When Zhu Kui heard this, he really didn't know that there was a novelist among the hundreds of schools of thought in the Spring and Autumn Period. For so many years, the classics and history books would not record these things. In the memory of two generations, he didn't know exactly in which era the novel storytelling appeared.
The only thing that is certain is that it definitely did not exist in the Han Dynasty, but these are not important to him. What matters now is to win the trust of Zhao Bancheng and follow his words.
"The Dadong family is indeed knowledgeable. I may be considered a novelist. As for my inheritance, my teacher is just a hermit. I am afraid that even if I tell it, the Dadong family will never hear about it."
"Hermit?" Zhao Bancheng thought to himself. Although these novelists are not ordinary scholars, they are also extraordinary. Judging from the young man in front of him, he must not be an unknown sage.
However, Zhao Bancheng did not dwell on this, and continued with a smile: "You still don't know the name of the young man? How old is he? You have come to offer me advice today. What do you want?"
After Zhao Bancheng confirmed that the storyteller's strategy came from the childish boy in front of him, his attitude suddenly became gentle and he called him "Little Prince".
You must know that Lang Jun was an honorific title for men in ancient times. A wealthy businessman in half the city already paid great attention to an eleven-year-old boy. This is all because Zhao Bancheng is a businessman, and the most famous thing about his restaurant is the fragrance here.
There are many buildings, but that doesn’t mean they don’t exist in other counties, it’s just that the scale is not impressive.
This storytelling plan has been of great help to him. If done properly, the restaurant's profit should be tripled. This is still a conservative estimate.
"Back to my boss's house, I call him Zhu Kui. He is eleven years old. This is my younger brother Wang Cheng. He is from Shizigang outside Moling County. I am here to offer you a plan just to beg for food." Zhu Kuigong
He handed over his hand, introduced himself, and took advantage of the situation to further cultivate the relationship.
"Actually, a few years ago, when I was delivering fish to the Lingqu Restaurant in Dukou, I often heard the shopkeeper praising the big boss. He was so wise and kind-hearted that he was the most discerning in Moling County."
"You are the most discerning, I'll give you a prize! It's extraordinary that the little man can come up with such a clever plan at such a young age. Why worry about not being able to settle down and settle down? If he doesn't dislike it, he will live in this Piaoxiang Building, in the backyard.
You can choose a room to live in, and you and your brother can also eat and drink here as much as you want. As for the wages?"
"As long as this storytelling strategy can be successful and achieve the 30,000 yuan per day you said, then Zhao is willing to pay you 10% of it, which means you will earn 30,000 yuan. You will get 3,000 yuan, but there is a condition. Xiaolangjun, you
From now on, you will provide stories exclusively for me, and you will not be allowed to write for others? How good is that?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Bancheng of the Han Dynasty was already aware of copyright and was willing to pay a high price of 10% of his income to buy it out.
Wang Cheng looked at Zhao Bancheng's eyes, which were full of integrity and sincerity. He gently pulled Zhu Kui's sleeve and whispered softly: "Third brother, this person seems to be serious. He can earn three thousand dollars a day."
, I have never imagined what the storytelling project is? It is so valuable."
Zhu Kui signaled him to calm down and turned around to explain to him. Wei Wei considered buying it out at a high price. His family's annual income in Shigang Village was only a little more than 10,000 yuan. The economic gap between small villages and large counties was indeed huge.
On the same note, I don't know what the situation is like in those counties and cities, or even in the capital of Luoyang.
This storytelling plan has not yet been implemented exactly, and the specific effect is still unknown. The Lingqu shopkeeper is indeed right. Zhao Bancheng has a long-term vision. With just a plan, he promised to give me 10% of the reward. Since the other party is so willing,
You should also reciprocate the favor.
He agreed: "The big boss appreciates the boy's frustrating strategy. Zhu Kui is grateful again!"
"A Cheng, you haven't thanked my boss with me yet."
Wang Cheng said something and bowed to Zhu Kui to thank him.
Zhao Bancheng nodded: "No need to be polite, it's just a mutual benefit. Looking at the dust all over your bodies, you must be tired, so stay here and rest first." He then ordered the shopkeeper beside him: "Businesskeeper Wu, please take Zhu Xiaolangjun and the others with you first.
Find a separate courtyard to live in." He called out, but saw the shopkeeper beside him, his eyes were blank, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This shopkeeper Wu was obviously Zhao Bancheng's confidant. He didn't answer even three calls. He didn't get angry or dissatisfied because of it. It wasn't until the fourth time that shopkeeper Wu realized what he was doing, and then he bent down and said he was wrong.
"Yes, boss."
Shopkeeper Wu responded and said to the two of them: "Please, you two gentlemen."
Then he led the people out of the courtyard, and in the end only Zhao Bancheng was left, continuing to read the Romance of the Gods in his hand with relish...
After about half a stick of incense had been burned, and Zhu Kui and Zhu Kui had been settled, shopkeeper Wu returned to the courtyard and reported to Zhao Bancheng: "My boss, the two young men, the younger one has already made arrangements."
"It's just that the old slave doesn't understand that since we already understand the idea of the storyteller, why should we pay them 10% of the profit? We can just find some down-and-out scholars to help write it. Isn't this more suitable for control? I think the man named Zhu
Kui's young man is very extraordinary, he doesn't seem to be so easy to control."
Zhao Bancheng glanced at Shopkeeper Wu sideways and said: "Control! Humph, from the time he lied to you to boasting in front of me, you can see that this boy is extraordinary and cannot be controlled. You are my confidant. I will tell you some words."
It shows that the idea of his plan is indeed very good and novel, and some operations require his guidance. How can ordinary scholars dream up such a wonderful story? If you don’t believe it, you can see it for yourself."
Shopkeeper Wu picked up the bamboo slips on the stone table and read them carefully. After half a night, shopkeeper Wu sighed: "You are so strange and powerful. I really don't know the secrets of the Shang and Zhou hegemony. It seems like this."
It’s really a wise move for my boss to treat him with courtesy.”
"By the way, Shopkeeper Wu, what were you thinking about in a daze just now?" Zhao Bancheng suddenly thought about it and asked suddenly. He knew that his subordinates would not be in a daze for no reason.
"It's like this, boss, just now I remembered the shopkeeper in charge of the butler at Lingqu Restaurant at the ferry. I heard him mention a young man who brought him fish, also named Zhu Kui." Shopkeeper Wu poured tea for Zhao Bancheng and said while
With.
"Oh, it should be the same person. He himself mentioned just now that he sent fish to my Lingqu Restaurant, but what's that?" Zhao Bancheng took a sip of tea and glanced at it, indicating that he should know about it.
You were so stunned that you didn't pay attention just now.
"No, the shopkeeper said that the young man who brought him fish, Zhu Kui, has been widely rumored in and outside the county for the past three years in the wine shop that the filial young man who has been mourning for his elder master for three years is this young man."
Shopkeeper Wu explained.
"What is he!" Zhao Bancheng thought to himself. No wonder his subordinates were stunned. Who is the most outstanding young man in Moling now? Naturally, it is the unknown young man who has been in mourning for three years. Don't look at Zhu Kui hiding in the mountain during the mourning period.
There is no contact with the outside world, and Shigang Village is remote, but the more it is exposed to the public, the more mysterious it feels, and the more its reputation spreads.
Zhao Bancheng had a change of thought in his mind, a knowing smile appeared on his face, he put down the tea cup and said: "It's better this way, you will receive 10% of my benefits. This storytelling program is marked with the title of filial son. This gimmick is more interesting, isn't it?"