At the same time, Lin Quqi had already run to the training ground.
Looking at Qin Feng, who was lying in a simple pavilion, who was euphemistically called a supervisor, but was actually sleeping soundly, he suddenly became angry. He picked up a folding fan and knocked it on Qin Feng's shoulder, shouting: "I knew you were like this." If you are so undisciplined, I should not have agreed to board your pirate ship!"
Lin Quqi's legs were almost broken when he ran. He was obviously a scholar, but he had to do some dirty and tiring work. It was really unreasonable.
Where are the partners? They are simply worse than long-term workers.
Qin Feng turned over in a daze. Seeing that Lin Quqi was so angry, he hurriedly raised his hand and said, "I was dragged to the morning meeting by my father last night. I'm really sleepy. Over there at the family banquet, you can help me deal with it." one time."
Lin Quqi was so angry that his teeth were itching, but he had nothing to do with Qin Feng, so he had to sit next to him, pick up the teapot and take a few sips, and sighed helplessly:
"Almost all the dignitaries in Kyoto are here. Even the Ministry of Household Affairs has sent a symbolic representative. Most of them are here for you. It's better for you to hide here and relax. .”
Hiding for leisure? Qin Feng didn't like hearing this. He immediately sat up straight and pointed at the busy crowd in the distance. He said in a rare serious tone:
"Did you see it? This will be the headquarters of our Qin Group in the future! It covers arsenal, commerce, and culture."
Speaking of this, Qin Feng pointed to the planned open space not far away, with a longing expression on his face: "The bookstore will be built there by then."
After hearing Qin Feng's grand vision, Lin Quqi felt complicated. He didn't know whether to admire Qin Feng's courage or be wary of his ambition.
Although Lin Quqi was unwilling to pour cold water on Qin Feng, the practical problems could not be ignored. He immediately said in a deep voice: "It is easy to build a bookstore, but the problem is that selling books is difficult. If it is just the Four Books and Five Classics that can be seen everywhere, let alone the sales volume It is very small, and the profit is too low. If it is other books, they are mostly controlled by the Ministry of Rites, and they cannot be sold at will. In my opinion, this bookstore business is difficult..."
Not to mention that Lin Quqi was not optimistic about it. Even Liu Hongyan, the most business-savvy member of the Qin family, had no interest when she learned about the bookstore business planned by Qin Feng. She felt that it was purely a loss-making business.
Needless to say, just look at Shen Qingci's "Qingyage". It not only sells books, but also sells the four treasures of the study and calligraphy. The monthly profit is almost negligible.
"You are wrong, what I sell are not ordinary books..."
Qin Feng grinned, revealing a fox-like smile.
In addition to all kinds of video scientific and educational information, his mind is naturally filled with various novels to pass the boring time.
From the Four Great Classics, to Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio, Zi Buyu, etc., to all kinds of online novels.
Entertainment life is so scarce these days, why not enrich people's spiritual world while making money?
Qin Feng immediately summoned Qin Xiaofu, asked him to go back to his house, get the manuscript from his room, and then handed over the opening chapter of "an ancient romance novel" that had been shamelessly plagiarized and artistically processed to conform to Daliang's laws and national conditions. To Lin Quqi.
Not much, only three thousand words, which Qin Feng copied casually when his balls ached.
Looking at Qin Feng's crooked font, Lin Quqi couldn't help but curl his lips. However, when he saw the content of the manuscript, he fell in. After a full stick of incense, he took a long breath and looked at Qin Feng. His eyes changed again and again.
"This... was really written by you?"
of course not!
The author is a master who has topped the sales list for many years. With this novel, he has directly reached the top three positions in the Forbes author list.
But considering that in this era, there is no copyright protection, Qin Feng nodded without any psychological burden: "I didn't write it, how could it be written by you?"
Lin Quqi took a breath.
He had read many "novels" before, but the writing style and plot were extremely slow-moving. However, this novel, which is less than a thousand words long, caught people's attention, and the last two thousand words were even more fascinating!
Even before the plot has been laid, Lin Quqi is already impatient and wants to know the follow-up development.
Although the writing and vocabulary are a bit rough, the brilliance of the story more than makes up for it!
Lin Quqi regarded the manuscript as a treasure and protected it tightly in his arms. He had a feeling that once this book was put on the market, it would be a big seller!
It's just... this handwriting is so stinky! Even a little unsightly.
Lin Quqi's eyes became complicated again, and he sighed: "Brother Qin, you should practice your handwriting, but any Zhu Zi who has attended a private school for two years will not be able to write the ghostly strokes of yours."
Qin Feng thought to himself, I have done everything, what else do I need from you?
It is impossible to practice calligraphy, not even in this life!
Qin Feng smiled, his face not red, and his heart not beating: "I will give you the manuscript, and you just copy it again. With the blessing of the handwriting of Lin Dacai, it is difficult for this book to become popular."
Qin Feng has seen Lin Quqi's handwriting. He is indeed a well-known Confucian scholar in the south of the Yangtze River. Qin Feng will never be able to practice it in his lifetime.
When Qin Feng's plot and Lin Quqi's handwriting are combined, the book will be priced at a higher price!
Moreover, Lin Quqi's handwriting itself is a kind of anti-counterfeiting mark.
After learning Qin Feng's plan, Lin Quqi's eyes shone. As a Confucian scholar, the most important thing is naturally the word "name". If this book can be published, Lin Quqi's name will be spread all over the country.
Lin Quqi was ecstatic, his eyes full of surprise and gratitude.
Qin Feng lay back comfortably on the wicker chair and showed a wicked smile that showed success: "When the time comes, your name "Qu Qi" will have a place in the book. As for today's family banquet..."
Before Qin Feng finished speaking, Lin Quqi stood up excitedly, patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, I'll go down and deal with it for you!"
After saying that, Lin Quqi ran away with the manuscript in his arms. After running for two steps, he quickly turned around and shouted: "When can you finish writing the rest of the plot?"
Three years? Five years? who knows!
Internet novels often have millions of words. Even if some plots that are not in line with the national conditions of Daliang are deleted, there are still more than one million words.
Moreover, with Qin Feng's profiteer mentality, it is naturally impossible to sell the whole book. At that time, one book will be split into ten books and become a series of books... Tsk, tsk, tsk, it will be difficult not to make money.
Qin Feng waved to Lin Quqi: "It depends on whether I have time."
After hearing this, Lin Quqi immediately understood that if he wanted Qin Feng to finish the book as soon as possible, he had to help him deal with the trivial matters around him. Lin Quqi immediately stopped hesitating and strode away.
I finally sent Lin Quqi away and could have a peaceful sleep.
As a result, as soon as Qin Feng closed his eyes, someone grabbed his ears fiercely. Qin Feng was startled, thinking that Lao Qin or Xie Yun'er was coming. He sat up in a hurry, only to find that Liu Hongyan had appeared beside him at some point.
A false alarm.
Qin Feng breathed a sigh of relief, covered his ears, and said with a flattering face: "Second sister, why are you here?"
In order to prepare for today's family dinner, Liu Hongyan was very busy, but Qin Feng was lucky enough to be the shopkeeper here!
Liu Hongyan was so angry that she grabbed Qin Feng's ear with one hand and pinched Qin Feng's thigh with the other hand.
Qin Feng was so frightened that he rolled off the wicker chair and begged for mercy hysterically: "Second sister, please spare my life."
Liu Hongyan didn't care so much, she just pinched it off.
In an instant, the entire training ground echoed with Qin Feng's horrific screams.
It’s really not an act!
It hurts when a woman pinches someone, and when pinched on the inner thigh, it is comparable to the top ten tortures of the Qing Dynasty!
