The best grandson of Nongmen

Chapter 222 Direction

The teahouse is still talking about Journey to the West.

Qi Wenming suddenly became more confident, "Lingling, this story is just what I came up with. I'll definitely sell it when you come up with another one."

Qi Lingling rolled her eyes, nodded slightly and said, "Look again."

The two of them ordered a pot of tea, ordered some snacks, and stayed in the teahouse for half an hour.

Qi Lingling found that what was interesting in the teahouse was not only being able to listen to stories, but also listening to some gossips from the tea guests.

"When I have money in the future, I will sit in the teahouse from time to time, chat with people, and then go to a nearby restaurant to eat. Don't let this life be too beautiful." Qi Wenming said happily.

Qi Lingling smiled and said: "Uncle, maybe when you get rich, you won't find life like this interesting anymore?"

"How could it be?" Qi Wenming asked immediately.

Qi Lingling smiled and said nothing, and went to the study with her little hands behind her back.

Qi Wenming immediately followed, "Lingling, why did you say that?"

"I just said it casually, don't take it seriously." He said and walked into the study.

The study was completely different from the teahouse. The teahouse was bustling with people, but there was a sense of silence in the study. Qi Wenming followed Qi Lingling, not daring to speak.

Qi Lingling was still a little short, so she could only raise her head and ask: "Shopkeeper, what are the most popular scripts these days?"

The shopkeeper saw that she and Qi Wenming were both very young, so he smiled and said, "Little girl, you are not a local, are you? The most popular book in the capital these days is The Little Demon Fairy, and the book "Journey to the West" can also be used by the little girl."

As he spoke, he looked at Qi Wenming.

Qi Wenming couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He didn't expect these two to be so popular in the capital.

"Is there nothing else? This

We have read both. "Qi Lingling blinked.

The shopkeeper just walked out of the counter. After hearing what Qi Lingling said, he immediately said: "There are some new books. You can go over there and have a look."

He pointed in a direction.

Qi Lingling thanked her and walked over.

Qi Wenming followed closely, but his eyes swept around the study. There were people in the study, but everyone was quietly reading books.

He took down the books according to Qi Lingling's instructions.

Qi Lingling quickly flipped through the previous chapters of these books.

The shopkeeper who was watching raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect the little girl to be literate. The boy who followed him was not that clever.

After reading through it, Qi Lingling had a clear idea that many of the stories in it were extensions of Journey to the West. Anyway, these settings were not very interesting. No wonder there are no stories that surpass Journey to the West.

"Uncle, please put all these back."

Qi Wenming did as he was told, "How about it? Have you thought of a good story?"

Qi Lingling nodded and said: "We have a direction."

Qi Wenming was overjoyed and immediately said casually: "How much did you sell this story to that girl for?"

"I saw that these two books became so popular after they arrived in the capital. She must have made a lot of money by changing hands?"

Speaking of this, he felt a little sick. Knowing that it could sell so well in the capital, they came here earlier.

Qi Lingling was not affected. At that time, she sold the storybook to Miss Zhou just to seek refuge.

"Let's go."

Seeing that Qi Lingling had no reaction, Qi Wenming could only sigh and follow.

Not long after, a young man walked out from in front of the bookcase at the end. He stared at the direction the two left, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"

Don't you feel bad at all? "

"Maybe she sold thousands of cars for money, maybe even more than this. We can all buy a house here."

"By the way, what's the name of that lady? Do you think we can still meet her in the capital?"

Qi Wenming didn't stop talking after he left the study.

Qi Lingling was quite helpless. Why did her brother-in-law talk more and more now?

"Uncle, you have sold everything to others, so stop nagging about it. I think your mind is moving very quickly. You should also go back and think about the story. Maybe your story will be better sold than mine? "

"Really?" Qi Wenming was really moved. To do things with Lingling, money is indispensable, but no matter what, it can't be as much as the money he earned from selling stories. He touched his chin and really started to think about it. .

When they came back, the stall had been closed.

Cao'er gnawed on the bones again. When he saw them coming back, he immediately stepped forward with a smile and said, "Where have you been? I'm heating the rice for you in the pot. By the way, my cousin, grandma, uncle, and the others have gone to take a lunch break."

Qi Lingling looked at the pot on one side and knew that she was watching the fire to prepare for selling box lunches at night.

"Thanks a lot."

Cao'er's mouth was still oily, and he smiled lightly and said, "It's not hard."

She had food and clothing, and her cousin also said that she would be given some money every month to save for herself. She planned to save it for a few months and then have someone send it back to her grandfather.

When she grows up and makes more money, she will bring her grandfather to the capital.

Qi Lingling didn't know what Cao'er was thinking. She and Qi Wenming ate quickly, and then they lay on the table and started thinking about stories.

Look at the grass

Keep them like this and don't bother them.

Qi Yuanfeng and Xu Yuanniang, who woke up at the right time, asked them a few more questions. Seeing that they were going to write stories, they both laughed. It was good that they had something to do, so as not to go out and run around every day. Regardless of the bustling capital, but There are also flower shots.

When Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi came to see Qi Lingling, they knew she was thinking about a story. The two friends stayed and started to come up with strange ideas.

Feng Xiaopang said that he could write a story about a big dog turning into a tiger.

Zheng Yongzi said that it would be better to write a story about mice fighting.

Qi Lingling looked confused. She was not on the same page as them.

When the two saw that Qi Lingling ignored their thoughts, they still had some opinions and shouted that they also wanted to write a story.

"Can you write?" Qi Lingling's soul hit.

Feng Xiaopang and Zheng Yongzi were a little hurt, and they looked at Qi Lingling unconvinced.

Although Qi Lingling can't write all the words, she is much better than the two who can't write and read.

When the two of them saw that Qi Lingling could write, they were greatly shocked. They suddenly felt that they and Qi Lingling were not in the same group, and ran away.

Qi Wenming looked at this scene and thought it was funny: "If they know that you fooled them, aren't you afraid that they will beat you?"

"Isn't there you, uncle? Besides, if we fight, I won't necessarily lose." Qi Lingling proudly raised her head and clenched her fists, saying that she hadn't had a fight in a long time.

"This story is really hard to imagine." Qi Wenming sighed and looked at the paper in front of Qi Lingling. There were only words written by Hu, Feng, Xiaopang and the others just now.

"Lingling, haven't you thought about it either?"

"I figured it out, I'm in my head

Conceive the details inside. "Qi Lingling felt that there were many stories in her mind, but they were all intermittent. She needed to sort them out. When Brother Yuan comes back in the evening, after she tells them, she can ask Brother Yuan to help sort them out.