After receiving the red packet from Li Er, Sun Wukong happily ordered both books and read them with great interest.
Being suppressed under the Five Elements Mountain for 500 years was not a good life!
When she suddenly saw the two novels, she naturally could not help but feel her heart stir. She immediately forgot about the time.
……
Meanwhile, in Chang 'an.
According to Zhang Heng's arrangements, Cheng Aiqian had already started preparing for the sale of the cell phone.
The mobile phone was mainly created to promote Buddhism and enrich the nightlife of the people of the Great Tang.
Therefore, the price of the cell phone was not high. It was only 50 copper coins per cell phone, and most people could afford it.
Clang! Clang!
On the street, Cheng Aiqian was standing in front of a shop, beating a gong and drum, attracting the attention of pedestrians.
"Take a look, take a look. The cell phone developed by the Hundred Schools of Philosophy and personally guaranteed by the Emperor of the Great Tang, Li Shimin, is now on sale!”
Research and development of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy?
Li Shi Min guaranteed it?
Really? That awesome?
Countless pedestrians were attracted by this shout and surrounded Cheng Aiqian.
"Pay attention to order. Don't let any stampede happen!”
Two soldiers dressed as imperial guards walked out of the shop, which indirectly confirmed the authenticity of Cheng Aiqian's words.
"Boss, was your phone really developed by the Hundred Schools of Philosophy?”
Someone in the crowd asked.
The Hundred Schools of Philosophy had enjoyed a high reputation among the people since ancient times.
"That's right!"
Cheng Aiqian nodded." You know Zhang Heng, the great writer, right?”
"Of course I do. The one who wrote Jade Dynasty and Romance of the Dragon and Snake!”
"Not only that, but he's also the Imperial Advisor of our Great Tang! The Martial Arts Sutra that we practice on a daily basis was also written by him!”
"Amazing! But what did the phone have to do with Zhang Heng?”
The crowd discussed animatedly.
"Of course it's related!"
"Zhang Heng is the master of the Hundred Schools of Philosophy!" Cheng Aiqian replied loudly.”
"Zhang Heng was the one who presided over the research and development of the cell phone!”
"How much is a cell phone? Buy me two, one for my wife and one for myself!”
Suddenly, someone stood up and said.
In the meantime, she winked at Cheng Aiqian.
That's right, he was hired by Cheng Aiqian. Zhang Heng taught him this trick, saying that it was a herd effect.
As expected, when the commoners saw someone taking the lead to buy a cell phone, they immediately followed suit.
"Fifty coins for a phone, no bargaining!”
After selling their phones, Cheng Aiqian taught them how to bind their phones.
By the time the crowd had completely dispersed, it was already evening.
"In a day, we sold nearly a thousand phones. When the popularity of the phones spreads, this number will only increase.”
Cheng Aiqian's face was full of smiles.
Zhang Heng promised to give him a penny for every cell phone he sold.
In other words, he had earned nearly a thousand wen in one day, far more than what he had earned in the past.
"Follow Young Master Zhang and live a good life!”
Cheng Aiqian thought to herself. She was very glad about her decision back then.
If he didn't follow Zhang Heng, he would still be a servant of the Cheng family. Who knew when he would be able to make a name for himself?
……
"Zhang Heng, you have to help me!"
"I want to write a novel!"
On the novelist's island, Zhang Heng looked helplessly at Liu Chuanfeng, who was in tears.
He had just returned from the Five Elements Mountain when he met Liu Chuanfeng, who had a disappointed look on his face.
After listening to Liu Chuanfeng's tearful cries, he finally understood the reason for Liu Chuanfeng's loss.
So it was because no one read the rubbish novels he wrote. Even if he gave them away for free, no one would want them. He felt very hopeless and felt that there was no hope in life...
"If no one reads it, it means that your writing isn't good. If you write more and practice more, you'll eventually get better!”
Zhang Heng comforted her.
Liu Chuanfeng cried even harder." It's been fifteen years since I became a novelist!”
"For fifteen years, I've learned all kinds of novel writing techniques, but it's all useless!”
Zhang Heng really wanted to tell him that it was not that those techniques were useless, but that his novel was really rubbish.
But after thinking about it, he decided to forget it. If he were to strike Liu Chuanfeng's young heart again, he might just jump into Qingting Lake and commit suicide.
"How about this, upload your novel to the bookstore on your phone. There should be people reading it.”
Zhang Heng said uncertainly.
In his previous life, there was a saying in the internet era that even if it was a pile of sh * t on the internet, people would like to eat it.
No matter how trashy Liu Chuanfeng's writing was, there would always be a few people who liked to read it.
It was like how humans didn't like to eat feces, but flies liked to eat and smell it. The principle was the same.
"Really?"
Liu Chuanfeng couldn't believe it.
"It's true!"
Zhang Heng nodded and made an announcement in the bookstore.
Everyone could publish their novels in the bookstore. The first 100,000 words were free to read, and the other 100,000 words were paid to read. The author's earnings would be split 70 - 30 with the bookstore!
Author 7, Bookstore 3
At present, the cell phone had only been on sale for a day. After all, there were only a few people who had a cell phone, so it did not cause any waves.
Zhang Heng didn't mind. He uploaded his new book, which was written during the time when he was developing the mobile phone. In half a month's time, he had finished writing the entire book and was just waiting to be published.
Create a new book and upload it!
He directly uploaded a free chapter of 100,000 words at once, and then uploaded another 10 paid chapters.
Zhang Heng couldn't help but sigh. It felt so good to have a copy, unlike some authors who published chapter after chapter and were often criticized by readers for being slow in updating!
Now that he had a ridiculously large number of manuscripts, he was not in a hurry to publish them all at once. He was happy to publish ten chapters a day.
In the depths of the universe where coldness and darkness coexisted, nine huge dragon corpses were pulling an ancient bronze coffin, which had existed since ancient times.
This was an extremely shocking image captured by a space probe in the desolate universe.
Did the Nine Dragons Pull Coffin return to the ancient times or come to the other side of the starry sky?
It was a vast Xianxia world, strange and mysterious.
His blood was boiling like a volcano, his passion was surging like the vast sea, and his desire was endless like an abyss…
On the Path to Heaven, he walked on songs and covered the sky with a snap of his fingers.
The Giant Bronze Coffin in the Starry Sky
Life was the greatest miracle in the world.
The four directions are called Yu. Although the universe is real, there is no place to seek. From ancient times to the present, it is called Zhou. Although the universe has increased, I don't know where it began.
In the vast universe and the boundless starry sky, many scientists speculated that Earth might be the only source of life.
Humans were actually very lonely. In the vast sky, although there were billions of stars, it was very difficult to find a second life star.
However, humans had never given up on exploration. Since the last century, they had launched many space probes.
Voyager 2 was an unmanned space probe launched in 1977 from the Kennington Space Center.
……
After more than 30 years, at this very moment, Voyager 2 made a shocking discovery!
In the desolate universe, there were nine huge corpses lying there quietly…
Nine Dragons Coffin Pulling!
"Covering the Sky"!
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