Yi Feng, who was upset by the noise, cursed, putting down the pen and paper in his hand, and walked out the door. Looking at the fluctuation of energy in the sky, he suddenly understood that cultivators were fighting again.
"Which son of a **** is that? If you don't know how to fight, get out of the way, bah."
Yi Feng spits out a mouthful of spit and then walked back to the martial arts hall furiously. After the sound subsided, he calmed down and resumed writing.
Over the next two weeks, Yi Feng devoted himself to finishing the book "Fairy Zixia and the Supreme Treasure". Once he completed it, he made his way to the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce.
Yi Feng was received by Mao Lin, the president of the Pingjiang Chamber of Commerce.
As the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, Mao Lin's status was much higher than that of ordinary people. He was known for his wealth and power and rarely received visitors in person. However, Mao Lin had a debt of gratitude to Yi Feng.
Several years ago, Mao Lin had gone into the mountains with a group of Chamber of Commerce members on a hunting trip. Unfortunately, Mao Lin was bitten by a poisonous snake and his condition quickly deteriorated. The members of the group tried to find help but were unsuccessful, and it looked as though Mao Lin would not survive.
Just as all hope seemed lost, Yi Feng happened to be passing by the area and heard about Mao Lin's predicament. He immediately rushed to help and used his knowledge of herbs to cure Mao Lin. It was a close call, but Mao Lin eventually made a full recovery.
Ever since then, Mao Lin had felt indebted to Yi Feng and had vowed to repay him in any way he could. This was why when Yi Feng came to visit the Chamber of Commerce, Mao Lin personally received him, showing him the utmost respect and hospitality.
"Hehe, Master Yi, please have some tea."
Mao Lin sat in front. As the chairman of the Chamber of Commerce, he was naturally dressed in luxurious clothes, his face was red, he glanced at Yi Feng without any trace, and then asked, "I don't know why Master Yi came to our Chamber of Commerce this time. What's the matter?"
"do you want me to print those useless fairy tales again?"
Hearing this, Yi Feng frowned slightly, and at the same time, his face became a little embarrassed.
Mao Lin welcomed Master Yi, acknowledged him as his benefactor, and offered him a seat. However, Mao Lin expressed his inability to assist Yi Feng in printing his book "Fairy Zixia and the Supreme Treasure" again, as it was not profitable for the Chamber of Commerce, despite it being a small matter.
"after all."
Mao Lin explained that the Chamber of Commerce has many members to support and their priority is to make profits, so they have to carefully consider what products to promote. "Interests come first," he added, "don't you agree?"
"Ok!"
Yi Feng pursed his lips and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Even so, he was too lazy to argue. Just as he was about to get up and leave, the door was pushed open, and a figure came in.
She had a tall and slender body, with beautiful features and eyebrows. She was dressed in a long red satin, which outlined the beautiful waist of a water snake.
"Yun'er, didn't you know that I was receiving guests, why did you break in so rudely?" Mao Lin said reproachfully, but his eyes were full of doting.
"Father, I just wanted to ask, can you find the author of "Dream of Red Chamber"?" The woman called Yun requested
Upon hearing this, Yi Feng, who had just been preparing to leave, moved his gaze. The author of Dream of the Red Chamber? Wasn't that him? He didn't expect that Mao Yuner was still one of his readers. Perhaps there might be a chance for the printing of his books.
After all, his economic situation had already become unsustainable. Sure enough, Mao Lin's face also became more interesting upon hearing Mao Yuner mention Dream of the Red Chamber in front of Yi Feng. He immediately coughed twice and lightly scolded her, "I'm receiving guests here, you can leave first." Mao Yuner glanced at Yi Feng and retreated, puffing out her small cheeks.
Seeing Mao Yuner leave, Mao Lin squeezed out a smile and looked at Yi Feng, saying, "Master Yi, to be frank, my daughter is indeed your reader. She was so obsessed with Dream of the Red Chamber that she neglected to sleep and eat. However..." "As a pearl of my business, she has a great responsibility. Spending all her time on books about love and emotions is not appropriate and does not focus on the main task." "I also... I don't want to help you print this... this what's it called again... the supreme treasure? Part of it is because of my daughter. Once your book is out, she will be addicted to it again. So I hope you can bear this responsibility."
Hearing this, Yi Feng nodded, didn't say much, and was about to leave. "Wait." Mao Lin called out again. Yi Feng stopped and looked back at him. Mao Lin got up and walked towards Yi Feng while waving his hand. His subordinates understood and left. Soon, they brought a jade plate with two rows of gold coins, probably over a hundred.
Yi Feng looked at him in confusion. "You saw it earlier, my daughter is looking for you, the original author." Mao Lin handed the jade plate to Yi Feng and said, "Don't reveal your identity to my daughter. Here are a hundred gold coins, take it." Yi Feng furrowed his eyebrows slightly and looked at the jade plate. After a slight hesitation, he reached in and only took out ten gold coins, saying, "These ten coins are for the herbs I provided last time. As for the others, there's no need.
Yi Feng turned and left. Different paths do not cross, there's no need for anything else.
At the door, he met Mao Yuner who had been waiting. Yi Feng politely nodded, a sign of respect and gratitude for his readers, elders, and parents. That's all. After Yi Feng left, Mao Yuner went to find Mao Lin again.
"Father, do you remember your promise to arrange a meeting with the author of Dream of the Red Chamber? I am still waiting for news on this matter,". Mao Yuner pouted and acted like a spoiled child.
"Yuner, you should focus on learning the business from the seniors in the guild. What's the use of reading these irrelevant books?" Mao Lin softly scolded her.
"Business, business, you only care about me doing business. I don't like doing business at all. Even if I have to do it, it doesn't affect me reading books!" Mao Yuner stamped her feet.
"You won't be able to see him, it's useless," Mao Lin replied. "He's just a poor villager. If it weren't for me helping him last time, he wouldn't have had the ability to write."
"However, the sales of the Dream of Red Mansions are very good, and the business association has earned a lot from it," Mao Yuner said,
"Why didn't we cooperate with him?" she asked
"Although there is indeed a lot of profit, it is not the focus of our business association. Compared to that, these profits are too meager," Mao Lin explained with a serious expression, "And now is a critical period of competition with the Baofeng Business Association. The association does not allow our attention to be diverted."
Seeing Mao Yuner struggling, he waved his hand and ordered sternly, "Alright, I have other things to attend to. You two, take Mao back to her room to rest." Regardless of Mao Yuner's struggles, two servants took her away.
Walking out of the business association, a chilly autumn wind swept over, making Yi Feng look somewhat desolate. Life is not easy no matter where you are! It seems that if he wants to earn money by publishing books, he can only think of another way! Just as he arrived near the martial arts gym, he saw two familiar figures sitting on the steps of the gym.
One was a tall and beautiful woman named Luolan Xue, and the other was a small and delicate girl named Yin Luoli. They were both cultivators, naturally beautiful and graceful, and their figures were enchanting and charming, attracting the attention of passersby. Seeing Yi Feng come back, the two women showed joy and greeted him.
"This junior greets senior." Luo Lan Xue gave a bow but didn't dare to look at Yi Feng directly. Yin Luo Li, on the other hand, curiously examined Yi Feng like a baby, as she had heard from her teacher that this man was an extraordinary master and must be treated with respect.
"It's both of you," Yi Feng nodded and smiled, asking, "Where is Brother Qing Shan? Why didn't he come?"
"My uncle has been resting at home recently and wanted us to come and visit you," Luo lan Xue handed Yi Feng a delicately packaged basket and said, "These are fruits we picked from the mountains, my uncle asked us to give them to you."
"Thank you, that's very kind of you," Yi Feng replied, smiling as he took the basket and opened it to reveal several porcelain-like, shiny white fruits that looked very delicious. Seeing his smile, Luo Lan Xue felt less restrained and became more comfortable around him. She couldn't help but engage in casual conversation with Yi Feng, asking if there was anything she could do to help him out of his predicament.
"Me?" Yi Feng chuckled and said, "I wrote a book in my spare time to supplement my income, but I'm having trouble finding a place to publish it."
"Sir wrote a book to supplement his income but can't find a place to publish it?" Luo Lan Xue was slightly surprised. But then she realized that Yi Feng was extremely discreet and reluctant to reveal his identity, which must have caused this confusion.
The complexities of human society, the necessities of life, the joys and sorrows, the difficulties and puzzles - these were the true experiences of life! For a moment, Luo Lan Xue seemed to understand something profound.
Indeed, every time she interacted with Yi Feng, she gained unexpected insights. "Senior, if you don't mind, why don't we help you?" Luo Lan Xue asked tentatively after regaining her composure.
"Oh?" Yi Feng's eyes lit up slightly. "Here's the thing, Lao Li, the father of Luo Li, is the chairman of the Bao Feng Commercial Association. Why don't we go together to see him?" Luo Lan Xue explained. After all, Yi Feng acted like a mortal, and she thought that helping him with mortal means should not break any rules.
"That would be great," Yi Feng's dark mood suddenly disappeared, and he felt as if a new world had opened up before him.