"Yeah, I am the little white face who doesn't learn to eat soft rice." Shen Lang smiled.

As soon as this was said, Zhu Wenhua was also speechless.

Ma's, can you be more shameless?

At this time there are three women in the bookstore. It seems that everyone is also a good show. It was originally surprised by the beauty of Shen Lang. At this time, when he heard such words in his mouth, he could not help but sneak a few mouthfuls.

Zhu Wenhua said: "You two are not staying in Xuanwu City, what are you doing in my Lanshan City?"

Shen Lang has not answered yet, Jin Mucong is full of pride: "Book."

“Booking?” Zhu Wenhua said faintly: “When did the writing of books become so low?”

That means very clear, what can be a cat and a dog can publish?

Jin Mucong is a famous waste wood within a few hundred miles. This is beyond doubt.

Although Shen Lang shines in Xuanwu City, in the memory of everyone in Lanshan City, he is still the waste that does not learn anything, and vain vanity.

Zhu Wenhua smiled and said: "If I remember correctly, Shen Langxiu read a book for nearly ten years in a town school. Even the enlightenment school has not been completed."

Everyone could not help but smile.

What books can you write in such two unskilled generations? I am afraid that the words will not be recognized.

Shen Lang ignored him and handed the manuscript directly to the treasurer of Yuge.

This person is not only the boss, but also countless books.

For the reputation of Shen Lang and Jin Mucong, he is also generally heard.

What are the two good things that can be written without learning anything?

However, Jin Mucong is the son of the Earl's Court. For example, the boss of Yuge is also unwilling to offend. He accepted the manuscript with respect and respectful attitude. His face is serious and he has read it carelessly.

Even his heart has been written, the world's writing is very unique, really worthy of the name, but I am very sorry, the trumpet has no plans to publish a new book recently, you can go to other books, such as Mo Xianglou .

However, after only a few paragraphs.

The face of the treasurer suddenly changed.

His appreciation level is far less than that of the Earl of Xuanwu, but it is still amazing.

Each paragraph in the text shows the author's profound analysis of human nature and secularism.

Not only that, the poems and sentences in it are not gorgeous, and even have some cynicism, but they are very old-fashioned.

Then read on.

The shopkeepers of this bookstore are getting more and more amazing and more and more shocking.

There are many details in it, which is really a slap in the face.

This level is really high.

However, in the eyes of the bookstore owner, this book is not without its shortcomings.

First, it is too vulgar and elegant, and it requires a high degree of literary attainments to understand the profound meaning inside. For ordinary people, this is a cheesy **** story.

Second, as the main customers of Yuge are women, they like the love story of men and women, especially the love and hate of the children.

But even so, he is willing to leave this book, even if he can't make money, even if it is a bit high.

At this time, Zhu Wenhua took the manuscript and read two pages in a row.

then……

His expression is like eating a cockroach, his face is extremely uncomfortable, as if he is going to vomit.

Then, he sighed: "I really didn't think that there is such a vulgar thing in this world. It is a shame for scholars to write such words."

After that, he handed the manuscript to a woman in the brocade.

This woman is the daughter of an official, Zhu Wenhua's fanatic admirer, the most addicted to the talented woman.

Her literary attainments are very general, but she has read too many books. She has almost commented on every popular book, so she also has the name of a talented woman in Lanshan City.

After taking over the book of "The Legend of Jin Ping Mei Feng Yue", she watched only one page, and she jumped on her heart and blushed.

Really... so exciting.

It’s shameful, it seems to continue watching.

But I can't do it. I am a talented woman. I am a good showmate. I am a famous lady. How can I like this poisonous grass?

That way everyone will think that I am a woman who does not know how to be honest.

The woman hesitated for three seconds, then threw the book of Shen Lang on the ground, and stepped on it.

"Unbearable, vulgar, I wish the son of the son is not wrong. It is really a shame for the reader to write such unspeakable people."

Zhu Wenhua is proud of a smile, he knows this is the result.

Then, he turned to the counter of the jade cabinet: "Mo, the treasurer, if you want to leave this book, I am very sorry, my book will not be able to be in your name in the future, because I really can’t be with such a despicable generation. For Wu."

After all, he looked at the woman next to him.

Although these women have seen such a beautiful man, some of their hearts are swaying, but after all, they are fans of Zhu Wenhua for many years. When they see the eyes of Zhu Gongzi, these women immediately put their own positions.

The official woman's daughter said: "Mo is the treasurer, this manuscript is really inferior and unbearable. If you want to publish this book, then we will never step into your book half."

As soon as this was said, more than a dozen women around them should be there.

The owner of this bookstore suddenly panicked. Although there are only a dozen people in this group of women, it is indeed the leader of the entire Lanshan City ladies circle. If they resist such as Yuge, then the entire Lanshan City ladies circle will resist.

As a result, the loss is huge.

He originally wanted to publish the book of Shen Lang, and he could only do it at this time.

Therefore, the bookshop of the book picked up the manuscript and handed it back to Jin Mucong: "The book of Shizi is very unique. It is really a good name, but I am very sorry. The trumpet has no plans to publish a new book recently. You go. Ask other books, such as Mo Xianglou?"

Kim Mu-kun was angry.

This book of Xiaoye is so good, you can’t even come out? Isn't there an eye without a bead?

Shen Lang pulled him away and said: "Go."

Just this moment of work, Shen Lang’s mind has a comprehensive plan.

It’s not just the plan to step on Zhu Wenhua’s superior position.

Even how to abolish his plan has been fully formed!

There are even three ABC programs.

......

Shen Lang and Jin Mucong came out like Yuge.

After a while, Zhu Wenhua stopped their way.

He showed a light smile and said: "Shen Lang, don't waste time. I don't have a bookstore in Lanshan City to publish books for you. This is not Xuanwu City. Here is the Lanshan City of my wish. ”

Pooh!

You wish the family is completely shameful of the old aristocrats. The Yangwu County Taishou has not yet taken the shot, and you have directly smashed it, and surrendered the land and military power.

You still have a face that says you are the Lanshan City of Zhu.

"Go back, go back to your Xuanwu City." Zhu Wenhua said: "As long as I call, the entire Lanshan City Bookstore no one dares to publish books for you."

Jin Mu Cong cold channel: "Zhu Wenhua, why do you want to be against us?"

Shen Lang is speechless, how can you say such a childish idiot if you are a fat man, isn’t it a chance to give the other person a chance?

Sure enough, Zhu Wenhua’s face is full of a sense of superiority: “I wish Wenhua want to suppress who, do you need a reason?”

......

Next, Shen Lang did not visit any of the bookstores in Lanshan City.

However, Jin Mucong was not reconciled. He went to Moxianglou first and was rejected.

Then he went to find a second, third, and fourth bookshop.

Without exception, all were rejected.

Under the call of Zhu Wenhua and his fan base, it is true that none of the entire Lanshan City is willing to publish a book for Shen Lang.

This can't help but think of Shen Lang.

The Great God suppressed the newcomers, and the Great God suppressed the street.

Pooh! wrong!

It should be the old **** to suppress the future platinum.

The sky is already dark, and Jin Mucong is frustrated: "Why, brother, are we going back to the house like this?"

Then, he gritted his teeth: "No, our book is so good, I can't believe it, we go to Zhengyang City next door."

Shen Lang shook his head and said: "No, you come with me!"

......

After half an hour!

Shen Lang came to a bookstore and saw a middle-aged man with a hammer.

After he took the manuscript, he jumped through the lines.

Soon, I found the bed play and immediately read it with great interest.

"Good, good book, wonderful..."

"Oh my God, there are still illustrations, this painting is too realistic, great..."

"A good book, a good book, a good book..."

Jin Mucong said: "Would you like to leave our book?"

"I am willing, willing, too willing." The middle-aged shopkeeper said.

Jin Mucong said: "If you look through a few paragraphs, you can judge that we are a good book."

Wretched middle-aged: "Of course, I read countless books, my heart has long been no wave, but some paragraphs of your book, even I can see hard, of course, a good book."

Uh!

It turned out that he specifically looked at the meat play.

Jin Mucong said: "Then you are not afraid of being blocked by Zhu Wenhua?"

Shrinking middle-aged reluctantly read some paragraphs, and smiled and said: "I am selling a spring / palace album, will be afraid of him blocking?"

"Selling the spring / palace map?" Fei Zhai Jin Mu Cong could not help but exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Shen Lang and the wretched middle-aged look over together.

Yes, what happened to the spring/palace/figure? Everyone is to enrich the amateur cultural life of the people.

"No, nothing." The fat house immediately smashed.

Shen Lang’s heart disdain, what does this fat house know?

Don't look at the two bookshops such as Moxianglou and Ruyuge, which are so tall, but on the distribution channels, they are far worse than the front of the selling spring/palm chart Deng.

This Deng treasurer can put every spring/palace picture to every shop in Lanshan City, even the coffin shop.

Not only that, but his business can be done a lot, and the goods can be spread to four or five counties and twenty cities.

"What is the name of the treasurer?" Jin Mucong asked.

"Little man Deng Xian." Wretched middle-aged.

He quickly read all the colored parts of the manuscript, and he was very impressed.

When I saw these illustrations of Shen Lang's paintings, I was even more shocked.

Master!

Absolute master!

This ... this level, this character, this charm, this fidelity, is much better than his spring / palace map.

It’s not that he said that his family’s things are not good, but to really let him comment on the spring/palace atlas he sold, he can only describe it in one sentence.

Hard to get up.

The style is really too much.

The illustrations of Shen Lang refer to the western sketches, so the degree of fidelity is not comparable to the pictures of the world.

"Absolutely big sales, must sell big." Deng Xiandao: "Two sons, if this book can't sell 3,000 copies, I will screw my head down and give you two **** to kick."

"Three thousand volumes? Just kidding!" Shen Langdao: "My goal is to break through all the records."

"I only have one request, and I will go public with Zhu Wenhua's "Night of Dreams", and then crush him into slag!"

......

Note: Thank you for the 20,000-dollar reward of the sorrowful sorrow! Pastries urgently need to recommend tickets to soothe the heart, really! please!