Chapter 63 The poetry meeting begins

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Zui Chun Tower.

Because of Miss Qimeng's words, the entire lobby was in a state of excitement. Everyone was gearing up and stopped drinking wine. They imagined that if they could be attracted by Miss Qimeng, they would be a guest. Since they had already sold themselves, it would definitely be possible. Redeemed.

When the time comes to redeem it, you can be with Miss Qimeng every day. Just thinking about that feeling makes everyone's blood boil.

Therefore, even if they had to pay a registration fee of one hundred and fifty taels, no one hesitated. Even if the money was not enough, they had to borrow money to register.

The atmosphere in the audience was lively. Chen Song smiled and said: "Brother Xu, this is the first time I see you today. I didn't expect that you are also a member of the same group. We can communicate more in the future."

After speaking, he leaned close to Xu Ning's ear and whispered: "I have a book of erotic pictures here. There are a total of twelve postures in it. It is guaranteed to open Brother Xu's eyes. I don't know if Brother Xu is interested. I will sell it to you for only ten taels of silver." you."

Xu Ning was speechless. Brother, I have experienced the baptism of countless short movies. All I have watched are videos. What is so interesting about your album? Moreover, with the level of painting in this world, how exquisite can the characters you draw be?

He was about to refuse immediately, but suddenly an idea came to him and he said: "Is there a market for these erotic pictures?"

Seeing Xu Ning's interest, Chen Song immediately beamed, "Of course there is a market. People who come to brothels like to see this. After learning the postures from it, I want to try it on the brothel girls. You are Brother Kuang and Junior Brother, so I sell It’s cheaper for you, and for everyone else, I buy fifteen taels per volume.”

"How many can you sell in a month?" Xu Ning asked.

"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else, I can sell five hundred copies of this erotic picture alone in a month." Chen Song said proudly.

Xu Ning was also a little surprised. Five hundred copies a month meant 750 taels of silver, which was very profitable. Sure enough, there was a market for this kind of thing everywhere.

And this is only Yongping County, which has such consumption power. If you add other prefectures and counties, it may be able to sell 10,000 taels of silver in a month.

If you download some high-definition pictures from modern society, bind them into books and sell them, you can definitely monopolize the market. After seeing these high-definition pictures of yours, who will look at hand-painted ones.

This business can be done, but of course I can't do it. After all, selling this kind of thing would lower my status. I am now the nephew of the county magistrate, so I can only find people I can trust to sell it.

Thinking of this, Xu Ning thought of the storybooks of this world, that is, novels. He had read some of them before, but they were boring and not fun at all. He could also copy the novels from the main world and they would definitely be popular.

Let people in this world feel the impact of Shuangwen.

"Brother Xu, do you want to buy it?" Just when Xu Ning was thinking about expanding his business, Chen Song asked again.

"Okay, give me a copy." The other party helped him expand his thinking and took care of his business. He took out a ten tael of silver and handed it to Chen Song.

Chen Song immediately beamed and took out a booklet from his arms and gave it to Xu Ning. Xu Ning took a look at it. On the cover, there was a painting of a man and a woman doing something shy, but the painting was a bit abstract and there was no desire at all. .

Of course, this is for Xu Ning, and it must be very attractive to others.



The noisy lobby finally became quiet. Everyone signed up and was in an upbeat mood. Some literati were even more hostile to each other, and literati looked down on each other. Not to mention that today's poetry meeting was still a special occasion.

If I could spend one night with Qimeng, it would be exciting to brag about.

"Madame, please let Miss Qimeng come up with the questions. I can't wait any longer."

someone shouted, and others booed.

The madam smiled and said, "I'll ask Miss Qimeng to come up with the question."

After a while, a maid of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing a green dress, came out of Qimeng's room. She was pretty, and she said crisply: "Qingtao from the Nu family has met all the young masters. Miss Qimeng said, again, It will be the New Year's Day soon, so I invite all the talented people to compose a poem with the New Year's Day as the theme, and burn a stick of incense within a limited time."

New Year's Day is also the Spring Festival, and everyone is excited when they hear it. They are very good at writing New Year's Day poems. Every year, many literary talents will write poems to express their love for the festival.

I originally thought this question would be difficult, but I didn't expect it to be so easy.

"Bring me pen and ink!"

Suddenly they had pens, inks, paper and inkstones to serve them. Xu Ning and Chen Song also had paper and pens. Chen Song also had some ink in his belly. He had also written a poem describing New Year's Eve, but he did not start writing easily at this time. The topic seemed simple, but it was really It is not easy to write well, especially when you have to compete with other talented people.

This time, not only the talents from Yongping County came, but also from other counties, and even several who passed the exam came.

If the writing is not brilliant enough, it will definitely not catch Qimeng’s eyes.

He bit the pen and looked up at Xu Ning, only to see Xu Ning staring at Qimeng's maid.

This made Chen Song startled. Could it be that Xu Ning knew that he couldn't get Qimeng, so he found another way to kill her maid.

Xu Ning was actually looking at the hairpin on Qing Tao's head. This time he purchased goods from Dong Jian. In addition to the daily necessities before, he also bought a lot of women's products based on the idea that women's money is easy to make.

As for where there are the most women, it is undoubtedly brothels. These girls are rich and love beauty, so they are the best potential customers.

If he can sell goods to them, then Xu Ji will have a sale.

Girl Qimeng is a well-known brand. If she can be found to endorse her products, then the girls from the brothel will definitely come to buy them. Originally, Xu Ning just planned to stay here to watch the excitement, but it is related to business.

Xu Ning decided to also write...well, copy a poem.

If Qimeng is willing to see her, then she can sell it to her. She will definitely like her products. Then let her help promote it in the brothel, and the business will be done.

Xu Ning had never thought about being a guest at the scene. He had already determined that this was a routine. When he saw Qimeng, she would definitely say that he was not a man she liked. She could only chat, drink tea, and then send him out.

It’s just not easy to see Qimeng. You need to win in this poetry competition. Which poem should you copy?

Xu Ning also thought hard.

At this moment, a talented man called the boy and handed over the written paper. The boy rushed upstairs and gave it to Maid Qimeng.

Qingtao was literate and said, "Master Tian composed a poem."

"The sound of joy and laughter marks the end of the year, the spring breeze sends me into an official career, and the sound of firecrackers in thousands of households always replaces old charms with new ones."

The writing is not very good, and it is also very vulgar. The last sentence is a bit eye-catching.

After Qing Tao finished reading, there was no sound in the room, which meant that Qimeng was not in his eyes. Mr. Tian was a little disappointed and a little unconvinced. He didn't believe that anyone could do it better than him.

Then someone else made a poem and asked the boy to read it to Qing Tao.

One song after another, the atmosphere was very lively, Qimeng occasionally made a sound, and the young master who was named was ecstatic. If he won the poem competition, he would be able to participate in the second round of the tea party, and he would be closer to Qimeng. .