Chapter 268 268 One Sword Ninety-Five

Zhao Yuanle's face was very entangled.

"Yes, but... are you really serious about this price?"

Chen Moying smiled and asked back: "Do you think I'm coaxing you?"

Zhao Yuanle still couldn't believe it and stared at Chen Moying in a tangled way.

"I think I need to tell you the value of one hundred silver dollars.

Is it because you have never been short of money since childhood and don’t have to worry about your own food and clothing, so don’t know the current prices?

You have to know that you can buy a good paddy field with ten silver dollars. An ordinary pig only costs a few silver dollars.

I'll tell you a story, one month, one hundred?"

Chen Moying: "Although I am not short of money, I still know the basic price. You don't have to worry that I don't know the situation and offer you a random price.

Moreover, my grandfather's family is really rich."

Listening to Chen Moying's words, Zhao Yuanle frowned and remained silent for a while. Finally, she looked at Chen Moying with a serious expression, narrowed her eyes and asked a question.

"Did you... have any intentions against me?"

Chen Moying, who was drinking tea, held the cup raised to his mouth and did not put it into his mouth for a long time.

He looked at Zhao Yuanle, and his expression became rare and complicated.

Zhao Yuanle couldn't help but touch his head.

"Otherwise, why would you give me this high price? Even if your grandfather's family is rich, why don't you keep it yourself and have to give it to me?

I haven't told a story yet, so you're sure to offer an offer and give it to you directly?"

The smile on Chen Moying's face slowly faded. He took a sip of the tea from his mouth, put down the teacup, and then sighed softly.

"Actually, I always thought that my friendship with you was very simple."

Zhao Yuanle: "I think so too, but you..."

Chen Moying: "Originally, I was thinking that Miss Zhao had to do a lot of things, and this was paid by my grandfather's family, so I could take the opportunity to help a group of Miss Zhao.

Since that's the case... In order to avoid Miss Zhao, you think I have any intentions for you, I will change the price.

Referring to the price of an article in the Beidu newspaper, and considering that Miss Zhao, you are just providing the story, not writing it yourself, then, five silver dollars will be issued in one issue."

The person who was still listening to Chen Moying's words seriously became uneasy for a moment.

Zhao Yuanle thought that his current expression was probably a little panicked.

"No, hey, this, I don't mean that either. One hundred is indeed too much. You can get less, but the price is... Is this? Is it a little too much?"

Chen Moying chuckled.

"Is that true? But I think this price is quite high, and I still have some understanding of the price trend."

Zhao Yuanle now wants to give himself the mouth of Balabara.

Her eyes looked at Chen Moying a little excited.

"Actually, I think the friendship between us is very simple.

How could a person like Mr. Chen have other thoughts? I am really too tempted.

I think it's nothing, as long as you are willing to give it, it's not stolen by robbing it. What reason do I have to not accept it?

I……"

Chen Moying interrupted Zhao Yuanle's words.

"Okay, that's the price. If you think it's not suitable, then forget it. I don't have the heart to make you embarrassed. This is also something you want to do."

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

Her expression couldn't be tense anymore, and she looked like she regretted it and could cry out immediately.

When she was sad, she spoke again, and her voice trembled a little.

"It's really five?"

Chen Moying nodded with a smile.

"Yeah, five."

Zhao Yuanle: “…”

A deep sadness suddenly surged in her heart, her eyes were also lost, and her face was full of regret.

If she had known this, she wouldn't have talked too much!

If she had known this, she would have been less confident!

She thought Chen Moying would just say a bunch of words that would make her feel at ease to get the money, but who knew... He cut ninety-five in one knife!

Chen Moying lowered his head slightly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, lowering his lower half of his face and smirked past.

Zhao Yuanle, who had been silent for a long time, was still thrusting.

Chen Moying drank tea calmly and comforted Zhao Yuanle softly: "I'm not worried anymore and tell the story again."

Zhao Yuanle gritted his teeth.

"I'm not sad!"

Chen Moying: "Oh?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Yes!"

Chen Moying picked up the pen and smiled.

"Then let's tell a story."

Zhao Yuanle took a deep breath. She wanted to talk about the cool articles like The Legend of the Condor Heroes, but now she wants to talk about the tragedy of Book and Sword Ethics and Revenge Records.

"Since we want to promote new ideas, we can set up a virtual enemy and enemy in the story, and then integrate this enemy into the characteristics of Westerners, and then connect it to some of the current technologies of Westerners to arouse people's vigilance."

Chen Moying's expression paused.

"Didn't you say before, to write stories about various adventures of ordinary people and then create successful lives?"

Zhao Yuanle's face was sad: "The enemy is in front of him, why are you talking about personal success?"

Chen Moying was silent for a moment.

After the silence, he put down his pen and couldn't help laughing: "Why do you double it, how about ten silver dollars? Now that the newspaper is just beginning, don't have too much metaphorical story. Let's first have a story you told before.

Bar."

Zhao Yuanle's sadness was slightly less.

After thinking about it, she began to tell Chen Moying the story of the Legend of the Condor Heroes.

Chen Moying listened seriously, but he also had questions.

"This martial arts internal power should be fake, right?"

Zhao Yuanle: "Of course it's fake. No matter how long you practice, you can't block a bullet."

Chen Moying nodded.

In the first episode, Zhao Yuanle first talked about the era setting and martial arts setting of this story, and then talked about the appearance of the male lead.

Chen Moying has his own view on the setting of the times.

"Although this story is not the name of the dynasty of the official history, the corresponding one can also be found in the official history.

In fact, now there are much less restrictions on literary works, such as Taizu's writings at that time, basically impossible to happen.

I think this story can be tried to arrange it in the official history, so that more people who are interested should be interested."

Zhao Yuanle paused and nodded quickly.

"You know better about this, you have the final say."

She is an outsider, so I should listen to the natives here.

Chen Moying read this by himself, sorted it out in his mind, and then expressed his opinion.

"The story is well set, especially martial arts and sects. It can also be combined with that period of history, and the response should be good.

So, what should I use the pseudonym?”

He looked at Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle was stunned.

The pseudonym is...

Since she used someone else's story...

"Jin Yong."

She spoke.

Chen Moying nodded, as if she didn't hear clearly.

Zhao Yuanle repeated it again.

"Jin Yong, gold, vulgar mediocre."

Chen Moying repeated the name again in his mouth and couldn't help but savor it.

Small theater:

Chen Moying: I have no intention of you.

Zhao Yuanle: Then don’t kill him with one knife…

Yi Li (he): This is the price of universal confidence.

Wang Xianzhi (raising his hand): Attachment!
Chapter completed!