The book has no strength, the female supporting role just wants to survive

Chapter 202 Letter from Mr. Zhang Ben

"It's been so long, our young lady finally came out, and you told us that she didn't have any. How do you do business?"

The guy kept apologizing. Seeing this, Jiang Tunan shrank his head, because it turned out that it was a debt he owed.

However, Youshizhai has made such a big splash that most readers have already gone to Youshizhai. I didn’t expect that there is still a loyal reader here who has been waiting for my updates.

Why do I feel so guilty all of a sudden?

"Linglong, forget it, don't force him. This only shows that I have bad luck. God has destined that all my expectations will be dashed."

The woman looked a little sad, and Jiang Tunan felt ashamed when he saw it. He could tell that the woman really liked his storybook.

"Sister Xiaonan, look how sad she is~"

Ji Lingyue looked at Jiang Tunan with resentment from the side.

"Write quickly."

"Okay okay."

Jiang Tunan touched his nose awkwardly.

"Do you have any other storybooks here?"

The woman's voice was neither fast nor slow, just like the gurgling of a stream, very comfortable to listen to.

"Miss, we at Mozhuxuan never sold storybooks before. These are all we have now."

"Miss, let's go to Youshizhai and have a look."

Linglong tried to persuade him, but Baili Yanxi shook his head.

"I don't like to read those sour stories. I like this story only because the heroine in this book dares to resist the injustice she encounters and dares to speak out and question..."

Baili Yanxi blankly stroked the large words on the cover of the book. Every time she read this story countless times, she thought, it would be great if she could be as brave as the protagonist.

She really wanted to ask, why is there favoritism? Why should she, as the elder sister, give in to Baili Yanchu in everything? She is only one year older than Baili Yanchu.

"Great minds think alike! I also think that the stories about Youshizhai are sour."

Ji Lingyue hid behind Jiang Tunan and only poked his head out.

"It's a pity that this is a story from a storybook. People outside of the storybook can't have this courage and cheerfulness."

Seeing the sad expression on the woman's face, Jiang Tunan thought for a moment and then turned around and walked towards Wang Er.

"Manager Wang, can I lend you a table and some paper and pen?"

After getting Wang Er's permission, Jiang Tunan sat in a corner and wrote furiously.

"Sister Xiaonan, what are you doing?"

Ji Yiheng also asked,

"Sister Xiaonan, are you going to write it now? I'm afraid it's too late."

How much can be written in such a short time, and it is very likely that the girl will leave before Jiang Tunan finishes writing.

"Ling'er, please keep an eye on her for me. If that girl shows any signs of leaving, please let me know."

"it is good."

Although Ji Lingyue didn't know what Jiang Tunan wanted to do, she believed that Jiang Tunan must have her reasons for doing so.

And if Jiang Tunan is really writing a new script, maybe she can read some of it then.

Seeing Jiang Tunan writing furiously, Ji Yiheng did not continue to dissuade him, but sighed.

"It's nice to be young."

After an unknown amount of time, Baili Yanxi was getting a little tired of watching. Seeing that Baili Yanxi was about to leave, Ji Lingyue immediately reminded him.

"Sister Xiaonan, she's leaving."

“Everything is just right.”

Jiang Tunan stopped writing, blew away the wet ink, and stuffed the written words into the envelope.

"Chunhua, wait for that young lady to leave Mozhuxuan and give it to her, and then say that it was given to her by Mr. Mozhuxuan Huaben."

Chunhua took the envelope and followed him out. Ji Yiheng was curious and asked,

"What did Xiaonan write?"

Ji Lingyue also looked at Jiang Tunan with curiosity, and Jiang Tunan smiled knowingly.

"Guess."

On the other side, as soon as Baili Yanxi and Linglong went out, Chunhua followed them.

"Miss, please stay."

Baili Yanxi turned around in confusion, and saw a woman dressed as a maid standing in front of him. She handed over a letter, and Linglong immediately took it.

"Miss, this is a letter from Mr. Huaben in our store. She said thank you for your support."

After delivering the letter, Chunhua left, leaving Baili Yanxi standing there in a daze.

"Princess, do you want to read this letter?"

"Look!"

Baili Yanxi took out the letter and read the contents almost at a glance. Linglong didn't dare to go beyond that, so she didn't read it with Baili Yanxi. Then she asked,

"Princess, what's written in it?"

Baili Yanxi looked a little surprised and murmured,

"Why light green or deep red? It is the best among flowers."

"He said everyone is the protagonist of their own story."

Baili Yanxi held the letter tightly in his arms, as if there was a flame burning in his heart.

"That's right, you are a princess! Of course you are the protagonist."

Linglong looked innocent. Although she didn't understand what Baili Yanxi meant, seeing her own princess like this, she just praised her without thinking.

Baili Yanxi spread out the letter again and looked at it again. The handwriting on it was very smooth and the transitions were very fluent, which showed the open-minded state of mind of the writer.

It would be great if I could have the chance to meet this storytelling master, Baili Yanxi thought secretly in his heart.

"This Mr. Huaben must be a man of great literary talent. If I have the chance, I really want to meet him."

When Linglong heard this, she hurriedly advised,

"Princess, we have been out for some time. If we return late, the Queen will definitely blame us again if she finds out."

"understood."

The happy expression on Baili Yanxi's face immediately disappeared, and he turned around and got on the carriage.

On the other side, the "literary talent" Jiang Tunan was struggling to recognize the characters.

"What does it say here? What road and what wind?"

"We have to work hard to build a new road, and endure the wind and rain."

Ji Yiheng explained attentively beside him. Jiang Tunan put down the inkstone in his hand and looked at other unsaleable books.

"What are these books?"

Shopkeeper Wang explained,

"These are all related to the Spring Examination, but since the Spring Examination has ended, naturally no one comes to buy them."

Jiang Tunan was puzzled.

"It's not like there's no Spring Examination, why is no one buying it?"

"Sister Xiaonan, you may not know that before the Spring Examination every year, the Ministry of Rites will give a focus. The focus of each session is different, so the focus of the book is naturally different."

Jiang Tunan flipped through the tutorial books of this era and then asked,

“It’s just that the focus has changed, but the basic content has not changed, right?”

"Yes."

Jiang Tunan raised the thick book in his hand.

"Manager Wang, do you think this is okay? From now on, all exam books will be rebound."

"Take Ming Suan as an example. Although the focus of the exam is different every year, the basic knowledge that candidates need to master remains the same, so books on Ming Suan can be divided into two categories."

"One type is called Class I books, which are mainly used to help candidates consolidate basic content. I see that these books are bound together with ropes, so a large part of them can still be used after rebinding."

"The other type is called the second-category book, which is compiled every year according to the focus given by the Ministry of Rites. And before it goes on sale, a deposit can be paid to determine the number of people needed."

"Increasing the number of books appropriately based on the number of people who have paid the deposit can greatly reduce waste."

"And for many readers from poor families, it is too expensive to buy new editions of books every time, after all, many of the contents in these books are repeated."

"If we follow the method just now, we only need to buy cheaper second-category books every time. And people who buy first-category books from us must continue to buy second-category books from us, which can also consolidate our customer base."

Jiang Tunan looked at the inkstones and brushes that had not been sold next to the books, and suddenly smiled mysteriously.

"For these unsold stationery, we can hold an on-site sales event."