In the thirteenth year of Zhenguan, Chang'an City.

On the bustling streets, there are a lot of people, and the sound of hawking is endless, and all kinds of bustling buildings can be found everywhere.

Among the many tall buildings, there is a small two-storey building with a plaque of 'Jieyou Bookstore', standing alone in the depths of the alley.

The decoration is simple and unique.

At a certain moment, a young figure walked out of the shop.

The young man was tall and thin, handsome in appearance, with long black hair, which was simply tied behind his head by a thin rope, and his whole person looked neat and tidy.

Mu You, male, 20 years old, was originally an ideal and aspiring cartoonist on earth, but when he woke up, he came to the world of Journey to the West, and at the same time he had a 'God-level creation system' in his head.

And this small shop was automatically generated by the system when he came through.

As long as he works in this small shop, the painting speed is automatically increased by a hundred times.

And every time he creates a work, as long as the number of readers reaches 100, he can randomly obtain an ability or item in the work.

At present, the system provides him with only one bookshelf position. After thinking for a long time, he finally chose "Dragon Ball", a classic comic that was popular in his previous life, hoping to become a hit with this.

However, the reality is much more skinny than imagined.

Ten days have passed, and his shop has remained unattended.

One is because the location of the bookstore is too remote, and the other is because of the strange pricing given by the system.

If it is only a few coins to read, Mu You believes that there are still many people willing to try it. After all, as one of the most classic comics in the previous life, Dragon Ball has set the highest sales volume of comics in history, and the charm is naturally not to be said.

However, in the Jieyou Bookstore, the price of reading books is as high as the usual money per book!

What is the concept of consistent money?

In this era, consistent money is roughly equivalent to 1,000 RMB on the earth. That is to say, it costs 1,000 yuan to read a comic. Which civilian can afford it?

And how could those wealthy dignitaries come to such a remote alley to read books?

Therefore, after going back and forth, this store has not officially welcomed a single customer since it opened.

"Another day without customers!"

Sitting behind the counter in front of the door, Mu You yawned, resting his head on the back of his hands, leaning lazily on the back of the chair.

The warm sunlight shone on him through the window, making him look like a freshly salted fish.

However, just when Mu You was a little drowsy, footsteps sounded not far away.

Lifting his eyelids and scanning his eyes, he saw a handsome boy with a fair face holding a folding fan parked in front of the shop.

"Under the Prozac Bookstore? What a big breath!"

This jade-faced youth was born with red lips and white teeth, willow-leaf eyebrows, melon-seed face, and gorgeous decorations all over his body.

This is the first time, it looks like a child of a wealthy family came to the bookstore.

However, Mu You still did not get up to greet him.

At least after the other party can withstand the impact of the first wave of prices, they can be regarded as formal customers.

Sure enough, after seeing the price listed on the wooden board at the door, the young man immediately widened his eyes and called out.

"My God, you actually need money to read a book? Are you crazy about money?"

An unbelievable voice echoed in the alley.

Mu You took out his ears, looked up at the young man, and said lightly, "The reason why this store is so high is naturally because the books in this store are worth the money!"

"Value for money? Hehe, do you think you are selling spiritual books here? Even the books in the royal library don't dare to sell you so expensive!"

Handsome Xiaosheng shook his fan and sneered there: "Do you think your vulgar trick can frame my wife's love? It's so naive! Tell you, this young master saw through your plan at a glance!"

Mu You glanced at him in surprise: "Are you Fang Yi'ai?"

Unexpectedly, the first customer to come to his store turned out to be the beloved of the famous cuckold king's house.

The jade-faced youth nodded smugly and said, "Yes, this young master is the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, the love of Fang's wife!"

"It turned out to be brother-in-law."

Mu You said with a strange expression, but his eyes stared straight at the top of the other's head.

"I'm sorry, Brother Fang, you didn't recognize you without a hat today!"

Fang Yi'ai was horrified by his stare, hurriedly took a few steps back, and snorted coldly: "Don't think that if you know me, I will let you go, and tell you, my Fang Yi'ai is the most hated genius in Chang'an, What I hate most in my life is the insidious businessman like you, if you don’t apologize to me, I will immediately sue you as a black shop to the government!”

Mu You rolled his eyes at him, leaned back on the back of the chair, and said indifferently: "The price of this store is like this. If you can accept it, please come in. If you have no money, leave immediately.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Yi'ai felt that she had been greatly insulted.

"I'm going to be out of money? You don't go out and ask, who is my wife's love, the son of the prime minister of the dynasty, the concubine of Princess Gaoyang, I can't afford your meager money?"

He is also a prominent figure in Chang'an City. Others can say that his wife's love is poor in martial arts and has little strength, but it can't be said that he has no money!

With a cold snort, Fang Yi'ai took out the money from the purse at his waist, slammed it on the counter, and snorted coldly: "I want to see today, what exactly are you selling in this store? Ghost book?"*

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