Chapter 42 Make Money
After leaving this sentence, Bai Zhantang rushed out like a monkey, making people wait for an entire afternoon without returning.

Lu Xiucai waited all afternoon looking at the door anxiously, wondering if Lao Bai was afraid to run away.

But he didn't expect that when it was dark, Bai Zhantang finally came back, and just as his butt hit the stool, he asked someone to pour him a cup of tea.

"Today I went to 18lipu and various places, and I found that the culture of our place is really backward."

Bai Zhantang was talking to himself, and Lu Xiucai looked at Bai Zhantang with deep eyes, as if he didn't quite understand what the other party wanted to express.

"Hey, I'll take your manuscript to the teahouses on the test paper tomorrow. I'll hire some beggars for you. I'll make a lot of money, okay?"

"How can my book be shown to a beggar? And how can a beggar enter a teahouse?"

Seeing that this poor scholar was almost out of food, and seeing those details, Bai Zhantang was so angry that he stood up and pointed at Lu Xiucai's nose.

"You only write books for rich people to read, isn't that for everyone's entertainment?"

"Show those books to beggars. Beggars have a lot of contacts and pass them on word of mouth. Maybe in the future you will really be famous in teahouses and have people tell you stories. Even if you don't earn much, you can at least make a name for yourself!"

After hearing the impassioned aunt in the corner of Bai Zhantang, Lu Xiucai was woken up by scolding.

I really don't know how such a stubborn Lu Xiucai gave birth to those two sharp, smart and excellent daughters.

Bai Zhantang was speechless. After seeing the sudden realization in the scholar's eyes, he slowly sat down on the table again. At this time, Xing Yusen ran in, holding a knife in his hand. those people.

"What are you doing?"

When the people present saw Xing Yusen coming, they all changed the topic and didn't continue to talk in the past.

"You don't know, our yamen has sent money again recently, come and order me something good today."

"How much money can the yamen pay? You haven't handled a major case in months."

Thinking that when he was working in the yamen, he couldn't get much salary for a month, and finally became a cook, Li Dazui felt a little unbalanced in his heart.

Hearing what Sister Li said, Xing Yusen was not angry, but smiled, and then stared at Tong Xiangyu with a pair of excited eyes.

"Guess what happened today? Someone really sent money to the Yamen."

"what happened?"

"Today we caught a bookseller running around, cheating other people's manuscript fees everywhere. In my opinion, this bookseller is going to be in trouble."

Guo Furong, who was silently sweeping the floor, rushed over.

"Is there any characteristic of the bookseller you speak of?"

"What kind of characteristics can a middle-aged woman have? Speaking of her southern accent, it's quite interesting."

After hearing this, Guo Furong had some lies, and sat down on the chair silently, without speaking, and this expression made Xing Yusen's face gradually become serious, and he stared at her seriously.

"I see you like this, you don't know each other, do you?"

Upon hearing these words, Guo Furong shook her head quickly.

"I don't know, I don't know."

"It's fine if you don't know her. That person has always said that there is someone above him. Now the people in our yamen have been moved and sent many people to investigate her."

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Liu ran over, and after casually saying a few words in Xing Yusen's ear, Xing Yusen stood up, and the two of them quickly slipped away together.

"Did I remind you before? I told you to be more careful in everything, and be more careful. Fortunately, you didn't insist on persuading Xiucai to sign a contract with that person."

Bai Zhantang put his hands on his hips, and turned to Guo Furong with hatred, hoping that the other party would mature sooner.

If he really waited for her to grow up, Bai Zhantang really didn't have that patience.

Realizing that he was almost deceived, Lu Xiucai also showed a look of lingering fear, and a pair of helpless and admiring eyes were placed on Bai Zhantang.

"Old Bai, you are too far-sighted, right? That woman hid it too well before, and I didn't see any problems at all."

Looking at the starry eyes that appeared in Lu Xiucai's eyes, Bai Zhantang tidied up his clothes pretendingly, and looked towards the door.

"As long as you have some brains to think about it, you will know that this matter cannot be handled casually. I just kept an extra mind. In fact, people like you are ordinary people."

Hearing Bai Zhantang's embarrassment, everyone couldn't say anything, they just felt that what the other party said was very reasonable.

By the next day, in the early morning, Bai Zhantang had already taken Lu Xiucai's manuscript outside and distributed it in a big circle.

"Do you think this trick really works?"

After experiencing what happened last time, Guo Furong finally gained an understanding and did not dare to do certain things with certainty.

Bai Zhantang glanced at Guo Furong indifferently, and then at Tong Xiangyu who came down gracefully from upstairs.

"Thanks to the shopkeeper's help for this matter, we went out to take care of it, and we couldn't have it so smoothly."

"The shopkeeper also helped."

Lu Xiucai immediately looked at the shopkeeper gratefully, but the shopkeeper still shook his fan gently.

"It's a small thing for me to help you. In the future, as long as you are good and put your mind on studying and our shop, everything will be the best reward for me."

The shopkeeper went downstairs, put the fan on the table, and then turned to Bai Zhantang.

"I told people that we can only sponsor for one day at most."

"OK."

"Sponsor what? Sponsorship."

Lu Xiucai's curious eyes were immediately dragged away by Bai Zhantang.

"When the time comes, you'll have the money in your hands. Don't ask so many social matters. You should ask less."

"Oh……"

At noon, the little beggar at the door ran in and faced Bai Zhantang with joy.

"Master Bai, I have done everything you asked me to do for you, but we can't talk about this book tomorrow, so I'll give you the money."

"why?"

Lu Xiu landed on Xiaomi with a regretful expression.

"Young Master Bai asked me to take the money and throw it at others when they were telling stories. Sure enough, many people also threw it with me, but..."

"Some people smashed too much, and finally hit the storyteller, leaving a scar the size of a bowl on the head. I also paid a lot of money."

(End of this chapter)

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