This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 43 The Young Master is So Naughty

"First time meeting you, young lady. My manuscript..."

Bi'er was awakened by this, looked at him shyly, and quickly closed the door.

This guy actually touched her head...

Liu Chujian said softly, "I went to ask today. I originally wanted you to go and discuss it yourself, but..."

Luo Zijun said: "Miss, please feel free to speak."

Liu Chujian was a little embarrassed: "The other party said that this is your first time publishing a book and they have never heard of your name, so even though the story is well written, they are only willing to pay two hundred taels of silver..."

"Two hundred taels?"

Luo Zijun frowned.

Two hundred taels is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for him now.

It is also a huge sum of money for my sister and brother-in-law.

But it was still a little short of the price he had in mind.

But he also understands.

It was my first time writing a book and it was unknown.

It's already very good that they are willing to pay to buy it out.

Seeing him frown, Liu Chujian quickly said softly, "Don't worry, sir. I haven't agreed. I also think the price is too low, so I plan to go to other bookstores to ask when I have time. Of course, if you have time, you can also go and ask yourself, so as not to think that I am deceiving you."

Luo Zijun said: "Don't say that when we first meet, young lady. If I didn't trust you, why would I be the first one to ask you for help?"

Think for a moment.

He decided: "Two hundred taels is fine. It's my first time writing, so it doesn't matter if it's cheaper."

Mainly, he still has a lot of stories here.

Only after this book has shown results will we be able to negotiate the price with confidence.

Liu Chujian frowned slightly: "Sir, are you sure? Two hundred taels is really a bit..."

"It's okay, we'll talk about the next book."

Luo Zijun said calmly: "Publish one first and see the effect."

Liu Chujian's eyes lit up: "Sir, are you ready to continue writing?"

Luo Zijun said: "Of course, I also need to earn money to study."

Liu Chujian was slightly startled, looked at him deeply, and said softly: "Then I'll do as you say, sir. It'll be two hundred taels. When this book sells well, it will be much easier for you to negotiate the price. I think this book will definitely be liked by many people."

"Lend me some good words from the girl."

Luo Zijun thanked him and asked, "Did you bring the contract?"

Liu Chujian smiled bitterly and said, "No, I thought you wouldn't agree, so... tomorrow, you can come back tomorrow night, and I'll prepare the contract."

Luo Zijun nodded: "Then I'll trouble you, young lady."

After a pause, he continued, "By the way, is there anything the girl likes?"

After getting the silver, he would naturally thank this person.

In addition to giving some compensation, you may also need to buy some gifts.

"The things I love?"

Liu Chujian was slightly startled, then smiled bitterly and shook her head gently: "I live in this attic every day, what can I like? At most, I like to read a book and stand in front of the window to look at the scenery outside."

"Ok."

Seeing this, Luo Zijun didn't ask any more questions.

Just buy some gifts when the time comes.

"That……"

He was ready to leave.

Liu Chujian said softly, "If you want to write more books, I hope you can show it to me first, okay?"

Luo Zijun nodded: "Of course, I will ask for your help in the future."

Liu Chujian suddenly remembered: "By the way, if you publish a book, do you want to use your own name?"

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said, "No, just give me a random name."

He didn't dare let his sister and brother-in-law know about this kind of book.

Liu Chujian said, "If you write your own name, you can use the scholar's nameplate to stamp it. Then, your fame will grow, which will be very beneficial to your future."

Luo Zijun knew that the scholar's nameplate could be used as a seal.

However, he really doesn't want to be famous.

Especially after discovering that the so-called literary energy cannot be cultivated.

"No need, girl, just help me pick a name. You can call it A Mao A Gou, Xiao Zhu Heng Heng, Bi'er Lu'er or anything else will be fine."

"Pfft..."

Bi'er on the side laughed again, quickly covered her mouth, and hummed softly: "You should call him Mr. Urinary Frequency."

"Ok?"

Luo Zijun looked at her.

Bier quickly lowered her head and turned away, her little face flushed, and she dared not say another word.

"You can also call me Chu Jian."

Luo Zijun said again.

Liu Chujian was slightly startled, and her fair and beautiful face was immediately stained with two light blushes. She whispered, "How can that be possible..."

"Okay, let's call it First Encounter."

Luo Zijun made the decision immediately.

The girl helped me publish a book, and I helped her become famous.

Seeing that it was getting late, he did not linger any longer and said, "Then I'm sorry to trouble you with this matter, young lady. I have to go home for dinner, so I won't bother you anymore."

"Farewell."

After saying that, he left directly.

Liu Chujian opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he saw that he had already opened the door and left quickly.

Bi'er pouted and said, "Look, Miss, you come and go as you please. You come and ask about the manuscript, and then leave. That's too much."

Liu Chujian was stunned for a moment and looked at the manuscript in his hand.

"Miss, how about writing your name?"

Bi'er blinked her eyes and whispered, "If this book becomes famous, Miss's name will be even more famous! Then we can make a lot of money to pay off our debts and redeem ourselves!"

"Practice ink."

After pondering for a moment, Liu Chujian seemed to have made up his mind.

"Yes, ma'am."

Bier quickly took out the writing brush, inkstone and began to grind the ink.

Liu Chujian sat down at the table, slowly spread out the manuscript in his hand, and looked at the lines of text on it.

After a while.

She picked up the pen with her bare hands, dipped it in ink, and wrote three small characters in beautiful calligraphy.

"Jun...first meeting?"

"Luo Zijun, this is the first time I've seen you ...... this is the first time I've seen you..."

Bi'er murmured it again and looked at her: "Miss, you won't..."

"What nonsense?" Liu Chujian glared at her and said, "I don't have any other meaning, I just think that Mr. Luo's name should be added."

Bi'er blinked her eyes: "But Miss, I didn't say anything, how could I be talking nonsense? I didn't say that Miss had any other intentions, why are you so nervous?"

"You... want to be beaten!"

Liu Chujian put down his pen and was about to strangle her.

Beau cackled and ran off.

The sun has just set.

When Luo Zijun returned home, dinner was just ready.

While eating, the family asked him about his visit to the academy.

"As long as everything goes well."

After listening to this, Li Zhengshan nodded with a smile on his face.

"Today I went to the government office and told them that Zijun was admitted to West Lake Academy as an exception, but those bastards didn't believe me and said I was bragging."

Luo Jiaorong glared at him and said, "You love to brag! Stop bragging outside and keep a low profile, understand?"

Li Zhengshan picked up some food and said, "Oh, I don't know who couldn't sleep this morning and rushed to Aunt Wang's place to show off, making Aunt Wang so angry that she closed her stall and went home early."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Humph! Who told her to look down on our Zijun? She didn't give me a cent of the promised red envelope!"

Luo Jiaorong didn't feel she was wrong.

Li Zhengshan gave her a chicken leg and advised: "Auntie Wang works in the sun and wind every day, and it's not easy for her to make money. You are asking for her life for two taels of silver, so don't scare her."

Luo Jiaorong snorted coldly, passed the chicken leg to Luo Zijun again, and said, "I just wanted to scare her. Who would want her money? Every time I buy fruit there, she is stingy and doesn't even give me half an ounce of silver. How could I dare to ask her for two ounces of silver? If I really asked, I guess she would be so heartbroken that she would hang herself when she goes home that night."

The couple was talking.

Luo Zijun passed the chicken leg to Xiaohuan who was standing by and serving her.

Luo Jiaorong took a look and smiled: "Xiao Huan, I told you not to be so polite, just sit down and eat. We don't treat you as a slave, we treat you as one of our own."

Xiao Huan still stood, lowered her head and said: "This servant... This servant likes to stand..."

Luo Jiaorong had no choice but to stop forcing it.

after eating.

Luo Jiaorong and Xiaohuan cleaned up the dishes.

Li Zhengshan was tired after a day of work. After drinking a little wine, he went back to his room drunk and went to sleep.

Luo Zijun went to the backyard to practice boxing.

Now he has no other martial arts to practice and can only practice Taizu Changquan.

With internal strength, you can punch with great force.

The action, force, speed and momentum of the punch were clearly different from before.

The road to Xiuwen is temporarily blocked.

Then, I can only practice martial arts hard.

After all, this world is still very dangerous, and there may be monsters and demons everywhere.

After several rounds of Taizu Changquan, he was already sweating.

After taking a shower, Fang returned to the room.

There was an oil lamp lit in the room, and the light was dim.

The little girl had also taken a bath and was wearing a new nightgown. She was sitting by the bed with her head down and legs together, waiting for him obediently.

Her long black hair also fell down, and the pink bellyband on her chest was faintly visible. When she heard him come into the room, her face immediately flushed.

"Xiao Huan, if you are tired, go to sleep first. I still need to be busy for a while."

Luo Zijun glanced at her, walked to the table and sat down, thinking about what book to write next.

I can't really write "Jin Ping Mei" or something like that.

You can write.

These days, not only outside bookstores sell that kind of books, he has also seen them in the library of West Lake Academy.

And those written were more explicit and even came with beautiful pictures.

but……

He still felt somewhat ashamed.

After all, after he finished writing, he had to let the girl he met for the first time read it.

"Hmm? Let's write "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" first."

After thinking for a while, he decided to write a few safe and serious books first.

Let’s talk about it after you become famous.

"Sir, let me help you grind the ink..."

When Xiaohuan saw that he was about to write, she hurried over, picked up the ink block and helped grind the ink.

The little maid had a faint floral scent after bathing, and her tender face was stained with two blushes. Under the light, she looked delicate and lovely, like a flower bud that had just bloomed.

The footsteps outside the door quietly left.

Apparently, my sister was eavesdropping outside the door again.

Luo Zijun was speechless. He spread out the rice paper on the table, picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write.

"Xiao Huan, can you read?"

"Your servant...Your servant knows a little bit..."

"Know? Then what do these words of mine say?"

"Golden plum blossom..."

"I do. But how can you, a little maid, know how to read?"

"I...I was not a maid before..."

"Huh? Could it be some rich girl?"

"No... No, I was... I was a little girl, not a servant girl..."

"..."