In the early morning, the sun rises and shines brightly.
Early in the morning, Su Pingan did various exercises such as sit-ups and push-ups in the backyard of Qingfeng Restaurant.
His body was very thin and weak. In order to prevent himself from being powerless, he decided to do some exercise and improve his physical condition before recovering his civility.
Fortunately, the backyard of Qingfeng Restaurant is big enough for him to do a lot of work.
The business of Qingfeng Restaurant is slow now, so there are not many people in the restaurant. There is a cook, a waiter, a shopkeeper, Liu Qingxi and Su Ping'an, there are only six people in total.
This was unimaginable for a two-story restaurant, so as soon as Su Ping'an and Liu Qingxi met again in the morning, he immediately suggested that Liu Qingxi recruit workers to prevent her from being overwhelmed later.
In response, Liu Qingxi just snorted coldly.
Ever since Su Pingan teased her about 'any conditions' yesterday, she no longer had a good impression of Su Pingan. If she hadn't relied on the latter to save the restaurant, I'm afraid she wouldn't have been able to bear it yesterday.
Zumi Wenqi exploded and blasted the person out directly.
Now Liu Qingxi was interested in Su Pingan's nose, not his nose, and his eyes, not his eyes. With a straight face, he asked Huan'er to take out a piece of pen, ink, paper and inkstone and put it directly in front of Su Pingan, and then said angrily: "I'm busy, why don't you come over and use it?"
You don’t have to worry about it, you should just worry about yourself first.”
Looking at the pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed in front of him, Su Ping'an was stunned for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?!"
Liu Qingxi frowned and asked: "What are you asking me for? You must have forgotten the five-day agreement you made with me yesterday. There are only five days, don't you plan to write a story quickly?"
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Su Ping'an was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "You said this, you don't need me to write it, you do it..."
"I come?!"
Seeing Su Ping'an stand up and give her the writing position, Liu Qingxi's eyes almost turned into bells.
She even wondered for a moment if she had remembered it wrong. Could it be that she was the one who made the five-day appointment yesterday?!
Seeing her reaction, Su Ping'an's smile grew thicker, then shook his head and said, "But there's no need for you to write it now, just wait. At noon, you can just do what I asked you to do!"
"What the hell are you doing?!"
Liu Qingxi was about to get angry, her eyes were filled with blazing flames, and she almost wanted to burn Su Ping'an to death.
Su Ping'an deliberately didn't answer, just laughed and turned around and left.
In the end, only Liu Qingxi was left in the yard, clenching her pink fist, her teeth itching with hatred behind her back, "This hateful guy, I will strangle him to death in five days!"
The maid Huan'er was nodding wildly next to her like a chicken pecking at rice, secretly cheering for the young lady!
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Creak...
At three o'clock in the morning, the door of Qingfeng Restaurant opened.
As usual, there was an endless stream of people coming and going on the streets. There were many large and small teahouses, bookstores, and places where there were literary lists, and there were basically people patronizing them.
You can also see some pedestrians on the road, holding a stack or a few pieces of paper in their hands, constantly talking to each other.
"The new book "The Fate of Ghosts and Foxes" written by scribe Fang Zixu is really well written. It is novel and novel, and the story is wonderful. He deserves to be the number one scribe in Qingyun County!"
"Yes, yes... I also collected his last book, but I didn't expect that only a month and a half later, I would be able to see his new book. Fang Wenshi is really diligent and can be called a model of calligraphy!"
"Hahaha... It is precisely because of calligraphy and literature cultivation like Fang Wenshi that we can not waste our ordinary days in boredom..."
Seeing this scene on the street, Su Ping'an was quite amused and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that in this world, one could be so obsessed with reading novels. Even compared to my world, I'm afraid it's not as good as..."
At this moment, Su Pingan was even more excited.
With a good reading environment and a huge user base, all that's left now is a detonating introduction. Su Pingan doesn't think it will be any difficult for him to be this 'introduction'.
Moreover, he has already thought about the "fuse". As his first "work" after time travel, he needs to give the people of this world something different.
"It's time to teach the novels of this world a good lesson. Let me be the originator of martial arts!"
Su Ping'an had already made a draft in his mind, and then asked the restaurant owner Fu Bo to find a wooden board for him, and he wrote a notice on it with his own hands.
After Su Pingan finished writing and asked the shopkeeper to place the notice board in front of the restaurant, the shopkeeper Fu Bo turned around and looked at Su Pingan strangely, and then asked in a low voice: "Are you sure you want to write like this?!"
Su Ping'an carefully looked at what he wrote, and after confirming that it was correct, he asked: "What's wrong? There are no typos..."
"It's not that, it's because you wrote so arrogantly, aren't you afraid of getting beaten?!"
When Fu Bo looked at the content on the sign, he felt like he had a toothache.
Su Ping'an laughed when he heard this and said: "It's okay, don't worry, getting beaten is also my business!"
Uncle Fu had a sullen face. For the sake of safety, he still called the waiter Xiao Fuzi and asked him to put up the sign outside the door.
Soon, passers-by on the road saw the signboard in front of Qingfeng Restaurant.
Normally, this signboard usually contains the recommended dishes in the restaurant today, or event discounts, but today, the content written on the signboard in front of Qingfeng Restaurant is a bit shocking.
Someone in the crowd looked at the sign and read word for word:
"Qingfeng Restaurant has generously invited Su Ping'an, a new-school literary cultivator, whose pioneering work and martial arts masterpiece - "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" will give a shocking lecture in front of the Qingfeng Restaurant at noon today. You can watch it for free. Don't forget to hear it.
Later, we spread the word to each other..."
"Hiss...who is this 'Su Ping'an'? He's too arrogant!"
"I don't know, I haven't heard of it. Do you know?!"
"The new school of literature and art, the work that founded the school, martial arts?! I know all these words, but why don't I recognize them when they are combined together?!"
"Qingfeng Restaurant is going to cause trouble..."
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In the restaurant, Liu Qingxi received the news and saw a black line on his forehead.
She secretly clutched the embroidered handkerchief, as if she wanted to bite Su Ping'an, and said bitterly: "What on earth are you going to do?!"
Su Ping'an's reaction was very dull and said: "Of course it's to fulfill the five-day appointment."
"Then what's going on in front of your door?!"
"Publicity, for any masterpiece to be published, of course the publicity must be in place first, otherwise the devil will never know that you have a masterpiece to be published."
"But you...that you, what you wrote is too..."
When Liu Qingxi thought of the words on the sign, she looked very uncomfortable, as if a 'relative' had suddenly arrived.
Su Ping'an waved his hand and said: "These are just trivial things. For publicity, of course the gimmicks must be sufficient. I didn't write 'Future New Saint', which is considered very low-key. Look, isn't the effect now very good? By the way, on my body
If you have money, give me some..."
"What are you going to do again?!"
"Of course, we should strike while the iron is hot, spread small advertisements, and increase publicity efforts, so that everyone in the county can come and listen to the lecture. This is in line with my reputation of opening up a sect and becoming a martial arts master!"
Seeing that Su Pingan was so capable of causing trouble, Liu Qingxi felt a hint of regret, "If I had known that this person was so capable of causing trouble, I shouldn't have promised him a five-day appointment..."
However, now that Liu Qingxi had boarded the pirate ship, it was too late even if she wanted to regret it.
Seeing that more and more people were watching in front of the restaurant, she simply covered her head and took a gamble. After asking the maid to give Su Pingan ten taels of silver, she turned around and walked away angrily.
Su Ping'an didn't take it seriously. He took the money and went out. After buying a bunch of candies, he went around looking for children, and then asked these children to memorize the words on the sign and let them spread it everywhere. I believe it won't happen.
How long will it take for at least half of Qingyun County to know that Qingfeng Restaurant is going to have a "new work" coming out?
"Either we don't do it, or we do it in a big way!"
Su Pingan is full of confidence in his novel.
After all, it was "Dragon".
The reason why he chose this book was of course careful consideration.
One, of course, is because it’s a classic.
Classic martial arts are timeless no matter where they are.
Secondly, compared to fantasy cultivation, the content will be more down-to-earth and easier for people to accept, and the length is short and the rhythm is tight, making it easier to grasp people.
This is the top priority.
Five days is not a long time, so Su Ping'an needs to build momentum as soon as possible to attract and win over customers. After that, he needs to find ways to stabilize the customer flow and develop these people into repeat customers and stable customers.
So the first step in the plan is to be fast, accurate and ruthless!
At least it seems to be very successful so far. As for the final effect, we will have to wait until noon to see the results.
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"Have you heard that Qingfeng Restaurant has hired a new literary cultivator? It is said that he will give a free lecture today at noon. He is also the founder of the sect, martial arts..."
"I've heard about it, but I've never heard of this 'martial arts' story. Could it be that Qingfeng Restaurant just randomly found someone to fool people?"
"Whatever, if you are trying to fool people, just go and listen today at noon. It doesn't cost any money anyway..."
"That's right, let's go together..."
In less than a stick of incense, the news that Qingfeng Restaurant was offering free lectures spread throughout half of Qingyun County in the blink of an eye, and was still spreading like the wind.
The focus of the communication is words such as "founding a sect", "martial arts", "free lectures", etc., which are very eye-catching.
So when it was almost noon, a large group of people had gathered in front of Qingfeng Restaurant. It could be said that there were three circles inside and three circles outside. They were all clamoring to hear what the story of this "martial arts" was.
Finally, the time has arrived.
Su Ping'an, who had changed into a well-fitting robe, was good-looking and elegant. With the help of the waiter Xiao Fuzi, he placed a lecture table at the entrance of the restaurant, then he picked up a square piece of wood in his hand and slapped it
