Chapter 300 featured version Xianxia novel
“The dark night gives me inspiration.” Jiang Wunian blinked heavily twice, and through the transparent teardrops, he saw the figure walking in front of him erratically, “It’s just that the oil lamp is too much for the eyes.”
I really want to have an incandescent lamp.
Dream.
I have it in my dream.
“You have been addicted to writing novels recently.” Jiang Tanyue brought her a handkerchief soaked in ice water, “Lean on the chair and apply it to your eyes.”
Jiang Wu is obedient.
The cold relieved the dryness in the eyes, and even the beating of the temples also calmed down.
Just after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Xin Ziyi brought back a message.
He sorted out the story of the two sisters’ hilarious conversation and sold it to the bookstore to earn a fortune.
This is a profitable business that Xin Ziyi made alone without Jiang Tanyue’s pull.
It can be said that I am not happy.
No share or labor fee, all the bank notes were given to Lu Jingzhi.
Lu Jingzhi gave all the money to his sister as pocket money.
Xin Ziyi wanted to develop his career after he tasted the sweetness.
Sincerely invite Jiang Wunian to join.
Jiang Wunian: My sisters are my agents, don’t come to me if you have nothing to do, and don’t come to me if you have anything to do.
After passing the message back and forth, Jiang Wunian was also moved.
What in the world is happier than being a fat house that can make money at home?
She didn’t work for many years before, and she made money by being a food blogger at home.
Now that there is no such job as a food blogger, it is better to change careers.
In this way, Jiang Wunian started the creation of her first novel in the true sense.
𝗳𝒓𝙚e𝓌e𝚋𝙣𝚘𝐯𝙚𝙡.𝑐૦ｍ
While being watched by strangers in the carriage, he can tell a **** story fluently and completely, and he can’t stop his hands when he is alone writing a happy story.
Luckily, the second sister provided a pen, and the writing is smooth without hurting your hands.
If it was written with a brush, she would have been so tired that her hands would cramp.
Today is the finale of this fairy tale.
Jiang Wunian wanted to cry but had no tears: “I wrote traditional characters, but I forgot to write from right to left and top to bottom!”
Shen Nanwei comforted her.
When the time comes, just ask someone to copy it again.
𝗳𝗿𝐞ℯ𝙬𝗲𝗯n𝗼νel.𝒄𝑜𝘮
Jiang Tanyue was thoughtful, “I want to read this story.”
She thinks that her younger sister is very qualified to write gossip.
In fact, it is true.
She couldn’t stop watching.
The world view is grand, the characters are distinctive, and the plot is full of ups and downs. It’s hard not to think about the ups and downs.
Jiang Tanyue made a final decision, “Just use this version.”
Jiang Wunian: “But its font is from left to right.”
“Features.” Jiang Tanyue said concisely.
When Xin Ziyi took over this “Xian Xia” article that he had never heard of, Jiang Tanyue also handed him two other things.
Papermaking improvement and movable type printing.
The scholar Jingui is inseparable from these two things.
If the price of books cannot come down, students will not be able to study.
The reason for the high price of books is because of the hard-won paper and the expensive printing.
The large-scale printing of each book requires engraving and typesetting, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Manpower and material resources are all counted, of course it is ridiculously expensive.
For this reason, the price of books for enlightenment and general studies is relatively lower, while the same number of words, the textbook is more expensive.
Because, for it, it needs to be engraved separately.
Back when Xin Ziyi thought of printing dog blood texts in large quantities, Jiang Wunian actually thought it was outrageous.
I feel normal after being outrageous.
With such a style, no wonder he keeps losing money.
Talking about cooperation with Xin Ziyi was the most relaxing time for Jiang Tanyue.
She is a person who pays attention to the ground rules.
Do not squeeze partners hard.
Even if the collaborator smiles and has no concept of money.
Like a seedling.
Jiang Tanyue thought.
(end of this chapter)
