"Qidian Bookstore"
This is the name of Wei Feng's half of the store. The plaque was handwritten and carved by himself. His hands are very dexterous, which he has practiced making clay figures for many years. His hand holding the bow is stable and has first-class control. Not to mention how beautiful the carved characters are, at least. Horizontally and vertically, it looks very regular.
The wooden board used for the plaque was bought in the town. Wei Feng couldn't tell what kind of wood it was, so he just thought the material was acceptable and took it. He bought some paint with it, and he painted the plaque with white characters on a red background. Be consistent with the starting point in his mind.
After hanging the plaque, Wei Feng was not in a hurry to open the business. Instead, he went to the carpenter shop and tailor shop in the town, handed over the things he needed and the sketches, paid the deposit and left first.
With some time left, he simply bought some ingredients and returned, because it was getting late and it was time to have dinner.
If you eat too much baked food along the way, you will inevitably feel a little tired. It would be nice to stir-fry a few side dishes to change the taste.
Due to the rush of time, he didn't have time to carefully study the spices sold in Feiniao Town, so the ingredients he bought did not require aniseed to suppress the taste.
A dish of tomato scrambled eggs that is delicious with only salt and can be eaten with rice, a dish of sour shredded potatoes, and a bowl of vegetable soup.
Wei Feng made the food according to the normal amount for three people, and did not refer to Liu Cun's food intake. After all, he also said that he did not need much food after passing the early stage of cultivation.
After the food was served, Wei Feng invited the owner of the restaurant to come over and have a meal with him, but there was no point in refusing him.
After Wei Feng invited the other party over, he didn't say hello in particular, and just ate by himself. From time to time, he put some vegetables into Cang Gou's small bowl. Master Yu tasted every dish and said, "It's acceptable." , took two more symbolic bites, and then returned to the room.
Early the next morning, Wei Feng went out.
First, we had some breakfast in the town, and then we went to the carpenter's shop and the tailor's shop to see the styles of the finished products made by each other, and made slight adjustments to some details. Then we spent almost a whole morning identifying each of them. Plant spices.
Fortunately, he had gained a lot. He found half of the spices he needed, and there were similar substitutes for the remaining half. This made Wei Feng very happy. After all, eating, drinking, and diarrhea were the first of the four major things in life.
That night, the aroma of tomato and beef brisket wafted from the backyard of Fuyuanzhai, and the owner of the restaurant returned to his room much later than the day before.
At noon on the third day, it was time for delivery.
Wei Feng went to the carpenter's shop to pick up his custom-made arc-shaped small table and chair with a human-shaped backrest, and then went to the tailor's shop to pick up the custom-made cushions, pillows and pillows.
Due to the tight construction period, only two sets of tables and chairs were completed, but all the matching cushions were taken back and temporarily piled in his side room in the backyard.
The size of his store is limited. In addition to the reserved bar space, it can only accommodate six sets of tables and chairs. Each set is a single table for one person. Currently, there are only two sets on the left and right.
Next to the bar is a bookshelf, which contains the things he took the time to code during this period.
When everything was ready, Wei Feng took out a wooden board with a bracket and wrote some words on it. It could be used as a sign and introduction, which could save a lot of saliva.
After writing, he placed the sign diagonally at the door. At this point, Qidian Bookstore was officially opened.
Wei Feng didn't go out to solicit customers, so he just lay on the bar and continued writing his book. He knew that customers would come to his door soon.
As he expected, he opened the door of his shop at noon. Just after noon, a young man dressed in a nondescript style walked in and murmured: "Qidian Bookstore? Is this a book seller?"
Just as he was about to ask, Wei Feng had already pointed at the sign at the door, and continued to code without raising his head, indicating that he should look at it.
The man frowned slightly and muttered: "What a rude boss..."
Although he complained, he did not turn around and leave. Instead, he looked at the sign carefully and read in a low voice: "This store does not sell books...you have to pay to read...you can choose your drinks...two taels of silver an hour." , two taels?!"
When he said the last word, his voice suddenly rose, as if he didn't understand. How could this small, newly opened store dare to charge such high prices?
He seemed a little angry and walked into the store and shouted: "Shopkeeper, what kind of book do you have? How dare you ask for so many of them? Do you know how long two taels of silver can be enough for ordinary people to live?"
Wei Feng raised his head and pointed at the signboard in confusion: "I wrote it above. They are all idle books and of no use. Anyone who is not short of money and has time can come and read it. It will relieve your boredom."
The man did not turn around to look at the sign. Of course he knew it was written on it, but he still seemed a little angry. However, he did not continue to conflict with Wei Feng. Instead, he took out two taels of silver from his arms and slapped it on the bar. He muttered: "I want to see what kind of idle book it is, how dare it be sold so expensively."
Wei Feng didn't care about his attitude and collected the money on his own. He also reminded: "I don't sell books here. You can read books for a limited time. The books are over there. You can choose what you want to read. It's best not to take a lot at one time." Ben, other customers will also want to see it if they come."
The man didn't pay much attention to Wei Feng's reminder and was already minding his own business choosing books.
The bookshelf is currently divided into three areas by Wei Feng. From top to bottom, they are fantasy, fantasy, and fairy tale. He has drawn annotations above the corresponding grids, which are:
The monsters trample, the dragon roars, the wizard curses, the bright light of magic shines on the beacon of knowledge - fantasy
The heart is surging, the fantasy is endless, the waves are beating in the wind, the young man is undefeated and passionate - fantasy
Cultivation to immortality to seek immortality, letting one's blood run freely, walking on lotus and dragging waves to wash away the bones of the sword, relying on the void to control the wind to shape the holy soul - Xian Xia
There is also an annotation in the most conspicuous place above the bookshelf: Just listen to it, this is what I hear.
This sentence is mainly to shirk the blame. After all, this is a world with practitioners. If someone really takes the content in the book seriously, he can just blame it as hearsay.
The young man glanced at the annotations, squatted down and selected two books among Xian Xia. He sat down in front of the small table and flipped through the pages quickly. After a while, he had already finished flipping through the two books. He didn't say anything, just minding his own business. I bought two more copies.
After going back and forth several times, Wei Feng had finished reading the ten volumes of "The Biography of Han Li's Cultivation of Immortality" placed by Wei Feng. He wanted to find a follow-up, but there was no follow-up.
He frowned and looked at Wei Feng: "Shopkeeper, where is the follow-up content of "Han Li's Cultivation of Immortality"? This story is obviously not over yet."
Wei Feng shrugged. How could he finish writing in such a long meeting? He could only apologize and said, "I haven't finished that yet. Why don't you read other books first?"
He immediately said displeased: "Why did you put it up before you finished writing?"
But seeing that Wei Feng was just apologizing and really couldn't tell the story behind it, he had to give up and turn to other books.
In an hour, he flipped through all the books on Wei Feng's bookshelf, and finally left cursing.
Wei Feng glanced at his back, said nothing, and continued to write his own book. After a while, he stood up and marked "Complete" after the titles of all the short books, and "Serial" after the titles of the long books. .
After a pause, he went to add a few lines of text on the sign at the door to explain that not all the books here have endings.
After thinking about it for a while, he added "Support paying to designate store owners to give priority to writing certain serials" before returning to the store and continuing to write his own story.
As for the performance just now, it's not that Wei Feng has a bad attitude towards customers, it's just that this person doesn't really care about Wei Feng's attitude, and Wei Feng doesn't really want to act with him.
(End of chapter)
