In a few days, the tide was surging.

Yishiju is a restaurant ranked among the most popular in Kyoto, Nanqing.

Every noon, there are always some wealthy officials, talented men and beautiful women who come to this restaurant to drink and have fun.

However, the third floor is relatively quiet, and those who can eat here all have certain identities.

At this time, Fan Xian went upstairs with a red book, his face quite strange.

Teng Zijing took a look and said lightly: "This book is the most popular one now."

This book is the book "The Red Mansion" written by Fan Xian, who was spent in his younger sister Fan Ruoruo. One day, Princess Roujia from Prince Jing's mansion came to Fan's mansion as a guest and happened to see this book.

Later, it was spread to ten, and ten to hundreds, and it began to spread among the royal residences, and then it spread to the market.

Fan Ruoruo blamed himself: "Brother, it's all my fault."

Fan Xian didn't care: "It's okay, the book is written for people to read. No one knows it was written by me, right?"

"Brother, you regard fame and fortune as a cloud. It's a big mistake for me to accidentally spread the book. I didn't dare to reveal that the book was written by you." Fan Ruoru blamed himself, but his eyes looked at Fan Xian very much.

Fan Xian smiled awkwardly, but did not deny it, and then said, "I didn't expect this book to be so popular that it actually made the pirated merchant drink the soup. It's a pity that the white silver."

While the brother and sister were talking, the waiter started serving the dishes.

Fan Sizhe, who was originally listless, suddenly looked at Fan Xian with his eyes: "Fan Xian, did you really write this book?"

The originally despised and disdainful eyes have turned into a little admiration.

Looking at the appearance of the legitimate son of the Fan family, Fan Xian did not answer directly, and smiled strangely: "Have you read this book too?"

Fan Sizhe shook his head: "I have read some, but I don't have any energy, but the gentleman likes it very much. He said that the author's poems are strange and his chest and abdomen are blocked."

Speaking of this, a greedy light ejaculated in Fan Sizhe's eyes: "Do you only know the follow-up story of this book?"

"What's wrong?" Fan Xian asked.

Fan Sizhe looked eager: "Fan Xian, we can make up this business of selling books."

"Fan Sizhe, don't mess around." Fan Ruoruo warned.

On weekdays, Fan Sizhe was most afraid of his sister Fan Ruoru, but he was not obedient at this time and said a little fanatical: "I didn't mess around. I could see clearly just now that there were many people buying this book, and I could buy eight taels of silver in one volume!"

"Seeing the average quality of this book, the printing and plate making is only less than three cents and two cents. It is not considered manual labor. For every time a book is sold, we can earn a net profit of seven, six cents and eight cents."

"Just this moment, I sold seven or eight copies. If I spread the manpower, I could at least hundreds of copies a day."

"We can earn 768 taels of 100 books, control the time, and publish a volume in fifteen days, that's 11,520 taels..."

When it comes to money, Fan Sizhe's mind runs fast, and he seems to have a natural love for money.

At this moment, Guo Baokun appeared with his people.

He had already found out that Fan Xian came to Yishiju today, but this time he came not to ban books.

Instead, it's about selling books.

That’s right, it’s just selling books, or selling the full version of "The Red Mansion" in the hardcover.

This time, Guo Baokun came prepared and pulled a few trucks of books, and set up a stall below Yishiju to sell it, with his subordinates shouting.

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The full version of the Red Mansion with a high-decoration is available for sale in one hundred taels!"

"Don't miss it when you pass by. The full version of the Red Mansion with a high-decoration is available for sale in one hundred taels!"

...

With the shouts of the servants, a group of people soon gathered at the stall money.

"Is it really a full book?"

"The Red Mansion has not been updated for a long time. If I hadn't known where the author was, I would have wanted to bring my knife to express my condolences."

"One hundred taels seem to be a bit expensive!"

"What's more expensive? You'll have to buy one volume for eight taels of silver. This is a full version of the hardcover version. The whole volume is 120 volumes, and it's just 100 taels. It's just a bargain. What are you waiting for? You're quick to have your hands, but slow to have your hands!"

"Give me one."

Among the crowd, there are many wealthy people. "The Red Mansion" is the best-selling book recently, and many princes and nobles like to read it.

It's just one hundred taels, for those of these wealthy families, it's a drizzle.

On the third floor, Fan Sizhe, who was just thinking about how to make money from "The Red Mansion", praised her face when she heard this.

"Fan Xian, didn't you say you only know about this book? What's going on?"

"I also want to know what's going on." Fan Xian looked puzzled.

The "Red Building" he wrote to Fan Ruoruo only lasted sixty-four chapters. How could there be a complete version of "Red Building" outside?

Could it be that besides him, there is someone who travels through time?

"It's too much. These people not only do pirated copies, but also write plots randomly. I can't spare them." Fan Ruoruo's soft outside and strong inside, and always believed that "The Red Mansion" was Fan Xian's hard work.

Now that my brother Fan Xian has not finished writing, the outside world has a complete version. Fan Ruoruo immediately decided that someone was writing under his name, so naturally he could not tolerate it.

"Is that true? That must be learned."

Fan Sizhe is a second-generation ancestor. He is usually arrogant and domineering. He is not very old and is very angry. When he heard that someone cut off his wealth, he was blown up and ran downstairs in a daze.

And beneath a stone.

After seeing Guo Baokun, He Zongwei, who was dark-skinned, immediately stepped forward to compliment him.

He Zongwei's facial contour is prominent and looks a bit ugly, but he is indeed a talented man with great talent in Kyoto and is highly praised by the scholars of the Beijing Sect.

Guo Baokun is the son of the Minister of Rites. Because he has a good father and is also very talented, the two flattered each other.

At this time, Fan Xian, Teng Zijing and Fan Ruoruo also noticed Guo Baokun below.

"This beast."

As soon as he saw Guo Baokun, a trace of murderous aura flashed in Zhu Zijing's eyes.

Fan Xian asked, "Do you know him?"

"He is Guo Baokun, the son of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites." Teng Zijing gritted his teeth, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred with Guo Baokun.

Speaking of which, Teng Zijing and Fan Xian are both acquaintances without fighting.

At the beginning, it was Zijing who received a fake imperial order and went to Danzhou to assassinate Fan Xian.

After a desperate battle, both of them were injured, and Fan Xian narrowly won with his poison skills.

Later, Fan Xian told Zhu Zijing about his life experience as the illegitimate son of the Fan family, and then took out the waist card of the Supervision Office that Fei Jie gave him. Zhu Zijing then realized that he had been used.

Fan Xian could see that Teng Zijing was a kind chivalrous man in his heart. After learning about Teng Zijing's experience, he felt heartbroken and regretful for Teng Zijing's painful experience from the bottom of his heart.

Through Teng Zijing's self-report, he kindly saved the couple who were bullied and beaten by the officers and soldiers, but he was slandered and murdered the imperial officials.

The couple who was kindly saved by him eventually became the person who accused him of his crime, causing him to be killed.

Teng Zijing was falsely accused of death and sentenced to death by the whole family. Fortunately, the Supervision Bureau finally took action and exempted Teng Zijing from his death.

As a condition, Teng Zijing became a member of the Supervision Bureau.

But even so, kindness still did not disappear in Teng Zijing's heart.

He wanted to go and seek revenge on the couple, but kindness made him choose to let go.

Just because he had a little joint with Guo Baokun, it was originally a trivial matter. As a result, Teng Zijing was not only forced to work hard, but even his wife and children disappeared mysteriously afterwards, so he always held a grudge against Guo Baokun.

However, the man was so slightest that he was eventually sent to Danzhou to assassinate Fan Xian.

After the assassination failed, Fan Xian did not pursue Teng Zijing's faults, and claimed to the public that Teng Zijing was dead, which was considered as letting him go.

Then, the two who were like-minded came together and helped each other.

"It was him who caused your family to be destroyed?"

Fan Xian is loyal to others. When he heard that Guo Baokun was Teng Zijing's enemy, he didn't like him even looking at him horizontally.

"yes."
Chapter completed!