Zhao Chuchu, who was planning to open a shop in Tangzhou Prefecture, reassured him, "Someone will definitely like it. You can't tell what it is on the first day. How about I accompany you to Fengya Bookstore later?"
Like most new authors today, I always care about the performance of my books when writing novels.
This was Zhang Xiuyuan's first time writing a storybook, and the genre was completely different from other storybooks. He was worried that the people would not accept it or dislike it. This worry was understandable.
On the first day, he couldn't help but secretly go to Fengya Bookstore to look at it from afar, but not many people went in, and when they came out, not many people were holding books or magazines in their hands.
Zhang Xiuyuan was in a low mood and didn't go there for the next two days.
Although I didn't go, I always kept it in my mind.
"Okay, then you can go with me to take a look later." Zhang Xiuyuan still wanted to give himself another chance. Maybe more people have bought and liked his storybook now.
At this time, Zhao Chuchu, who had sharp hearing, seemed to hear something. She was afraid that she had heard it wrong, so she listened carefully again, and a smile spread across the corners of her lips: "Brother Yuan, listen carefully to what they are saying."
She pointed to a group of people gathered in the store, whispering enthusiastically about something.
Zhang Xiuyuan was a little confused and listened carefully. When he heard clearly what they were discussing, his expression was stunned.
"Is 'The Imperial Merchant's Substitute Husband' really that good? Then I'll go buy it later. You know, my favorite thing is reading storybooks, but there are very few that suit my taste lately."
"I guarantee you'll love this book. You have no idea. This morning, before Fengya Bookstore even opened, there were already so many people lining up. After it opened, it was practically sold out like wildfire. I don't even know how many copies they've printed, and I don't know if the remaining copies will be available."
"Look, the books and magazines in her hand are from Fengya Bookstore." Another customer came in, and the sharp-eyed people immediately noticed the books and magazines in her hand.
I saw the man browsing in a bookstore while waiting in line to buy cakes.
Someone nearby immediately came over to watch.
A group of people watched with great interest and were almost addicted to it.
"Hey, wait, don't turn the page, I haven't finished reading it yet."
"No, why is it gone? I haven't had enough yet."
"Who is Yizhi Haitang? Come out and tell us what the rest of the story is like."
People have been accusing the crabapple tree.
How can ten thousand words be enough?
Although he heard it, Zhang Xiuyuan still couldn't believe it.
Zhao Chuchu smiled and asked, "What are you looking at?"
The person reading the book had his eyes sparkling, as if he had gotten something great to show off. He said, "Boss Zhao, this book is really good, especially the storyline 'The Imperial Merchant's Substitute Husband'. It's so captivating. Go read it, I guarantee you'll like it."
"Oh, really? So you like it too?"
"Of course."
"Okay, thank you for the recommendation, I will definitely buy it."
Zhang Xiuyuan was still stunned, not knowing whether he could not believe it or was too surprised.
Zhao Chuchu gently hooked his palm with her little finger: "Well, now you believe it."
He felt a tingling and slight itching sensation in his palms, and came back to his senses. He said "hmm", and there were tiny sparks of light in his clear and gentle eyes, like crushed stars, dazzling and eye-catching.
Even so, Zhao Chuchu still took the time to take him to Fengya Bookstore.
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