After hearing this, Lan Chen was stunned for a moment.
Not only was Sun Miaomiao so generous, but also because of the kindness and concern in her tone.
This kind of secret investigation was nothing more than ulterior motives and threats, but Sun Miaomiao didn't feel that way.
Although this 30-70 split, it also ensures that Tingyu Pavilion can obtain more long-term benefits.
But this thousand taels actually solved Lan Chen's urgent need.
I originally wanted to bargain and sell a book for fifty taels through "lies", but I never thought...
Lan Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "Sorry, I just lied. In fact, no one from the library came to see me yesterday."
"It's just a matter of time. I also want to ask you to forgive me for meddling in my own business. Ever since you kicked out this storybook overnight, I felt something was wrong. So I asked about it. I thought it was me.
This must be a pity for the recklessness of a talented person.
"But don't worry. Although I love books and cherish my talents, this is also the result of a discussion between the shopkeeper and me. Not to mention that the profit is still 30% to 70%. Speaking of which, Tingyuge made a profit."
Sun Miaomiao smiled and said sincerely, "Let's just make friends. Although I am not a rescuer from heaven, but you, the great saint, are in trouble, I have to help you, right?"
"Hahaha! That's right. I won't say thank you for your kindness. After everyone in Lan Mansion has taken a breath, I will come to thank you again."
"That's what I'm saying. It's a good time for you to rest and rest. Don't bend your back for five buckets of rice. Just write down the stories in your belly in ink, and I'll be satisfied."
After saying that, Sun Miaomiao glanced at the five story books on the table.
The anticipation is evident on the surface.
If Lan Chen hadn't still been here, she might have picked up a copy and feasted her eyes on it.
"It seems that you are still eyeing my ink after all. Hahaha. This urgent need is solved, and the next step is to revive the Lan Mansion, but don't worry, you can still see more novel novels."
"Then I'm looking forward to it, even if..." Sun Miaomiao smiled, "Even if I don't cooperate with Tingyuge in the future, I still hope that I can read the new work as soon as possible. With these thousand taels of silver notes, you
Keep it, all the major banks in the city can exchange it. When these five story books are printed, I will have them delivered to your house, how about it?"
"Then I'll have a hard time." Lan Chen bowed slightly and took the banknote. At the same time, he joked, "Then I'll take my leave first. It seems that Miss Sun is going to forget about food and sleep for a few days."
"It's your fault. There is such a good storybook here, I must read it all night." Sun Miaomiao pouted angrily, as if to drive away Lan Chen, she actually picked up the storybook and started reading.
Her behavior while reading made Lan Chen frown, and then he raised his doubts, "I want to ask you something. When you read a book or look at other items, do you always feel blurry or overlapping? You can only move things closer.
Only when you see it can you see it clearly.”
"Yes, I don't know what's wrong with my eyes."
"That must be myopia."
"Shortsighted?"
"It's okay, it's okay. Just pay more attention to rest. I'll leave first."
"Well, I won't give it away."
Looking at Lan Chen's leaving figure, Sun Miaomiao couldn't help but murmured, "What's all the fuss about? How many people are in this situation? Forget it, ignore him, I'll just read the storybook. This one is...
..Jin Ping Mei? What the hell is that?"
At this time, Sun Miaomiao would never have imagined that she was about to open the door to a whole new world.
Of course, in order to publish it smoothly, Lan Chen has been very restrained when retelling "Jin Ping Mei", but the content here is really a bit...
Lan Chen didn't notice this either. What he was thinking about was... how to get a pair of glasses.
Myopia is considered a 'disease of the aristocracy' in this era. If a pair of glasses could be made, it would surely be sold for a sky-high price, and it would also be able to repay Sun Miaomiao's favor.
With these thoughts in mind, Lan Chen came to a place.
When I glanced up, the word "Gambling House" looked like a big mouth, and if I wasn't careful, I would be swallowed by it.
"Gambling house, gambling house, all my wealth was lost here. Ha..."
At the door, two strong men stopped Lan Chen. They first glanced at him with disdain, and then shouted condescendingly, "Isn't this Mr. Lan? This family has already lost everything, why are you here!"
"What? You can't even get in?" Lan Chen sneered. "Why don't you make way for me, sir? I'm going to see you, Mr. Chen!"
The two strong men were stunned for a moment, not seeing each other for one day was like three autumns?
Lan Chen, whom you haven’t seen for a long time, why do you feel so different?
"Humph, everyone who comes is a guest, please come in!"
Fortunately, a servant of the Lin Mansion happened to pass by and caught a glimpse of Lan Chen. His face was shocked, and his eyes sparkled.
"You're so good, Lan Chen. The second lady thought that Lin and Lan were family friends, so she redeemed you. Unexpectedly, you fell into a gambling house again! No, you must go back and report to the second lady!"
As soon as he entered, Lan Chen felt a smoky atmosphere and was very unhappy.
I really don't know what the people here are so noisy about.
After a while, he found that there were several eyes in the gambling shop, locking him tightly, looking up and down, feeling uncomfortable.
Finally, he spotted a figure and immediately leaned forward, "Hey, Chen Qing."
Chen Qing turned his head and happened to see Lan Chen's raised hand. He was so frightened that he stepped back. He was horrified and said, "Lan Chen!? This is a gambling house. Don't mess around!"
"Oh, you were messing around too, back then."
"Today is no different than in the past. You can indeed hurt me, but so what? Can you get out of here safely?" After calming down, Chen Qing realized that he was in his own territory and there was no need to panic.
"What? Mr. Lan, Yazhi is here today. Do you want to take a gamble?"
"The house deed has been offset, do you still have something to offset? Your maid looks good, if you are willing, hey..."
Lan Chen clenched his fists subconsciously and said slowly, "People say that dogs can't spit out ivory. If you can't speak, go back and ask your master to teach you. Who said I'm here to gamble? I'm here to pay back the debt." Money."
"Arrearage? One thousand taels!?" Chen Qing's eyes widened in disbelief. "In just a few days, you collected enough?"
"Well, bring me the house deed and the IOU, and offset them so that we don't owe each other anything!"
"Uh... um, wait a minute, the IOU is with my master, I'll go ask him for instructions."
After saying that, Chen Qing ran away in a panic, as if he had lost his soul and soul.
After a while, he arrived belatedly and said in an evasive manner, "Are you... preparing the money, or the banknotes?"
"Bank notes."
"Do you have the banknote with you?"
"No need to say anything, just take out the IOU."
"That's it. Master, he went out today, and the IOU is also on him. Otherwise, wait a few days, and I will come to you with the IOU and the house deed."
Lan Chen frowned, feeling that Chen Qing was hiding something. Things were not as simple as they seemed.
But he had no choice but to nod, "Okay, but make sure you agree in advance that if you miss the date, it's your business. Anyway, I'm ready to pay the debt."
"I know, I know, Mr. Lan, please go slowly. If you don't see me off, I won't see you off."
Lan Chen, who turned around and left, naturally couldn't see Chen Qing's fierce expression after he breathed a sigh of relief.