After a while, Lu Fang took the invitation and banknotes and walked out of the dining room proudly.

The handwriting on the invitation is beautiful, and as expected it was written by Wang Yeyan herself. I have to say, this girl's handwriting is really beautiful.

Lu Fang's pen calligraphy is like spring earthworms and autumn snakes, and his calligraphy is like ghostly peach symbols. This is why he had to find the scholar Ou Hongsheng to ghostwrite his previous poems.

The banquet was held in the late afternoon, and Lu Fang returned to the courtyard. However, he had no intention of staying at home.

When he first came to this world, he really didn't have the patience to stay in his room all the time and practice the Kantide Sutra.

When Ning'er and Fu'er came back, he walked directly to the two girls and said, "Do you want to go out with the young master again?"

Fu'er's eyes shone, "Master, are you going to compete in poetry again?"

The young master stole the show yesterday.

Lu Fang shook his head and said with a smile: "What's the point of always putting up poems and contests? Today I want to do something new and let the entire Ningyuan County know about my talent."

Fu'er blinked, "Then what are you planning to do, young master?"

Lu Fang said slightly proudly: "Publish a collection of poems."

Seeing that the two girls were a little moved, he directly exchanged some snacks and stuffed them into their hands, waved and said: "Let's go!"

Fu'er held the snacks and smiled happily.

Being able to satisfy her oral desires, not to mention leaving the government office, even if Lu Fang had to take her to climb a mountain in the bright sun, I guess this girl would not frown.

Ning'er looked much quieter and she only said shyly, "Thank you, young master."

After leaving the government office directly, Lu Fang took the two girls to a bookstore in Ningyuan County, which was also the only bookstore.

There is really a lack of entertainment items these days, so poetry collections, novels, essays, etc. are very popular. Even novels have developed to a considerable extent.

There are romance stories, ghost stories, and all kinds of things on the market. It’s just that the unlucky guy has never had the time to look at this before.

Sanwei Study.

This is the name of the bookstore.

The bookstore is not big, and there are more than a dozen bookshelves inside. There are a wide variety of books on the bookshelves, but the books on the outside are not the teachings of saints, but the most popular novels at the moment.

Lu Fang's sharp eyes saw a novel called "Burial of Flowers", signed by Wang Yeyan.

It's just that he has no interest in Wang Yeyan's novels. Just hearing the name, it probably sounds like Daiyu Buries Flowers.

He took Fu'er and Ning'er directly into Sanwei Study, "Where is the shopkeeper?"

In fact, the shopkeeper was standing at the counter, with his head buried in a certain book. He raised his head when he heard the voice, and saw that it was Lu Fang, and his face was suddenly filled with smiles.

Lu Fang had never done any business with him, but he knew this famous yamen in Ningyuan County.

"Master Lu!"

The shopkeeper, who was about fifty years old and had a goatee, stood up and asked, "Do you want to buy a book?"

"no."

Lu Fang said contemptuously: "What good books can you find here? I am here to publish a collection of poems."

The shopkeeper was probably a scholar in the past, and he still had some personality. Although he did not dare to look coldly at Lu Fang, he still forced a smile and said: "Young Master Lu, what you said is wrong. This old man is sometimes the most outstanding person in Jingnan County and the surrounding counties."

The novel is popular among millions of people. Mr. Lu, if you read it, you will definitely be fascinated by it."

Followed by millions of people...

Lu Fang's eyes lit up and he asked, "Does writing novels make money?"

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned. He didn't know why the yamen suddenly asked this, but he still replied: "Of course you make money. The more famous you are, the more money you make. I heard that the most popular Xiaoyaosheng in our Chongqing Dynasty now,

Before the book is published, countless booksellers are vying to get it. The retouching fee alone is denominated in gold, and he will also be given dividends from the books sold!"

Then he flattered Lu Fang and said, "Master Lu, if you really plan to publish a collection of poems, you will definitely make a lot of money. Your reputation for talent is now known throughout our Ningyuan County."

Apparently he also heard about Lu Fang's poetry writing or poetry competition.

Lu Fang nodded and said: "That's natural. But, how much retouching fee can you give me?"

He originally thought that he would spend money to publish a collection of poems, but now it seems that he may not need to spend money and still make money.

The shopkeeper had a sad face, but he didn't expect that he would be brought in with a casual flattery.

He thought about it for a long time and said: "This shop is run on a small scale, so I'm afraid it won't be able to give you as high a retouching fee as those big bookstores. Why don't you go and ask elsewhere?"

He really didn't dare to take Lu Fang's business, fearing that Lu Fang would eat him whole, including the skin and meat.

Lu Fang glared, "In Ningyuan County, are there any other bookstores besides yours?"

The shopkeeper's goatee twitched a few times and said, "Then you might as well go to Tanzhou City to have a look?"

Lu Fang shook his head: "I want to publish a book with you, please just tell me how much retouching fee you can give me."

If he went to Tanzhou to publish a collection of poems, he would definitely be able to earn more silver, but Lu Fang found it troublesome. Moreover, his current reputation was definitely not as famous as going to Tanzhou, so it would be meaningless to earn more money.

What he needs more is worship value.

I didn't even think about killing the shop owner.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to make Lu Fang angry, and his face was full of confusion, "How many poems do you plan to publish in your collection of poems?"

Lu Fang said: "Just publish fifty chapters casually!"

The shopkeeper swallowed his saliva and said, "Are they all good sentences?"

Lu Fang was a little annoyed and said: "My words are naturally good when I take action. Do you still write those messy things to ruin your reputation?"

The shopkeeper started making calculations in his mind.

Although the reputation of the young man in front of me is now limited to Ningyuan County, his poems are indeed extraordinary. If done properly, it may not be a profitable business.

After a while, he said to Lu Fang again: "In my humble opinion, and given your talent and reputation, the price of a collection of poems of this length should be around five cents."

He let go of his right hand and looked at Lu Fang carefully, "I will pay you ten taels for polishing the pen, and I will give you a penny for each book. What do you think, sir?"

In fact, the price he gave is quite good.

Even if the profit of each book is calculated as three cents, deducting the one cent dividend given to Lu Fang, he would have to sell 500 poetry collections to break even.

Although Lu Fang's poems are amazing, they have not spread to other places. In all likelihood, they will be a loss-making business.

The shopkeeper was mentally prepared to pay some money to go in, but he was still worried that Lu Fang would not agree.

To his surprise, Lu Fang nodded directly, "Sure, let's do it."

He doesn't care about the money.

The shopkeeper felt as if he was surviving a catastrophe, and he was so excited that he said, "Sir, when will you bring the first draft over, I will arrange for someone to print it for you."

Lu Fang waved his hand, "No, just bring out the pen and ink, and I will read it to you right now."

The shopkeeper was slightly stunned and quickly took out his pen and ink.

Lu Fang added: "I read it, you write it."

Then fifty poems were read out in succession, all kinds of poems.

The shopkeeper's writing was so fast that he didn't even have time to look up.
Chapter completed!