After arranging the books neatly, Lin Jie began to shout.
"Don't miss it if you pass by. It's a new work by Jie Lin, the master of story-telling novels. (The senior sister I've been in love with for three years turns out to like me). This book is available for pre-order for a limited time. It's limited to 100 copies. It only costs 10 spirit stones and 10 spirit stones. Stone, you can't buy a panacea, you can't buy a rare beast, you can't even buy a Goulan woman smiling at you, but you can buy Master Jie Lin's new work, you can't buy 10 spiritual stones, you can't suffer a loss, you can't be fooled, just buy for a good night’s sleep.”
This modern advertising slogan full of magic was what Lin Jie thought of on the way here. After all, it is impossible for a young man full of masculinity to play the role of a cute girl.
Fortunately, this advertisement has the power of modern brainwashing. Lin Jie shouted it several times, and many curious people stopped.
Finally, after Lin Jie shouted the demonic brainwashing advertisement again. A tall disciple with a short head and strong muscles walked out from the crowd.
Pointing to the books in front of Lin Jie's bookstall.
"Does the Jie Lin master you mentioned have any other famous works?"
"Of course, XX is sweet, the overbearing senior sister falls in love with me, my pure junior sister..."
Faced with his doubts, Lin Jie was full of confidence and reported more than a dozen book titles with a calm expression, as if he were giving out the names of dishes.
"I've never read any of the things you mentioned, and why do the titles sound so weird to me?"
Although the boy in front of him looked confident and talked freely, he didn't seem to be telling lies. However, he still had no impression of these book titles and the name of the author, so he still questioned and suspected that the other party was making false propaganda.
For such a person, for someone like him who likes novels, it is not allowed to appear.
"The fact that you haven't heard of it means your vision is too low. Anyone who really loves story novels has read Master Jie Lin's book."
Lin Jie waved his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and sounded proud.
"You're talking nonsense. I grew up reading story novels, and I read them every night. For decades, doesn't this count as love?"
The man retorted subconsciously.
"Well, since you said that, I'll make a bet with you."
"What?"
"You stand here holding the book on my stall and read it for five minutes. If you are still reluctant to put it down after five minutes, then you lose. You have to acknowledge Master Jie Lin's works."
"On the contrary, if you read it for five minutes, put it down without any nostalgia. Then you win, and I will destroy all the books on this stall."
"Do you dare to bet?"
Lin Jie looked confident, as if he would definitely lose if he gambled, but he would definitely win.
The spectators next to him were also very unhappy, and excited the man.
Damn it, bet him. I hate such a smug look the most.
Yes, just bet with him. I have never seen a novel that can make people hooked after reading it for five minutes.
…
Under the arousal of the audience's emotions, the man looked at Lin Jie and sneered.
"Okay, I'll bet you, and I tell you, I have read countless novels, and I can confidently tell you that there is no novel that can instantly fascinate me. So, you are bound to lose."
After saying that, as if he didn't want to give Lin Jie a chance to regret it, he picked up the novel from the stall and started reading.
His expression gradually changed from disdain, solemnity, surprise, to a smile.
Five minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and the spectators who stopped to see the short-inch man acting like this became curious.
"Okay, five minutes are up."
Lin Jie patted the table, and the short man closed the book as if he had woken up from a dream. His eyes were full of unfinished thoughts.
"Do you think you lost or won?"
Lin Jie asked. He was in a relaxed mood, with the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was confident of winning.
The strong man hesitated for a moment, clenched his fists, and finally sighed.
"I lost, Master Jie Lin is Master Zhen."
Lin Jie nodded, very satisfied with the other party's sincere attitude. Of course, it doesn't matter even if the other party shamelessly denies it, because in fact, six minutes of his reading time have passed, more than five minutes. Lin Jie deliberately said five minutes so as not to give the other party a chance to default on the bill.
The man bought the book and left with satisfaction.
People around were talking a lot, and some people stepped forward to buy out of curiosity. They were a little skeptical, but they still felt that it was a scam.
Lin Jie disapproved of those who thought he was dating the strong man. He only sold a hundred books anyway.
There were a lot of onlookers, and some people bought three or four copies, which were only 10 spiritual stones each. It's just a small amount of money if you are cheated. If the writing is really good, you can give it to your novel friends who share the same hobby.
So it didn't take long for the stall to be empty. Lin Jie earned 1,000 spirit stones, which was equivalent to one mid-grade spirit stone.
No wonder the Fu Lu shop changed its business to selling novels. It was indeed very profitable.
Lin Jie packed up his things and held his hands in front of the stall where there were still people stopping.
"All the 100 novels prepared this time have been sold. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers. Everyone, we will see you next time."
After saying that, the person moved out of the way.
After that, he went to the printing shop again, took out the original manuscript, and told the other party to bind it better this time. He ordered another 250 copies and spent 500 spiritual stones.
After telling himself to pick it up again in three days, he left here.
Then, with 500 spiritual stones in his arms, he went to Qingyue Pavilion and listened to music again. Eating fruits, drinking tea, and watching the performance of a rich and generous woman on the stage.
But without anyone to talk to, Lin Jie was a little bored. But when I looked around here today, I couldn't find Xu Linfan. It's also strange
At this time, a man who looked a little older and dressed as an official took the initiative to sit opposite Lin Jie.
"Young man, I think it's boring for you to eat melon and drink tea alone. If you don't mind, would you like to share the table with me?"
The other person's tone was sincere, his face was kind, and there was no malice. Lin Jie thought that he would save money if he could, so he nodded in agreement. After all, it costs 100 spirit stones to open a table, and if there are two people aa, it will be 50 spirit stones.
"My name is Wang Ling, and I am the police officer of the small town county court."
Seeing that Lin Jie agreed, the middle-aged man felt happy, so he took the initiative to introduce himself.
Hearing that the other party claimed to be the chief arrester of the county court, Lin Jie recalled that there was a dynasty in this immortal land. Those who could not cultivate immortals and wanted to escape from the ordinary could become Confucian scholars and serve as officials in the dynasty to gain literary power. Or hone your body, open up your Qi, and become a martial artist.
However, cultivators and secular people are ultimately separated. Although this small town has a county court, it basically has no jurisdiction over anything. The people in it can be said to be doing nothing. After all, monks live here. If something happens, no mortal can control it. It has to be handled by people from the Zongmen Law Enforcement Peak Organization.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Jie came back to his senses.
"Sorry, I was distracted just now. My name is Lin Jie, and I am a disciple of the Yunshan Sect."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man glanced at Lin Jie twice more, with a look of envy in his eyes. He also took the initiative to chat with me.
Lin Jie was quite familiar with this kind of speaking situation and was not afraid of the stage, so he started chatting with him. It didn't take long for them to become brothers, and it was too late to meet each other.
