C181 caricature

"Why are you suddenly interested in this thing?" Murong Zhi asked curiously.

"Nothing much, I'm just bored at home. I drew some comics and found them quite interesting. I thought I could take them out for printing and sell them as entertainment for other people." "Well, I just came over to ask you!" Feng Yu said with a knowing expression.

"Comics?" Murong Zhi asked, "What is that thing?"

"A cartoon is a book in the form of a painting. "That's right, the characters inside are all very cute and adorable, and then they are all displayed to people in the form of stories." "When it came to comics, Feng Yu was the one who started it.

"Oh? Is that so? I'd like to see it. "If I knew it, our Mu Rong family would never have made a loss." Murong Zhi said.

"Come, come, come. I knew you would say that. Don't worry, I guarantee you will like it." Feng Yu said as he took out the map he had drawn for Murong Zhi to see.

Murong Zhi originally did not take it seriously, he only thought that Feng Yu suddenly wanted to play, but who knew that those caricatures Feng Yu had drawn were actually interesting.

"How is it?" It was equivalent to having a bunch of script in Murong Zhi's hands, and he said: "Not bad, I won't let you do business that requires you to lose money."

"Yes." Not bad, the story also has its meaning. " When Murong Zhi first saw Feng Yu's words, he realized that this caricature of his had a hidden irony to it. He was secretly mocking the crown prince and would never forget to help Xuanyuan Zhan.

"That's right." Furthermore, I intend to spread these caricatures to the commoners, so the price must not be too high, so it must be more reasonable. " Feng Yu said, "How about this. If you help me, I'll sell these cartoons in your Mu Rong family's shop. The reward is 30% for us, 70% for you and 30% for me."

"That's great. Remember me even if it's good for you." Murong Zhi didn't believe that Feng Yu would have such good intentions; he just wanted to take advantage of him.

"Alright. I'll help you with that. " Murong Zhi said, "Where in the Xiao Kingdom is my Murong Family? What kind of business do we not want to do? "Don't worry, I happen to have a bookstore under the Mu Rong family's property, so printing is a piece of cake. You just need to bring me the drawing and I'll send it down for them to print." Murong Zhi said.

"Alright, it's settled then." Feng Yu said. "I'll go back and draw. I'll get someone to send the draft over to you guys later."

As expected, Feng Yu's cartoon was quickly sold out. The style was exquisite, the story was interesting, and the price was low. It was quickly bought up, but not only did the number of people who came to buy books not decrease, instead, it became more and more.

Originally, Feng Yu was worried that the sale of the book wouldn't be good, so she got someone to print the first line. Who knew that the reaction would be good? More and more people came to buy the book. Feng Yu seized the opportunity to have someone quickly print the second sentence. Furthermore, every word of the phoenix feather was printed on the comic book with their pen name, and their calligraphy was as far away as the voice of a deer.

When Xuanyuan Zhan saw that Feng Yu was so busy these past few days, he was so happy that he did not disturb her and let her busy herself. It was rare for Feng Yu to have such an interest, so he naturally gave her her full support.

Feng Yu felt it was too boring to just sell comic books like this, so she came up with all sorts of promotional ideas and hidden eggs. This kind of cartoon not only can let people see, but also has the fun function.

These two days, Feng Yu had been busy drawing comics in the mansion, and she was a bit tired from all this. Today, she decided to let herself take a rest and go to the streets to see how his comics were faring in the city.

The teahouse was empty. Feng Yu was currently sitting in the teahouse, sipping a cup of tea.

A group of people ran in frantically. I got it. I got it. " A woman said, "I've finally gotten my hands on the latest issue of the cartoon. Hmph!"

"Wow!" Surrounding the girl was a group of girls, all of them looking at the girl with envious gazes. "Good, you actually managed to buy it. We've been in line for so long and haven't even seen a book." "Ah ~"

"Humph, you guys. If you're late, the next time you come and queue up early, then someone else will snatch it away." "If I had known earlier that Lu Zhiyin was the most popular painter here, especially his cartoons, I would have been even more popular. If I didn't line up earlier, I wouldn't have been able to buy it."

"Hey, tell me, what kind of person do you think this Yuanqi is?"

"Of course. Look at how poetic her name is, then look at how popular her paintings are. I'm sure she is a handsome man." As she spoke, the woman started to fall in love with him.

"Hey hey hey, all of you are also the loyal supporters of Zhenyin?" A woman heard them discussing Feng Yu's cartoon and said, "Do you want to join our fan club? "After joining our fan club and obtaining new comics, we would rush to purchase them as soon as possible."

"Yours?" Really? I want to join. I want to join. "

"Good, good, good. One card after another, I'll register first. "

Feng Yu sat in the teahouse and clearly heard their conversation. She could not help but be secretly happy, she did not expect her comics to be so popular. Really.

In the evening, Murong Zhi had someone deliver the profits from the two days of comics to her. After getting rid of his, he gave Feng Yu's share to her. If he had known earlier, both Feng Yu's eyes would have lit up when he saw the large amount of money. Hahaha, Feng Yu hid in Inside the room and laughed as he counted the money.

"Hahaha, it's really worth it. I earned it!" Feng Yudao did not notice from the start that Xuanyuan Zhan had entered her room. "Hehehehehe."

"You can laugh so happily after earning so much money, you little miser!" Xuanyuan Zhan scratched Feng Yu's nose with a helpless expression. He said lovingly.

"Who doesn't like money? This is money, money! Of course I'm happy. " Feng Yu said.

"Could it be that my Duke Palace doesn't have money, and can't raise you and Dou Dou?"

"That's not the same. Who would mind having a lot of money, would they?" Feng Yu held the money in her hand and spoke as if she were a little money grubber.

"Alright, alright, as long as you like it." Xuanyuan Zhan said as he pulled Feng Yu into his embrace. Ever since the two of them had been honest with each other, hugging his was no longer a big deal, as Feng Yu was already used to it.

Seeing that the cartoon was so popular, Feng Yu immediately became playful and thought of other comics related series. Feng Yu decided to write down the plot of these comics and sell them as well.

Thinking of this, Feng Yu suddenly remembered someone. Nangong Chen.

That's right, that's him. He's the number one genius. If I were to ask him to help me, he wouldn't refuse me, right? Moreover, wasn't he a good friend of Xuanyuan Zhan?

Feng Yu made a trip to the Hongfei Pavilion the same day she said he would leave.

"It's another matter that brought our great painter over." Seeing that it was Feng Yu, Murong Zhi teased her.

"I came here to look for Nangong Chen." Feng Yu said.

"Him. You can take it with you to the backyard.

Feng Yu walked into Nangong Chen's room and discovered that Nangong Chen seemed to be in the middle of the exercise. Nangong Chen gave Feng Yu a bland glance, but did not say a word.

"Nangong Chen, I have something that I need your help with." Although Feng Yu was normally a little shameless, but when facing this ice-cold Sir Leng, Nangong Chen, he was a little unnatural.

Feng Yu said as she took out a sketch of the cartoon she carried with him. "These are the other series of the cartoon. We would like you to help us write them down in my book. Then, these books will be bought in my name, but all of them will be sold in Hongfei Pavilion's library. After I finish writing it, I will have someone to transcribe it and place it in the Han Book Hall to sell. "

Nangong Chen held the comics in Feng Yu's hands and felt that it would be good to write it in a book, "Alright, I'll try. "Come back tomorrow and get it. If there's anything that's not good written in it, feel free to tell me."

"Alright." Feng Yu said, "But is one night enough? Otherwise, you can write for a few more days." Feng Yu also felt that it was impossible to write it all down in one night. Even though she was in a hurry and wanted to strike the iron while it was hot, she wasn't in a rush either.

"No need, this is a small matter, one night is enough." Nangong Chen said.

"All right. "Then I'll come back tomorrow to take a look." Feng Yu said, "I'll go back first. You can do it."

With that, Feng Yu slipped away, as if her feet were smeared with oil.

That night, Nangong Chen sat in front of his desk alone, read the comics Feng Yu gave him, and wrote down the comics into a book.

The next morning, Feng Yu came over early.

"Take it to see if it's feasible?" Nangong Chen took out the letter he wrote yesterday and showed it to Feng Yu.

Feng Yu took the book and started flipping through it. She really didn't know what was going on. When she saw it, she was shocked. [Oh my god. I told him about it yesterday. Look at what she wrote.] There were so many words. It was so vivid and gorgeous that she felt like she had never learned Chinese before.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with it? " Murong Zhi asked.

"Ah ~ ~" Feng Yu exclaimed, "No, no. "Your writing is too good. It will definitely be sold for a lot." After saying that, Feng Yu nodded seriously, as if she was deeply afraid that Nangong Chen wouldn't believe him.