Nongmen Spring: Hot lady flirting with foolish husband

Chapter 237 Value

The shopkeeper had already seen the booklet of real words, but he still refused to believe it in his heart, so he took the booklet of Jiang Wen's words and carefully read a few pages.

I don't know if I don't read it, but I saw that it was really a storybook. Although the words were not strong enough, they were better than neat words. He flipped through two pages of the story, and the writing was quite interesting.

Look at the little girl in front of her again, how old is she to know how to love and love?

What's more, these scriptures have always been the imagination of those down-and-out scholars. How could such a clear-eyed little girl write them?
The shopkeeper put away his contempt, and I will not comment on whether the book is well written. Just saying that this little girl has the courage and ability to write such a thick book at such a young age is enough to make the shopkeeper look sideways. .

"Little girl, do you know that if you write this book, someone will accept it, and let's see if your writing is good, whether it is worth publishing it, and whether there is any profit to be made?"

Hearing what the shopkeeper said, Jiang Wen knew about these things, and he was very happy. If the shopkeeper helped him, he might sell the book he wrote.

"I don't understand, but you said it, uncle shopkeeper, so I know now, does uncle know where to collect these notebooks?"

Jiang Wen looked at him with a smile, waiting for his answer, his eyes were as bright as the stars at night, shining brightly.

The shopkeeper of Shumoxuan guessed himself when he saw her so smart, and he was already very calm. When he met her expectant eyes, somehow, he couldn't bear to refuse.

"Forget it, if you trust me, just leave this notebook in my shop first, and then accept it when I see what value it has?"

Jiang Wen thought for a while and nodded in agreement.It's not that she is brave, but that Shu Moxuan's shop is worth more than her own book, and it's here, and she can't escape.

And if I have no idea and no way out, even if I take it back, it will take more effort than this, and I may not be able to find such an opportunity.

Moreover, the reputation of Shumoxuan shop is here, and I am not afraid that people will steal my story after they have taken a fancy to it.Considering the price, Jiang Wen agreed.

"Then thank you, Uncle, for coming. If you can read this book and are willing to introduce me, then go to Liuxiang Building to find a guy named Fu Yuan, and ask him to send me a message.

Or, after three to five days, I will come again, and you can give me a letter of approval when the time comes."

The shopkeeper thought for a while, this book is not too thick, it can be read in at most two days, whether it is worth it or not, then there will definitely be a judgment.

"Why don't you come back three days later, no matter what the result is, I will give you an explanation?"

That's fine, after all, Fu Yuan is working in a restaurant, and it's inconvenient to always send messages to him. Without doubt, Jiang Wen agreed.

"Here are two storybooks, one is 'The Story of the Gold Hairpin', and the other is 'The Marriage of the Finger Pulp', you can see how they are written." Jiang Wen handed the two storybooks to the shopkeeper, earnestly asked.

The shopkeeper took the two storybooks and put them next to the counter where she was sitting, which was regarded as accepting what she entrusted.

Walking out of Shumoxuan, Jiang Wen was in a great mood, like the dazzling sunshine in the sky, full of inflated enthusiasm.

But when I got home, I found that my mother seemed to be waiting for me, and then I thought that I not only took the script that I wrote later, but also secretly took away the script that my mother took away. Wen couldn't help feeling guilty.

(End of this chapter)