"The old lady misunderstood. My relationship with Zhenzhen is in a business relationship. There is nothing else except that." The young shopkeeper was most afraid of trouble and quickly explained to avoid trouble.

He came here for the sake of a script.

Now the third volume is being urged everywhere, and the first and second volumes are being printed.

He has sold so many books, but none of them are as popular as "The Legend of Heaven". They are urged to the point of being bald every day, but this girl has never been to the county town. As a last resort, he has to come and urge the manuscript in person.

Old Mrs. Yu looked at Zhaoyang: "Zhenzhen, tell the truth, is he here to do business with you?"

"Yes, grandma, don't get me wrong. The shopkeeper has no malice. Last time, the shopkeeper of Moxuan Pavilion bullied me, but he helped me vent his anger." Zhaoyang explained.

When Mrs. Yu heard that she had protected her granddaughter, she immediately turned dark and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the shopkeeper, our family is really a girl, and she is more nervous in normal times. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's normal for an old lady to do this." The young shopkeeper said quickly, paused and asked, "Can I say a few words to Miss Zhenzhen?"

He was really afraid that such a strong old lady would not become clumsy in a while if she continued.

"The shopkeeper comes in first, you sit down, I'll pour you tea."

"No, no, no, I'll leave after saying a few words." The young shopkeeper quickly refused, and then tried his best to wink at Zhaoyang.

Zhaoyang almost couldn't help laughing.

This was the first time she had seen a man so scared of an old lady.

Although the old lady is fierce, she is a reasonable person.

"Grandma, I'll just say a few words to the shopkeeper. You can go and do your business."

Old Mrs. Yu walked away.

"Miss Zhenzhen, volume 3." The shopkeeper was straightforward and wanted to get it immediately, and left immediately. "I was urging the manuscripts everywhere, so worried that I was almost bald."

"Wait." Zhaoyang turned around and went back to the house, taking out three, four or five volumes from the system package.

[All you have to give so much is that you are not afraid of him losing money or not paying money?]

"As long as you are not short-sighted, you won't do such a thing." Zhaoyang said. The shopkeeper was a visionary person at first glance and would not have stopped working with her just because of a few books.

The young shopkeeper received three volumes at once and was very excited. He immediately gave Zhaoyang the profits of the past period: "It is hard to bring cash bank, so I have to exchange it for the whole silver notes of Changsheng Money House. If you want to exchange cash bank for cash bank."

"I'm leaving."

The shopkeeper was too lazy to talk unnecessary nonsense, so he left happily with three volumes of scripts, and wished he could put on his wings and fly back directly to finish reading these three volumes immediately.

The person who writes the story is so amazing that he puts one hook after another in the story. The plot is ups and downs, making people unable to stop. Even if the story is very long, he always wants to chase it and follow the protagonist of the story to adventure in that fantasy world.

Old Mrs. Yu came out and left when she saw the shopkeeper. She asked Zhaoyang: "Zhenzhen, what kind of business are you doing with him? Why did you leave so quickly?"

"It was a storybook that Ziyun gave me. I copied it and sold it to the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper likes it very much. Today I am here to urge me to write the manuscript."

"A storybook?"

The old lady was shocked.

"Well, the shopkeeper likes the script, so he bought it with me. If he makes money, he will share it with me."

Zhaoyang handed the shopkeeper to the old lady just now.

“This is the previous share.”
Chapter completed!