Volume 1: The Gate of Flesh and Blood Chapter 61: Do both your main job and your side job!
Second floor, study.
Goethe sat behind his desk with a frown on his face, his pen paused. When the daylight grew slightly brighter, he finally let out a long sigh.
“The first five chapters are finally finished!”
Goethe said softly.
After returning to 11 Kimmel Street yesterday, Goethe went straight to his study.
In order to maximize profits, he must write the so-called "Adventures in the Wilderness" in the shortest possible time and publish it in the newspaper.
Moreover, this book must contain some seemingly extraordinary knowledge - when the plan to contact the official was completely abandoned, choosing wild "superhumans" became Goethe's only option, but without the constraints of the law, the danger of doing so would increase sharply!
Therefore, to be on the safe side, Goethe carefully chose the seemingly extraordinary knowledge.
Goethe hoped to use this book to attract the "supernatural being" in the "secret realm" before him to appear, but he did not want to bring real danger to himself.
Or, to be more precise, even if there is danger, it must be within controllable range.
It's impossible that some seemingly extraordinary knowledge can attract extremely powerful "supernatural beings", right?
Goethe thought.
Then he looked at the article he had written and pondered for a moment.
Then, he began to delete some seemingly extraordinary knowledge, leaving only a small part -
"Holmes was so excited after discovering that the 'blood letter' was written entirely in an unknown language that he stayed up all night to study it. After his good friend Dr. Watson tried to persuade him several times but failed, he could only bring breakfast to Holmes. But at this moment, the sheriff knocked on their door and brought bad news: Ghost Wolf had killed again!"
…
Goethe recited it several times in his mind, and then looked at the "blood letter" which was replaced by two correct "tuduan words" and two wrong "tuduan words", and felt that it was still a bit dangerous.
Eventually, the number of 'picture complexes' was reduced to two, one correct and one incorrect.
"There should be no problem this time!"
Goethe muttered to himself, stood up and walked downstairs.
Goethe was quite confident that the manuscript would be popular.
Not only that, he laid a good foundation in the early stages.
Also, he believes in the strength of the great writers in his hometown.
Even after his magical changes, it will still be wonderful.
Of course, what Goethe was most thankful for was that the 'Secret Realm' was connected to the 'Anchor World', some of the secret knowledge was the same, and he happened to have learned the most basic Tufu language.
Otherwise, this is hell difficulty.
"Master, good morning!"
The butler who had been standing outside the study all night saw Goethe open the door and walk out, and immediately bowed to greet him - the way the live-in butler addressed his employer was no different from the servants in traditional aristocratic homes.
If the employer is a male or female servant who goes home every day, they will address their employer as Mr. or Mrs.
"Thank you for your hard work, Kai."
"After breakfast, go and rest."
“As a writer, my schedule is different from that of ordinary people, and you need to adapt.”
Looking at the tired-looking servant, Goethe said with a smile.
"I will adapt as soon as possible, Master, please don't worry."
"Maria scrambled the eggs and sauce as you ordered."
The butler answered meticulously.
As a qualified servant, one's priority is naturally the employer.
Especially when the employer is not a demanding one.
Of course, Kai clearly remembered what happened yesterday. The six people lying on the ground told him that even if the employer in front of him was not a demanding person, he still needed to maintain his utmost respect.
Goethe nodded and walked towards the first floor.
The maid Maria had been standing by the dining table waiting for a long time.
Compared to the tired male servant, the maid who had just woken up early after a night's sleep was full of energy.
"Master, this is the egg sauce you requested. I prepared bread and salad for you as a side dish."
Maria showed Goethe the fruits of her labor.
Unlike the egg sauce in Goethe's memory, the egg sauce in front of him was grayish white because milk was added. It tasted sweet, spicy, and a little salty, and had a very sticky texture, somewhat like yogurt.
Goethe took a sip, then began to soak the bread and eat it with salad.
Breakfast was finished very quickly.
Looking at Maria who was looking at him expectantly, Goethe did not want to discourage her enthusiasm.
"Well done, don't do it again next time."
Goethe said very politely.
Then, after a pause, he continued.
"In the future, try to keep your meals normal."
Goethe emphasized.
"Yes, Master."
Maria nodded repeatedly, looking very happy.
The owner praised her cooking for being delicious!
But why not do it again next time?
Is it for a festive meal?
The maid was a little confused.
While the maid was clearing the dishes, Goethe walked out of the room.
The moist air lifted Goethe's spirits, and the coachman Rick outside the door took off his hat and greeted Goethe.
Goethe began to understand why the other party was the best coachman in 'Simerk Private Carriage Company'. Not only was he able to resolve some unexpected situations, but he was also meticulous in his job. According to the agreement between the two parties, the other party only needed to serve him from 8 am , and it was only 7:30 now. He must have left last night after the agreed time.
"Morning, Rick."
Goethe greeted the coachman, then looked at a middle-aged man standing at his door.
There was dew on the other person's shoulders, and it was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time, but he did not knock on the door.
"Good morning, Mr Marple."
"I'm Trisik, editor of the Hessetings Herald."
"It's an honor to meet you."
When Goethe's eyes swept over him, the other party began to introduce himself.
"Hello."
Goethe responded in a friendly manner.
Goethe naturally knew why the other party came.
He had already worked so hard to promote his new book yesterday. If the newspapers in Hessetings were not stupid, they would know what to do.
However, Goethe still did not expect that the other party would be waiting here so early.
"If you can, please come to my reception room."
"My maid is a good cook and can make tea. You should need a cup of hot tea."
Goethe extended an invitation.
"That really couldn't be better!"
Trixie let out a breath.
He felt Goethe's kindness.
Why did he come so early?
Isn't it just for this goodwill?
In order to ensure that this goodwill would not be wasted, the editor-in-chief said directly after he sat down in the reception room: "As long as there is no problem with your manuscript, The Clarion will give you the highest level of treatment and will not restrict your freedom. You don't need to agree immediately. You can consult other newspapers in Hessetings about their treatment. They will be here soon."
“You are a candid person.”
Goethe took the tea handed to him by Maria.
Just ordinary tea.
But that's enough.
He never wanted to eat scrambled eggs with sauce again.
"Because, compared with other newspapers, our strength at The Bugle is not absolutely superior, so we need to be more honest to win your favor."
Trish said with a smile.
Smart man!
Goethe commented in his heart.
The other party was very clear that after his publicity yesterday, the initiative was no longer in the hands of the newspaper.
At least, that's the case at this stage.
It is better to gain by being generous and honest than to lose by being harsh.
Afterwards, the two chatted.
Between about eight and half past eight, people from seven or eight powerful newspapers in Hessetins arrived one after another.
And the end result?
Goethe chose the Hessetings Zeitung.
After reading the manuscript, the other party gave the same freedom as the "Horn Newspaper", and the salary was more than double that of the "Horn Newspaper".
Of course, the most important thing is that the other party is the best-selling newspaper in Hessetings.
“I hope we can cooperate next time!”
When saying goodbye, Trisik shook hands with Goethe without any anger.
"certainly!"
Goethe nodded affirmatively.
Right now, he really needs attention.
After overcoming the current difficulties, Goethe didn't mind cooperating with the other party.
"I need to rest. Wake me up in the evening."
"Don't bother me if you don't have to."
Goethe instructed the maid.
"Yes, Master."
Maria nodded repeatedly.
Goethe walked towards the bedroom on the third floor.
After closing the door, he walked towards the closet.
When I opened the closet, several purses fell out.
How can I write a book in one night!
Of course I have to find a side job!
At this moment, Goethe's wardrobe was filled with banknotes!
Goethe was somewhat surprised to have such a harvest!
At first, Goethe, just to avoid being remembered, found a few gang members to ask where the five people he shot dead yesterday afternoon came from, but the first few waves of people didn't know.
So, he had to run to several more places before he achieved his goal.
Goethe, who had made outstanding contributions to the security of Hessetins without realizing it, glanced at the wealth that reached '5', began to carefully count the extra gains, and then began to clean up the last tail.
"There are 150 gold crowns and 21,000 in paper money."
"And 40 silver crowns and 20 bronze crowns."
"Except for gold crowns, silver crowns and copper crowns are becoming increasingly scarce... Is paper money becoming the mainstream currency in the true sense?"
Through the "contributions" of several small gangs around him, Goethe keenly discovered the differences.
"It should be a regulation at the national level. Is there anything that can be used in it?"
Lying in bed, Goethe thought.
Then he heard Maria's footsteps.
Very hurried and a little panicked.
The next moment, there was a knock on the door——
"Master, there are two police officers who want to see you!"
