Chapter 1323 Uncle God of Fortune was fooled

  "Don't look at Uncle with this look."

   "Oh, yes, you have amnesia, maybe you don't remember your uncle." Speaking of amnesia, the God of Fortune brought a glint in his eyes.

  "Do you know that amnesia is the most important plot in the storybook. Tsk tsk, it’s a pity, you have been hanged on the crooked neck tree of Cthulhu. Otherwise, uncle will write you a book of marriage."

   "Suddenly I found that my uncle is more suitable for being a month old. The marriage spectrum written by my uncle is very interesting. Don't you know? Uncle took over a custom marriage spectrum some time ago."

  "Don't tell me, there is also some relationship between the gods and gods. Sometimes you have to take care of them."

"Yuelao didn't know whose favor he owed, so he promised to write a love story to a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. It just so happens that he has no free time recently, and he fell on me at this time. I turned through countless books of words, hey, I wrote this. It's very exciting."

   "Well, that little girl, she was born in poverty and hardship, and her parents sold her because of patriarchal patriarchy. The male protagonist, I wrote him a face blindness. The only one of these three realms is the female protagonist."

  "Oh, both of them belong to each other's exclusive customization. I also secretly wrote down their fate and posted it in the world."

  Jiang Huailu looked at him with a hard expression in his eyes.

  No wonder, I always feel that Ah Xun has experienced the earth.

  "Do you accept your manuscript?" Although Lulu does not remember the legendary Uncle God of Wealth, the intimacy in his bones cannot deceive anyone.

  The God of Wealth coughed lightly: "It is probably that the owner of the bookstore has no eyesight, and actually rejected the monarch. When I was angry, I gave him some color."

   "Just because they didn't publish the book for you, you still did it? Isn't that a rogue hooligan?" Lulu's eyes widened.

  The God of Wealth waved his hand: "That's not it."

   "I gave him a thousand taels of silver and asked him to print a thousand copies for me and put them on his behalf."

  Lu Huaijiang’s eyelids twitched, and he paid his own capital, one or two pennies?

  "Then how many copies do you sell? Three or two? Five or two?" Lulu curiously shook his fingers.

  The God of Wealth's face stretched: "This pure affection, you can talk about money a lot. It's vulgar."

  Lu Huaijiang and Lulu looked at each other, looking at him suspiciously.

   "Then how much do you sell?"

"Since it is for the people of the world to feel their moving love, it shouldn't be too expensive. Thirty texts per book." The God of Fortune said indifferently, but his head was high, his eyes aside and he dared not look at the two Jiang Huailu. .

   "Thirty essays?!!!"

  The God of Wealth looked upright: "I am guiding the mortal love values ​​correctly."

  One tael of silver is equal to one thousand wen... He pays one or two yuan and asks the boss to sell it for 30 ren, and the boss actually earns a few hundred taels.

   "You don't know, the mortal world can admire the monarch. The boss of the bookstore has contacted the monarch to plan the second batch of publication." The **** of wealth is happy, and today is also here to show off.

   "There are still people buying? This taste is a bit strange." Lulu muttered softly.

The God of Wealth suddenly blew his beard and stared: "Why don't you believe me? Unbelievable uncle will take you to see. The boss said, there are long lines waiting for me every day. Just at the bookstore in the north of the city, the boss last month I also contacted me, planning to invite a gentleman to give this gentleman a storytelling program." The God of Wealth was pleased and felt that he was a genius.

  Lulu can hardly say a word, her uncle...

  It seems that I was fooled by a mortal.

  (End of this chapter)