Chapter 91 They are willing to buy 'The Incense Candle', no matter how much they sell
Chapter 91
In the next few days, Chen Tai became extremely busy and spent a lot of money.
After signing a contract with several old craftsmen who were good at engraving, we started various work on engraving and printing.
On the other side, there is the purchase of various materials for printing ink.
Of course, you should also find a carpenter to make the components for a hand-operated printing press.
Listening to the slight squeaking sound of the hand-operated printing press, I saw sheets of rice paper being rolled out from the seams of the machine.
The craftsman standing aside deftly lifted the bamboo board, and a piece of rice paper full of handwriting appeared in front of people's eyes.
Brother-in-law Chen Tai was a little excited, and he copied it in his hand and looked at it carefully.
Although the handwriting on it is not as smooth and smooth as handwriting.
But it was so clear and distinct, every word clearly displayed in his sight.
The machine was still being shaken, and pieces of rice paper were lifted up and placed aside.
Yang Qian also picked up one and looked at it carefully for a long time, with a satisfied smile on his face. "Brother-in-law, how are you doing?"
"It's so unexpected. I didn't expect that with these gadgets, just after a few short steps.
Even the most skilled and fastest copywriter is no match for him. This kind of skill is simply like the power of a ghost..."
At the end of the sentence, Chen Tai looked at Yang Qian with a convinced look on his face.
“And its cost is so low that it’s even more outrageous.”
Yang Qian was already a little numb when faced with Chen Tai's praise and praise.
"Brother-in-law, it's better for us to talk about business first.
If you sold Paiyou novels in the past, how many copies would you sell per book?"
"That's about seven or eight hundred copies. If it's a novel with exquisite content, one or two thousand sets will be enough.
After all, although there are not a few literate people in Xingyang County, they also copy many novels among themselves."
"There is another important reason. There are quite a few people from Xingyang who are literate, but it is a pity that it is the novels written by Paiyou.
If you want to taste it, you need more than just literacy."
Yang Qian nodded in agreement.
"If this novel by Paiyou is like Yangchun Baixue, then my novel "The Legend of the Thief" is like "The Legend of the Thief".
"But now, we are looking for trouble with the Deng family.
Therefore, I’d better print this Paiyou novel “Incense Candle” first honestly.”
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Early the next morning, Chen's Bookstore had just opened.
Uncle Liu, the shopkeeper, walked out of the bookstore carrying a notice board and looked at Deng's Bookstore across the door.
The Deng's Bookshop across the street had just hung up a large notice.
"Xiangzhuji" by a famous artist from the Eastern Capital has two chapters in one volume and a set of four chapters.
He took another look at the notice board in his hand: "Incense Candle Chronicles" by a famous artist from the Eastern Capital is always available in one volume, and a set is sold at 30% off.
In the Deng's bookstore opposite, Deng Jiang, the steward of Deng's bookstore, is sitting in the bookstore at the moment.
The handyman beside him was carefully taking out the more than sixty sets of "Incense Candle" and placing them in the most eye-catching position on the counter.
Deng Jiang took a sip of the tea soup and gave orders to the bookstore servants and others in a commanding manner.
"This time, the "Incense Candle" is a masterpiece with a name obtained by the master's family from Dongdu.
Here is the first batch of goods, the second batch will be delivered in three days at most..."
"Be careful. Don't let those poor people who just want to read but can't afford to buy books come to take advantage of our Deng's Bookstore. Do you understand?"
Before he finished speaking, a handyman ran in from outside the bookstore and came to Deng Jiang's side and said eagerly.
"Steward, opposite, the Chen's Bookshop opposite, a set only costs 400 yuan..."
Deng Jiang immediately raised his eyes and stood up. "How much did you say?!"
"The notice board across the street has been hung up. How dare you lie to me?"
The handyman quickly pointed to the door of the bookshop and said.
Deng Jiang strode out of the bookstore and looked towards the Chen's Bookstore diagonally opposite not far away, where he also saw the eye-catching notice board.
It is clearly written on it: "Xiang Zhu Ji" by a famous Dongdu master. "Xiang Zhu Ji" by a famous Dongdu master is always available in one volume. A set is sold at 30% off.
"Haha..." Manager Deng Jiang couldn't help but laugh, but his smile was not angry, but rather a bit proud.
"Steward, why are you laughing?" the handyman on the side asked in a very disrespectful manner.
"I laugh at Chen's Bookstore, which is just struggling to its death."
"There are only a few copyists left in Chen's Bookstore. Even if they spend money to hire them temporarily, the price of copying the books will be very expensive."
"They are selling it now for 700 yuan. Isn't it because they want to take away the business of our Deng's Bookstore at a discount?"
Manager Deng Jiang returned to Deng's Bookshop with a smile on his face and took a sip of tea soup.
"Lao Jiu, go find some people to go to Chen's Bookstore..."
Follower Lao Jiu was stunned, and couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart. "Steward, it's broad daylight..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? Is that what our Deng family does?
I asked you to find a few people and ask them to spend money to buy "The Incense Candle" from Chen's Bookstore."
"Remember, just buy three or five sets per person, just don't make Chen's Bookstore suspicious..."
Follower Lao Jiu suddenly came to his senses and bowed to Steward Deng Jiang with a sincere expression.
"You are really smart in managing things. This is a good move. It is really good."
"Go, remember, hurry up and do things, I want to save the entire Xingyang City.
Only our Deng's Bookstore sells "Xiang Zhu Ji", do you understand?"
Following Lao Jiu, he quickly walked away with understanding, without much effort.
Chen's Bookshop, which had just put up the notice board, welcomed customers who bought "The Story of Incense and Candles".
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"How's it going, Uncle Six?" Chen Tai was sitting on the second floor, playing backgammon with Yang Qian, but his mind was still elsewhere.
When I saw the shopkeeper of my bookstore coming to the second road, I quickly got up and went to greet him.
"Seven or eight people have come, and each of them has either three or five sets. Thirty-one sets have been sold."
The shopkeeper, Uncle Six, looked a little unhappy.
"There are only nineteen units left in the cabinet now. Boss, if we sell them like this, we will make a big loss."
When he heard that thirty sets were sold, Chen Tai subconsciously looked back at Yang Qian.
"It doesn't matter, Uncle Liu, just sell it. If it's sold out, tell the other party that we have fifty more sets in the afternoon."
"Ah? Really?" Shopkeeper Sixth Uncle looked at Chen Tai in astonishment.
Logically speaking, seven copycats have already been robbed by others, based on the bookshop's current capabilities.
How could it be possible to produce so many books in such a short period of time?
After persuading the loyal shopkeeper Liu Shu to leave, Chen Tai breathed a sigh of relief.
"In less than an hour and a half, we sold thirty sets. Even if one set only costs four hundred cents, our cost is low..."
"Oh my, thank you brother-in-law. If it weren't for you, Brother Yu, I really don't know what I would have done."
Chen Tai, who happily sat back on the couch, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp.
"I believe your sister will be as happy as me when she hears the news."
"You're too happy too soon..." Yang Qian said calmly and calmly.
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