Su Chen bought some drinks, left the restaurant and waited patiently in the corner at the door. Sure enough, not long after, the storyteller left the restaurant with his grandson.

"Old man, please go slowly, I have something to say!" Su Chen walked forward.

"Who are you?" The storyteller turned around in astonishment, somewhat surprised.

Su Chen said: "I just listened to your story at Fan's Restaurant, and I have some ideas and I plan to talk to each other."

Old man Zhang saw that he was dressed like a scholar, behaved well, and looked somewhat knowledgeable. He did not dare to neglect him and said, "Young Master, you are so polite. My surname is Zhang and my name is Zhang Dachuan. I wonder what your orders are?"

Su Chen said: "Excuse me, sir, do you have any new stories?"

Old Man Zhang shook his head and said with shame: "I feel ashamed to say it. The old man's knowledge of words is limited. I have finished speaking all I can. I repeated it several times, but the effect was not good. I plan to leave Runzhou and go south by the end of the month."

Already."

Su Chen thought that was just right. It was easier to promote cooperation than adding icing on the cake by providing help in times of need.

"Old sir, let's talk while we walk."

"That's good!" Old Man Zhang saw that the young man looked knowledgeable and sensible, and he didn't look like a playboy, so he relaxed his guard and pulled his grandson to follow Su Chen on the street and continue heading north.

"As for me, I usually like to listen to books, and I also like to write legendary stories and fantasy novels. They can be used as storybooks for the old gentleman to tell stories!"

"You can write scripts?" Old Man Zhang was surprised.

Because for hundreds of years since the Wei, Jin, Sui and Tang Dynasties, many poems and songs have been circulated, but there are not many legendary storybooks. First, many literati and poets feel that the storybooks are vulgar writing, few people wrote them, and they were meant for rural people.

, what uneducated people can read and listen to is not worthy of elegance, and is worse than music and lyrics.

Secondly, there are already fixed thinking and rules for writing poetry. The five characters and seven rhythms and the lyrics of Qupai have all formed a mature system. Legendary novels are not yet organized yet. In addition, the Sui and Tang Dynasties controlled the speech of monsters, gods and ghosts.

Therefore, the development of legendary novels is still slow.

Not to mention that Old Man Zhang has few contacts, even for people in the upper class, there are not many novels that are available to him, and there are very few that are circulated and praised in the market.

Su Chen nodded and said, "Yes, I prefer this one, so I wrote some."

Zhang Dachuan's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he seemed to have guessed the other party's intention, and said: "Can you let the old man borrow it? If it can be used, we can pay for the storybook. Although we don't have much money, we can find colleagues to contribute together.

Let’s buy it together.”

Su Chen smiled and said: "Let's do this. I will give you a manuscript of the storybook tomorrow. You can take a look and see if it can be used. If so, we can cooperate, but there is no need to pay a commission in advance for the acquisition. I only want to share the profit and you can use it.

According to the content of my words, the money I earn every day will be shared equally with me."

"This..." Zhang Dachuan thought for a while, and it was indeed a lot to split half of it. Unless the content of the story is really good and the income can increase, it would be cost-effective.

"Then you have to read the content before making a decision. If the book is not popular, half of the profit after the lecture will be deducted by the restaurant, and half will be shared with you. I'm afraid I won't be able to make ends meet here."

Su Chen Chengzhu grasped it and said: "Don't worry, this commentary should be able to arouse the interest of the audience. It is possible to earn more than a thousand dollars every day. You can say the same chapter once in the afternoon and once in the afternoon.

Wait until the next day to talk about new content, and if you continue to talk, the audience will become more and more."

"Oh, there are a lot of chapters?"

"Yes, it is twenty to thirty times the volume of the short message you are speaking now. It can be lengthened to create a fan effect."

Old man Zhang doesn't understand what fans are, but it is large in size and can indeed attract more listeners to come often.

"Then let's try it first? I can't wait to see the contents of the storybook."

"Well, let's make an appointment to meet at the Guanhe Bridge in front tomorrow morning," Su Chen said.

"Okay!" Zhang Dachuan nodded in agreement and asked one more question: "I don't know what your surname is?"

"Su... Yixuan!" Su Chen didn't want to say his name for the moment, lest the other party would hear that he was a playboy and owed huge debts, and would associate him with an unreliable ruffian.

"It's Mr. Su!" Zhang Dachuan subconsciously handed over.

"See you tomorrow!" Su Chen waved his hand, ignoring the pretentious gesture, and rushed back to make candied haws and study soap processing methods.

Zhang Dachuan looked at Su Chen's retreating back, and suddenly, he subconsciously asked, "Su what?"

"Grandpa, it's Su Yixuan!" The grandson next to him remembered it.

"Is he the Su Yixuan who wrote "Qu Yu Guan"? The talented Jinling scholar admired by Bai Susu, the young lady of the Bai family?" Zhang Dachuan suddenly became excited when he thought of this.

It won't be too bad, I really got lucky this time.

"Grandpa, what is Qu Yu Guan?" The child still didn't understand.

"Don't ask too much, don't tell anyone about this, and don't reveal this young master's name. Otherwise, this young master will be easily poached by others, and we won't be able to make a lot of money." Zhang Dachuan is also very shrewd and subconsciously planned

Just keep the news secret and only let your grandfather and grandson know about it, so as not to be poached by your peers.

………

When Su Chen returned home, Ling'er had already sorted out baskets of seedless mountain fruits, very seriously.

"Brother Su Chen, you are back." Yang Ling'er was very happy. She stood up and ran over to greet him. Seeing that he was holding a lot of things in his hands, he asked curiously: "What are these?"

"Ingredients for making soap." Su Chen said simply. No matter how much he said, she wouldn't understand.

"Then...where are these wines?"

"Put it in a different wine husk, I'll use it later!"

After explaining this, Su Chen began to think about the principles of making soap when doing experiments in high school.

We have all the ingredients, including lard, salt, lime alkali, etc.

The first step is to stir. Add water to an idle pot and add alkali at the same time. After all the alkali has dissolved, add oil and continue to heat and stir continuously.

The second step is saponification. After the ingredients in the pot boil, continue heating over low heat and stir constantly to fully saponify the oil. This process takes a long time, even a whole day.

Su Chen told Ling'er to add some firewood to the stove from time to time without cutting off the fire, and then wait for it to saponify on its own. Then he turned around and started making candied haws. This was his most direct profit-making project in the early stage, and he needed to keep doing it.

Only when you have enough funds can you invest in soap and brewing projects.

Otherwise, without financial support, there will be no materials to make it, and it will be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.

After being busy until the evening, Ling'er cooked rice porridge, radish root and pickles, and that was all.

"Just eat this?"

"Brother Su Chen, there is nothing else at home..."

"..." Su Chen was speechless.

It was difficult for him to eat, but Yang Ling'er ate very well. Maybe it was because she had been hungry in the past two years. At the age of twelve, Xiao Nizi was not tall, only 1.34 meters tall.

She is relatively delicate and petite, and her skin is a bit dark. Fortunately, she has exquisite facial features, double eyelids, and clear black and white eyes, which makes her very smart and energetic.

"When you sell the money tomorrow, go buy ten kilograms of rice, weigh a few kilograms of meat, and bring back vegetables, seasonings, etc. We are also going to improve our lives and see how thin you become." Su Chen felt a little distressed.

Yang Ling'er said: "Brother Su Chen, we still have to save money to pay off our debts."

Su Chen shook his head and laughed: "I don't care about that. Only when we eat well can we have the energy to work and earn five hundred coins as soon as possible!"

"Okay then." Yang Ling'er was a little reluctant, but still couldn't resist Su Chen.

"After washing the dishes, come to the study to study!" Su Chen was very interested in Ling'er's study and study. If he didn't discipline him, he would become illiterate in the future. How could he marry into a good family?

At night, the rain from the south of the Yangtze River comes at any time. The rain gurgling outside falls on the banana leaves in the courtyard, making a crisp echo.
Chapter completed!