"Mr. Lang, when did you come up with such a wonderful story? And did the Monkey King finally get the Dinghai Divine Needle? Although the Monkey King is powerful, the Dragon King of the East China Sea is not a vegetarian!"
Here, everything is packed and the door has just been bolted.
The clerk couldn't help but came to Li Mo's side and said excitedly, as if he had forgotten the worry that the book club was on the verge of bankruptcy.
"I thought of it a few days ago."
Li Mo picked up the tea cup on the side and took a sip.
"It's a pity that Lang Jun didn't think of it earlier. If he had thought of compiling a manuscript earlier, what happened to "The Biography of Liu Yi"?"
The waiter scratched his head, full of regret,
He feels that today's Journey to the West Due Biography is really wonderful, and it is countless times better than the previous manuscripts from Moran Publishing House.
When I glance at the manuscripts piled up into a hill, it really feels like a garbage dump.
After a pause, the waiter asked again.
"Then...what's going on behind the scenes with the Monkey King?"
At this moment, he looked like a reader and fan who was anxious for updates.
"We will know about the Monkey King when we give a lecture tomorrow. By the way, Xiaohai, you can go look for it and see how much unused white linen paper is left in the book club. How many are there, count them."
Li Mo did not reveal the truth in advance.
Journey to the West is very long. At this speed, it may not be finished in a month or two. Even if I tell my friend now, he will definitely still want to know the plot behind it. There must be a reason for Journey to the West to become one of the four famous classics.
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"well!"
After sighing and feeling a little disappointed, the man became curious again.
"Mr. Lang, didn't you say you want to earn some reward money by giving lectures? What's the use of looking for white linen paper?"
At the end of today's story, he had already seen many onlookers of scholars taking out copper coins from the small bags. If they asked for rewards at that time, they would definitely get a lot of rewards.
"I'm looking for white linen paper because..."
Li Mo smiled,
There is a very famous marketing method on earth called paying users to read in advance. The white linen paper currently available in the bookstore is not enough to copy the entire book, but it should be enough to copy one or two chapters. As long as you stop at the exciting point, then sell it the next day.
Part of the content should be able to generate a lot of profits.
In addition, as the number of people listening to the book increases, many literati will definitely want to know what happened in the front after hearing the story behind it. They can also sell the manuscripts of the front for money.
"Water...water..."
However, just when Li Mo was about to tell the clerk that he planned to ask the clerk to prepare more copies, a weak voice suddenly sounded from behind the bookcase.
"who?"
The book club had long been closed. Logically speaking, there was no one else except Li Mo, the master and the servant. This sound really startled the two of them, making their scalps numb.
What the hell?
"water...."
Another weak voice sounded.
“Go check it out!”
Braving up the courage, Li Mo and his clerk walked around the pile of books and took a look behind the counter. They saw a burly man in gray-blue robes and a pair of beards lying on the ground with chapped lips.
His face was flushed and he kept moaning.
I saw that it was a human being and not a ghost,
Under doubt,
Li Mo came to the man's side, took a look, touched his forehead, frowned, and then said to the waiter, "Get some water quickly!"
Not to mention when this man entered the book club, his current situation is very bad, and we can't just watch him pass by like this.
If it really happened, it would be even harder to explain to the government.
"Okay, Langjun!"
The waiter stood up in a hurry, and within a moment he brought out a bowl of water from the back hall.
After feeding, the man’s dry mouth became much moister.
"Carry him to the bed in the back hall first!"
Li Mo frowned and said again.
The man's current condition is obviously that he has a high fever, and when he was feeding him water, he found a scar on his ankle that was about to turn black. It was not a problem to lie on the ground and had to be dealt with.
When he was on earth, he learned some basic Chinese medicine, and he could handle it simply.
"Um!"
The guy nodded.
The book club is not a small place. The front hall is where books are sold. There are several bedrooms in the back hall. After Li Mo and his clerk each occupied one, two of them were left empty.
This tossing lasted for more than two hours.
At this time, the moon hangs on the willow branches and hundreds of birds return to their nests.
After being given water, applied with a cold sweat towel, and treated with wounds, under careful care, the man lying on the bed finally woke up slowly and passed the most difficult moment.
"you....."
The man opened his eyes and saw Li Mo and his assistant in front of the window. He was stunned for a moment and then slowly spoke,
"Thank you so much for saving my life. If my benefactor hadn't saved my life today, I might have had to..."
Obviously, the man still remembered what happened before. After regaining consciousness, he got up and got out of bed to bow. However, before he could get out of bed, his body became weak and almost fell to the ground.
"A strong man must not move any more, it is better to rest!"
Seeing this, Li Mo quickly stopped him.
"My benefactor... I... took advantage of the crowd to enter the book club and brought trouble to my benefactor. I hope my benefactor will forgive me!"
The man hesitated for a moment and said weakly.
"That strong man's name is..."
Li Mo nodded slightly.
In fact, when he lifted the man to the bed, he had already figured out that the man must have entered the bookstore while watching the crowd of people.
At that time, there were people listening to books standing behind him, and he couldn't see what was happening at the door.
To save lives, we must first ask him clearly where he came from. If he is a fugitive suspect from the court, wouldn't it bring big trouble to the book club?
"My benefactor, I am Xue Song. I am originally from Jiangzhou, Shanxi. I came here just to make a living. Unexpectedly, I encountered thieves on the way. I was plotted by a despicable villain and was hit with a poisonous arrow. I wanted to take advantage of the closed market.
I went to the West Market Pharmacy to try my luck at finding a doctor, but to my surprise...I couldn't hold on when I arrived in front of the book club, and later I was worried that thieves would secretly pursue me, so I had to enter the book club..."
The man's condition was much better than when he first woke up, and he began to introduce himself to his family.
"Hmm? Xue Song? From Jiangzhou Prefecture, Shanxi?"
In front of the bed, Li Mo didn't listen, but when he heard it, he was stunned.
If I remember correctly, Xue Rengui, the famous early Tang Dynasty general, was from Jiangzhou Prefecture, Shanxi. Moreover, Xue Rengui also had a grandson named Xue Song. He had amazing arm strength since he was a child, and he looked like his grandfather.
Could it be that this Xue Song is Xue Rengui’s grandson?
Is it such a coincidence?
Saving a random man will make him a famous general?
Probably not possible.
Under doubt, Li Mo asked,
"I wonder what the relationship between the strong man and Marshal Xue Rengui in the early Tang Dynasty is? Or... the strong man's real surname is Xue and has no relationship with the Xue family..."
"Xue Rengui? It's my grandfather!"
Hearing Li Mo's question, a trace of surprise flashed across the man's face, he thought for a moment and said lonelyly.
"Ah? It's true!"
Li Mo was startled and subconsciously said,
"Since he is the grandson of Marshal Xue, why did he end up like this... It shouldn't be..."
But as soon as he finished speaking, Li Mo felt a little regretful.
It is said that I am still the great-grandson of Emperor Gaozong in terms of blood relationship, but I am still in a state of poverty and can only rely on the book club to make a living.
