martial arts, novelist

Chapter 5 The Development Plan of the Novel
Qing'an County.

It's just a remote county town of Tiansheng Dynasty, which belongs to Tongzhou. The city is not big, but the population is quite large.

Early this morning, Lu Si saw that the inn was not occupied yet, and asked Zhou Yu to look at the inn, while she left.

When I left the inn, I saw the streets bustling with people, and there were small stalls everywhere, shouting and selling, which made people feel a sense of novelty.

This was impossible to see in the previous life anyway.

However, as the weather turns cold, it is already winter, and pedestrians on the street are also hurrying.

Lu Si has been here for half a month, and seeing this kind of scene a lot, the curiosity in his heart has faded a lot.

Turning across the street, Lu Si stopped in front of a bookstore and walked straight in.

There are two people sitting on the counter, one is a buddy and the other is the shopkeeper here.

"Shopkeeper, is my book printed yet?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Si said lightly.

Seeing the person coming, the shopkeeper immediately came out with a smile on his face, and came out to greet him: "Isn't this Mr. Lu? Your book has already been printed. Mr. Lu is really a genius. Such things as 'movable type printing' are really young talents!"

Lu Si smiled coldly in his heart, but he still remembered the cold face of shopkeeper Liu when he came to this bookstore last time, if he hadn't thrown out movable type printing, how could shopkeeper Liu be so enthusiastic?

"I've said it all, I didn't write that book, so don't make random guesses." Lu Si glanced at him.

"Yes, yes, it wasn't written by Mr. Lu." Shopkeeper Liu nodded repeatedly, and didn't bother to ask him why.

He turned around and took out a book from the shelf, and handed it to Lu Si. It was a printed copy of 'Snow Mountain Flying Fox'.

Lu Si took a look, the handwriting was clear, and the typesetting was done according to his instructions, and it looked pretty good.

After all, this may be related to his future novel development plan, so he can't help but pay attention to it.

When Lu Si discovered the way to obtain popularity, Lu Si knew that if he wanted to spread the novel, he had to rely on books.

So I found this shopkeeper Liu and asked him to print books.

It's just that there is no movable type printing in Fang Shijie, and books are copied by people, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and the cost of copying a book is even higher.

Naturally, this was not what Lu Si wanted. He had no choice but to use movable type printing.

This thing is relatively simple, and almost everyone in the country understands the principle.

As a result, shopkeeper Liu was astonished by Lu Si and directly chose to cooperate.

In fact, this thing can be turned into a business, but Lu Si is too lazy to do it. Besides, it is easy to imitate this thing. Maybe someone will learn it someday. He doesn't have the heart to care about it.

"Not bad, how many copies can be printed in a day now?" Lu Si closed the book and asked.

"If you work hard, it's not difficult to print hundreds of copies a day."

Shopkeeper Liu said something, and then said with a bitter face: "It's just that Mr. Lu's book is beautiful, but no one buys it."

"Nobody bought it?"

Lu Si frowned, and after thinking about it, she understood a little.

Nowadays, there are few people who buy books, and most of them are poems and poems. No one really pays attention to such "shocking" novels.

"There's no rush for the book. Someone will buy it in the future." Lu Si said.

No one buys books now, one is that they don't recognize this kind of novels, and the other is that they haven't made a name for themselves yet. When his storytelling attracts more and more people's attention, the book will naturally sell.

"How much do you charge?" Lu Si asked.

"How about a price of two hundred Wen?" shopkeeper Liu gritted his teeth.

"Two hundred Wen? It's a bit expensive." Lu Si frowned.

How much is a tael of silver, and this shopkeeper Liu actually sells two hundred Wen, who would be willing to spend two hundred Wen to buy a novel.

"This is already very cheap. You must know that in the past, a book cost at least two taels of silver to start."

Shopkeeper Liu complained endlessly.

"Don't think I don't know. With movable type printing, you can print as many books as you want. You can still make money at a maximum of [-] Wen, or I will find someone else."

Lu Si didn't know what he was thinking, so he directly lowered the price, and he still hoped to improve his progress by selling books.

"Fifty Wen?"

Shopkeeper Liu yelled: "It's impossible! At least 150 Wen, otherwise I won't even be able to supply the paper!"

Lu Si turned and left.

"Oh, Mr. Lu, don't leave, one hundred Wen is the most! You have to make me a little bit of money too!"

Shopkeeper Liu stamped his feet and shouted.

Only then did Lu Si turn around: "If you don't promise earlier, you will get it."

One hundred coins is just one hundred coins. After all, it is not as compared to the previous life, and the paper here is also ridiculously expensive. One hundred coins is probably his limit.

"Then it's settled like this. The profits of the books sold will be [-]% and [-]% of the profit. Don't think about it, I will come to you when there is less than one point."

Lu Si said coldly.

"How dare I touch Mr. Lu's money."

Shopkeeper Liu hurriedly apologized, and took out the paper with a heartbroken heart.

The two signed and pledged, and the matter was considered settled.

"Don't put on a bitter face. Letting you sell books will naturally benefit you. Don't worry, the novel will sell well in a few days."

Lu Si gave him a reassurance, he can be said to have full confidence in the novel.

"Then it's Mr. Lu's auspicious words." Shopkeeper Liu said with a smile.

After finishing the matter of books, Lu Si was somewhat relieved.

He has been working on this book for several days, and now it is finally done. After all, it is related to the system, and he cannot tolerate any mistakes, so he must be more cautious.

After leaving the bookstore, Lu Si was not in a hurry to return to the inn.

Instead, they wandered the streets.

"Mr. Lu, did you come out so early today?"

"Mr. Lu, do you want to sit up? Chunxiang has been looking forward to you for a long time."

"Look, Chunxiang is even shy!"

Passing by brothels and restaurants, many people in twos and threes greeted him.

Upstairs next to it, a gorgeous woman was leaning on the window curtain, protruding her head and smiling coquettishly, which caused the girl in the green long dress to blush and bow her head, but her big watery eyes couldn't help but look at Lu Si below.

Lu Si raised her head and smiled back, the shy girl ran in as if fleeing.

A few sisters around giggled and couldn't help making a few words of flirtation.

No matter at this time, or in the ancient times of the previous life, scholars are always unavoidable to be looked at highly.

Although in today's holy dynasty, the literary arts are weak and the martial arts are rampant, and even though Lu Si has not obtained any fame, he is born with a good skin, which makes him quite popular with women.

In addition, the storytelling in the inn recently has also made Lu Si famous, so it naturally attracts attention.

If he hadn't been sick since he was a child, and kept himself clean, I'm afraid he would have had a few romantic encounters.

Of course, Lu Si did not despise these girls just because they were brothel girls.

In this era of chastity, who would choose to humiliate himself if he had no choice?

It's just that they were sold into brothels since they were young, or were demoted to officials' wives, and they have been reduced to prostitution since then, and they can't get rid of it.

Compared with the self-sacrifice and depravity of later generations, these women are really much better.

At least, this is not their original intention.

Lu Si turned her head and left with a smile on her lips.

(End of this chapter)