Xue Mu went home.
Not so much a near miss.
Might as well just do a set of radio gymnastics.
He also didn't expect that several people who were not even qualified to open the pulse would dare to touch his idea of condensing pulse powder.
After returning home, Xue Mu saw that the two women had not returned yet, so he returned to his room.
Close the door.
Meditate cross-legged.
He took out the Ningmai Powder.
Uncork the bottle.
The smell of the elixir fills the air, exuding a refreshing fragrance that makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Just as a precaution, Xue Mu poured half of the elixir and gently put it into his mouth.
The medicine melted in his mouth, and he felt a heat flow from his throat into his body, spreading throughout his body at once.
The whole body is burning.
An invisible force began to flow within his body, as hot as fire, and continued to radiate out to all sides.
Until the aura on his body reached its limit.
Suddenly, Xue Mu clenched his fist and punched the air.
The power generated by that fist even shook the vase placed next to it.
Xue Mu knew that this pulse condensation powder was useful.
Great use!
Although he is still at the third level of pulse condensation.
But it is already the third stage of pulse condensation.
It is very possible that you can break through without the bonus of experience points.
Just when he was happy, there was some noise outside the door.
Xue Mu knew that they were back.
So he walked out.
When Xu Ruyan saw Xue Mu, she was a little surprised: "Hey? Master, are you back so early?"
"Hmm, how are the sales today?" Xue Mu asked.
Leng Mei bent down and picked up the tofu tool.
At this time, Xue Mu noticed that the round lumps in the thermal image were moving up and down under the influence of gravity, and they were very bright.
He was actually curious too.
That is, if these two round lumps on a woman's body are heavy, are they as tiring as heavy objects?
It's a pity that he is not a woman and cannot sense it.
Maybe in the future, he can try the weight with both hands.
Leng Mei immediately explained: "The sales were good today, they are all sold out."
"That's good." Xue Mu said cheerfully, "Let's cook two more dishes today."
"What's wrong? Master, have you been promoted?" Xu Ruyan asked curiously.
Xue Mu asked back: "What? I have to be promoted to be able to cook two more dishes? Can't I usually cook two more dishes?"
"Of course, you can do it if you want. I'll make it for you today!" Xu Ruyan said and walked to the kitchen to prepare for cooking.
Xue Mu found that Leng Mei had been silent and was a little confused.
Leng Mei pointed at the knife in the corner and asked, "What's going on with this knife?"
"This knife was given to me by an old gentleman." Xue Mu answered.
Of course, he didn't talk about throwing pot today.
He heard something wrong with Leng Mei's tone and asked, "What's wrong?"
"This knife..." Leng Mei came to the front of the knife, "It seems to be called... Yun Kuodao?"
"It's called Yun Kuodao, sister Leng, how do you know?"
"I seem to have seen it in a book before." Leng Mei saw the rust on the knife and said, "This knife is too dull now. I will help you polish it someday. This is a good knife. "
"Okay, thank you very much, Sister Leng." Xue Mu thanked her.
In the evening, Xue Mu came to Xu Ruyan's room as he did last night and continued to tell the story of "The Romance of the West Chamber".
During this process, when Xu Ruyan heard that Mrs. Cui stopped the scholar and Yingying again, she was even more angry and gritted her teeth.
There were tears in her eyes, as if she was complaining about the unfairness of her fate.
But fortunately, the ending of the story on the second night.
The scholar ended up with Yingying.
Only then did Xu Ruyan wipe the tears from her eyes.
A happy smile appeared on his face.
Lovers get married.
This is what everyone expects.
Xu Ruyan took two pages of content and handed it to Xue Mu and said: "Sir, it's done."
"Well, that's great." Xue Mu continued: "I went to find a few publishers today, and one or two of them are pretty good. I'll go talk to them tomorrow."
"Okay!" Xu Ruyan blurted out: "Young Master's story will definitely be loved by many wealthy people. I will definitely tell this book to my friends when the time comes."
After saying that, she realized something again.
There seemed to be some disappointment in his eyes.
She explained in disappointment: "But... since my father's accident, their parents have not allowed me to associate with them."
Xue Mu could tell that Xu Ruyan was a little sad.
He comforted: "It's okay, Sister Leng and I are both your friends."
After Xu Ruyan heard this, she forced a smile and said, "Well! Sister Leng takes care of me like a younger sister. Young Master... you also... treat me like a younger sister."
Xue Mu then smiled and said: "Don't worry, we are all friends. If you want to chat, you can come to us at any time."
"good......"
Seeing that it was getting late, he asked Xu Ruyan to rest early.
Xu Ruyan asked: "Sir, will you come to tell stories tomorrow?"
"Yeah, I talk about it every night."
"Okay." Xu Ruyan then showed a happy smile: "Then the young master should rest early."
Early the next morning.
Xue Mu got up early.
Like yesterday.
He came to the publishing house.
Found the boss.
"The shopkeeper's."
The middle-aged man immediately raised his head.
When he saw the man in black wearing a hat, he suddenly remembered.
He then asked: "Are you the servant of the rich man yesterday?"
"Yeah." Xue Mu nodded without explaining.
It would be appropriate to keep a low profile if he was regarded as a wealthy servant.
Xue Mu took out a manuscript from his arms, handed it to the boss and said, "Do you think this manuscript can be turned into a script?"
The boss didn't expect that he actually brought a story novel, so he quickly took it and read it.
When he took the first look, he nodded and praised: "Well! This is a good beginning! The Prime Minister's daughter! Oh, some of the novels these days are about generals and princesses, and I'm tired of reading them."
Xue Mu didn't speak, just waited.
In the process, he heard the boss's surprise and confusion.
The boss was surprised at first and said: "This...is this story really written by your young lady?"
"It's guaranteed to be replaced if it's fake." Xue Mu replied.
"May I ask which girl it is from?" the boss asked curiously.
Xue Mu did not speak.
The boss immediately slapped his mouth and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't ask, I shouldn't ask."
He then wondered: "But why does this story have no ending? I think this story is only half told!"
"It's true that I only told half of it." Xue Mu explained: "There is another half, but my lady won't let me take it."
"Why?"
"Because she is not sure whether anyone will like this story, so if the boss wants to print it, she will print the first half of the story first and see how everyone responds."
After listening to Xue Mu's words, the boss agreed: "Yes, it is indeed true."
Perhaps because he thought the story was good, he said generously: "Well, I bought this story, and I'll give you...five taels of silver?"
After hearing this, Xue Mu was indifferent.
"Twelve?"
Seeing that he still didn't respond, the boss frowned: "You wouldn't raise the price privately and then keep it for yourself, right?"
Xue Mu said calmly: "I don't want this story to be a one-time deal. My lady hopes that the profit from this publication will be 40-60 cents."
"I am six and you are four?!" The boss was even more speechless: "How is this possible? Brother, we also want to do business!"
"Boss, I think you misunderstood."
Xue Mu pointed at himself and said, "It's me six."
"You four."
