I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Donglai Bookstore.

Wang Chuyong looked at the thick stack of manuscripts sent by Uncle Fu, his face was full of shock.

That playboy actually wrote a 100,000-word manuscript in three days!

Moreover, the handwriting of this manuscript is neat, and it is by no means perfunctory.

In such a short time, what can Chu He write?

Curiously, he picked up the manuscript and browsed through it.

There are two big characters that come into view, Water Margin.

Chu He, with!

In the first round, Zhang Tianshi prayed for the plague, Hong Taiwei mistakenly escaped the demon!

"Huh! Is this really written by that dandy? It's interesting."

Wang Chuyong turned around with a smile, his contemptuous face at first gradually became serious.

He was engrossed, flipping through the pages of manuscripts, his expression changing with the changes of the characters in the book.

"Shopkeeper, it's time for lunch." The clerk trotted over to remind him.

"Yes, I see." Wang Chuyong waved his hand, but never took his eyes off the manuscript.

Before he knew it, it was already afternoon, and he finished watching the nineteenth chapter, and his face suddenly changed.

"Why is it gone? This story is not over yet!"

Wang Chuyong looked anxious, flipped and flipped, but couldn't find the next story at all.

After a while, he slumped on the chair, feeling lost, his eyes empty.

"Gululu~"

The sound from his stomach woke him up, and he sat up suddenly, his eyes full of shock.

I was so immersed in that dude... No, I almost couldn't get out of the book written by Young Master Chu!

He looked at the manuscript again, excitement and fanaticism alternated in his eyes.

"Good book! Good book!"

"My Donglai Bookstore is about to publish a shocking book!"

Wang Chuyong has no doubts about the identity of the scholar, because in this world plagiarists cannot get the blessing of literary spirit.

"Ergou, gather all the craftsmen and rush to work overnight. We must print the manuscript of Mr. Chu into a book as soon as possible!"

"Shopkeeper, the masters are going home to rest." Liu Ergou said.

Wang Chuyong waved his hand and shouted: "The wages are doubled, so hurry up and get to work! In addition, you go to Chu's house and inform Mr. Chu that the sale of Water Margin will start in three days at the latest!"

As soon as Liu Ergou heard it, he trotted out immediately to convey the two news.

The printing room of Donglai Bookstore is running again, the wages are doubled, and the masters are working hard one by one.

Chu family.

Chu He was fast asleep when Yu Ling woke him up suddenly.

"Master, Master Wang is here to look for you."

"Young Master Wang? Which Young Master Wang?" Chu He subconsciously replied while sleeping in a daze.

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, and said, "It's Master Wang Yingjun!"

"Wang Yingjun? Wang... Fatty Wang! Yuling, open all the doors!"

Chu He woke up suddenly and hurriedly ordered.

Wang Yingjun, the son of Wang Wanwan, the richest man in Pingyang City, is also Chu He's brother who grew up playing with him.

Even if Chu He went to the imperial city with his father Chu Yunfu later, as long as they returned to their hometown, the two would go to Yihonglou for a few drinks.

"Young master, don't worry, the slaves have already opened the door." Yu Ling looked obedient.

Chu He immediately got up and rushed to the main hall.

As soon as he walked to the entrance of the main hall, he saw a big meat ball rolling towards him.

Seeing that meatball, Chu He's eyes widened, even though he knew from his previous memory that this guy was fat.

But seeing it with his own eyes still brought him a strong visual impact.

How can people eat so fat? The head and the upper body can be connected together without using the neck.

Every time he moves, the fat will cause a series of waves.

"Chu He, my good brother, you are not dead! You are worrying my brother to death!"

The fleshy ball rolled towards him, causing Chu He's face to change suddenly in fright.

He repeatedly exclaimed: "Fatty Wang, stop now! Stop now!"

It's just that with such a figure, how could it be possible to stop easily and roll over directly, and the rolling is getting faster and faster, it is difficult to avoid this speed.

At the very moment, Chu He subconsciously appeared three feet away, and the meat ball hit the pillar in the main hall, and then stopped.

"This is me? Wen Qi has increased?"

Regardless of the wailing Wang Yingjun, Chu He was surprised to find that his manners had improved a little.

Cooperating with the rough footwork he learned from Shi Xian Xia Ke Xing, he was able to do three feet in one step.

"Young Master Chu, brother came to see you, how could you avoid it." Wang Yingjun, who was helped up by two warriors under him, said with a resentful expression.

Chu He glanced at him, and said angrily: "I am so small, if I don't avoid it, I may really die."

Wang Yingjun scratched his head, a little embarrassed, he seemed to have thought of something again, and leaned forward with a wretched face.

"Young Master Chu, how does Huakui taste? Brother, I heard that you almost passed away, isn't it very cool?"

Chu He was completely speechless, so where is the oiran, it is clearly a fox demon!

"Why don't you talk? Share it with me, brother!" Wang Yingjun insisted, "I've been greedy for that oiran for three years, brother, you are the first one to be left overnight by the oiran, you can't hide anything, right?"

"Yes! It's cool!" Chu He said angrily, "Not only do you have a lot of tricks, but you also have a lot of hair on your body."

"Mao Duo?" Wang Yingjun was stunned for a moment, then excitedly said: "Mao Duo is good, I like Mao Duo."

Chu He lost his temper completely, lust had already clouded Wang Yingjun's eyes, this guy really couldn't understand what it meant.

But thinking of that oiran, the pressure in his heart was even greater.

No one has entered the fox demon's boudoir for three years, but he was chosen as the guest of honor that day.

That night after he woke up, he encountered a female ghost again.

If it wasn't for being targeted by something and trying to put him to death, he really couldn't figure out why it could be such a coincidence.

At this moment, Uncle Uncle suddenly trotted over and shouted: "Young Master, there is a letter from Donglai Bookstore, and your books will be on sale in three days."

"So fast?" Chu He was taken aback, thinking of his growing literary spirit, he had a guess in his mind.

Presumably it was Wang Chuyong who read his own manuscript, and immediately started printing it.

Chu He has absolute confidence in the quality of Water Margin. He has also read a lot of miscellaneous books in this world, which can only be said to be a running account.

With quality, if you want to quickly become popular, you still need to find a way to promote it, otherwise you will be cremated before the book becomes popular.

The female ghost said that she would definitely come back for revenge.

"Young Master Chu, have you published a book?"

Wang Yingjun came over from the side, shock written all over his fat face.

You agreed to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble together, but you actually secretly worked hard!

"Well, I just wrote a miscellaneous book, and I can buy it at Donglai Bookstore in a few days."

Chu He responded perfunctorily, he was still thinking about how to promote the book.

"Young Master Chu, you are truly a genius. With this book, we will be able to participate in tomorrow's Golden Autumn Talent Fair!" Wang Yingjun excitedly said.

"Golden Autumn Talented Scholars Association?"

Chu He froze for a moment, memory fragments appeared in his brain.

There is such a thing, every year on the 15th day of the Golden Autumn, Pingyang City will hold the Golden Autumn Talent Fair, and then all the talented men and women in the city will participate.

He and Wang Yingjun sneaked in many times in order to see the talented women of the big families, but every time they would become the object of ridicule by everyone, and finally left in disgrace.

Wang Yingjun said wretchedly: "Brother, I have a gossip that Shangguan Xiaoxiao, a talented girl from the Shangguan family, will also come to participate. She is the first of the four beauties in our Pingyang City!"

After Chu He pondered for a moment, he agreed.

It is not important that Shangguan Xiaoxiao, the head of the four beauties, may be able to take advantage of this golden autumn talent to run a wave of free advertisements, which is the most important thing.

"Young Master Chu, I will pick you up tomorrow, remember to bring your proof of publication!"

Before leaving, Wang Yingjun did not forget to remind him.

After finishing speaking, he strenuously got on his horse with the support of two warriors.

The bay red horse, which was originally muscular, was panting suddenly, exhausting every step it took.

"drive!"

"Run faster!"

The bay red horse carried Wang Yingjun on its back, wobbled and disappeared at the end of the street.