The prince does not fight for the heir

Chapter 19
Fu Xuechen was puzzled: "How much money can I get for selling words? Are you still short of pocket money? Didn't your parents give you enough monthly money?"

"It's not just about money!" Fu Yuchen said anxiously: "How can I enjoy such a wonderful story for myself? It must be spread so that everyone knows it. It's better for every household within the empire to sing it!"

Fu Xuechen was still puzzled: "Is this trying to seek fame? Do you want to make your name known to everyone in the world that you are the author of the story? Then you are really bold, and you are not afraid that Dad will beat your ass if he finds out."

Fu Yuchen rolled his eyes: "Have you ever seen a person who writes his real name and surname carelessly in a storybook? Naturally, he will use a pseudonym. Keep it secret. God knows you know me, so how can parents know? Alright! Don't worry about why I am, just think that I want to earn some private money, and you will hand over this book to Guan Enming and Zhang Chuyang for me, and ask them to help sell it, and you will get [-]% for every ten books sold, and you don't need anything else Take care!"

Fu Xuechen thought for a while, he just provided the story, the story was written by Fu Yuchen, and his friend was in charge of selling it, and Fu Yuchen took care of it after three months if something went wrong, and easily distributed the interest, No matter how you look at it, it's a good deal, so I agreed.

The two immediately discussed the pricing of the script, as well as the distribution of profits between the two. Fu Yuchen [-]%, Fu Xuechen [-]%, Guan Enming, Zhang Chuyang and other dealers negotiated, and the pen name of the author of the script was "Mr. Liaozhai". "etc.

After the discussion was settled, Fu Xuechen ate the snacks on the table, put the booklet of Xinhua in his arms, and brought the business plan of earning pocket money, and under the expectant watch of Fu Yuchen, ended the meeting between the two of them that day.

The next day, Fu Xuechen carried the Liao Zhai story book in his bosom, and went to Mingde Hall in the palace as usual, planning to wait until after school in the afternoon to go to Guozixue to find Zhang Chuyang or Guan Enming, and discuss the matter of selling the story book to make money and share profits.

In fact, it is also a way to make money by printing and distributing this script to an outside bookstore, but in that case, the money earned is the money of ordinary people, and the bookstore will give the author tens of taels to more than a hundred taels at once depending on the quality of the script. For the buyout fee, no bookstore will take the route of publishing dividends.

Due to the lack of copyright awareness, there are too many pirated copies these days, and the genuine ones are completely unprotected. No matter how powerful the new scripts are, they can only make the bookstore a profit. Soon there will be all kinds of books on the market. Kind of piracy.

Therefore, for a new author, even if the quality of the story book is high-quality, it is just a one-shot deal in the bookstore.

Even if the author of the book is very famous and has done business with the bookstore, he only enjoys an extra fixed fee like a monthly subscription.

This is not the case with the private channel of Guozixue.

There must be 2000 scholars gathered here, and those who like to read scripts account for the majority, and most of those who can enter Guozixue are rich people. Few people will complain that the price is unaffordable.

Everyone is very self-conscious about giving money, and there are very few shameless white girls, who lose face without moral integrity.

On the whole, this income is much higher than that of the scripts printed by the bookstore, and it can also earn word of mouth and reputation at the same time. In the future, it will not delay taking it to the bookstore to make a second profit. This is how Guozixue students make money writing scripts right way.

Today's Mingde Hall is still taught by Li Tao and Li Hanlin, and the Bachelor Ji did not come.

Li Hanlin is a gentle, conscientious and good-natured person, and he is very patient with the students. He meticulously implements the curriculum formulated by the Bachelor of Ji University, supervises the students to review and recite, and explains the new courses to the students who have passed the homework. Strict requirements for classroom discipline.

This is very NICE!

Fu Xuechen passed the test easily, and came back with a new section of text delineated by Li Hanlin. After going through it a little bit twice, he confidently threw the textbook away, took out the Liao Zhai story book from his arms, and pretended to read it. She was curious about how Fu Yuchen wrote Lu Pan's story.

"Are you watching...?"

The sixth prince Yoon Zuo came back from Li Hanlin's side after reciting the book, and immediately noticed the trickery at the same table, and his expression was weird.

"Hush!" Fu Xuechen hurriedly made a silent gesture to him. Although Li Hanlin is a gentleman and can be bullied, he must maintain superficial respect.

"..." Yoon Zuo was speechless, he realized that his companion was born smart and could read very easily, and it only takes a moment for this person to master the knowledge that others need to put in a lot of effort, which is almost a superficial look. Unforgettable, amazing comprehension.

But this person actually doesn't like to study, and always pretends to pass the test with great difficulty in front of his husband. He doesn't care whether he appreciates it or not, and he doesn't want to strive to be the best among the crowd, but he is afraid that his husband will give him extra homework progress .

It's even better now, actually disguised the storybook as a textbook, and openly read it under the nose of the teacher in class.

Yun Zuo couldn't help but put his head closer, and watched a few paragraphs with Fu Xuechen, but unexpectedly, he was attracted by it.

The few paragraphs he saw happened to be about the Confucian scholar Zhu Erdan disliking his wife for being ugly, so Lu Pan boasted to him that he could make her wife look like a fairy, so that he could wait at home and wait for him in the middle of the night. Come over at three o'clock...

"Ah... what kind of story is this?" Yun Zuo was very interested for a moment, and quickly asked in a low voice.

When Fu Xuechen was approached by him, he felt uncomfortable for a long time, so he simply stuffed the entire story book into his hand: "You can read it yourself! I have read it."

Yoon Zuo wanted to remind himself not to be distracted, but to study hard and make progress, but this story segment is really arresting, if you don’t know what’s going on, you’ll always feel worried, and you won’t be able to concentrate on learning, so you have to comfort yourself, the booklet doesn’t count It's too thick, and it takes a little time to read it. It's better to finish reading it, and then you won't delay your study.

Then he took the script and quickly returned to the home page, starting with the title and author, and read it from beginning to end.

Most of the stories in Liao Zhai are not long, and Lu Pan is considered a small novella among them. When school is over at noon, Yoon Zuo just saw the ending.

"What a good story!" Yun Zuo praised greatly: "Who is Mr. Liao Zhai? I have never heard of this person. Could it be that he is a new author who has just emerged recently? With Liaozhai as the main topic, there seems to be more than one Lu judge. , do you have other works by him?"

Fu Xuechen smiled: "Of course I have! But, before I write it, Mr. Liao Zhai is me...well, my pen name."

He almost said "my brother", but he realized immediately that he was playing Fu Yuchen now, and when the two brothers and sisters exchanged their identities in the future, it would be the author who appeared in front of the sixth prince.

Yoon Zuo was startled: "You? You wrote it?!"

Fu Xuechen nodded, and hurriedly warned: "Don't tell it, it's not good to let others know. If it gets to my father, I will be beaten."

Yoon Zuo was sweating profusely, but still very loyally agreed to keep the secret for this person. Although he was still immersed in the shock that his reading companion could write a script, and it was such a wonderful and beautiful script, he thought carefully about this humanistic story. The amazing answer sheet on the day of the test, but I felt it was taken for granted.

(End of this chapter)