Chapter 1518: Chapter 1517 The Charm of Journey to the West_1

Yang Wenxiao was so engrossed in reading that he forgot to eat or sleep until late into the night.

Gao Lian urged him several times to rest, but he insisted on staying up to read through the night.

Because of this, Gao Lian specially sent someone to the Qiao Residence to ask Qiao Xiaomai to hurry over with the remaining manuscript, so that Yang Wenxiao wouldn’t have to wait any longer.

Upon hearing the eunuch’s words, Qiao Xiaomai and Xiaomai could only shake their heads.

The rest of the story was still in their heads, yet to be written down.

Besides, even if it had been written, the draft for Yang Wenxiao couldn’t be sloppy and had to be copied again. If Yang Wenxiao really couldn’t wait, he could arrange a shadow puppet show to pass the time.

Really, the shadow puppet show was quite interesting. Qiao Xiaomai, Bei Lingsu, and Haifeng had a lot of fun when they were practicing it.

After receiving such a response, the eunuch went back and relayed the message to Gao Lian, who was left speechless.

Speaking of which, for Yang Wenxiao’s ninety-first birthday, the only gifts Qiao Xiaomai had presented were a book and a shadow puppet show, and the content of the puppet show was “Zhu Bajie carrying his wife”–what was the implication of that?

To celebrate a birthday with a pig demon’s performance, what was she trying to imply?

It was only because Yang Wenxiao had a good nature that he didn’t take issue with Qiao Xiaomai; had it been someone else, Yang Wenxiao would definitely have been angered.

But who was Qiao Xiaomai? She was a living legend of Daqi, a reincarnated god of wealth–she really did have the capital to be perfunctory.

After Yang Wenxiao had finished reading the manuscript of Journey to the West, while seeing him off to bed, he passed on Qiao Xiaomai’s message.

Upon hearing it, Yang Wenxiao chuckled and said, “It’s not exactly perfunctory. It may not compare to the level of attention from the past, but compared to the congratulatory gifts from the civil and military officials, it’s not too bad.”

The substance contained in the book was even more valuable than those exquisite physical gifts.

Thinking about the monkey Sun Wukong, he couldn’t help but curl his lips into a smile, “Very good, very good. Tell Xiaomai to take his time writing, no rush. Don’t sacrifice quality for speed; this is a fine book worth re-reading, truly deserving to be made into a shadow puppet show for everyone to know about.”

“Then shall we start storytelling at Zuixian Building?” Gao Lian asked.

“Let’s first pick up the pace on finishing storytelling for Princesses and Princes, then arrange for Journey to the West,” replied Yang Wenxiao.

Because Princesses and Princes contained a lot of medical knowledge, its practical value was high. This book had to be widely circulated. He had already ordered people to print it urgently so that it could be distributed throughout all of Daqi.

No hurry, these things cannot be rushed.

As for Journey to the West, that can wait a bit longer.

How wonderful, the days when profitable ideas come one after another are truly marvelous.

The bluestone road and the canal aren’t much; they will be completed soon enough.

With that in mind, Yang Wenxiao felt relieved.

Qiao Xiaomai also felt relieved.

Previously, she worried that relying solely on Zhuang Luhe would not be enough to get the rich to donate clothes and food. Now, with Bei Yun’s help, it would be much easier.

The wealthy lacked neither money nor food and clothing. She understood the kind of extravagant lives those aristocratic families led. Just to mention the Jiwei Residence, where the diners never finished their dishes, leaving behind a whole table of leftovers in the Private Room after each visit.

Initially, Jiwei Residence used to take these leftovers to feed their livestock, sustaining a self-sufficient cycle.

But after she got involved, she had people make these leftovers into steamed buns, which were sold to the common folk for a coin each.

Believe it or not, they sold well. Every time a new batch was ready, it would sell out immediately.