I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 416 Hello, Professor! (Seeking monthly votes, favorites, and subscriptions!!!)
Mishir Ranke was engrossed in reading a book.

The coffee on the table had gone cold.

When Liu Jin walked into the office, he immediately recognized the book in the man's hand as his own "The Hunchback of Notre Dame".

"Professor Ranke, Amos has arrived."

The assistant whispered a reminder.

Michelle then stepped out of the world of the book and smiled.

Amos, sit.

He gestured for Liu Jin to sit down.

"I need to talk to Amos. Don't bother us."

"Yes, Professor!"

"Wait a minute!"

Liu Jin suddenly spoke up, stopping his assistant.

He took a coffee canister out of his bag and handed it to his assistant, saying, "These are top-quality coffee beans that my friend got from Martinique. They're not available on the market. I don't know much about this stuff, so could you please make me a few cups to try and see if they're really that good?"

The assistant paused, glancing at Michelle.

Professor Michelle despises this kind of thing the most.

But Michelle didn't object, and said with a smile, "Martinic coffee beans? Oh my, I'd love to try them."

Are Martinique coffee beans famous?
The assistant was confused.

But she still took the coffee can and went out.

The coffee can is a sealed tin can, and together with the can, it weighs about four or five pounds.

When she opened the seal, a rich aroma of coffee beans wafted out, instantly catching the assistant's eye.

She knows coffee!

Just by looking at the large, round coffee beans, their pure color, and their rich aroma, you can tell that this is truly top-quality coffee.

Unfortunately, she can't afford it.

You can afford it, but you can't buy it.

The world's best Caribbean coffee beans are almost always snapped up as soon as they are produced.

The coffee beans you see on the market are mostly second-grade; you can hardly find any good coffee beans.

A smile immediately appeared on her face, and she hurriedly began grinding coffee.

That's right, it's Su Daqiang's favorite hand-ground coffee.

Liu Jin smiled and asked, "Professor, do you know about Martinique coffee beans?"

"Ha, of course!"

Michelle smiled and said, “One of the world’s finest coffee beans has an annual production of no more than 300 tons. And the finest Martinique coffee beans are produced only at the Douglas plantation on Martinique, with an annual production of no more than 30 tons. I’ve seen the can you just took out at the Minister of the Interior’s house, so I’m quite sure about it.”

According to Mela, Old Mi is a coffee fanatic.

Moreover, as he got older, he drank less due to health reasons, but his requirements for coffee quality became higher and higher.

He was a very pure scholar.

Giving him money or jewelry won't help.

He had three great loves in his life: collecting, reading, and coffee.

Therefore, giving him coffee beans is the best choice.

Because the Martinique coffee beans under Lao Zhong's name are the best coffee beans in the world, Lao Mi would definitely not refuse.

This is also true.

Liu Jin has dozens of kilograms of Martinique coffee beans at home, but he doesn't drink them much.

Keeping it is a waste; it's better to give it as a gift.

Clearly, he made the right choice.

Old Mi began to talk at length about his coffee expertise.

Liu Jin sat to the side, listening with a smile, and occasionally cracking a joke, which quickly made Lao Mi beam with delight.

A man who was almost thirty years old walked over from outside the door.

"Charles, the professor said he doesn't see visitors."

The assistant, who was grinding coffee, quickly stopped the man.

Charles was Professor Michel's doctoral student and was greatly favored by the professor.

Normally, one can freely enter and leave Old Mi's office.

But today, I was actually stopped?

Professor Michelle's laughter could be heard from the office.

As Charles approached his assistant, he could smell a rich aroma of coffee beans even before he got close.

"Good coffee, where did you get it?"

"Amos brought these. The professor said they're Martinique coffee beans... Charles, have you heard of this brand?"

"Martinic!"

Charles's eyes lit up, and he hurried forward, sniffing again.

"Give me a cup too... I heard from the professor that it's one of the best coffee beans in the world, and you can't buy it on the market at all."

It seems that these coffee beans were packaged and then directly bought by Xiao Rizi.

"Damn this life, the food is fucking good!"

There was no other way; during the period when Xiao Ri Zi was able to buy America, they really did acquire it in bulk from all over the place and signed a lot of contracts.

Coffee is one of them.

Even now, Little Life continues to acquire plantations, especially in Brazil, where it purchases millions of bags of coffee beans annually, along with a large number of plantations. Brazil is practically becoming Little Life's coffee bean production base.

The assistant laughed and said, "Then you wait here. I'll take it to the professor first, and then I'll make two more drinks."

"no problem!"

Charles sat down happily, not in a hurry to go in and talk to Michel.

……

Two cups of hand-ground coffee were delivered to the office.

Michelle eagerly took a sip and exclaimed with a smile, "Damn, this is real coffee!"

France is also a major coffee consumer.

But to be honest, good coffee beans are not plentiful.

The Blue Mountain coffee sold in the market is actually also known as Jamaican Blend Blue Mountain.

It is made from 30% pure Blue Mountain coffee beans and 70% of the finest Jamaican high-mountain coffee beans.

This is already quite conscientious.

Most coffee shops are considered lucky if they have 10% genuine Blue Mountain coffee beans in their coffee.

In China, a merchant who provides 30% Jamaican high-mountain coffee beans is considered a conscientious seller. The Blue Mountain coffee flooding the Chinese market is all fake!

So, never believe what coffee shops tell you about Blue Mountain coffee; 99% of the time it's just a scam.

Even Americans can't get authentic Blue Mountain coffee.

"If you like it, Professor, I have many more over there. I'll get them for you later."

"Amos, you're trying to bribe me... Don't expect me to let you off easy."

"Haha, Professor, you've misunderstood."

The plantation you just mentioned, Douglas Plantation, belongs to a friend of mine. He got me a lot of coffee beans, but as you know, I'm Chinese and I like tea, Chinese tea, not Sri Lankan black tea.

"I only drink coffee occasionally, it's such a waste."

"You little rascal, it seems you know quite a few important people."

Michelle smiled, pointed at Liu Jin, then took a pipe from the drawer, put in tobacco, and lit it.

"Alright, then I'll shamelessly help you burn some calories."

After saying that, he stopped smiling.

He pushed the copy of "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" on the table forward.

"I heard that sales aren't very good."

"It's not that bad, it just needs time to settle and develop. I personally have a lot of confidence in it."

I like your confidence.

Michelle nodded.

"This is a good book, a book that could become a national treasure of France."

By the way, I have something to tell you. The Archbishop of Paris, Archbishop Jean-Marie Lustig, called me last month.

He knew you would soon become my student, so he gave me a suggestion.

"Please tell me."

"The Archbishop of Lustiger submitted an application to the Ministry of Culture and then reached a cooperation agreement with the Academy of Fine Arts to comprehensively promote the development of the cultural industry of Notre Dame Cathedral. He plans to cooperate with Singra Publishing House in the name of the Paris Diocese."

Liu Jin's heart skipped a beat.

Professor Michelle spoke subtly, but he understood.

Does it mean exclusive sales?

However, the specific methods will likely need to be discussed between the parish administration and Mela.

This is a good thing!
With the Church's involvement, the sales of Notre Dame Cathedral will definitely have a huge impact.

Liu Jin certainly wouldn't refuse.

“I’ll have Mela contact you later. You should know Mela, right?”

Professor Michelle nodded and smiled, “Of course, she was Professor Iris’s student before, and Professor Iris and I are very familiar with each other.”

However, you don't need to have her contact me. I'll give you the contact information of Bishop Luc, who is in charge of Notre Dame Cathedral in the Paris Diocese. You can have her contact Bishop Luc directly. The Golden Stone Academy will not be involved in this matter.

"Ok!"

Michelle took a puff of her pipe and then a sip of her coffee.

"Amos, I hope you understand one thing."

You are a student I strongly advocated for recruiting, and many eyes will be watching you.

Therefore, I won't give you too many preferential treatments. I want you to attend classes diligently and study hard... After all, you haven't had any systematic literary training before. Of course, I know you are very talented, and I believe that someone who can write *The Hunchback of Notre Dame* doesn't actually need much formal training. But the necessary procedures must be followed.

I don't need you to study literary theory like I do.

That's something only someone without writing talent would do... My requirement for you is to maintain your achievements while not stopping creating. Keep creating, keep creating, bring out your talent, it's that simple.

Logically speaking, whether it's a graduate student or a doctoral student, they're all just animals.

Literary theory, to put it bluntly, is nothing more than a lifelong pursuit of knowledge.

Creation...

Don't really expect those theorists to write anything groundbreaking.

Their job is to discover, criticize, organize, and summarize.

By saying this, Michelle actually gave Liu Jin the most relaxed creative atmosphere, allowing him to create freely without any worries.

How can a business school like ESC Toulouse achieve both fame and fortune with just one writer student?
Is it possible for my prestigious University of Toulouse II, one of France's premier literary academies, to only produce literary theorists?
This is also why Toulouse II University agreed to recruit Liu Jin without hesitation after Michel Ranke wanted to.

Look at Grenoble Alpes University.

Just because Stendhal was born, it holds a supreme position in the literary world.

The key point is that Stendhal didn't write *The Red and the Black* while he was in school, but after he graduated...

The university didn't offer Stendhal much help at all.

Then, using Stendhal's name, they established some ridiculous Stendhal Academy, which has become a literary mecca.

In fact, the Second Toulouse in history was also qualified to do so.

The great French writer Victor Hugo once studied here.

But it's the root of the University of Paris...

Toulouse II has a lot of pride!
Of course, in this timeline, Hugo has disappeared.

As a result, Toulouse No. 2 lacked a bit of confidence.

Liu Jin has already created works such as "The Old Man and the Sea", "The Snows of Mount Everest" and "The Hunchback of Notre Dame".

He is an established writer.

If Liu Jin can create a similar work within the next five years, Toulouse No. 2 will make a fortune...

Believe it or not, what if Liu Jin writes two more works similar to "The Hunchback of Notre Dame" in the next five years?

A century later, the University of Toulouse II dared to name its Faculty of Arts directly after him.

Amos Academy is not impossible!

After Liu Jin understood the terms and conditions, he naturally wouldn't refuse Michelle's kindness.

Or rather, it was a gesture of goodwill from Toulouse II.

Today I am proud of my school, and tomorrow my school will be proud of me!
This is not only true in China, but also in Europe and America, where it is of even greater concern.

"Don't worry, Professor, I won't stop creating."

Liu Jin confidently made his assurances to Michelle.

Michelle's smile grew even brighter.

"As for the debates surrounding this book, you should not get involved."

I'll get someone to speak up for you... That's utter nonsense about being creatively bankrupt. Those guys who spend all day burying their heads between women's legs know nothing about literature. Just like you said, time will prove the value of *The Hunchback of Notre Dame*.

By the way, I'm actually quite curious, how did you come up with the idea for such a story?

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(End of this chapter)