Chapter 157: Writing a Storybook
Lu Mingxiu was worried about his younger sister, so he did not go home but followed her to Rong's house.
On the way back, Lu Yao felt much better after being accompanied and comforted by Rong Yanhui and the two children. However, she was still worried about something, and the smile on her face was a little less.
Seeing Lu Mingxiu, he said directly: "Brother, let's go to the study."
The other party's storybook has been on the market and has received very good feedback. It has been reprinted several times. I heard that it has been sold to other states before the New Year. If she wants to write a storybook, she needs to learn from the other party.
When facing his own little sister, Lu Mingxiu naturally told her everything he knew.
After listening to what the other party said, Lu Yao was silent for a moment, and then expressed her own thoughts.
Common sense in preventing abduction and fraud?
After hearing this, Lu Mingxiu paused for a moment and said, "Although there are children from wealthy families who have been abducted, they are still a minority. Most ordinary people are illiterate and would not spend money to buy such things."
After hearing this, Lu Yao realized that she had taken it for granted.
However, she is not someone who gives up easily. If this way doesn't work, then try another one. As long as you think carefully, there are always more solutions than problems.
She carefully recalled the characteristics of this era, and suddenly an idea flashed: "Where are the storytellers and the opera troupes?"
Rong Yanhui and Lu Mingxiu thought about it and said that both options were feasible, as long as they found a suitable opera troupe and storyteller.
Lu Yao handed the task of finding a troupe and a storyteller to Ding Ping and his son, and then immersed herself in writing. She had to finish writing the script before she was sure to endure it.
Seeing that she was busy, Lu Mingxiu and Rong Yanhui did not disturb her and quietly left the study.
"I'll ask you to be more careful." Lu Mingxiu felt a little worried when he thought of the other person's expression before.
"Don't worry, brother, I will definitely do it."
Lu Mingxiu nodded, did not stay in the Rong family for long, and went back directly.
He needs to work harder.
After seeing off his uncle, Rong Yanhui arranged the two children, made a cup of milk tea, prepared a stack of snacks that his sister Yao liked, and took them to the study.
He gently pushed open the study door and closed it again, without making any sound until he reached the desk.
Seeing Lu Yao frowning in thought, he didn't interrupt her, but placed the milk tea in front of her and said, "Drink some milk tea and think slowly."
He spoke softly and without saying anything else, picked up his book and went to the carpet beside him. There was a low table there. He put the book on it and sat cross-legged on the cushion.
Lu Yao looked at the contented man, picked up the milk tea and took a sip. It was just the right amount of sweetness, just the taste she liked.
Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head and she had an idea.
He put down the cup and started typing furiously.
That's right, typing.
It is no exaggeration to say that her space is a treasure chest. Almost anything you can think of can be found here, including laptops, generators, etc.
Now that I have inspiration, nothing can be faster than using a notebook.
Hearing the crackling sound, Rong Yan looked back, smiled with relief, and then turned his attention back to the book in front of him.
He used to be amazed and curious about the things Yaomei took out, but after mastering some common functions, he was able to treat them calmly.
Although,
I still can't help but marvel at the advanced and magical world.
Lu Yao never stopped writing after she started. By the time she typed the last word, it was almost dark.
She exhaled, moved her neck, then her arms and wrists, concentrating her attention highly and working her brain rapidly, which consumed a lot of energy.
Just as I was about to get up and move around, a pair of hands landed on my shoulders and gently massaged them, and my sore shoulders were instantly relieved.
Lu Yao didn't hesitate. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the massage from her man, and would give him instructions from time to time.
"A little to the side... past that, a little to the left... focus here... um, gently, gently... eh eh, yes, right here, press a little harder... um, keep going..."
Rong Yanhui smiled, without any impatience, and accepted whatever the other party said until he was finally satisfied.
"alright."
After some massage, Lu Yao finally recovered. She rubbed the other person's hand and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"I haven't exercised enough. I can't handle being busy all of a sudden."
"You're already very busy running the household and business," Rong Yanhui consoled him, "and writing is different."
Lu Yao chuckled: "You always find excuses for me."
"I'm just telling the truth," Rong Yan replied seriously, "It's a pity I can't share your burden."
"Who said that?" Lu Yao raised her chin slightly. "My man is very useful. He always appears when I need him most, like now."
She really felt much more comfortable now.
"Let's go, the two little guys must be starving," Lu Yao stood up and took Rong Yanhui's hand, "I'm a little hungry too."
The next day, Lu Yao got up early, had breakfast with Rong Yan, and then went to the small study to work.
I had already written the script for the troupe's performance yesterday, and also wrote the outline of the storybook. Today I just had to write the storybook.
She didn't plan to write too long, just to intersperse various scams into each story. As long as it could resonate with everyone and record those scams, it would be fine.
Moreover, she believed that those storytellers were not there to do the work and would polish and improve the stories.
It’s not that she doesn’t want to write well, it’s just that she doesn’t have the talent.
Lu Yao was "writing furiously" in the study, while Rong Yanhui took the two children to the Rong Mansion. She was the only one at home and did not need to worry about accompanying the children. Lu Yao simply asked others not to disturb him, locked the study, and moved around freely inside.
When she was hungry or thirsty, she had food in the space. Except for going to the toilet, she did not leave the study all day.
Fortunately, after a day of hard work, she wrote down the story she wanted to write, and the rest was up to the storyteller and the troupe.
Ding Ping was very efficient and found a suitable opera troupe and storyteller in just two days.
Normally, opera troupes would do very well during the Chinese New Year and would usually be invited by wealthy families to perform at their homes. However, this troupe not only had no business, but was on the verge of surviving.
Lu Yao was curious and after asking around, she found out that this troupe was in a period of transition, with the mainstays moving on and no good plays available. With such a troupe, even if they performed outdoors, they would not receive much reward.
Just when the troupe owner was at a loss, Ding Ping approached him and explained his purpose. The other party immediately agreed. Although it felt a bit unreliable, he had no choice. Even if the other party was just teasing him, he had to try to grab this life-saving straw.
As for the storyteller, his situation was actually similar. They were both the type who had nowhere else to go.
What surprised Lu Yao was that this storyteller was not only literate but also very talented in writing.
It turned out that the other party was also a scholar, and had obtained an official title.
The other party was very smart and well-educated. He thought he could pass the imperial examination smoothly and get a good ranking. Who would have thought that he was framed and not only disqualified from the examination, but also deprived of his fame.
From then on, the favored son of heaven became a poor chicken, experiencing the warmth and coldness of human nature. In order to make a living, he had to help others write letters and copy books.
But he was a tainted person, and someone with ulterior motives spread rumors about him, causing him to lose his job as a copyist.
at last,
He was reduced to a waiter and storyteller.
They barely make a living while being teased, mocked and ridiculed by others.
I thought my life would just pass by like this, but I didn't expect to run into my former classmates.
He and that classmate were both gifted students at the time, top-ranked students at the academy. However, the other person came from a wealthy family and had always disliked him, always trying to outdo him. Whenever he had the chance, he would cause trouble for him. Back then, outside the exam hall, the other person had found a reason to cause trouble for him and had even nearly knocked over his exam basket...
He actually knew who did it back then, but he had no evidence and no one was caught red-handed, so he had no way of proving his innocence.
Now, the other party has risen to a high position and still refuses to let me go even after seeing me in this state.
After listening to the story of the opera troupe and the storyteller, Lu Yao sighed softly. Was she lucky, or was she just good?
She thought about it and decided to meet him first.
There was no big problem on the troupe's side. After they heard the story that Lu Yao needed to express, they immediately patted their chests and said that they could definitely rehearse it.
So, the troupe owner, who had not yet received the script, went back happily to invite his troupe members to move into the Rong residence.
As for the storyteller, he is in a bit of trouble.
Fortunately, after inquiring, he found out that the classmate who disliked him did not hold a high official position. He was just a sixth-rank official under the Ministry of Rites, and he married the concubine's daughter of a doctor in the Ministry of Works.
Ministry of Industry...
Lu Yao chuckled. This really was a flood that had hit the Dragon King Temple.
She immediately made the decision that as long as the person's character was good, she, Sister Yao, would protect him.
"Go back and take care of your family matters first. I'll have Butler Ding send the script to you in a couple of days."
After hearing this, the storyteller felt a little embarrassed. He had been barely making ends meet by renting a house before, but now he had no job as a storyteller and was kicked out by the landlord. He was now homeless. If it weren't for the last bit of self-respect as a scholar, he would have been desperate and sold himself into slavery.
The only option was to commit suicide. Before his parents left, they were afraid that he would take that step, so they held his hand and repeatedly asked him not to give up his life at any time, otherwise, they would die with regrets.
He had promised his parents that he would not take that step.
Lu Yao was surprised, but her face remained calm. She immediately said, "Because there are many details that I need to discuss with you, sir, for your convenience, I would like you to stay at home first. Is that convenient?"
Gu Li: “…”
It is said that men don't shed tears easily, unless they are deeply sad.
Gu Li's eyes were red, and he immediately knelt down in front of Lu Yao: "Thank you, Madam."
Since he fell into trouble, this is the only person who has truly looked him in the eye and respected him.
"As long as the ancients need him, Gu Li will go through fire and water."
He will remember this kindness for the rest of his life and will repay it with everything he has.
"Sir, that's too serious," Lu Yao said, leaning sideways. "We're just getting what we need."
As she spoke, she gave instructions to Butler Ding and asked him to take the other person to stay in the guest room.
An entire opera troupe has already moved in, so adding one more person won’t be a big deal...right?
After everything was arranged and it was about time, she rested for a while, ate something, sat down at the desk again, and began to copy what she had written before.
How enjoyable it was to write on the computer before, but how tiring it is to copy it now. If she had known this, she would have just written it by hand.
However, the notebook can quickly record the inspiration at that time. Now when she copies it again, she checks for omissions and makes revisions while copying. Not to mention, the finished product is even better.
Lu Yao thought, maybe she could publish a copy and sell it later? By combining all three, the results might be even better.
Once this idea came to mind, I couldn't stop.
only,
This storybook was written for the purpose of telling stories, and if I wanted to sell it, I had to write another one.
As for who wrote it, it definitely wouldn't be her.
Everyone has their own expertise. This script and this storyline have already exhausted a lot of her brain cells. Let's leave the rest to professionals.
At most, she provides materials and gives an outline.
Well, this Mr. Gu Li seems to be the best choice.
Lu Yao didn't let Gu Li wait for long. After writing a chapter, she asked Butler Ding to send it to the other party and told him that she had only written a rough outline. If anyone had any better ideas, they could add them in. As long as it could achieve the effect of promoting science, she would do whatever it takes to attract people.
The storybook is ready. The troupe will have to have a place to perform and tell stories. We can't always go to someone else's territory, right?
She thought about it and immediately went to Rong Mansion to discuss it with her aunt and others.
Liu Manyun and the others were shocked and angry when they heard Lu Yao talk about the beacon shooting incident. However, when they heard her plan, they all agreed and expressed their desire to contribute.
"I came here to discuss this matter with you." Lu Yao explained her purpose.
"Do you mean we should open a teahouse?" Ye Jiayue asked.
"Officially," Lu Yao said, "This Gu Li is a talented person. If we tell him a story, he will definitely be able to write a better book."
With the book in hand, are you still afraid that those people won’t come to support you?
As for drama, having experienced the prosperous development of the entertainment industry in the 21st century and the cleansing of the interrogation industry, she has countless script stories and vernacular novels in her mind. As long as she wants, she can dig out a lot of them.
certainly,
The premise is that you don’t write it yourself.
Her narrative essays were the kind that made the physical education teacher shake his head.
The group of women all thought it was feasible and discussed how to make it more attractive.
"Um," Rong Ziyu raised her hand and whispered, "Is our copper hot pot still open?"
"Open, of course."
"Open, why not?"
Rong Ziyu reminded: "Then this teahouse..."
Qin Tianxiao rubbed the little girl's head: "Teahouse and copper hot pot don't conflict with each other."
"Can you handle it?" Rong Ziyu was worried about this. She looked at Lu Yao, her tone full of resentment, "Besides, the plan for the copper hot pot hasn't been written yet."
Lu Yao: “…”
Blame her.
She smiled awkwardly: "Well, the plan has been formed, it will be ready soon."
The hot pot restaurant still needs to be renovated first, so she just needs to come up with the renovation plan as soon as possible. As for the business and management plans, she can take her time.
The same goes for teahouses.
They didn't have any ready-made teahouses, so they needed to find a location and then renovate the shop after they had decided on it. This preparation took quite some time.
"Everyone agrees, so let's see where it would be most appropriate to open it."
Qin Tianxiao: "In my dowry, there is a relatively large shop on the main street. There is a lot of traffic there. If I open it there, the business will surely not be bad."
Liu Manyun: "There are already several teahouses on the main street, and they all have strong connections. Opening a teahouse there would be blatantly stealing their business. That's not right."
They do business seriously, but they try to avoid trouble as much as possible. If something really happens, it will be more trouble than gain.
Rong Ziyu: "How about going to the farm?"
The farm is large, and we can eat, drink, and have fun together... The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. "Let's do that, a...?"
I dare not say the last word.
Lu Yao's eyes lit up and she gave her a thumbs up.
Qin Tianxiao also clapped his hands, thinking this was a good idea, "Tzuyu is great."
Rong Ziyu smiled shyly, a little embarrassed: "This, I heard Sister Yaoyao say before."
Lu Yao shook her head: "None of us thought of it, but you did."
She was short-sighted and really didn't think of this.
"But isn't Zhuangzi too far?" Ye Jiayue hesitated and asked, "If it's too far, ordinary people would rarely go there unless they have the means."
She paused for a moment and continued, "Moreover, many people would think that this is a place only rich people go to, and ordinary people would not dare to set foot there."
Several people were silent.
This is indeed a problem.
"It would be nice to have a bigger shop with a backyard," Lu Yao said, and thought about it. She already had one, but it felt a little small.
"That's a good idea," Ye Jiayue thought. "I have one there, so we can go take a look. If you think it's too small, we can ask the neighbor next door if they're willing to sell it. If we connect the two, it should be quite big."
Lan Xin nodded, this was not a good idea either.
but,
"No need to do that. I have a shop here. It's a pretty good size. My mother said that before it was converted into an inn, it was a teahouse. It was only because the business was not good that we changed it."
The more she thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. "This inn was converted from a teahouse before, and it wasn't much of a change. It wouldn't be too much of a hassle to convert it back now."
"No need," Liu Manyun shook her head and refused, "I have one there, the environment is good in all aspects, and the area is not small."
How can we let the young generation do such a thing?
"Is it the one on Zhuque Street?" Qin Tianxiao asked. After Liu Manyun nodded affirmatively, she said, "I have one over there too. It should be a little bigger than yours."
In short, if you have to choose, choose the best.
"Your business is pretty good now, so just use mine."
“I have a large area.”
Qin Tianxiao insisted.
Seeing the two of them arguing endlessly over whose shop should be used to open a teahouse, hotpot restaurant, and other leisure, entertainment, food, and beverage outlets, Lu Yao coughed lightly and said, "Well, actually, there's no need for anyone to argue."
Several people looked at Lu Yao: "Do you have a better idea?"
Lu Yao smiled and nodded, her face looking mysterious.
"Hey, Yaoyao, stop keeping me in suspense."
Lan Xin said angrily.
"Aren't we looking for... cooperation?" She pointed her index finger upwards, gesturing toward the sky. "Perhaps there will be better options."
Several people's eyes lit up, and then they all shook their heads: "Not right, not right, that's... How can we let the other party go?"
Many shops in the capital seek protection by offering shares, but they don't want a cent and even beg others to accept them. They want to cooperate with the person at the top, so it is even more impossible for them to let the other party pay.
Besides, it’s not like they really have no other choice.
Lu Yao analyzed for them: "What kind of people are they today?"
Liu Manyun thought for a moment and said, "He is very lenient towards his subjects."
Qin Tianxiao: "Lead by example and stick to your word."
It is precisely in this way that one can take control of the court in the shortest possible time after registration, making those old foxes dare not take advantage of their seniority.
"In that case, do you think he would take our dividends for no reason?"
"this……"
They discussed it for a while. Previously they only had some vague concepts, but as they went deeper into the problem and analyzed it carefully, they all had a clear understanding.
"Let me write a plan first," Lu Yao said, "it should be useful when my third cousin comes back."
"Okay," Liu Manyun also agreed, "Let's do it this way for now."
Qin Tianxiao also suggested: "We'd better make preparations for both scenarios, in case the plan doesn't change quickly enough."
"That's true."
Their plan was good, but they were also afraid of any accidents along the way, so they prepared for both scenarios.
Now that they have discussed it, they start to divide the work.
Lu Yao was in charge of rehearsing the play and the storyteller, while the others were responsible for arranging for the craftsmen to prepare tables, chairs and benches, and also for finding someone to make more copper pots.
Not only that, Lu Yao felt that since they wanted to expand, they might as well add more. Since they already had hot pot, barbecue couldn't be left out. They already had theaters and books, so other entertainment programs could also be arranged.
Well, bridge, mahjong, poker, checkers, a children's playground...
The more they talked, the bigger the stall became. Rong Ziyu was stunned and couldn't help asking, "Is this really something ordinary people can enter?"
It is so high-end that it can scare away many people without even asking the price.
and,
Those wealthy people are proud of their status and want to be distinguished and unique. They certainly don't want to go to places where many ordinary people can come and go and consume freely. That would lower their status and style.
This is also a problem.
Lu Yao thought for a moment and said, "We need to prepare everything we need for this plan. It's a big project that won't be launched overnight, but we can open a teahouse or an ordinary restaurant first. It doesn't have to be too expensive, that's great."
"Yaoyao, do you have a plan?" Lan Xin asked eagerly.
She is also a mother and does not want to see other families separated. If she opens the clinic earlier, perhaps she can help more people sooner.
"Let's open an ordinary restaurant first. We will do business as usual at noon and in the evening. Apart from these two periods, we will drink tea, play chess and cards, listen to music and tell stories the rest of the time."
"That's not bad," Liu Manyun nodded.
"We can also make tea and desserts," Rong Ziyu said excitedly, "Ice powder, milk tea, cakes and other things. I believe many people will be willing to patronize them."
The price is cheaper, so some ordinary people are willing to spend some money to come in and have a seat.
Several people thought this was a good idea.
then,
They started a new round of discussion on this topic, and finally stopped when Rong Yan came out of the study.
They actually discussed this issue over and over again for several rounds?
Liu Manyun couldn't help laughing: "They are obviously similar questions." She had been struggling with the same problem for so long.
"Aunt, you're just too concerned," Lu Yao consoled her. "We all hope to help more people, but as the saying goes, concern can lead to confusion. Now that we've discussed this clearly, the rest of the process will be much easier."
"Yaoyao, you're really good at talking," Qin Tianxiao said with a smile, "After hearing what you said, I feel that doing these things is very meaningful."
Ye Jiayue nodded: "Before, I just thought about making money, but now, it has given it another meaning."
"Of course not," Lan Xin said, "My mother's family owns a restaurant. I'll go back tomorrow and discuss with my mother whether we can have the storyteller go there for a performance."
"Come to think of it, my family also has a restaurant," Qin Tianxiao slammed the table, "Oh, my daughter-in-law is really smart. Why didn't I think of it?"
Everyone decided that they could tell some small stories first, and once their restaurant was arranged, they could officially open for business. As for the one-stop leisure and entertainment, that would be a matter for later and there was no need to rush.
After the matter was discussed and the subsequent matters were arranged, Lu Yao saw her husband and brother coming out and did not stay for long. She said something to everyone, then took the man's arm, walked out the door and got on the carriage.
"Have you discussed it?"
Rong Yanhui looked at his sister Yao tenderly. He didn't ask why she suddenly came over, nor did he ask her what she wanted. He just said, "Is there anything I can do?"
Lu Yao pretended to be arrogant and said, "What you need to do now is to study hard and make progress every day, so that I can become an imperial edict as soon as possible."
Rong Yanhui clasped his fists and smiled softly, "As you wish, ma'am."
Lu Yao: “…”
She rolled her eyes at the man and told him what she had done today.
Although, after listening to Butler Ding's introduction about the opera troupe and the storyteller yesterday, I discussed the arrangements for them with Brother Rong in the evening, but now that I have really confirmed it today, I have to tell him.
Respect, trust, sharing, tolerance, and accommodation...these are all ways for couples to get along.
Lu Mingxiu, who was used as a background, said: "..."
Watching the interaction between the two, although he felt a little uncomfortable, he was happy in his heart. He was very pleased that his younger sister was treated like this by her husband.
Soon, the carriage arrived at the gate of the Rong family. Lu Yao said something to her brother and got off the carriage with the help of Rong Yanhui.
At this time, Ding Ping came out from inside and said, "Master and Madam, someone is coming home."
Not only that, he also stopped Lu Mingxiu who was about to leave.
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