, and the time of the first part's release. The wording is very precise and concise, which whets the appetite of readers.

Therefore, when many people still didn't know what "十日易讀" was, many people who saw Jin Ge's name quickly bought it, and soon this little-known book set off a craze in Shifang Town.

Yuan Ming, who had only studied in the school for a day, knew nothing about this.

When Yuan Ming returned home in the evening, as soon as he walked in, Ji Qingyue ran over and hugged him tightly.

Before Yuan Ming could stand firmly, a book poked him in the face. Yuan

Ming squinted his eyes, and when he saw the words on the cover clearly, he was confused for a moment: "What is this?"

"Jin Ge! Jin Ge is going to write a new book!" Ji Qingyue was so happy that he almost shouted this sentence.

Yuan Ming blinked: "Really? Let me see."

Taking "Shi Ri Yi Du" in his hand, Yuan Ming saw his pen name and the title of the book written in exaggerated handwriting,

and couldn't help but twitched his lips. Although it was a bit embarrassing, he had to admit that Zhao the shopkeeper was really good at making money.

"Brother Jin said that the inspiration for Dangerous Guard came from a letter from a reader. Oh my god, he actually reads readers' letters! I don't know who is so lucky that what he wrote catches Brother Jin's eye." Ji Qingyue clasped his hands together: "If I had known this, I should have written a few more letters. Ruoyan wrote five letters, but I only wrote one, and it was half a page. It looked very insincere."

Yuan Ming: "..."

Those letters were piled in the warehouse of Qingshan Bookstore. He only found Ji Qingyue's letter. After reading it, he put it away carefully. No matter how many letters others wrote, he would not be able to see them.

Of course, it is impossible to tell Ji Qingyue these, he will never know.

Ji Qingyue thought: "The readers' letters are all sent to Qingshan Bookstore, so if I go to the bookstore every day to wait, can I meet Brother Jin in person?"

Yuan Ming twitched his mouth and looked at Ji Qingyue in disbelief.

Ji Qingyue had no idea whether the person hiding behind Brother Jin's vest was a man, a woman, or a boy. Just because of a book, he was so obsessed with that person that he even wanted to follow others?

Yuan Ming began to doubt his previous judgment.

Has Ji Qingyue's mind become clearer or even more stupid?

As soon as the words came out, there was a jealousy in his tone that he didn't even notice: "Qingqing really likes only Brother Jin's books? Or has she fallen in love with him as a person?"

Ji Qingyue was stunned.

Yuan Ming felt even more uncomfortable when he saw him like this, and couldn't help but provoke him: "If you want to go, go ahead. Even if you squat at the door of the bookstore all day long, I won't say a word of no."

After that, he walked into the study.

Ji Qingyue looked at the book in her hand, then at the closed door, her heart full of confusion.

On this day, no one made dinner, and no one wanted to sleep. One stayed in the study and the other stayed in the workshop.

Yuan Ming sat cross-legged with an open book on the desk, but after half a day, he didn't read a single word in his mind.

He sighed and put down the paper and pen.

Standing by the window of the study, you can see the workshop opposite at a glance. It was already dark, and there was still no light in the workshop, but Yuan Ming knew that Ji Qingyue was inside.

Thinking that Ji Qingyue seemed to be afraid of the dark, Yuan Ming's brows furrowed even deeper.

Looking at the dark window, Yuan Ming resigned himself to opening the door of the study and planned to go to the workshop to find someone.

As a result, as soon as he lifted one foot, he felt a pair of hands hugging his thigh.

Looking down, it was Ji Qingyue.

"Husband, don't be angry, I know I was wrong. I like Brother Jin purely because of his books. In this world, I will only like husband." Ji Qingyue blinked her eyes, looking like she was about to cry: "I didn't take care of husband's feelings and made husband angry. I'm sorry."

Looking at him like this, Yuan Ming couldn't get angry anymore.

"Get up first."

Yuan Ming took Ji Qingyue's hand and led him into the kitchen.

After the fire was lit, he asked Ji Qingyue to sit on a small stool to watch the fire, and he started to work around the stove.

Ji Qingyue stared at him eagerly, her eyes moving with his movements, her expression a little timid, like a little mouse looking for an opportunity to steal oil.

Yuan Ming couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ji Qingyue stood up immediately, her eyes lit up: "My husband smiled, are you not angry anymore?"

Yuan Ming walked over and rubbed his head: "I'm not angry, my husband is so obedient, how can I be angry?"

The dry noodles were cooked soon after being put into the pot, and a noodle fragrance soon surged in the air.

When Ji Qingyue smelled the fragrance, her stomach growled instantly.

Yuan Ming gently touched his skinny belly and said, "It's my fault. Qingqing is hungry."

"Actually, I have learned how to cook noodles, but I don't know how to light a fire. I wanted to make a bowl of noodles for my husband to make amends, but I was afraid of making things worse, so I had to sit at the door of the study and wait for my husband to come out." Ji Qingyue whispered.