boyutpedia Chapter 299 Profit
Chapter 299 Profit
Xu Feng bought the storybook at a bookstore, then went to a teahouse, ordered a pot of good tea, sat in a quiet corner, and began to read it carefully.
Fu Yuehe and Miss Su Ying followed Xu Feng's advice and told the story on the first page: A haggard woman with wounds all over her body was dying in the firewood room of a simple and remote courtyard in the cold winter.
Endless regret filled the woman's heart, and her face was full of tears. However, at this moment, she was almost exhausted, and even moving her fingers was difficult. She could only silently wait for death to come.
The strong unwillingness made her feel inexplicably sad and angry. She was filled with extreme regret and made a tearful wish to the heaven, willing to pay any price and praying that the heaven would give her another chance.
Perhaps God took pity on her situation, and when she woke up, she unexpectedly returned to her prime age of 28 ten years ago. Thus, the story slowly unfolds...
Although it is very common on Blue Star, such an opening of the story is enough to whet the appetite of most readers on this continent and entice them to continue reading.
The plot is not too complicated, but it is conceived by a thoughtful woman, and the subtle and wonderful parts are really eye-catching. In particular, the two girls spent most of their lives in the Sikong family's deep mansion, so some of the dialogues between the characters in the inner house, including expressions and actions, are rich and full, as if the scene is really happening in front of you.
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After Xu Feng returned home, Fu Yuehe quickly came to greet him with an expression on her face that was obviously happier than usual.
"Husband, you're back." She said with a smile.
"Well, what's wrong? You seem to be in a good mood today." Xu Feng asked.
Fu Yuehe smiled but did not answer, she just led him into the bedroom. On the dressing table in the bedroom, there was a stack of banknotes.
"This is the proceeds from the first storybook, a total of eight hundred taels." Fu Yuehe picked up the banknote and handed it to Xu Feng with a smile on her face.
"Hmm? Didn't your storybook just start printing and selling? It shouldn't have sold many yet." Xu Feng asked in confusion. Generally speaking, the more storybooks are sold, the more the author can get. The two girls were not famous, and Xu Feng thought it would take at least another month to gradually see some results.
"The bookstore owner is also a book lover and has a strong family background. After reading my and Sister Suying's storybooks, he was very satisfied. Now not only are the four bookstores in Xiaxian Town selling them at the same time, but the larger Shangxian Town, a hundred miles away, has also begun preparing to print and sell our storybooks. According to him, they will use their caravans to take them to more distant places.
This eight hundred taels is his advance payment to us, which is his recognition of us. Sister Suying and I also promised him that we would complete the second volume of the storybook within six months at the latest, and still let him sell it. If there are no accidents, there will be at least one thousand taels of silver in profit next time. "Fu Yuehe was somewhat radiant.
What she didn't say was that in order to earn as much money as possible and not delay Xu Feng's practice, she and Miss Su Ying went to see the owner of the largest local bookstore. At first, the other party was unwilling to pay attention to the two strangers. Fu Yuehe had no choice but to ask the messenger to deliver the manuscript, saying that their storybooks were very different from the traditional storybooks on the market, and hoped that the other party could take the time to read them.
That was the result of her and Miss Su Ying's three months of hard work, and it was also the original manuscript. If they handed it over like that, once the other party was not satisfied and threw it away, their three months of hard work would be wasted, and they would not even have the opportunity to find another bookstore owner to cooperate with.
Fortunately, the final result did not disappoint them.
Xu Feng looked at the banknotes with an amazed look on his face. He stepped forward and hugged Fu Yuehe's slender waist, saying, "Madam, it's only been three months, and you and Miss Su Ying have earned so much money. I am really impressed by you."
Fu Yuehe lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly, but she was very happy in her heart, not only because she had earned a considerable sum of money, but also because of the inner satisfaction and sense of accomplishment, which was the realization of her self-worth, and she could help her beloved one.
"Then, how long can these eight hundred taels of silver support my husband's cultivation if he is used to purchase cultivation resources?" Fu Yuehe raised her head and asked curiously. After all, she was not a cultivator and knew very little about this aspect.
"There's no rush. The spiritual energy here is thin, so I only need to practice for one or two hours a day. You don't have to worry about my cultivation resources for the next two or three years.
Besides, there is also a share for Miss Suying. You can keep the silver for now. I believe you and Miss Suying will earn more and more in the future. Then we won't have to hide anything. We can buy a spacious house and hire some maids. Our life will be better and better in the future.
This is not because of my identity and strength, but a family business earned by your own hands and wisdom!" Xu Feng said with a gentle smile.
As Fu Yuehe listened, the light in her eyes grew brighter.
"Alas, my wife is so powerful, it seems I have to hold on tight." Xu Feng and Fu Yuehe were together for a while, and suddenly he said leisurely.
"Husband, don't make fun of me." Fu Yuehe said coquettishly.
"However, does my husband have any ideas in his mind?" Fu Yuehe asked.
"I've already made some progress. If nothing unexpected happens, I think I will open a medicine shop!" Although century-old herbs are like chicken ribs to him, if he really gets seriously injured, it would be of some use if he has some on hand.
Just like grass roots and tree bark, if there is a famine, these things can help fill your stomach a little.
Of course, in addition to this, opening a pharmacy also has the purpose of expanding personal connections, gathering information, and collecting various North Sea charts.
Opening a pharmacy is easier than being a doctor. Customers can just bring prescriptions and get the medicine according to the prescription, or buy certain herbs separately. There is no need to visit the patient in person as a doctor did in the past, which saves a lot of trouble.
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Outside Xiaxian Town, on Changqing Mountain, in the largest hot spring villa.
The misty hot spring pool is surrounded by a tulle curtain fluttering in the wind. Four dancers in tulle are moving lightly, like fairies walking out of the mist. Their postures are graceful and elegant, and every turn and every raise of their hands are so charming and lively.
The music accompanies the dancing, clear and graceful, with melodious strings and bamboos. The dancers' movements are sometimes like the fluttering of willow catkins, sometimes like the fleeting shadows of a startled wild goose. The colorful silk in their hands draws gorgeous arcs in the air as they dance, just like the neon lights from the sky falling into the world.
However, in such a pleasing scene, the protagonist, a young and handsome man, who was sitting alone on the high platform, was in a trance, as if his soul was wandering in the sky, and he did not appreciate it at all.
When the four dancers finished their performance, the young man was still like a sculpture.
"Young Master? Young Master?" Seeing that his master did not move, Chang An, the young master's personal attendant, spoke carefully, bringing the master back to his wandering thoughts.
"Hmm? Oh, you all go down and claim your rewards." The young man waved his hand casually, looking lost.
The dancers withdrew respectfully.
Chang An frowned. What happened to the young master? He looked listless. Usually, he liked the performances of these four carefully selected dancers with excellent skills and looks the most. But today, he seemed to have completely lost interest, as if he had something on his mind.
Nothing special seems to have happened in recent days.
Hmm? No, there is a small matter. Two young women holding a storybook came to discuss cooperation with the young master. The young master was too lazy to meet them at first! Later, he became more interested and met them. Could it be because of these two people?
However, the two men covered themselves up very tightly that day, and their faces were basically invisible; one could only tell from their voices that they looked very young.