The cocktail party afterwards turned into a personal poetry seminar for Lu Fang.
With the talent and learning of Zhao Xiuyun and others, of course they can no longer find fault with Lu Fang's poems. They are not so thick-skinned.
About ten people were sitting around the stone table in the pavilion. Wang Yeyan deliberately sat on the left side of Lu Fang.
Wang Sidong originally took this seat first, but his sister glared secretly and obediently gave way.
Xu Ruoyun was sitting on the right side of Lu Fang.
It's quite a bit like hugging him from left to right.
The way the two women looked at Lu Fang from time to time was also very affectionate.
Xu Ruoyun just said a few words, letting everyone eat, drink and talk freely. Wang Yeyan asked Lu Fang, "I wonder if Mr. Lu has published this collection of poems, what are his follow-up plans?"
Lu Fang was stunned and said: "What are the follow-up plans?"
Wang Yeyan said: "Don't you want this collection of poems to spread throughout our entire Chongqing Dynasty?"
"Of course I do."
Lu Fang chuckled and said: "But this is not something I can do now. I will be satisfied if it can be spread in Ningyuan County."
This is the truth.
Now, except for Ningyuan County, he was unfamiliar with all the other places, and he didn't even have the channels to distribute his books, let alone sell them well.
Wang Yeyan covered her mouth and chuckled, "How many copies does Mr. Lu intend to print?"
"Five hundred copies."
Lu Fang spread his five fingers and said: "I will ask the shopkeeper of Sanwei Study to print five hundred copies for me first. When the time comes, I will need your help."
"Natural and natural."
"Young Master Lu is such an excellent work, I will buy it for home study and collection."
"Master Lu and I are both scholars in Ningyuan, and we have the friendship of fellow villagers. We will definitely help you and do our best to promote him."
Zhao Xiuyun and other scholars nodded and said.
The quality of Lu Fang's collection of poems is absolutely nothing to say. It's actually a matter of honor for them to tell others about it.
Being able to associate with a "great poetic talent" like Lu Fang must be the envy of many people.
Wang Yeyan looked at Xu Ruoyun, and then said to Lu Fang: "Five hundred books is a bit too little. Even my Wang family can eat them."
Lu Fang was slightly stunned, "What does Miss Wang mean by this?"
Wang Yeyan smiled sweetly and said: "Young Master is such a wonderful work, I want to buy some to take home and treasure. In addition, I will give a copy to everyone in our family so that they can read it carefully."
Lu Fang was surprised.
Although he knew that Wang Yeyan was trying to show her favor to him, he was still surprised that the Wang family alone could consume five hundred copies.
Although the Wang family is a wealthy family, they only have so many relatives. The rest are distributed to those who work in their family, right?
How many people must work in the Wang family for Wang Yeyan to say such a thing with confidence?
Just as he was about to say thank you, Xu Ruoyun seemed not to be outdone, and suddenly said: "Mr. Lu, I also ordered five hundred copies."
Wang Yeyan glanced at her deeply, and then kicked the leg of Wang Sidong, who was sitting on her left, under the table.
Wang Sidong was stunned and scratched his head, "Brother Fang, I will also order...a hundred copies! I know some people in Ningyuan County, and I will give them a copy when the time comes."
Lu Fang cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Thank you very much."
He doesn't care much about how much money he can earn from publishing a collection of poems. But he cares too much about the admiration he can get from a collection of poems.
Even if there are many servants in the Wang family and the Xu family who are illiterate, there are still many people who can read and have some level of appreciation, right?
When they see their collection of poems, how much adoration points will they have to contribute to themselves?
Suddenly riches seem to be just around the corner.
Xu Ruoyun pursed her lips and said no more.
Yin Man looked at Lu Fang, blushed slightly and said, "Mr. Lu, I'll order thirty copies too!"
Even she opened her mouth, and Zhao Xiuyun and others were too embarrassed to just buy a copy and take it home for collection.
Immediately, everyone was talking about it and more or less asked Lu Fang to order a book of poems.
However, most of them are in the dozens, which is far behind Xu Ruoyun and Wang Yeyan's five hundred books.
Lu Fang toasted them repeatedly, almost feeling unhappy.
I came here specially with a collection of poems, just to earn some admiration from Xu Ruoyun and the others. I didn't expect that I would get such unexpected gains.
When I get back later, I have to find the owner of Sanwei Study and ask him to print two thousand copies first.
By the time it was almost evening, this really boring drinking party for Lu Fang was about to break up.
Entertainment activities in this era are simply boring. Even Zuihua Tower is more fun than this. At least there are beautiful girls to accompany and protect you.
Everyone stood up one after another and each said some kind words to Xu Ruoyun.
Lu Fang also said: "Thank you very much, Miss Xu, for your hospitality."
Xu Ruoyun smiled sweetly and looked forward to the scene, "If Mr. Lu is free, you can come here often."
Wang Yeyan snorted softly beside her.
Zhao Xiuyun and others looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, but they seemed not to hear anything.
Xu Ruoyun said again: "Master Lu, can you please take a moment to speak?"
Lu Fang was stunned for a moment, then nodded and followed Xu Ruoyun to the side.
Zhao Xiuyun and others left the pavilion.
Wang Sidong was about to leave, but he saw his sister standing there, wondering: "Sister, why don't you go back? It's almost time for dinner at home!"
"No hurries."
Wang Yeyan was a little angry and took her anger out on her younger brother, "If you eat later, will you starve to death or something?"
Wang Sidong was confused and felt aggrieved.
Then I saw Wang Yeyan's eyes glancing towards Lu Fang and Xu Ruoyun who were a little further away from time to time, and I finally came back to my senses.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
My sister is probably very sick because of her liking for Brother Fang.
How many days has it been?
Can a woman become completely devoted to someone so quickly?
…
Xu Ruoyun stood in front of Lu Fang, "Master Lu, do you really intend to expose your collection of poems to the entire Chongqing?"
Lu Fang said: "This is natural."
Xu Ruoyun added: "I have a cousin who also runs a bookstore in Tanzhou Prefecture, and I know many owners of bookstores. Why don't I invite him to come and meet you?"
Lu Fang was secretly happy, but asked on his face: "Is this appropriate?"
Xu Ruoyun chuckled and said: "There is nothing inappropriate. My family has a lot of contacts with this cousin of mine, and he will still give my family this little face. In addition, with these poems you have written, Mr. Lu, I think it is good to be famous in Dayu."
Sooner or later, there will definitely be many bookshops vying to publish your collection of poems. Speaking of which, my cousin is the one who got the advantage."
Lu Fang cupped his hand and said, "If this is the case, it will trouble Miss Xu."
Xu Ruoyun pursed her lips and her pretty face turned slightly red, "If Mr. Lu doesn't mind, just call me Ruoyun."
In this day and age, asking a girl to call her by her first name is almost the same as expressing love. It also means showing affection.
Lu Fang couldn't help but feel a little weak, he just scratched his head and said, "Okay."
Then, not daring to say anything more, he turned around and walked into the pavilion.
Xu Ruoyun looked at his back with a little resentment in his eyes.
The hardest thing to bear is the kindness of a beautiful woman...