West Lake.

Daxi was shaking the boat excitedly. He never expected that he was so lucky to take on a big job.

After looking at the chubby figure on the boat, Daxi quickly withdrew his eyes and paddled harder.

That was Prince Jing, who "stones squeezed out water, dead trees squeezed out oil". Not to mention anything else, he has earned almost two hundred taels of silver in the past two days.

This feeling was even better than the day he and his mother had a wedding night.

He was full of energy!

As the saying goes, money is a man’s courage.

At this time, he was brave enough to hear what kind of money the prince had had...

"Listen, prepare some poems for rain. If it rains, you must buy our poems for rain, a poem for rain, a poem for rain of 1,000 taels!"

The accountant frowned: "Is it too expensive?"

"It's expensive? Then it's 5,000 taels." Ye Dafu waved his hand proudly, "You'll remind me that crowdfunding is allowed in this poem to ask for rain!"

"If you pay the rain alone, then the additional scholar can make you thunder in spring and say 'Thank you for the spring rain that you sent me', and add some rainbow special effects after the rain."

"What I want is a scene! Have you remembered it?"

The accountant nodded while recording: "I've recorded it."

Ye Dafu nodded, looked into the distance again, frowned. Seeing this, the accountant immediately asked, "Criminal, is there any other problem?"

Ye Dafu shook his head and said, "I don't understand a little!"

"In the latest episode, there is a song called West Lake Rain and Wind."

"It's sung inside: Xiangya meets and breaks in the broken bridge, and it's raining in March. What kind of bridge is this broken bridge? Can it still be a bridge if it breaks?"

"Big... Lord Baishan didn't tell me either! I don't know how to build it!"

"I always feel like a waste of an opportunity to get rich."

When the accountant heard this, he fell into deep thought: "Yes, when the prince said this, I wonder why the bridge is called a broken bridge?"

Just when Ye Dafu and the accountant were worried, Daxi suddenly said, "Criminal, there is the disconnection between Su Di and Bai Di in front of it. The lake water is a bit urgent, so you can sit firmly."

Yes, Su Poxian and Lotte Layman both served as officials in Lin'an and each built a section of lake embankment, called Su Di and Bai Di, which was in a bent shape. The breaking point was at that point.

"Hmm? Where the disconnection?"

Ye Dafu's eyes lit up. He looked at the Hukou waterway in front of him. He suddenly felt a sudden thrill in his mind and he patted the accountant beside him: "I understand!"

The accountant was almost photographed in the lake, and quickly stopped and asked, "Criminal, what did you think of?"

"Broken bridge!" Ye Dafu walked to the bow of the boat and pointed to the waterway, "Build a bridge to connect Su Di and Bai Di."

"You think that when it snowed heavily that day, Su Di and Bai Di were covered with white snow, but the side of the arched stone bridge was not covered with snow. Didn't that complete snow line break from here?"

“Isn’t this the Broken Bridge?”

"This...this is called the Broken Bridge and Snow!"

The accountant was shocked and looked at the waterway. After a moment, he asked, "But Marquis, how can you make money on this bridge?"

Ye Dafu looked serious: "I just want to make money every day. Am I such a philandering person? Provide a beautiful scene for lovers all over the world. This is something that cannot be bought for no amount of money! Beautiful love is priceless!"

The accountant looked at Ye Dafu with a strange look, and Ye Dafu said again: "So, what's the point of collecting more money!"

"Give me instructions to provide a name engraving service on the wall of the broken bridge. The minimum price of a pair of names is 1,000 taels! The more you go to the center, the more expensive it is!"

"There are more bridge-protecting beasts like mandarin ducks and wild geese on the fence of the bridge. You can claim them, each one is 1,000 taels a year!"

"The bridge body can release the literary style, provide text and picture publicity, and charge it by the time."

"After the construction of the Broken Bridge, we will undertake the proposal, receive gifts, and take on the recruitment services. We will book a 10,000 taels of room, and will be auctioned directly on a good day!"

The accountant said while recording, "Mr. Marquis, is it a bit more odor?"

Ye Dafu frowned when he heard this, then nodded: "What he said makes sense, you can't just talk about money."

"Let's do this. Any couple who are married within three months of marriage can come to West Lake and receive a free 'Correspondence Umbrella' with the marriage documents!"

The accountant said in surprise: "Criminal, this gift is so heavy!"

Ye Dafu said heartbrokenly: "Oh, you always have some friendship when doing business. By the way, the day when the Broken Bridge is built is named that day as West Lake Valentine's Day!"

"This is a festival for lovers in the world!"

Ye Dafu sighed: "I am destined to meet you thousands of miles away, and the prices will increase tenfold that day!"

"Remember it, remember it!" The accountant nodded repeatedly.

"I'm so dark..." Daxi couldn't help but be frightened when he heard Ye Dafu's plan. At this moment, Ye Dafu's cry came from his ears - "Boatman!"

"Ahhhhh!" Daxi responded quickly, "What are the prince's instructions?"

"You mentioned my plan to break the bridge, and you have made great contributions! After you get ashore, go and get a reward. How about giving you six hundred taels?"

He was overjoyed and immediately showed joy on his face: "Thank you for the reward of the prince."

At this moment, he sighed in his heart: "The prince is really kind..."

...

Just when Ye Dafu was still planning a plan to make money in West Lake, the second chapter of "The Legend of White Snake" had spread throughout the Southern Wilderness.

Blood-swallowing Forest, Wolf Castle.

"Well, so much this time?"

Beijia looked at the manuscript from Fang Cunshan, and his face was unexpected and he put down his pen.

Bega picked up the manuscript and browsed it page by page.

"Well, we're married... This is the same as I thought." As he said that, Bega wrote a note on the blank paper beside him.

"Assed as a military force? Flying in Suzhou..." Beijia frowned, "I thought that Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen would develop their relationship first in a strange environment, so that they could temporarily briefly explain the story entanglement brought by Xu Xian's growth environment, but it actually used this method... It seems that Bai Mo likes to use human rules to guide the story direction." Beijia once again recorded this judgment on the paper next to him.

"Centipede Demon King Dao Spirit? Three Spirit Talismans..." When Beijia saw this plot, his expression changed, "What does Bai Mo want to do? This involves Taoist sect!"

"There was Bai Wei's advice in the first chapter before, which means that this is the story of the demon clan. I'm wondering why the demon clan has a great saint, but he is at a disadvantage in the story."

"It seems that Bai Mo still retains the existence of the Taoist sect as the restraining power of the demon clan in the story. Does Bai Mo think that in this world, the Taoist sect is the biggest threat to the demon clan?"

"However, so far there are no traces of Confucianism and Buddhism." Beijia thought for a while, but couldn't guess how Chen Luo would carry out, so he continued to look down.

"Dragon Boat Festival, realgar wine... It seems that the relationship between Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen is going to extremes here." Bei Jia raised his eyebrows, "In Bai Mo's style, Xu Xian should not care about Bai Suzhen's identity, but continue... Hum? Dead?"

Beijia was stunned for a moment. You know, this expression had almost never happened to her.

"Is it really dead?" Beijia quickly turned back, but his whole body froze!

The eye-catching black font comes into view like an eulogy.

Under Chen Luo's guidance, the copyist specially expanded the font size, and it also added black and bold-

"If you want to know what happens next, let's see what the next breaks down!"

"Bai! Mo!" The brush in his hand was directly cut off by Bei Jia, "It's a bastard... the shame of the demon clan!

"Why is it over here!"

Beijia's breath fluctuated and attracted the attention of Lang Mie, who was far away, and a bloody voice came into Beijia's ears: "Jia, why are you angry? Who has provoked you?"

"Do you want to take action for your husband?"

When Beijia heard the voice transmission, he calmed down and replied: "Nothing happened."

She glanced at the manuscript, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then said, "Just a naughty little guy!"

...

At the same time, the entire country, Yuyuan, seemed to be in a huge depression.

"Sir, it's gone? Why are it gone?" In the school, the little snake monsters who had not yet grown up stuck out their tongues and looked at the helpless Confucian master, all of them jumped up.

"Speak down, is Xu Xian really dead? Woo Wu Wu Wu Wu... I don't want Xu Xian to die!"

"Yes, if this happens, will the human race be even more afraid of our snake race? I don't want it. What if the Wu family Dalang is afraid of me and will not marry me in the future?"

"Sir, keep talking... I beg you, I will be good at class in the future!"

"I am the same as me. I will write two more hours today. Sir, please finish the story."

The Confucian scholar's face was flushed, looking at the faces of the little demons, endured a huge guilt and said, "Children, children, I'm sorry... there is really nothing below..."

"We have to wait until Lord Baishan continues to write down before we can know the story that follows!"

As he said this, the Confucian scholar clenched his fists.

Unexpectedly, he had come to the demon clan to teach, but was still surrounded by things like "out of context".

What about your hearts who write articles in the world!

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious. I will write a letter to Fang Cunshan now and urge the Lord of Baishan to write the next chapter as soon as possible." The Confucian scholar comforted him.

After saying this, all the little snake demons calmed down. A little snake girl who dressed herself as Bai Suzhen in white clothes asked timidly: "Teacher, is it useful?"

"It's useful!" The Confucian scholar looked at the little snake girl and picked her up. "The teacher not only wrote a letter to him, but also put a blade in the letter!"

"As soon as he is afraid, he will write it for us!"

"You know the Wuhou Chen Luo of the human race! You are most afraid of this move. Bai Mo must be like this too!"
To be continued...