"When will the official book come out?" Zhang Yan put the book down and asked.

"Dean Zhang, that's why I'm here this time! Are your books going to be sent to bookstores for sale, or..."

"I should keep it for myself, right?"

"I need 200 sets here, and the others can be put on the shelves for sale. Ask Dean Lu about the college!

By the way, Dean Lu is back, right?"

"Back!

Then I'll report to Dean Lu!" Editor Zhao said.

"How many sample books are there in total?" Zhang Yan asked again.

"There are a total of 100 sets of sample books. As soon as they are confirmed, we will start printing immediately and they will be printed before the year."

"In this way, leave a few sets of sample books to Dean Lu and the others, and give the rest to me. I will ask people in our office to bring them back." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

What Zhang Yan wanted was to give these two sets of books to his apprentices as New Year's gifts after they came out.

Especially for the apprentices at Xicheng Hospital, it is even more difficult. I gave them two sets of books to help them.

"This is no problem!" Editor Zhao agreed simply.

"There is another issue, which is the royalties. Our president asked me to discuss it with you!"

These two sets of books were published and printed by the Typhoid Department of Beijing University of Chinese Medicine. Therefore, the publishing house did not care about these at first. It felt that it was just to show face to a certain leader. They definitely don’t care about the royalties. What they care about is

Can it be published?

In recent years, they have published and printed many books like this.

However, during review and typesetting, they found that this set of books is really extraordinary. It is definitely not the kind of Facebook book for leaders. It has real things in it. It is full of useful information. It is very practical and may become a classic.

That's why Editor Zhao was asked to seriously discuss the manuscript fee with Zhang Yan while sending the sample book.

They did their own calculations and found that based on the manuscript fees for professional books, it would be tens of thousands more.

The key point is that Zhang Yan's book has a lot of words and illustrations, so according to the lowest level among professional books, the manuscript fee is not a small amount.

It is worth mentioning that in the 1950s and 1960s, and until the 1980s, writers' royalties were quite high. Compared with later generations, taking into account factors such as rising prices and currency depreciation, royalties in the 1950s and 1960s were much higher than those in later generations.

For example, some novels published in the 1960s:

Ba Jin’s Collected Works of Ba Jin, etc. 229,624 yuan

Mao Dun's "Collected Works of Mao Dun" 192,266 yuan

Du Pengcheng's "Defending Yan'an" 107,400 yuan

Ding Ling's "The Sun Shines on the Sanggan River" and others 70,248 yuan

Ai Qing's "Selected Poems of Ai Qing" etc. 58,636 yuan

Qu Bo's "Lin Hai Xue Yuan" 54,349 yuan

Zhou Erfu's "Morning in Shanghai" and others 49,326 yuan

Yang Mo's "Song of Youth" 43,400 yuan

It can easily be tens of thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands. Back then, Lu Xun made money entirely from writing, and one book could earn hundreds of thousands in royalties.

Calculated, it is comparable to later generations of writers who earn tens of millions of dollars in annual manuscript fees.

The royalties for professional books like Zhang Yan's are naturally not as high as those of the literary works above, but, again, who gave Zhang Yan more words?

The word count makes up for the price gap.

"Editor Zhao, forget the royalties. Next year, I still have several sets of books to be published and printed.

I don’t want any royalties or anything like that, I’ll just calculate them all into the cost and set the price a little lower!” Zhang Yan said with a smile.

"Dean Zhang, you..." Editor Zhao stood in awe.

"Those doctors in ancient times never published books or biographies just to earn royalties, and I don't need it either! I have a salary, and it's not low.

I hope to pass on traditional Chinese medicine so that more people can afford the book." Zhang Yan said seriously.

It’s not that Zhang Yan is so noble, okay!

Zhang Yan is originally a very noble person, a person who is out of vulgar taste...

Zhang Yan is really not short of money. It is useless to have so much money in this era.

He teaches his disciples, and the cash and materials rewarded by the system are enough for him to feed dozens of families.

"Dean Zhang, you are noble and upright, but this is not appropriate! If you don't want royalties, how can you put other people in trouble?" Editor Zhao advised.

"What you said makes sense, so just send it over."

"What are your requirements for royalties?"

"There are no requirements, just follow the rules!" Zhang Yan said nonchalantly.

"Okay, after the manuscript fee is determined, I will deliver it to you personally!"

"Don't worry. After the New Year, I still have a few sets of books to be published. I can settle the accounts together then."

"Dean Zhang, can you tell me what the series of books you plan to publish are about?"

"Of course they are professional books on Chinese medicine. I combined ancient books with my understanding of Chinese medicine to divide Chinese medicine into subjects. For example, these two sets of books are "Traditional Chinese Medicine Surgery" and "Traditional Chinese Medicine Emergency Medicine". The other book is "Traditional Chinese Medicine Orthopedics".

Science", "TCM Gynecology", "TCM Obstetrics", "TCM Internal Medicine", "TCM Pediatrics"."

Editor Zhao looked at Zhang Yan in surprise. He knew that Zhang Yan had very good medical skills. Although he served as the director of the hospital, he still held the title of professor at Beijing University of Chinese Medicine, making him the youngest professor at Beijing University of Chinese Medicine.

I just didn't expect that Zhang Yan was proficient in so many subjects. Even if he went to Liu Duzhou, Director Liu, he was only proficient in the medicine of typhoid fever.

“Is there no acupuncture?”

"Acupuncture and moxibustion are the basic skills of traditional Chinese medicine, just like seeing, hearing, asking, and feeling. These books of mine are professional books for improvement, and acupuncture and moxibustion are integrated into each treatment plan." Zhang Yan explained with a smile.

After chatting for a while, Editor Zhao left the sample book and said goodbye.

Zhang Yan flipped through the sample book, feeling filled with a sense of accomplishment.

Having these sets of books is not a waste of time.

After browsing for a while, Zhang Yan picked up the phone and called Qian Zhongjun, asking him to arrange for someone to go to the Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine Press to bring back the sample book.

He also had ideas about royalties.

There is the Contradiction Literature Award and the Lu Xun Literature Award, but why can’t there be the Zhang Yan Medicine Award?

When all the other sets of books are published, the manuscript fees will be hundreds of thousands, so all of them will be donated to create a Zhang Yan Medical Award.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Yan gathered his mood and started writing the test paper.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, and we will give the apprentices a year-end exam to let them know how they have learned in the past six months.

Then during the holidays in a few days, one person would give them a set of books published by him, so that they would not be too lonely during the New Year.

When he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Qian Zhongjun came to the office.

"Dean, the books are all back!"

"Yes! Send it to my office!" Zhang Yan nodded and continued to work on the test paper.

"OK!"
Chapter completed!