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  Chapter 444 Gaining popularity

  A few days ago, Victor called and said he would come over in a few days.

   Now, he has opened up the market for ground vegetables, so when he heard that this year's ground vegetables had been harvested and processed, he hurried over here.

  It was already dark in Bishui County, where I arrived last night, so I rushed here early this morning.

   There is also a pair of Leo and Ruth, these two guys, in fact, have nothing to do with them, mainly because the last time I came here, I was a little addicted to eating, drinking and having fun.

  Accompanying them was only a small car driver from the County Commercial Bureau, who pulled them over early in the morning.

  Liu Qingshan went up to meet them, and hugged them one by one. Ruth also picked up the fourth and fifth, and kissed them a few times, making the faces of the two little girls all covered with lipstick marks.

   "Liu, what are you doing here? Is it a ceremony?"

  Leo looked at the flower crowns on Liu Ying and the others, feeling a little curious.

   Ruth also blinked: "It can't be the Olympic olive branch wreath, it's so beautiful, I want to wear it too."

   "It's nothing to do with you, this is Teacher's Day, a gift from the children to the three teachers."

  Liu Qingshan knows that Ruth is not very in tune. Is there any Olympic village held in the village? Do you really think it is the Olympic village?

  The three foreigners finally understood, and Victor nodded repeatedly: "Liu, this shows that your country attaches great importance to education. It just so happens that I also have a gift for you here."

  Send me a present?

  Liu Qingshan blinked, not understanding what Victor meant.

  Victor took out a backpack from the car, opened the zipper, then yanked out something, and stretched it out in front of Liu Qingshan.

   "I thought it was something, it turned out to be a book, what's all the fuss about it." Liu Qingshan couldn't understand the brain circuit of foreigners.

  Victor pulled up his Mediterranean hairstyle: "Liu, will you be happy if you change it to a bundle of banknotes?"

   "No, I'm happier with this Titanic."

  Liu Qingshan had already seen the title of the book, so he took it.

  When he met Victor for the first time, Liu Qingshan told him the story in the script. As a result, Victor, an old literary youth, actually wrote the book and printed it.

   "Liu, I'm very happy to see your reaction, which proves that you are not a layman." Victor said boastfully.

  Liu Qingshan curled his lips: "A profiteer like you is still qualified to talk about art?"

  Victor is not ashamed: "Liu, money will always serve art. Anyway, this is our work, after all, it is true?"

our product?

  Look at the signature of Liu Qingshan, in addition to Victor's long list of names, there is also a line of pinyin: QingshanLiu.

  Hey, you guy, why did you put my name on it?

  Liu Qingshan felt relieved when he looked at the smug Victor.

   Well, let’s just consider it to satisfy the hobbies of an old literary youth. Anyway, this kind of novel is probably just for self-entertainment, and it’s the type of gift to relatives and friends by the way.

   Don’t watch movies that are so popular, but novels, such old-fashioned stories, who likes to read them?

Victor, on the other hand, seemed more excited: "Liu, our book is very popular, and it has been on sale since September 1st. When I came, more than 800,000 copies had been sold. It is estimated that it may have exceeded 100,000 copies in the past few days." Thousands of volumes."

   "Liu, the manuscript fee should be a lot of money at that time. We both have similar contributions, so we should divide the money equally."

  When it comes to money, Victor's true nature is immediately exposed, and his eyes are so happy that his pupils have turned into dollar signs.

  Liu Qingshan was a little enlightened: ten days, more than one million copies, how is this possible, is Victor really a great writer who was delayed by business?

  He casually flipped through a few pages and read, it was in English, as if that was the case.

  The distance from the old Mr. Victor Hugo is like the difference between the appearance and heart of the bell ringer Quasimodo in Notre Dame de Paris, and the difference in writing level.

   It can sell 100,000 copies a day, even if Liu Qingshan is killed.

   Could it be that Victor, in order to become famous, pays for it himself?

  Anyway, Liu Qingshan can't figure it out, even if the current writers' overall level has declined, they can't be like riding a slide.

  Victor looked at Liu Qingshan's unbelievable expression, and the smile on his face became brighter. Then he took out another newspaper from his bag with a smile and handed it to Liu Qingshan.

   This is the Times, and Liu Qingshan quickly found a piece of news in a prominent position:

  The wreck of the Titanic was discovered.

  Look at the time in the newspaper, it is September 1st.

  Liu Qingshan seems to understand a little bit: The reason why Victor's book became popular is because of the popularity of this news.

   I don't know if it means this guy got lucky, or is it that this guy has a good marketing method?

  In fact, Huaxia only mentioned this news in the news for more than ten seconds.

  But in those countries in Europe and the United States, it is overwhelming and has become the hottest topic.

   Just at this time, a novel describing the sinking of the Titanic was published. Now it’s ready, it greatly satisfies people’s curiosity, and they have paid for it.

  Victor is still a little self-aware. The first edition only printed 50,000 copies, but it sold out within a day.

  So I hurriedly reprinted it, which took a few days, otherwise, I would have sold more.

  After figuring out the situation, Liu Qingshan was also very happy: I didn't have to put in any effort, just move my mouth, tell a story, and get a large amount of manuscript fees. Such a good thing is hard to find with a lantern.

  So he led Victor and the others home. Teacher Liu Ying and the others went to Qingshan Town to attend the teacher conference with great excitement.

  When I arrived at Liu Qingshan's house, I greeted my family, and Leo didn't see him at all: "Liu, I want brains for breakfast."

  Liu Qingshan blinked: You are a zombie, you still want to eat brains?

  The little fourth child next to him smiled and corrected: "It's tofu brain."

   Then I have to go to the tofu shop to see if there is any soy milk left. Lin Zhi took the basin to the tofu shop in the village.

  When Gao Xuexue heard that the novel co-authored by Liu Qingshan and others was published abroad, and it sold millions of copies in a short period of time, his jaw almost dropped in shock, and he quickly took a copy, ready to read it.

   It's just that his English is so bad that he can't understand it.

  Liu Qingshan told him the general outline of the story and translated a few pages.

  Gao Wenxue couldn't help pushing his glasses with his hands, and looked at Liu Qingshan suspiciously: "Sanfeng, is your translation level too bad?"

   "Haha, Victor, did you hear that, that's what a writer gave you."

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help but laugh too.

   Then he comforted Gao Wenxue: "Brother-in-law, you can create with peace of mind. I will definitely find a good translator for you in the future, and get your work published abroad. Maybe you can even win the Nobel Prize in Literature."

   Facts have proved that a good translator is very important, and the first Chinese writer who won a literary award must have a deep understanding.

   "I dare not think about the Nobel Prize. If I can win the Mao Dun Literature Award, I will be content!"

  Gao Wenxue waved his hand, and then returned the book to Liu Qingshan. He really has no interest in reading this kind of book.

   And Victor doesn't care, he still knows what level he is.

  But times make heroes, isn’t luck also part of strength?

When Victor and the others were at Liu Qingshan’s house, tasting delicious brains... no, delicious tofu brains, a man named James Cameron was also reading Wei Liu’s book with great interest on the other side of the ocean. The masterpiece of the two.

   "Oh, James, is there any new movie coming up?"

  A Hollywood producer greeted him affectionately.

   Just last year, Cameron turned out to be a new big director in Hollywood with his film "The Terminator". Many investors are waving money, hoping to win his favor.

   Cameron shook the book in his hand: "This story is very interesting. I want to put it on the screen, but the premise is that a large ship with the same proportion as the Titanic must be built first."

   "James, your idea is too crazy, no investor would do this."

  The producer shook his head vigorously.

   Cameron also felt a little unrealistic, but this seed had already taken root deeply in his heart.

   After breakfast, Liu Qingshan and Victor went to the wild vegetable factory. Seeing the bags of carefully packaged ground vegetables, the smile on Victor's face became even brighter.

   "Liu, you know, as a newly promoted best-selling author, I am also a person of status now, which is very helpful for our business."

  Although Liu Qingshan disagreed, he had to admit it.

  In the past, when Victor went to high-end restaurants to promote, he might be kicked out.

   But it is different now, he is also a person of status, and anyone who sees him has to be polite.

  Sometimes, fame is really a good thing.

  So he said cheerfully: "The ingredients promoted by the great writer must be more high-end and the price is higher. Therefore, my dear Mr. Victor, the great writer, this year, the price of the land dish is doubled."

  Victor rolled his eyes at him: "Liu, don't you want your royalties?"

   "Then increase it by ten percent."

  Liu Qingshan is also asking for a lot of money, this time it is his original intention.

   "Deal, happy cooperation."

  Victor shook hands with Liu Qingshan happily, and then said: "Liu, I am looking forward to cooperating with you in literature. Do you have any good ideas now?"

  Liu Qingshan coughed twice: "Victor, let's talk about wild vegetables, people can't be lucky every time."

  Victor shrugged helplessly: "Okay, then I will do my best to manage this book first, how can I hype it up again, Liu, just say that a big director is interested, how about preparing to adapt it into a movie?"

   I have to say that although Victor is a scumbag in writing, he definitely has a bit of a master in terms of marketing.

  Liu Qingshan nodded: "You can find a director named James Cameron to try, he should be interested."

   "The Terminator?"

  Victor showed off his biceps, but unfortunately they were all soft.

  Sisters Liu Wenjing and Liu Wenjuan, who were accompanying them, could not understand what they were talking about. Whether they were speaking English or Chinese, they were all confused.

  But just so confused, the business was successfully negotiated, and it was the most profitable business after the sale of morels in the spring.

  Last year, the price of dried ground vegetables was as high as 100 U.S. dollars per catty, and this year it has increased by 10%, which is 110 U.S. dollars.

   Moreover, the number of ground vegetables this year has doubled compared to last year. On the one hand, there are three brigades including Dingjiagou to help collect them.

   There are two other sources of support: one is from Hai Dagui's side, and the other is from Longjiang's partner, that is, Wangjiaweizi.

  Liu Qingshan had already told the village head there, Wang, that he would come to harvest the land vegetables, and he just brought them back with a truck a few days ago.

  All are dried ground vegetables that have been dried in the sun. After cleaning and packaging, they can be sold outside.

  Seeing that the Wild Vegetable Factory has earned 620,000 US dollars just for the field vegetables, the Liu sisters panicked: Is this true?

   "Half of the points will go out." Liu Qingshan smiled at the two sisters.

   Here, basically a lot has to be allocated to the Jiapigou Cooperative and other suppliers, and half of it will be good.

  This money is really timely for Liu Qingshan.

  Yang Hongying has been making arrangements several times these days. She is going to set up a branch factory in Jinmen, but she suffers from lack of money.

   It is estimated that with this foreign exchange, and in the name of a joint venture, no matter which city you go to, people will treat you as a master.

  Of course, if Yang Hongying goes there, she definitely can't be an uncle, so she should be an aunt.

  Thinking about it, Liu Qingshan couldn't help shaking his head: Spend the money you earn, and even plan to spend the money you don't get. Is this really good?

  At this moment, Victor's voice came from next to his ear: "Liu, has your monkey wine started mass production this year? Can you give me the sales agency right?"

  Hearing this, even Leo and Ruth couldn't help swallowing a few times. They tasted monkey wine once, and they still feel endless aftertaste when they think about it.

   "It's monkey wine."

  Liu Qingshan corrected it again, and then continued: "I didn't get much, at most it's 18,000 catties, and it hasn't been opened yet, so I don't know how it is."

  Fruit wine needs a period of time to ferment, and it can only be drunk after the spring of the next year at the earliest.

  Victor was quite dissatisfied when he heard this: "Liu, when will you give me the monkey wine for sale, and when will I pay you part of the manuscript fee, haha."

  The settlement of manuscript fees has a cycle, and it will take at least a few months, so Victor's words are actually a joke.

   "Don't worry, our cooperation has been very pleasant so far, so Monkey Wine will definitely be entrusted to you as an agent." Liu Qingshan also made a verbal promise.

  He feels that Victor still has some tricks, and he will definitely become a big supplier in the future.

  They shook hands here, and Leo next to him finally couldn't hold back: "Oh, I have to wait a few months before I can taste the monkey wine. That's a kind of torture."

  Liu Qingshan couldn't help being overjoyed: "If you are not afraid of being scratched by monkeys, go to the Immortal Cave now, and maybe you can steal some real monkey wine."

really?

  Victor and Leo looked at each other, their eyes became extremely firm, and they said in unison: "Liu, lead the way!"

  (end of this chapter)