"please."

"As far as I know, you are confused and depraved, and you are still a little lord. But now when you see you, you don't feel like you are like the rumors in the market?"

Although the Baron is the lowest among the great aristocratic class, the Lan Mansion has a "hereditary" status.

Those who have hereditary titles have only a hundred big jobs, and those who only have a noble title have only a thousand.

Like the Sun family, although they are quite powerful in the entire cavalry, they only become viscounts in the end - naturally they are not ‘hereditary’.

It is enough to see how "precious" the title, especially the hereditary title, is.

Now that Sun Miaomiao mentioned Lan Chen’s identity as “Sir”, he was also puzzled by this.

Lan Chen hesitated for a while.

Although the actions of his predecessors are indeed not human, he felt something strange in this.

It’s just that I’m not concerned about the weirdness now, but that’s the only thing I need to focus on.

"My creed is," Lan Chen planned to fool him casually. He couldn't say that he had traveled through time, "Life is short, and you can enjoy it in time. This is a thing of hereditary title, if you don't bring it to life or death, what can you do if you care about it?"

"Ha, you're really a person with temperament. You're so confident?"

"Of course, it's not just this Journey to the West, but there are all kinds of interesting stories in my belly, it depends on the sincerity of Tingyu Pavilion."

"Finish! Then I wish us a happy cooperation. This is ten taels."

After saying that, Sun Miaomiao took out a silver ingot from his pocket and handed it to Lan Chen, "You can write a first edition in the past two days. We will print it here. If it is convenient, we will start to talk about books tomorrow. The library will check the sales of the call book every week. Then I will ask someone to take the share and account book."

"Then..." Lan Chen took the silver note and inadvertently touched his hands, which made him stunned.

But after having an experience, he did not show any surprise and said lightly, "Thank you Miss Sun first. We can start preparing today, so I will give it to me at all. I wonder if I can give it some extra? Just use it as an advertisement... and as a fund."

Sun Miaomiao was puzzled, “Do you still need to do this?”

In the past, when selling the book, it was just placed directly in the library. At most, the storyteller would just ask the storyteller to choose some new book clips to talk about.

Why is it so troublesome to get to Lan Chen?

He said so, but Sun Miaomiao still took out five taels of silver readily.

"Of course, the more you sell this book, the more you will get. I will pay more attention to it."

After taking five taels of silver again, Lan Chen found that there was no change in his body.

The only thing that can be done is to "sacrifice" the fifteen taels of silver on hand and directly improve the realm.

"It's a labor."

"Well, then I won't disturb your atmosphere. See you tomorrow. Free delivery." After a slight bow, Lan Chen pushed the door and left.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he walked out of the Accord.

At least everything has developed as he imagined.

If you sell a whole storybook, a hundred taels will be capped. This is actually just a "small profit for a fly".

What is important is the subsequent sharing of money, which is the continuous flow of money.

Of course, for Lan Chen, what is more important is actually "signature".

He had thought of his pen name - the down-and-out little lord of Xuzhou.

As long as your reputation becomes popular, why worry about not being able to sell your sentence in the future?

Like the four great classics, the ancient version of the Dragon King, and the old-fashioned son-in-law, they are all arranged.

Originally, Lan Chen was powerless in this idea and could only take one step at a time. After all, how could he remember the content of so many novels?

but......

Just now, he copied the new magical power.

It is called ‘Memory Extraction’.

[The strange and capable man, the eldest daughter of the Sun family in Xuzhou, Sun Miaomiao.]

【Extraordinary energy is for memory extraction.】

[Copying is in the power of copying...copy successfully!]

He had already figured out the use of this copy - that is, when a strange person handed himself the valuables and touched them, he could copy the strange energy.

It's really...it's so troublesome.

He muttered softly, "The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow... memories!"

Break time.

He felt as if his heart was like a mirror, and many of the impressions in his mind became three-dimensional.

Finally, he found what he wanted from "modern memory" - a complete set of Journey to the West 120 chapters!

"God helps me too. This amazing ability of Sun Miaomiao is really useful. By writing a book of Journey to the West, you can continue to think of a famous book."

"It's better to go back to the mansion quickly and write down those 120 chapters!"

After leaving the library, Lan Chen met Zhu Laosan after walking a few steps.

"Zhu Laosan, why are you here?"

"Young Master, you're out."

"Yes, come out...wait? Are you following me?"

"I didn't hear you were coming to Huajie, worried, worried that you were going to the gambling house..." Zhu Laosan said, lowering his head.

Lan Chen was a little amused, but he said patiently, "That's all in the past. I won't bet anymore, and I will revive the Lan Mansion."

"Young Master..." Zhu Laosan raised his head, his eyes turned red, and he swallowed slightly, "I should scold you! I even suspected that the young master is coming."

"It's okay, I'll come to the library to tell stories these days."

"Storytelling? Master! It's not appropriate, it's not appropriate! You have a noble status, so how can you show off in the library!"

"Great? Just a little baron, and it's not too shabby to make money. The family can't even get rid of the blame, so how can we care so much?"

After saying that, Lan Chen also took out the ten taels of silver in his pocket, "Take it, go, buy some delicious food, and reward you and Xiao Zhou tonight."

"Young Master..."

"Hey, there's no need to say anything, or you'll take out a thousand taels. Otherwise, you'll get it for me soon."

"Okay! I know the young master."

Looking at Zhu Laosan's departure, Lan Chen showed a warm smile - it felt really good that someone was waiting to go back at home.

Then he walked towards the city.

Destination - newspaper office.

Thanks to the use of "strange energy", the printing technology in this world can be said to be very advanced, and can basically do the same thing, print today and send it the next day.

After spending two taels of silver, he successfully grabbed the next day's "front page".

After returning to the mansion and filling his stomach, Lan Chen locked himself in the room and wrote with great enthusiasm.

Using the extraordinary ability of "memory extraction", he wrote down Journey to the West for a total of 120 chapters.

After a closer look, it was exactly the same, not bad at all.

And this writing is just a night.

When I wake up, it's already the sun is sinking.

After a hurry to prepare, Lan Chen went out again and arrived at the Tingyu Pavilion.

Today’s Tingyu Pavilion is extremely lively, I’m afraid it’s never been so hot.

Sun Miaomiao was in a panic at the gate to greet the audience coming and going.

After seeing Lan Chen, he immediately leaned forward and greeted, "Lan Chen, what a good method."

"It's just a win-win." Lan Chen waved his hand and said, "How is this silver cost worth it?"

"It's worth it. I also read today's court newspaper and found out that the down-and-out little lord sold his body to listen to the storyteller of the rain Pavilion, tsk."


Chapter completed!