The two beauties stood up and saluted and withdrew.King Ping sat up straight, pinched a grape and put it in his mouth, and after eating, said, "How is it?"
”The chief glanced at Dong Qizhen and his party, and Dong Qizhen stepped forward and replied: "Don't worry, the prince has done everything according to your orders." ”King Ping nodded: "That's good, how many are you now?"
”Dong Qizhen took out a small note from his arms and presented it to King Ping's Changsui, who handed it forward and showed it to King Ping, with two numbers written on the small note, three thousand nine hundred and one thousand one hundred.The difference between the two numbers is almost fourfold.King Ping is still quite satisfied."
That's a good job."
King Ping said: "Keep an eye on me in the afternoon, don't catch up." ”Dong Qizhen hurriedly responded: "Yes."
This time, I mobilized a number of booksellers and directly asked them to ignore the "Shunyi Post" and just vote for "Lanling Fu", which is such a big difference in the number that it should not be able to catch up. ”"Good work."
King Ping said: "This king since childhood study is the word of Mr.
Shuangjue, the word of Mr.
Zi feels that it should be orthodox, but there is no choice but that there are half-hearted, eyeless people in the world, this king even heard a lot of remarks that belittle my Mr. in order to raise the "Shunyi Post", it is really annoying, this king can't bear to be some of the grandiose pen strokes led by some grandiose pen strokes, this is the decision, you should be able to understand this king. ”Dong Qizhen and his entourage wanted to devote themselves to the students under the King of Ping, and naturally agreed: "What the prince said is that Mr.
Shuangjue's words are unique in the world, and they have been popular in Shilin for more than ten years, and there is no one who is out of the right. ”These words made King Ping listen very pleasantly, and he pinched a grape in his hand, but he didn't eat it, but asked Dong Qizhen and his party: "Do you know who "Shunyi Post" came from?"
”Dong Qizhen and his entourage glanced at each other, and exchanged glances, and in the end, Dong Qizhen replied: "Go back to the prince, I know."
It is from the hand of the great king Zhao Zhao. ”"The great king is the elder brother of this king, since you know it, you still dare to evaluate his words as vassal elegance and fame?"
King Ping asked a question that made Dong Qizhen break out in a cold sweat with a smile.Dong Qizhen swallowed his throat, quickly figured out the meaning of King Ping in his mind, and replied firmly: "Lord Mingjian, we have no intention of offending the king, but just use words to discuss words." ”There was a sudden silence in the private room for a while, and then King Ping's hearty laughter broke out: "What a 'word on words', well said!"
”Dong Qizhen secretly wiped a cold sweat: "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”Just now, King Ping suddenly changed his face, and when he mentioned the identity of the king, he seemed to be asking for a crime, but fortunately, Dong Qizhen stabilized and didn't show his anger in front of King Ping.Because if you think about it carefully, you can understand that the answer to King Ping's question has long been told to them, although King Da is his brother, he still wants to respect Mr.
Shuangjue's "Lanling Fu", and he wants most of the students in the Shilin circle of Dajing Mansion to only buy Mr.
Shuangjue's words in the study."
Go and keep an eye on it, and come back with a problem."
King Ping raised his hand and asked Dong Qizhen and his party to retreat.
**After Dong Qizhen and his entourage came out of the Spring Building, they also followed into a restaurant, and were pushing the cup to change the lamp, when the wine was hot, the eyeliner on the bookstore found them, and whispered a few words in Dong Qizhen's ear, and Dong Qizhen, who was slightly drunk, suddenly sobered up."
What?
Overtaken?
”Dong Qizhen stood up in shock, and the people at the table stopped and looked at him."
Yes, Dong Langjun, several bookstores suddenly sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, hundreds or thousands of them have been added, and now the numbers have reached four thousand one and five thousand two."
The bookstore eyeliner said.After Dong Qizhen calmed down, he asked, "Four thousand one is "Lanling Fu"?
”"Not really.All of a sudden, you're not in the bookstore, and we can't inform you, so we didn't look for a few streets to find you. ”The eyeliner of the bookstore felt that the transaction was a loss today, so he collected a little money and ran several streets."
Dong Langjun think about it, the number of "Shunyi Post" is still superimposing."
Dong Qizhen was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, put down the wine glass and ran out, going straight to the Chunyi Building.After arriving, once it was conveyed, King Ping was dragged up from the gentle township, Dong Qizhen was pacing anxiously outside the screen, and King Ping came out in a coat, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood: "Didn't you just come, what's wrong?"
”Dong Qizhen also knew that he was not interested in coming at this time, but the matter was urgent, so he couldn't take care of it too much."
Lord Wang, things have changed."
Lanling Fu" has been overtaken, and more and more are surpassed. ”Dong Qizhen said.King Ping pinched his eyebrows: "If you exceed it, you will add it, what a big deal." ”The ten books don't add up to one or two pieces of silver, and King Qian Ping hasn't seen them yet, but it is just to show that he attaches more importance to this matter, so he met Dong Qizhen."
Lord, it's a trivial matter for us to add books, we can add 10,000 or 20,000, but the key is that we have to print it after we add it."
Dong Qizhen tried to make the truth and peace clear from the king.King Ping said angrily: "Then print, what's the problem?"
Do you think this king can't afford to make such a little money?
”"That's not what I mean, that is, if so many books are all printed, they will have to be sold out, if there are thousands of copies, it will be no problem for the major studies in Dajing Mansion to be even, but if it is really tens of thousands of copies, then, where to sell them?"
King Ping understood what Dong Qizhen meant, if the books were just printed, then he could print as many copies, but the sales of so many books was a problem.Copywriting is not a current text, and it is not something that everyone really needs."
Let's add it first, there are so many books in Dajing Mansion, and there are hundreds of thousands of books on each study."
King Ping said.Dong Qizhen is not so optimistic: "But if people think that they can't sell so much, they won't buy so much, after all, they have to pay." ”"Oh, then let them not pay for it, and give it to them to sell the head office.This king doesn't want to use this to make money in business, just to let the Shilin students learn more about my husband's words, as for whether to sell or give, this king doesn't care!
”King Ping directly told Dong Qizhen what he thought in his heart, and looking at Dong Qizhen's stunned expression, King Ping added another sentence: "So don't care so much, how much to add over there, we will always have a thousand more than them, this king emphasizes again, no matter how much!"
All a thousand more!
This is my husband's row, and I must not lose!
Do you understand?
”Dong Qizhen nodded again and again, still not at ease: "No, no matter how much you add?"
”"That's right!
No matter how many copies are printed, the king can afford to pay for it.Hurry up!
”King Ping gave the final order.After getting the order, Dong Qizhen hurriedly ran out of the Chunyi Building and went to do errands.And King Ping also let out a sigh of indignation, returned to the room, and continued to do business.
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**Zhen Minggui and Xue Qinghuan spent all day in the teahouse opposite the bookstore, and from time to time some bookstore guys came up to report the number.After Zhen Minggui heard the latest number, he was dumbfounded, and looked at Xue Qinghuan who was sitting at the window drinking tea leisurely, and after the guy left, Zhen Minggui stepped forward and asked, "Qinghuan, it's almost 20,000 copies, do you still add it?"
”Xue Qinghuan took a bite of the snack: "Well, I won't add it to 20,000." ”"Ouch, thank goodness.If you don't stop here, "Lanling Fu" will continue to follow, I just saw my uncle coming, it must have been someone from the bookstore who told him about it, probably the bookstore has never had a precedent of printing so many copies of calligraphy at once. ”Xue Qinghuan put down the pastry, patted the crumbs on his hands, took out two silver tickets worth five thousand taels from his purse and put them on the table, and said, "Later, the shopkeeper of the origin study will come up, you give him this money and let him go to the bookstore to pay the bill." ”The shopkeeper of the origin study was found by Zhen Minggui, he has always been at odds with Hengyuan study, this time there was no dispute at the beginning, all because he knew that there was a gold owner behind Hengyuan study, and now since he also has a gold master on his side, what is the reason for not arguing.Zhen Minggui said to the shopkeeper that after promising to bear all the printing money, the shopkeeper agreed without hesitation.Zhen Minggui looked at the silver ticket in his hand, and didn't understand Xue Qinghuan a little: "What do you say you are doing, printing so much, you won't be able to sell it by just relying on an origin study at that time."
Do you take all those books back and use them as firewood?
”Xue Qinghuan didn't answer Zhen Minggui directly, but asked her: "Do you think King Ping has printed so much, how will they sell it in the end?"
”Zhen Minggui thought for a while and said, "With Hengyuan study taking the lead, most of the study in Dajing Mansion will help."
A little bit of each study can always be sold out. ”Xue Qinghuan shook his head after hearing this: "I think they can't finish it." ”Turning his eyes to the door of the bookstore, Xue Qinghuan said again: "The entire Dajing Mansion is willing to follow the study of Hengyuan to sell books, at most thirty or forty families, and if each family bears two hundred volumes, more than twenty thousand volumes will not be divided at all." ”Zhen Minggui snapped his fingers and calculated, as if he really couldn't tell the end."
Then they have a backlog at most, and if they can't sell out, they can't sell it out, anyway, King Ping definitely doesn't do this to make money, so whether he can sell it or not, it makes no difference to him at all."
Xue Qinghuan clasped the table with one hand and said: "That's right, King Ping definitely doesn't want to make money in this matter, and he won't put the two pieces of silver in his eyes, so what is his ultimate purpose in doing this?"
”Zhen Minggui was suddenly asked by Xue Qinghuan, and was actually stunned: "Uh, what is it?"
”He wanted Mr.
Shuangjue's words to regain the highest attention of the students in the Dajing Shilin circle.To put it simply, he just wants to use "Lanling Fu" to monopolize the students' calligraphy market, so that when they buy books in the study, they see Mr.
Shuangjue's calligraphy the most, not other people's. ”Xue Qinghuan analyzed the reason for it to Zhen Minggui."
Well, that's the truth.That......
Since you know his purpose, why do you still print so many copies with him, he has so many studies to help distribute them, and we have only a few at most, and he can also make most of the studies not allowed to enter the goods of "Shunyi Post", so we can't sell them even more.Do you still want to hire someone to set up a stall to sell?
”Zhen Minggui said.Xue Qinghuan admired Zhen Minggui's brain, and even came up with the method of 'setting up a stall'."
Let's print it first.I've got a way to sell it. ”Xue Qinghuan deliberately sold a pass.Zhen Minggui didn't say anything when he saw her, and he didn't continue to ask.Anyway, no matter whether Xue Qinghuan's follow-up method can succeed or not, at most, it will be ten thousand taels of silver, since she has made this decision, she must have been mentally prepared for a long time.Chapter 49 Finally, at the printing meeting of Hebi Bookstore, Mr.
Shuangjue's "Lanling Fu" was ahead of the 20,000 copies of Changming Jushi's "Shunyi Post" with 21,000 copies.The booksellers who ordered paid the money respectively, and the bookshops rushed to work day and night to print and print, and ten days later, it was the day to pick up the goods.In the backyard of Hengyuan's study, half of the venue was piled up with the new version of "Lanling Fu", Dong Qizhen brought King Ping over, King Ping looked more satisfied, and said: "Okay, then divide it." ”Dong Qizhen glanced at the shopkeeper of Hengyuan's study, and the shopkeeper stepped forward and said: "Lord, the study that can be sold under my hand has basically been taken back, just my Hengyuan study has eaten 2,000 volumes, and I don't know how to sell it until the Year of the Monkey and the month of the horse, there are about 18,000 copies here, and we really can't eat these books." ”King Ping glanced at him: "Can't you eat it for nothing?"
”The shopkeeper was stunned: "Huh?
White, free delivery?
”Dong Qizhen said: "The prince said, this batch of calligraphy does not need your money, you let all the study under your command come over to receive more, you don't need them to spend money, take it back and sell it, how much you sell is your own money, and thank you for your generosity." ”The shopkeeper was a little confused by King Ping's operation, and he really hadn't met the matter of giving books to them to sell in vain, and it was the prince who made this request, and the shopkeeper was still a little hesitant and asked, "Do you really want money?"
So how much do we sell, and how can we sell it?
”Dong Qizhen looked at King Ping, King Ping waved his hand, and said with arrogance: "Whatever you sell, let's do it." ”After saying this, King Ping left the backyard of Hengyuan's study, Dong Qizhen was about to leave, but was pulled by the shopkeeper and asked, "Dong Langjun, what the prince said is true, right?"
I really don't want money. ”Dong Qizhen patted the back of the shopkeeper: "Put your heart in your stomach, that's the prince, he doesn't care about this little money."
The more you sell these books, the more you earn, so let's have fun. ”The shopkeeper stopped talking, and finally just touched his nose and recognized it, Dong Qizhen suddenly remembered another one and asked, "Hey, did you see the shopkeeper of the origin study when you picked up the goods today?"
He also brought back all 20,000 copies?
”"See.All of them were brought back. ”The shopkeeper said.Xindao is also a poor man.Dong Qizhen laughed when she heard this: "Hey, kill them!"
I can warn you, let all the studies under your command not be allowed to enter the goods of "Shunyi Post", since they raised the bar with the prince and ordered 20,000 yuan, then let them sell it themselves, anyway, don't let them appear in the major studies in Dajing Mansion, do you hear?
”The shopkeeper nodded again and again: "Don't worry, we can't sell our own, how can we help them sell it."
Anyway, their batch of goods, I saw that it was hanging, and I was sure to smash it in my hand. ”After saying this, the shopkeeper sent Dong Qizhen out, and after they left, the shopkeeper returned to the backyard, looking at the mountains of books piled up in the yard with gloom, and the guy came up and asked: "Shopkeeper, what about these books?"
”After thinking for a moment, the shopkeeper said in a deep voice: "Inform the shopkeepers of each study that each person must take at least 2,000 copies back, no money, whatever they want to sell." ”When the guy heard this, he laughed: "Don't want money?
Yo, that's a lot of money. ”The shopkeeper sneered: "Earn?
Hmph, make a fart!
”There are so many copies of each study.,It's not as much as you can sell.,The store also considers.,No matter how much money you don't need for a book.,Doesn't it have to occupy an area to sell?
Instead of leaving a conspicuous place for better selling books, is it used to put this kind of calligraphy that only one out of fifty people will buy?
What's more, although it is a new version of the copybook, Mr.
Shuangjue's "Lanling Fu" copybook has been out ten years ago, and no matter how new the copybook is, there will be no tricks.Every year, the amount of books requisitioned in the bookstore is limited, for such a long time outdated copybook, each of them wasted a lot of money, this year is more than this transaction, not to mention earning, thank God for not losing.
**Xue Qinghuan took Zhao Zhao's notebook and exploded picture of Zhao Zhao who was coming back, sneakily approached Zhao Zhao, who was rarely sitting in the bamboo forest and basking in the sun, and saw Han Jie standing beside Zhao Zhao from a distance, bending down to tell Zhao Zhao something.Seeing that they had something to talk about, Xue Qinghuan didn't dare to approach.After Han Jie's farewell, he left, passing by Xue Qinghuan, the two nodded and saluted, Xue Qinghuan stood in place and waited for Han Jie to walk away, and then trotted to Zhao Zhao who was sitting on a recliner basking in the sun."
The King."
Xue Qinghuan shouted with a smile on his face.Zhao Zhao's face sank like water, and he didn't even raise his eyelids happily when he heard the words.Seeing that he should still be angry like this, Xue Qinghuan took out the things hidden behind him, which were a few bundled oil paper bags and lost and recovered calligraphy."
Look, my lord, I'm coming back."
Xue Qinghuan sent the calligraphy to Zhao Zhao as if offering a treasure.was slapped aside by Zhao Zhao waving his hand, Xue Qinghuan didn't dare to say much when he saw this, and picked up the oil paper bag next to him and chattered: "Hehe, Wang, when I passed by Fan Lou, their Babao sauce duck had just come out of the pot, and the fragrance was wafting thousands of miles, I brought one back for you, it has been cut, you can taste it." ”Zhao Zhao glanced at the eight-treasure sauce duck that was indeed still steaming, and saw that she was dragging it with her hand, not knowing whether it was hot or not, so he reached out and took it.Xue Qinghuan saw that he took the Eight Treasures Sauce Duck, thinking that he was ready to forgive himself, but he didn't expect that the king just took it from her and put it directly next to him, without any intention of moving.After putting the sauce duck away, Zhao Zhao continued to look down and read the book, no longer paying attention to Xue Qinghuan on the side.After Xue Qinghuan watched his face for a while, he was afraid that he would make a noise with him, so he retreated to a bamboo plant and leaned against it, bowing his head with a wilt.Zhao Zhao didn't hear her voice for a while, so he looked up at her and saw her leaning on the bamboo lonely, looking like a child who had done something wrong.In the end, Zhao Zhao sighed, put down the book in his hand, and said, "Do you know it's wrong?"
”Xue Qinghuan heard his voice, raised his head suddenly, and then nodded his head like garlic: "I know it's wrong." ”"Come here."
Zhao Zhao beckoned to her.Xue Qinghuan walked over in three steps and two steps, Zhao Zhao looked up at her for a while, and then said, "Squat here." ”"......"
Xue Qinghuan was stunned, and then reacted and squatted next to Zhao Zhao's knees.Zhao Zhao reached out and stroked her dark hair, put his palm behind her head, and said softly: "What's wrong, tell me." ”Xue Qinghuan felt that the distance between the two seemed to be a little close, and she subconsciously wanted to retreat, but there was a big hand dragging behind her head, so she had no choice but to maintain this distance, and replied: "I shouldn't have transferred the things that the king gave me to others." ”Zhao Zhao looked at Xue Qinghuan and was silent for a while before asking, "Who do you think I am?"
”Xue Qinghuan was puzzled: "Huh?
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You are......
O king. ”"To you, what am I besides being a king?
Do friends count?
”Zhao Zhao's voice was very soft, and when he approached Xue Qinghuan, he had a chill."
Naturally."
Xue Qinghuan said."
Since you're a friend, what did you think when you gave something I gave you to someone else?"
Zhao Zhao finally got to the point.Xue Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, and then decided to confess: "I didn't think about it so much at the time, I felt that the king's good calligraphy was too wasteful in my hands, I didn't know how to write, and the words I wrote were a mess, I ......
Not worthy of learning your words. ”"Unworthy?"
Zhao Zhao repeated these two words, and his eyes gradually deepened: "It's unworthy again."
Do these two words mean to you, or are they just excuses?
”Xue Qinghuan felt that the hand behind her head was tightening slightly, as if she was pushing her forward, but if she moved forward, the faces of the two would be pressed together.Moreover, the king's tone also seemed a little strange, and a memory buried deep in her brain seemed to be breaking through the ground."
Wang, I didn't say the excuse, at that time I really thought that your words should be appreciated by a gentleman who knows more about words, but in fact, after sending it out, I also regretted it, in fact, if you don't let me go and come back, I will probably go back myself in a few days."
Xue Qinghuan recalled her restless mood after sending out the copybook, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night, and regretting it very much, so she didn't dare to appear in front of the king for a few days, this was caused by a weak heart, she knew that she had done something wrong, so she didn't dare to approach with a weak heart.Hearing Xue Qinghuan say that she wanted to come back too, Zhao Zhao's heart softened after all, let go of the hand holding the back of her head, and used her five fingers to gently comb her hair that was messed up by him, Xue Qinghuan's hair was long, straight, and smooth, and it looked a little hard like her temper, but in fact, her hair was unexpectedly soft when she touched it in her hand."
Remember in advance this time, if you dare to transfer the things I gave you in the future......"
Zhao Zhao said while combing Xue Qinghuan's hair, but was interrupted by Xue Qinghuan before he finished speaking."
Don't worry, my lord, if I do such a mess in the future, I won't wait for the king to make a move, I'll come to see you myself."
Xue Qinghuan said.Zhao Zhao's cold eyebrows moved slightly, and he reached out and pushed Xue Qinghuan's head: "Who wants your head?"
”Xue Qinghuan rubbed his pushed head and said generously: "The king doesn't want my head, so I can give it to you wherever you want." ”"......"
Zhao Zhao couldn't help but roll his eyes at her, and suddenly pointed to Xue Qinghuan's heart and said, "I want you here."
Give?
”Xue Qinghuan looked down in the direction Zhao Zhao pointed, the two groups were still growing, and the curves that were not very majestic for the time being came into her eyes, Xue Qinghuan blushed, pointed to her chest and confirmed with Zhao Zhao: "Here?"
”Zhao Zhao looked at her with black lines on his head and was silent.Xue Qinghuan reacted for a while, feeling that the king was a very serious person, and would never say such unserious things to her, and finally realized that the place that the king was pointing to was not her chest, but her heart."
Oh, the king is talking about the heart."
Xue Qinghuan understood.Zhao Zhao withdrew his hand, hugged his small stove again, and asked, "Yes."
To give or not to give?
”The four eyes were facing each other, their eyes reflecting each other, at this time, silence was better than sound, Zhao Zhao was nervous for no reason, like a child waiting for Mr. to announce his results, staring at Xue Qinghuan."
Here!"
Xue Qinghuan said: "In the future, if I transfer the things that the king gave me to others, I don't have to wait for the king to do it, I will come to see you myself!"
Is that okay?
”"......"
Zhao Zhao was angry, retracted all his expectations, and lowered his face gloomily: "Your heart, this brain, are they all the same!"
”The author has something to say: the king is vomiting blood for the second time.Chapter 50 The copybook incident gradually subsided in Xue Qinghuan's unremitting efforts to make up and apologize, although he was still recorded a major mistake with the king and was in the stage of probation, but he finally didn't ignore Xue Qinghuan like he did a while ago.It's time to go to school to rest again, Xue Qinghuan asked Zhen Minggui to go to the study together, Lin Qingya originally wanted to come together, but after the assassination incident last time, the eldest princess took a stricter look at her, so that Lin Qingya now as long as she is out of the country, there are people watching behind every step, and in the end, she has no choice but to give up shopping and go back obediently.Xue Qinghuan and Zhen Minggui each took a sugar gourd in their hands and ate it while walking, Zhen Minggui hooked Xue Qinghuan's arm and said, "So, people really want to see each other."
The first time I saw you, I thought we were similar in temperament and could be friends, and now it seems that I have a really good eye. ”Xue Qinghuan nodded: "Well, your vision is indeed very good." ”"yes."
Zhen Minggui smiled, and suddenly reacted wrongly: "Hey, are you praising yourself?"
”Xue Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and denied: "No, I praise you." ”“…… You're just praising yourself......"
The two made a mess, and in the end, Xue Qinghuan took the initiative to beg for mercy, and Zhen Minggui didn't continue to tickle her."
Okay, okay, no more trouble.It's in place. ”Xue Qinghuan said.Zhen Minggui glanced up at this time, was stunned, and asked in a low voice, "What are you bringing me to Hengyuan Study for?"
If you want to buy a book, let's go to the origin study. ”Xue Qinghuan gave her a 'shut up' look, and pulled her into the door of Hengyuan's study, which was quieter than ordinary shops, and all kinds of current books abounded.After Xue Qinghuan looked around, he came to the innermost part of the store to sell some painting stickers, calligraphy, there happened to be two scholars reading calligraphy, the guy took out a copy of "Lanling Fu" from behind the counter to recommend, blowing a wave of calligraphy techniques, and even said the conditions for buying one and getting one free, the two scholars who bought calligraphy were not interested, only heard them say: "Oops, this calligraphy is old-fashioned."
There are several books in my father's study, if I want to learn this, I can just get it directly in my father's study, do I still want to buy it from you?
”The scholar next to him also chimed in: "That's it, Mr.
Shuangjue's calligraphy was popular ten years ago, and now I don't know what to do with the renovation, and there is nothing new at all." ”The guy smiled from the side and said: "This calligraphy is like a fine wine, it lasts for a long time, and Mr.
Shuangjue's words are unique in the world, what new ideas do you want?"
Otherwise, buy one get two free, you pay for one, and I'll give you three, how about it?
”The two scholars were a little impatient: "Don't, don't."
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The people who sell the baked cakes next door are wrapped in this sticker, so don't tell us about this, we know what we want to buy, and you can keep this sticker and sell it slowly. ”The guy was said these words in person, and he couldn't open his mouth if he wanted to continue to recommend it, so he had no choice but to take the notebook back behind the counter, Xue Qinghuan and Zhen Minggui took a look, and saw that the guy was actually piled up tightly under the counter, and all of them were naturally flooded with "Lanling Fu".This set of calligraphy has now become a nightmare for most of the study in Dajingfu, it can't be sold at all, even if the guests come, no matter how much they try to recommend, people don't even look at it, they can sell one or two copies at first, but now they can't sell one, but they are sad to death.The two scholars finally left without buying anything, Zhen Minggui walked to the counter with a sugar gourd, picked up the "Lanling Fu" that the guy had just put down and asked, "Isn't this calligraphy easy to sell?"
”The guy originally wanted to maintain his dignity, but when he saw Zhen Minggui's gaze fall on the pile of books behind his counter, the words 'why is it not easy to sell', he hesitated for a long time and was embarrassed to say it."
Mr.
Shuangjue's words, how could they end up in such a field?"
Zhen Minggui was a little puzzled.I didn't want her to say this sentence directly to the sore spot of the guy, so she dialed the plan and said: "What book does the little lady want to buy, buy it by herself."
What the hell is going on?
”"Hey, what you said, I ......"
Zhen Minggui didn't finish speaking, and was pulled away by Xue Qinghuan.After the two of them arrived outside, Zhen Minggui shook off Xue Qinghuan and said, "Why didn't you let me finish asking and pull me out." ”"Didn't I see you ask again, are people going to cry?"
Xue Qinghuan said, seeing that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a look that she had expected to be like this, Zhen Minggui saw this, and wondered: "Why don't you seem to be strange at all?"
That's Mr.
Shuangjue's copybook, which was once rated as 'the master of the word' by the literary world, why does it seem that everyone dislikes it now?
”Xue Qinghuan bit a sugar gourd, the sweet and sour taste made her feel good, and explained to Zhen Minggui: "Do you understand the truth that scarcity is expensive?"
No matter how good things are, once they are overflowing, they are bound to be rejected by people.Mr.
Shuangjue's calligraphy has been popular more than 10 years ago, and now no matter how new it is, it is just a change of soup and not a change of medicine, there is no market, if they have the foresight, it should be this pair of calligraphy to the 'treasure out of print', but they not only do not let this calligraphy become out of print, but also printed so much.Of course, people don't buy it. ”After Xue Qinghuan's explanation, Zhen Minggui finally understood a little."
That's the truth.They had printed more than 21,000 copies, and they couldn't sell them for a long time. ”Zhen Minggui said, "Hey, where are you going?"
”Zhen Minggui found that she hadn't finished speaking, Xue Qinghuan ran to the biscuit shop next door to buy biscuits, she walked over, Xue Qinghuan turned around and handed her a freshly baked biscuit, Zhen Minggui had to eat the sugar gourd in one hand and the baked cake in the other."
Alas, the words of a generation of writers have actually fallen to this, and I don't know how he feels if he sees it."
Xue Qinghuan bought the baked cakes but didn't eat them, but stared at the paper wrapped in the baked cakes.Zhen Minggui realized that the paper wrapped in the baked cake in her hand was actually a little familiar, wasn't it the "Lanling Fu" that couldn't be sold in Hengyuan's study."
But then again, although it's a pity, if no one wants the book, it would be better to use it to pad the table legs, bag baked cakes, and put it there to be damp and gnawed by rats."
After Xue Qinghuan finished speaking, he took a bite of the baked cakes wrapped in "Lanling Fu", and felt that the taste was better than ordinary baked cakes.Zhen Minggui now finally knows the reason why Xue Qinghuan brought her to Hengyuan's study today, just to let her witness the decline of the 'master in the word'."
Hey, "Lanling Fu" was printed for 20,000 at that time, didn't you also let the shopkeeper of the Origin Study print 20,000 copies of "Shunyi Post"?
Taking advantage of the fact that "Lanling Fu" has fallen off the altar now, can't the "Shunyi Post" in your hand rise to the top?
”When Zhen Minggui thought of this, his eyes suddenly lit up.Xue Qinghuan replied while eating baked cakes: "I don't have "Shunyi Post" in my hand. ”"Huh?"
Zhen Minggui was stunned for a moment, pulled Xue Qinghuan back, and asked, "What about 20,000 copies, why are they gone?"
You, you're not going to burn, are you?
”Xue Qinghuan glanced at her: "What do you think?"
I can't bear to burn it. ”"What about that thing?
I asked the shopkeeper of the origin study before, and he said that after you let him pick up the goods, he didn't let him sell a single one, where did you hide so many "Shunyi Posts"?
”Zhen Minggui asked."
I'm all gone."
Xue Qinghuan said.Seeing that Zhen Minggui's face was full of confusion, and she grabbed her sleeve with one hand, as if she didn't want to leave if she didn't make it clear today, Xue Qinghuan was helpless and took the initiative to confess: "I have a few docks and a few fleets in the south of the Yangtze River, and after those "Shunyi Posts" picked up the goods, I let them load the ship and go south with the goods. ”Zhen Minggui only knew that Xue Qinghuan was the granddaughter that An Lehou had just recognized, and he didn't know what she did before she was recognized, and now he was surprised to hear that she had a dock and a fleet.And what was even more surprising was that she didn't expect that Xue Qinghuan would use this method to sell out the 20,000 copies of "Shunyi Post".At that time, the shopkeeper of the origin study said to her privately, saying that there was a Hengyuan study in Dajing Mansion, and most of the study would not sell "Shunyi Post", so she told Xue Qinghuan to ask for more blessings, don't report hope Yunyun, Zhen Minggui felt that this money was not a big amount for a family like them, and since Xue Qinghuan did it, it must be a burden, so he didn't say much to her.If it weren't for Xue Qinghuan taking her to Hengyuan Study today to see the current situation of "Lanling Fu", Zhen Minggui wouldn't have remembered that there was still this stubble."
I really don't know what to say."
Zhen Minggui glanced down at "Lanling Fu", which was reduced to baked cake paper, and then thought about the sell-out "Shunyi Post", and couldn't help but sincerely sigh the importance of 'choice'.No matter how good something is, it must meet people who really package it, so that more people can like it.If good things don't meet people with hearts, they will only end up in depression.