Make a fortune by farming in another world

Chapter 30

"Okay." Mr. Wu agreed readily, then turned around and asked someone to get the charcoal fire and tea set.

Zuzhou and Wu Changlin stared at each other in the pavilion.

Yu Zhou met Wu Changlin's inquiring eyes, touched the back of his neck and explained: "The taste of tea brewed using different methods will be slightly different. I want you to taste the best taste."

Wu Changlin nodded slowly and did not answer.

Yu Zhou stopped talking.

It wasn't until Mr. Wu brought someone the tea set soon after that the semi-stagnant atmosphere in the pavilion became active again.

Yu Zhou secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He could tell that Wu Changlin had no ill intentions toward him, but his attitude made him want to shout, I really didn't mean to please your husband!

After a while, the servants set up the charcoal fire and tea sets and exited the pavilion. Mr. Wu sat down next to Wu Changlin, facing Yu Zhoucheng, "Actually, I asked shopkeeper Qian to keep you here this time, except that he wants to see you."

As he spoke, Mr. Wu glanced at Wu Changlin next to him, and then continued: "I also want to tell you about the storybook last time."

"Script?" Yu Zhou thought of something and his heart moved.

"Yes, it's the story book in which the main character of the story is Brother. How many copies do you think have been sold these days?" He asked Yu Zhou to guess, but in fact, without waiting for his answer, Wu Fulang said it himself, "A total of seven copies have been sold. Book."

"So many?" Yu Zhou was really surprised. Listening to Wu Fulang's tone just now, he guessed that there should be some sold, but he thought it was only three or five copies at most. He never thought there would be as many as seven. .

You must know that for every storybook sold, he can get fifty cents. Seven books equals three hundred and fifty cents. This is only the amount sold in half a month. If it takes longer, the income will exceed another. If I could buy it out with one tael of silver, it would be just around the corner.

Mr. Wu nodded with a smile, "Among the seven books, in addition to five books sold to brothers, two books were sold to women, so I want to tell you whether I can write a book based on women next time. A storybook for the protagonist?”

Yu Zhou was a little surprised, but also thought it was a matter of course. No matter what era it was, women were a large consumer group.

It's just that although he has read it before, he has never written a novel from the female protagonist's perspective, and from what Wu Fulang said, what he needs is definitely not the type of female protagonist upgrade.

He pondered for a moment before saying, "Let me try it."

"Just like the one you wrote before, it will be fine," Wu Fulang said with a smile, "If it doesn't work, you can also ask the person you like what he thinks."

Yu Zhou smiled and nodded in agreement.

While the two were talking, the water on the charcoal stove was boiling. Yu Zhou took off the kettle and put it aside to dry, and then started to open the tea can to get tea.

Wu Fulang looked at his action of carrying the boiling water aside and nodded without any trace.

Then I saw him untying the handkerchief wrapping the tea can, and instead of throwing it aside, he carefully folded it into a small square, and the corner with the orchid embroidered on it was placed on the top of the square.

Some rough hands, but treating a handkerchief with extra gentleness. This contrast made Mr. Wu couldn't help but show a hint of envy in his eyes.

Wu Changlin, who was next to him, could see it clearly. He quickly squeezed his husband's hand where Yu Zhou couldn't see it, and then pretended to be casual and said to Yu Zhou: "This handkerchief was embroidered by the person you like, right?" ?”