Chapter 68 A thousand taels of words, profits exploded!
"One hundred twenty thousand!"
"One hundred and fifty thousand!"
"One hundred and eighty thousand!"
"Ten..." Zheng Hongxiu looked weak and shouted: "One hundred and ninety thousand!!"
"Two hundred thousand!!!" Su Wansan looked crazy.
Zheng Hongxiu pointed at Su Wansan, stamped her foot fiercely, turned around and left.
"The more money you have, the more powerful you are!"
Su Wansan put on such a posture, no one in the room dared to compete with the richest man for more money. In the end, all four works were collected by Su Wansan.
Su Wanyi took out the banknote distressedly.
Money and goods are in order, 500,000...
It was taken into the pocket by Zhao Cheng.
Zhao Cheng didn't change his expression, thinking that the decoration level of the club could be improved a bit more.
At this time, the time has passed, and Su Ye, the protagonist, has not yet arrived, but the popularity of the confederation meeting has already experienced a climax.
Just when everyone thought the matter was about to come to an end, Zhao Cheng looked at the regretful fans and said loudly: "It will be the ceremony for the little slut. Others haven't come yet, so we don't have to worry."
"It stands to reason that the four masters have come to support me, and Mo Bao has also stayed. I shouldn't have made any further demands on them. But... I felt sad when I saw everyone's depressed expressions, so I discussed it with the four masters just now.
, please ask them to write for you again before Su Ye comes!"
"I will arrange a table for each of the four masters. If you want to see which master you want to sign or write, please line up and stand in order!"
"Autographs are free, if you ask for words... I will make the decision for the masters!"
"One word, a thousand taels!"
Hearing this, some people in the crowd were overjoyed and rushed to line up in front of the master.
"Jin Daxia, I like you so much! Compared to your poems, what I like most is your novels. They are brave and loyal, serving the country and the people, and every one of them is a tough man!"
"Mr. Pu, I like your poems the most!! Are you married? Is your wife still alive? Has the string been renewed? Do you want to renew it again??"
"Yi Shen! I finally met the real person! Your "Xunjing Ji" is not finished yet, but I have watched it over ten times!!"
"Lao Xu, hurry up and update! Are Jiang Ziya and Daji getting along? Have Nezha and the third prince of the Dragon King finally gotten married??"
"..."
"Are they crazy?" Zhao Wu looked at the grand scene in front of him and muttered: "Or did they not hear clearly? A thousand taels per word!"
"What do you know!" Looking at these crazy people, Zhao Cheng felt that the special effect of gold coin 1 was frequently displayed above his head.
He also thinks these people are crazy.
One word means one thousand taels, one thousand words means one million taels. According to the saying in the previous life, that means one thousand words means one million taels!
I won’t be able to finish writing this online novel in a lifetime!!
Of course, this is just daydreaming...
Zhao Cheng said calmly: "Not having money can make people crazy, but having money can make people even crazier! What words can you use to describe your mood at this time?"
"let me see……"
"Poverty limits your imagination!"
Zhao Wu scratched his head, he really couldn't understand.
One word, one thousand taels.
When you are hungry, is one word more useful than two steamed buns?
This muddy world!
crazy!!
Dong Hua seemed to understand and was not surprised. He approached Zhao Cheng and reminded him: "Isn't this different from our plan?"
In the original plan, it was enough to earn money from the four works of Jin Da Xia and the others. After all, after all the hard work of playing with Su Ye this time, you have to make some money, right?
Unexpectedly, not only did the costs come out, but the profits also exploded.
And it just so happened that Su Ye’s uncle paid for playing with Su Ye.
Zhao Cheng said: "I guess it's because the drug was so strong that the guy hasn't gotten up yet. Time is money. It's not easy to build such a platform. If you can earn more, earn more!"
"It's a pity that you didn't let your sister come. She didn't see this good show."
"There are many people in Yanchuan City who know your sister, especially these young masters. Her identity as Cao Bichang cannot be used in Yanchuan."
"I know……"
"This is a rare opportunity! This is it! No matter where we are in the queue, we will end it immediately when Mr. Su Ye Su comes! Money alone is useless, it also depends on fate!!"
Zhao Cheng gently patted Dong Hua's shoulder, walked towards Su Wansan, and said with a smile: "Boss Su, congratulations on getting the only set of calligraphy treasures in the world! The rest of this is just a small scene, you
You don’t have to fight with them, right?”
"That's natural." Su Wansan stared at the calligraphy treasure he got and smiled: "Brother Zhao Cheng will make a lot of money today, right?"
"If you don't tell lies in front of real people, it's not easy for me to invite them here. I'll earn some agency fees."
"Good boy, wait until I sell this set of calligraphy treasures to Nanzhou. If the profit is considerable, I will discuss cooperation with you."
Zhao Cheng was stunned when he heard this: "What? Selling Nanzhou? Don't you collect it yourself?"
"I'm sick! I collect this thing!" Su Wansan pointed at Mr. Jin Daxia Pu and others who were writing, and said: "According to your method, the more words they write, the less valuable the words in my hand will be!
So I have to take it to Nanzhou to sell it first, where I can sell it at a sky-high price!"
Zhao Cheng was shocked.
No wonder you are the richest man!
Gotta learn!!
Su Wansan carefully handed the four characters to his attendants, straightened his long robe, and said: "This vast land has been dominated by southern civilization and northern martial arts for hundreds of years. Those nerds in the south have always laughed at us northerners as martial artists. We in Jingguo suddenly appeared
The emergence of such seven or eight famous people has already made the literati in the Southern Zhou Dynasty very angry."
"The Southern Zhou Dynasty was rich in economy, and they also liked to play with the crappy stuff of these literati and poets. Their admirers of famous figures were much crazier than us."
Zhao Cheng gave Su Wansan a thumbs up and said, "If you tell me this, aren't you afraid that I'll get there first?"
"You're a bit young." Su Wansan put on the other shoe and said while putting it on: "You have a good relationship with them, but you don't have channels in Southern Zhou. And your identity... is not suitable.
"
Zhao Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly.
This Su Wansan looks carefree and a little crazy, but in fact he is as careful as a hair.
Yes, the eldest son of the Right Prime Minister went to do business with the Southern Zhou people.
What is this for?
"So brother!" Su Wansan patted Zhao Cheng on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Just pray that I can find a channel to sell at a good price, and then we can make money together."
Zhao Cheng saluted solemnly and said: "Money is good, I love money! Then I will wait for the good news from Boss Su!!"
Su Wansan looked around, returned to the chariot and sat down, wondering: "Why isn't Xiaoye coming?"
…
Su Ye slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his head was dizzy, and a faint sound of sobbing could be heard in his ears.
Su Ye looked to the side and saw a woman with messy hair and her obscene clothes down to her waist, holding her chest with both hands, lowering her head and crying.
"Xiao Zhi!"
Su Ye was so shocked that he sat up quickly.
Seeing this, Xiaozhi quickly retreated to the foot of the bed and shouted in a panic: "Don't come over! Don't touch me!"
"I...what did I do to you?" Su Ye looked confused.
boom!
At this moment, the door was kicked open, and Wu Sisi rushed in with several people.
Wu Sisi shouted angrily: "Su Ye! How dare you mess with my sister?!"