After resting at home for a while, Jiang Cong prepared to take his sons to the library to buy books. They will be in the first grade next year. Jiang Cong bought many arithmetic books for the twins, such as the multiplication table, intending to lay a good foundation for them in advance so that it will be easier for them to learn in school.

He also bought a Xinhua Dictionary and had to learn one word a day. He couldn't be idle this summer vacation, and neither could the children.

Qin Man was too exhausted last night, so she didn't want to go with them, but Xiaoyu insisted on taking her with her, so Yuanyuan also went with them to take a look and buy some books to strengthen their knowledge.

Two adults and three children walked to the library. As soon as they entered the library, Jiang Cong took the children to look for books, while Qin Man wandered around slowly at the back, bored.

She stopped at the martial arts novel shelf and picked up a book called "God Killer".

The name seemed similar to the title of Jiang Cong's book, so it attracted her attention.

The author column was an author named Fenglin. Qin Man opened the first chapter and didn't think there was anything special at first. After flipping through a few chapters, she felt something was wrong.

How come the opening of the plot, and some of the settings for combat power are so similar to what Jiang Cong wrote?

She continued reading with a skeptical attitude. Some of the character settings gradually overlapped with Jiang Cong's character. She closed the book with a serious expression.

She looked around for Jiang Cong and saw him in the children's book section, so she walked over with the novel in hand.

"Honey, please take a quick look at this book and see if there is anything wrong with it!"

Jiang Cong was selecting books suitable for children of their age to study when he suddenly heard his wife say this.

So he turned around and took the book from her hand. When he saw the name, he didn't think much of it. At most, the names were a little similar.

I flipped through a few more pages, but didn't find anything wrong.

"There's nothing special about it! What's wrong, Manman?"

Qin Man heard this and sighed:

"You will know if you keep watching. I want to see if you can still remain calm when the time comes!"

Jiang Cong raised his eyebrows, deciding to listen to his wife, and took the book, ready to find a stool to sit down and read.

"You take the kids around first, I'll go take a look!"

Qin Man nodded, Jiang Cong took the book, found a seat and began to read it carefully.

After about ten minutes, his brows gradually furrowed and his expression became solemn.

The setting of this book, no matter where it is set, is similar to my own book, except for the names and scenes, the direction of the plot is almost the same.

He stood up and took the book to the front desk. Qin Man saw him and followed him, holding the hands of the two children.

"Yuanyuan, follow me!"

Jiang Yuan was reading a book very seriously when she heard her aunt calling her. She had to put the book down and follow reluctantly.

Jiang Cong came to the front desk and put the book on the table:

"Hello, I would like to ask, when was this book put on the shelves?"

The publishing houses are responsible for negotiating what books the library puts on the shelves. The content is not their concern; they are only responsible for renting out the shelves.

The administrator looked at the book and replied:

"It's only been two days. What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

Because it has only been on the shelves for two days, she has a deeper impression of it.

"So, how are the sales in the past two days?"

This is obviously plagiarism, which is simply too outrageous. If he is allowed to make money, then wouldn't the fruits of his brainpower, which he has been thinking hard about day and night, be just a favor to others?

"The sales are average, only a few copies have been sold, not as popular as your novel!"

The administrator knew Jiang Cong because he often came to the library to do market research, so the administrator already knew him.

"This book plagiarized the content of my husband's book. I hope the library will remove it from the shelves immediately. We will contact the publishing house!" Qin Man said seriously.

Generally speaking, in cases of plagiarism, the plagiarist must remove the work from the shelves. This is clearly equivalent to copying, so it must be removed from the shelves.

"No way?"

The administrator covered his mouth and took a look at the plagiarized book with an incredulous look.

"I'll talk to the higher-ups, and once they come over to verify, they'll immediately remove the book from the shelves!"

"Let's take this book first!"

Jiang Cong immediately took the book to find Editor-in-Chief Lin of the publishing house to discuss how to solve the problem.

He did not sell the copyright, the publishing house belongs to the investor, and he has the right to copyright himself.

"OK!"

This was not a small problem, so the administrator agreed to let him take the book away.

Qin Man paid for the children's books, and the group left the library.

Jiang Cong didn't want to delay any longer, so he immediately went to find Editor-in-Chief Lin to report the situation.

"Manman, take the kids home first. I'm going to the publishing house!"

"Okay, go ahead!"

Qin Man separated from him and took the child home, and also took a look inside the Malatang shop.

Business is average. Summer is not as good as spring, autumn and winter. After all, the weather is hot and no one wants to eat food that is too hot.

The store has launched ice jelly, which is specially used to relieve heat and spiciness. There are no ice jelly seeds on the market, but there are a lot of this kind of ice jelly powder in the countryside, and Aunt Liao knows it.

So Qin Man called home and asked the village chief to call on all the villagers to collect the ice jelly seeds together. They were charged 20 cents per pound, and they collected 100 pounds and sent them over. It should be just enough for this summer!

Aunt Liao is from Sichuan, and this idea was hers. It is a characteristic of her hometown.

She knew exactly how to make it and what ingredients to add, so Qin Man bought the ingredients according to her instructions.

A bowl of ice jelly costs five cents. It contains peanuts, sesame seeds, raisins, and a spoonful of brown sugar syrup. It is icy and refreshing.

In early June, several ceiling fans were installed in the lobby, which alleviated the heat a little, but it was still far inferior to air conditioning.

The kitchen was even hotter because of the fire and the simmering soup. Uncle Liao and his wife sweated profusely every day.

Qin Man was not the kind of boss who would mistreat her employees, so she went to Sister Mengmeng and bought two second-hand fans to put in the kitchen to prevent the weather from being too hot and causing heatstroke.

As soon as Xiaoyu arrived, she wanted to drink ice powder and she was crazy about recommending it to Jiang Yuan.

"Cousin, this ice powder is delicious, sweet, and it will stop you from sweating after drinking it!"

Jiang Yuan nodded without saying anything. The little girl has become more quiet in the past two years.

Aunt Liao was not busy at the moment, so she immediately went to pack cool powder for the children.

"Wait, grandma will serve you!"

She filled three bowls of jelly and placed them on the small table in the lounge. The three children sat on the sofa and drank them with relish.

"Grandma Liao, can you make a bowl for my grandma too? I want to bring it back for her to drink!"

Xiaoyu thinks about her grandma all the time and wants to bring her something.