"I didn't expect that the girl was so talented that she could write such a wonderful storybook."
Ruan Tang was praised by him, and his face was full of pride.
She is a senior novel lover. When she came home from get off work, the only way to relax was to open the software for listening to novels, such as "The Marquis spoiled his concubine and destroyed his wife, I turned around and threw myself into the arms of the prince," and "Miss Mute, She is the Bai Yueguang of the Beijing Crown Prince,' 'The tyrant is kidnapped and brought to his bed, and she is spoiled like a fool,' etc. She knows all the tricks clearly.
Now if you combine them and write them out, it will be easy to do.
Moreover, most of the picture books of this era are tender or tragic.
What she is writing now is a collection of routines and nonsense. It is guaranteed that once you listen to it once, you will want to listen to it next time.
"Then Mr. Xu is willing to tell me the story I wrote?"
"Of course I am willing." Mr. Xu quickly replied.
He has been worrying about new notebooks recently. His notebooks have been turned over and over again, and there is not much new idea anymore.
Although there are still many people coming to listen every day, he knows that there are many fewer people than before.
If this continues, I'm afraid there will be fewer and fewer people.
And Ruan Tang's words are like a lifeline.
The shopkeeper on the side heard the conversation between the two and understood that Ruan Tang's words must be really good, otherwise he would not have caught Mr. Xu's picky eyes.
"I wonder if the girl can sell what she said. The price is negotiable." The shopkeeper said.
This is what Ruan Tang was waiting for.
"Of course it's for sale, but the price is..."
"The price is negotiable. We usually receive call books ranging from 10 taels to 500 taels, depending on the quality. For this girl, I can offer you at least 200 taels. Of course, if the response is good, I can increase it appropriately. The upper limit is one thousand taels, what do you think?"
Chunhan had sold some of her story books before, and the price was basically less than one hundred taels. The price offered by this shopkeeper was already very good.
But she had other livelihoods before and didn't need to rely on this to make money, so she just made some pocket money for Chunhan. She didn't care how much she sold.
Moreover, writing before was just a hobby, and I never wrote a book in a month. I usually only wrote half a book and one book every half a year.
But it's different now. Two hundred taels per book is a bit less for her.
"Shopkeeper, if not, I will give you this one for free. You can try it out first. If the response is good, I will complete the follow-up for free."
"If you still want me to write something later, you just need to pay me some hard work."
"Hard work fee?" The shopkeeper was a little confused. He provided the storybook for free and only needed a small hard work fee.
"I know that many of the customers at Tianxiang Restaurant, shopkeeper, come here to buy this book. Of course, your cuisine and service are also very good."
"My hard work fee is only 10% of your daily turnover."
She roughly calculated that the current daily turnover of Tianxiang Tower is no less than three thousand taels. Excluding the costs, losses, and employee wages, the daily net profit should range from eight hundred taels to one thousand taels.
The net profit of 10% is about tens to one hundred taels.
But she believes that as long as her words are published, she can definitely bring more customers to Tianxiang Tower, and then the profit will not stop at this point.
When the shopkeeper heard this, he looked at Ruan Tang with an appreciative smile on his lips.
No wonder he was able to stay by Prince Ning’s side. This calculation was so accurate!
But if it was her that Benzi could really bring more customers to his hotel, then he would also make money, and it wouldn't hurt to make a little for her.
What's more, she is Prince Ning's person. If you please her, it will only do more good than harm.
"Okay, it's settled. Miss Xu will tell Mr. Xu later on. Let's see how the response is?"
"Okay, if the response is good, I will write the follow-up when I go back tonight and bring it over tomorrow."
"It's good to dare to love, it's good to dare to love!"
The shopkeeper went out with a smile, and Mr. Xu also got up from his chair, but before going out, he asked Ruan Tang one more question.
"Girl, I wonder if you have a name for this storybook?"
Ruan Tang nodded, "When it comes naturally, it's called 'After the disabled general married his wife, he stood up'."
Mr. Xu was stunned for a moment when he heard this name, because the previous names were like 'Lixiangtang', 'Furong Pavilion', 'Peony Story' and so on. It was rare for them to be so straightforward.
But I have to say that the name and the content of the introduction fit quite well.
"Wonderful! This is a good name."
After Mr. Xu retreated, he returned downstairs.
He returned to the center of the stage amidst applause.
"Next, I will bring you a unique storybook called 'After the disabled general married his wife, he stood up'."
When everyone heard this name, they first looked at each other and whispered, and then they couldn't help but show expressions of curiosity and expectation.
And Mr. Xu also began to talk to the slow sound of the piano, "For the first time, I was forced to marry."
"Jiang Yuan is getting married today, to the prestigious General Ling, but she is crying while sitting in the sedan chair."
"It's all because the current General Ling is no longer the majestic general he used to be. Instead, he has a disabled leg and cannot take care of himself. He is now just a general with an empty title."
"Jiang Yuan's aunt died early, and the current aunt is unkind. She replaced the second daughter of the Jiang family who was supposed to marry General Ling with her..."
Ruan Tang sat on it, always observing the reaction of the audience below.
When she found that everyone was listening with great interest, her heart dropped by half.
Although she was very sure that the words she wrote would not be bad, she was still afraid that people here might not like them.
But now it seems that they like it.
Soon, Mr. Xu finished talking about the first three chapters of the manuscripts Ruan Tang gave him, but stopped talking about the remaining three chapters.
But the audience was still unfinished and urged Mr. Xu to continue speaking.
"If you want to hear the analysis next time, please come early tomorrow." Mr. Xu bowed politely to the audience and left the stage.
Some wealthy customers were shouting below, "I'll give you a silver reward, sir, let's continue."
One of the ladies slapped a large silver ingot worth a hundred taels on the dining table, "I'll pay you a hundred taels, Mr. Xu will continue."
Ruan Tang thought the shopkeeper would bow down for Doumi, but he didn't want the shopkeeper to walk in front of the customer.
He bowed slightly to her and said, "Mrs. Lin, according to the rules of our store, tonight's story ends here. Madam, please remember to come early tomorrow morning."
Although the lady was disappointed, she didn't bother with it in the end.
Ruan Tang couldn't help but laugh while watching from above.
Sure enough, these bloody Mary Sue plots are more attractive to women.
Seeing Ruan Tang smiling so happily, Chu Mu on the side couldn't help but ask: "You can't make much money writing this. It's not even one ten thousandth of what I gave you, so why do you have to work so hard?"
"You don't understand. This money can only be enjoyed by yourself. What's more, what you have belongs to you. How can I really spend it on you?"
Ruan Tang said, but his eyes were still downwards.
He didn't notice that the man next to him had his face darken.
