At night, Lin Jie held a charcoal pen in front of the blank paper on the table, racking his brains, not knowing how to write. Although I had read a lot of novels in my previous life, I only remembered a few and never left the table.
If I really want to write it down, it seems that it still lacks some charm. After thinking for a while, I decided to write something that was not demanding in terms of writing style, and the plot was interesting enough, with some color used as dye.
Such novels are neither elegant nor vulgar. It's more like a piece of stinky tofu, it smells average and tastes good. And if you like to eat it, it won’t smell bad in the future.
Lin Jie turned the pen leisurely, waved his long and slender fingers, and wrote the title of the book.
"The senior sister I've been in love with for three years now likes me."
Then he stayed up all night, Lin Jie poured out his pen and ink, and his writing continued, and his inspiration emerged like a clear spring, endlessly.
The monk's body is really strong, and he didn't feel tired even after writing all night. It's just that the hand holding the pen is a little numb.
The sky was slightly bright, and Lin Jie was satisfied and glanced at the neatly folded pieces of paper on the table that had small writing written on them.
I breathed a sigh of relief. One more day of writing would make up the number of words for a book. It should be about 200,000 words, but only one-third of the plot has passed.
After the author in the previous life finished writing the exciting part at the beginning, the boring monster-fighting plot at the end became a little watery, and it ended in a hurry without achieving anything. But overall, he's a pretty smart guy.
Lin Jie's sudden inspiration for writing novels came from the story novels sold in the Fu Lu shop. According to the old man, these books were very easy to sell, at least better than Fu Lu, otherwise he would not have changed his business.
So Lin Jie came up with the idea of writing a novel to obtain spiritual stones.
After pouring some water on the elixir obtained in the small courtyard, I found two new purple buds. It seems that the purple air grass has sprouted.
After pouring water, Lin Jie went back to the house and immersed himself in writing a book without knowing the time.
On the second day, I looked at the thick stack of manuscript paper and nodded with satisfaction.
Suddenly I feel that I have a talent for writing books. Maybe I was a good writer in my previous life, but I don’t know how many times it has been returned.
After resting for a while, he took the manuscript and went out.
Instead of going directly to the town, he first came to the elixir garden where Lin Lanlan worked, because he had not seen her recently.
Several disciples of the Spiritual Medicine Garden were busy inside, and Lin Jie walked in.
The disciples who were closer to him called out to him.
"What's wrong, senior brother?"
"I'm looking for Lin Lanlan."
After saying that, the disciple nodded.
"Senior brother, please wait a moment." After saying that, he trotted away in a hurry.
Lin Jie looked around curiously. There were some elixirs and herbs, but they were all simple ones, such as the Spirit-Gathering Grass, the Awakening Grass, and the Healing Grass. some type of.
The more precious ones probably won't be placed on the periphery.
Even if I'm a curious outsider, it's hard for me to go in and take a peek. Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Lin Lanlan running over, showing the vitality of a young girl.
"Senior brother."
He shouted from a distance, and Lin Jie smiled and nodded.
"I'm going to the town. Is there anything you want? I'll take it for you."
Lin Lanlan pointed to the corner of her mouth and thought for a while.
"Colorful chicken? I want to eat colorful chicken, senior brother."
Seeing the other person's eyes shining, Lin Jie found that he seemed to light up her foodie attributes.
"no problem."
Then, he went to the small town alone and found a shop that could print books, with a small courtyard workshop behind it.
The boss was a fat middle-aged man. He invited Lin Jie into the reception room and rubbed his hands.
"Are the guests here for printing or something?"
"What? Do you have other businesses?"
"Of course not, what do you want to print?"
"The novel was written by myself."
Lin Jie took out a thick stack of manuscript paper and placed it on the table.
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After a while, Lin Jie walked out of it with a depressed expression. Damn it, what kind of black-hearted workshop prints books so expensively.
"Because I bought the book about drawing thunder talismans, I only had more than 200 spirit stones left. But this seal actually costs 2 spirit stones."
He originally planned to print a few thousand copies first, because he was quite confident in himself. No, it should be because I have confidence in the author of my previous life. After all, I often pushed for updates when I was chasing books in my previous life.
I spent 200 spirit stones to print 100 copies and will pick them up tomorrow. Walking on the street, Lin Jie remembered that he wanted to bring a colorful chicken to Lin Lanlan.
But this time I could only afford one. Fortunately, he also wanted this one. It actually tasted quite good. It was ok last time, but it lacked some spices. I’m not used to it, but of course the color chicken itself is very delicious. Lin Jie ate a whole chicken last time.
Lin Lanlan ate faster than him. After eating, she looked at herself with bright eyes. She thought that the other party was coveting her beauty, but following her gaze, she was staring at the food on her hand. Half a chicken.
Well, Brother Chicken, you are much more beautiful than me.
Lin Jie carried the chicken back to his small courtyard. It was still early, so I started practicing first.
It wasn't until sunset that he killed the chicken, bled it, plucked its feathers, and broke its belly. Then simply pickle it, then light a fire, tie it on a bamboo stick, and grill it. Not long after, the aroma spread, whetting your appetite.
Lin Jie stopped salivating and resisted the temptation of food.
When Lin Lanlan came to the door of the courtyard, she smelled the fragrance and knocked on the door excitedly.
Lin Jie went over and opened the door for her. Then he turned his hand and handed her the plate with the roasted chicken.
Lin Lanlan took it excitedly and ran into the yard. Lin Jie had no choice but to close the door.
"Hey, senior brother, don't you want to eat?"
"I have already eaten."
"Really? But senior brother, you really can't lie."
"Have it?"
Lin Jie was a little confused and didn't understand why she discovered it. He didn't show any strange expression just now.
"I lied to you, hehe, I had dinner at the elixir garden today, so I can't finish the roast chicken by myself, let's take half of it each."
She smiled slyly, like a villain who had succeeded in a conspiracy. There is a hint of innocence in the evil charm.
Lin Jie did not refuse, and the last roast chicken was shared equally between the two. Simply call it. "Two and a half minutes."
This night, Lin Jie neither drew talismans, refined elixirs, nor practiced cultivation, and chose to sleep.
As soon as it was dawn, he stretched. He changed into a moon-white gown. Tie your hair back and look at your handsome face in the mirror.
He was satisfied. I will sell books at a stall today. Dress up a little more handsomely to attract people to stop. By the way, if I want to attract people, I can also dress up Lin Lanlan and let her stand there to greet me with business. She has a good relationship with me now and won't refuse me even if I think about it.
But just thinking about it, his cultivation level was still too low to protect her.
If I dress up as a woman and use the sound of a clip, it should be very effective. Lin Jie had various thoughts along the way.
Arrived at the town. First, I went to the store to get the book I pre-ordered.
The book cover and pages are of good quality, and the words inside are my own handwriting, which is not ugly. Objectively speaking, after all, he was obsessed with calligraphy for a while, but later neglected it, but the foundation is still there.
After finding a shady place with a lot of people, he started to set up a stall. He didn't have many books anyway. There are only a hundred copies, which doesn’t take up much space.
