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Chapter 28 The First Pot of Gold
Luoyang is very far away from Jiangnan, and it takes more than a month to travel back and forth by horseback.

Tang Zhao naturally couldn't wait foolishly, so within this month, she wrote more than a dozen chapters of the storybook.

"Girl, when White Snake revealed her true form, she scared Xu Xian to death. What will happen to White Snake and the baby in her belly?" Qiuyu was very worried about White Snake.

Tang Zhao ignored her and concentrated on drawing the bow and shooting the arrow.

A few days ago, when she was reorganizing the warehouse, she found that among the Song family's dowry sent back by the Ministry of Rites, there were several weapons suitable for women. Tang Zhao tried them one by one and finally chose the bow and arrow.

In her previous life, in order to integrate into the social circle of the top society, she spent a lot of money to hire a professional archery coach and horse riding coach, with a fixed three hours of training time every week. After three years, she achieved considerable results.

At this time, Tang Zhao ordered people to make a scarecrow and shoot arrows from a distance of fifty meters.

call out!
As expected, the arrow pierced the floor tile in front of the scarecrow.

Not having enough strength, Gu Ci stood in front of the window and called Zhaohui. After a while, Zhaohui brought two mini stone locks.

Tang Zhao:.
Tang Zhao turned around and saw that the study window was wide open and there was no one there. She rubbed her arms that were numb from the vibration of the bowstring, and with a sad face, she began to throw the stone lock under the friendly guidance of Zhaohui.

Dongmei was very happy and followed the girl in practicing with great vigor.

At the end of the day, Tang Zhao felt like his arms were not his own.

At the same time, a letter from the Jiangnan Ming family was delivered to Qingmo Hall by express horse.

After reading the letter from home, Ming felt relieved. After returning to Princess Xuan, she took the contract that was sent with her and went to Bitanyuan.

Tang Zhaoqiang supported her exhausted body to meet her client.

Ming had also heard about Tang Zhao practicing archery, and Nanny Ming had said many inappropriate things to her because of this. Now, seeing how haggard he looked, she felt that Nanny Ming's words had some truth to them.

"Sister-in-law, why are you putting yourself in such a difficult position?" Ming advised. "The palace may not have much else, but it has many guards, all of whom are top-notch experts. Besides, we have our fifth brother here, who will definitely protect you."

Tang Zhaocheng felt sorry for it, but he didn't listen.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Ming came to the point, "I received a letter from home. My father and brother are very supportive of this matter."

Tang Zhao was refreshed, and the pain in his body was much less. "Then it's settled. Let's sign the contract."

Tang Zhao stared at Ming with shining eyes. Ming laughed and Feng Qi handed over the contract. Tang Zhao looked at it and found no problem, so he signed his name and put his fingerprint on it.

From then on, the first transaction was officially completed.

Qiuyu reluctantly handed the written storybook to Fengqi, and she had only read it for the eighth time.

Feng Qi almost didn't catch it.

"I will finish the sequel as soon as possible, at least ten chapters a month," Tang Zhao said with a strong sense of contract.

"I trust my sister-in-law, but although straw paper is cheap, the ink smudges too much," Ming recalled her father and brother's advice. "Let's use rice paper instead."

Ming waved her hand, and another maid behind her presented her with a thick stack of rice paper.

"From now on, the secretary will come to deliver manuscript paper to you every month. You don't need to be frugal."

Tang Zhao agreed with a smile.

"Do you like silver or banknotes, sister-in-law?" The two of them had a better conversation when talking about money.

"Silver!" Tang Zhao said firmly.

"Then I'll send someone to the silver shop to exchange it tomorrow." Ming opened the box and counted the money. "Including the book I have, there are seventeen chapters in total, for a total of one hundred and seventy taels of silver."

Tang Zhao nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Ming stood up and said, "I will send it to my sister-in-law before lunch tomorrow."

Tang Zhao cordially escorted him out of the courtyard. If Ming hadn't repeatedly refused, she would have wanted to send him directly back to Qingmo Hall. This is how respectful you have to be to Party A's father!

The next day, Tang Zhao received a box full of silver ingots as expected.

She took a deep breath. This was the smell of money.

Maybe Tang Zhao was particularly lucky today, as his annual salary, which had been overdue for a month, finally arrived.

A total of three hundred taels of silver.

Thank God, thank the earth, thank fate for giving me wealth!
The wealthy Tang changed his previous stinginess and bought hundreds of kilograms of peanuts and melon seeds, which he fried with seasonings into different flavors. Everyone in the Bitan Courtyard received a big bag.

Gu Ci touched it, and with a snap, the soft peanut skin cracked, revealing the plump white kernel inside.

Salty, crispy, and rich aroma explodes on the tip of your tongue.

It’s quite delicious, Gu Ci thought, and then he looked at the cloth bag on Zhaohui’s waist, which was a whole circle bigger than his, and his mood suddenly became bad.

This woman doesn't even understand the principle of treating everyone equally, yet she can actually write a book?

It's also a miracle.

Tang Zhao couldn't hear Gu Ci's abdominal complaints, and she didn't care even if she did: He's just such a moron and lovesick guy, she only gave him some out of pity!
If it weren't for the system restraining her, she would have wanted to kill Gu Ci with a single blow and put an end to it all.

Tang Zhao wrote storybooks, threw stone locks, and practiced archery every day, and his life was very fulfilling.

In the blink of an eye, March has arrived and spring is coming.

White Snake successfully left the tower, attended her son's wedding banquet, and ascended to heaven with Xu Xian and Xiaoqing.

Tang Zhao wrote down the pen name of Liaozhai Jushi by hand, gave the last copy to Qiuyu to send to Qingmotang, and successfully received the last payment of royalties.

Tang Zhao calculated on her fingers and found that she had written a total of 52 volumes of "The Legend of White Snake", one volume for each episode, which earned her 520 taels of silver.

Thank you, White Lady.

Tang Zhao's fingertips slid across the shiny silver ingot, and he silently thought about what to do with the money.

"Miss, we're losing out." Ever since Qiuyu got the job of snooping around in the teahouse, she'd unconsciously run there every time she left the house to eavesdrop, so she was incredibly well-informed. "'The Legend of the New White Snake' is selling like crazy over in Jiangnan. I heard it's going for three taels a copy, and it's still hard to find one."

"We write for a day, and they make their money back by selling two books."

"Who told us we don't have a shop, connections, or ways?" Tang Zhao scolded. "Don't take on jobs you don't have the skills to do. Envy is a disease, get treatment soon."

Qiuyu didn't dare to complain anymore.

But there's one more thing. "Today, on my way to Qingyin Pavilion, I saw Manager Tang from the front yard of Duke Wei's Mansion. I secretly followed him and saw him go to the innermost house in Yudai Lane."

"There are few people in the alley, so I dare not get too close. However, I have inquired and learned that this Jade Belt Alley is the famous concubine lane in Luoyang. Most of the houses there are occupied by the concubines kept by high-ranking officials."

"Miss, do you think Tang Wen has a mistress?"

"You also said he was a high-ranking official. How could a servant like Tang Wen afford such a thing?" Chunfeng said pointedly. "In my opinion, the only person in the Duke of Wei's mansion who can command Tang Wen and afford to buy a house in Waishi Lane is probably the Duke."

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?" Tang Zhao asked.

Qiuyu swore, "I saw him when I returned to the Duke's Mansion, and I will not make a mistake."

"How long did he stay?"

"Less than an incense stick."

Tang Zhao clenched the silver ingot in his hand and said, "Let's go to the study!"

(End of this chapter)