Chapter 93 Maybe the problem of 'The Incense Candle' lies in the teenager
Chapter 93
In the past few days, those people have frequently asked Chen to buy out "Incense Candle".
However, Deng's "Incense Candle" is placed in a prominent position, and few people are interested in it due to its high price.
A place like a bookstore is naturally indispensable for scholars.
Although scholars all claim to be gentlemen, those who should gossip will still gossip.
What Deng's Bookstore did was clearly destroying Chen's Bookstore.
Even if I want to prevent Chen's Bookstore from selling "Xiangzhuji" on the market.
But the problem is, Mr. Chen is also wrong. No matter how much you buy, I will still have the goods. If you have the ability, you can buy it.
As a result, every day when the bookshop opens for business, countless people come to watch.
Let's see how many copies of "The Incense Candle" sold by Chen's Bookshop today.
But now, the people who come under the instructions of Deng are even more outrageous, they only buy the first volume and don’t even want the second volume. This is such a practice.
It really made the onlookers deeply disdainful, but they were all afraid of Deng's power in Xingyang, so they dared to get angry but dare not speak out.
However, Mrs. Deng was rude and rude, and only bought the first volume, but Mr. Chen actually sold it...
Especially when I saw the complicated face of the owner of Chen’s Bookstore.
Many scholars have a bit more sympathy for Boss Chen, who has always been more honest and down-to-earth in business than Deng's Bookstore.
Although they were afraid of Deng's power and couldn't rush to buy "Incense Candle", they bought other books.
But I would rather go to Chen's Bookstore than Deng's Bookstore, which is a big shop that bullies customers.
Therefore, "The Legend of the Thief", which was quietly placed on the counter, unknowingly became a hot seller in Xingyang.
"Really sold?" Deng Jiang looked at his follower Lao Jiu with a dumbfounded face, full of disbelief.
"Yes, I bought it, but to buy just one volume requires consistency. I bought a hundred volumes in total this morning..."
When Deng Jiang heard this amount, his brain ached and his eyelids twitched. He spent a hundred guan just to buy the first volume of "The Story of Incense and Candles".
What I didn't expect was that the shop assistants at Chen's Bookstore would actually dare to sell this kind of buying method that was obviously suspected of calculation.
"They also said that there will be another one in the afternoon..."
"..." Deng Jiang no longer had a headache, even the balls under his crotch ached.
"Besides this, they also sell another new set of books called "The Legend of the Thief". They are selling very well. Do we want to buy them too?"
"roll!"
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On the sixth day, I devoured another 180 volumes of the first volume of "Xiangzhuji".
The more Deng Jiang ate, the more ugly his face became, until the sixth day.
It was not only Deng Jiang who was ugly, but also Deng Heng's face became extremely ugly.
Another big problem is that not even ten sets of "Xiang Zhu Ji" have been sold since its release.
For no other reason than Mrs. Chen, she hangs the notice board outside every day.
And everyone who came to the store saw with their own eyes the incense sticks being bought.
And Deng's Bookstore's "Xiangzhuji" is so expensive that many people are waiting for it now.
There are only a few people who are not short of money and really like the works of that famous artist from the East.
Only then was he willing to buy Deng's "Xiangzhuji", which was more than double the price of Chen's Bookstore...
On the seventh day, Deng Heng, the head of the Deng family who rarely left the Deng Mansion, finally appeared in the Deng family bookstore.
Deng Heng, who was accompanied by his son Deng Ming, came in a carriage. When his eyes fell on the door of Chen's Bookstore, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
Except for one piece that still hangs "Incense Candle Chronicles" by a famous Dongdu artist, the original price is one volume, and a set is 30% off.
"...Father." Deng Ming's expression was equally ugly.
"Interesting..." A meaningful smile appeared on Deng Heng's face, which was almost swamped by the fat around his neck, and he looked away.
Deng Heng, whose legs and feet were inconvenient due to being overweight, sat in the backyard of the bookstore and took a breath.
Only then did his eyes fall on the large boxes of "Xiangzhuji" purchased from Chen's Bookstore.
"It's only been more than a month since we got the "Xiang Zhu Ji", and it will take us about twenty days to dig out Chen's people."
"How they were able to obtain so many "Xiang Zhu Ji" is really puzzling to me..."
Deng Jiang stood beside him with a low eyebrow. He didn't look half like the boss of Deng's Bookstore, but more like a young boy who was just starting out.
"It's just a villain who is incompetent. After searching for a long time, I have never heard that Chen's Bookstore hired an outsider to copy "The Incense Candle"."
"And these "Incense Candles" were shipped from the Chen Mansion. I really can't find out their origins."
"But there is one thing. The handwriting of these "Xiangzhuji" feels exactly the same..."
"Exactly the same?" Deng Ming walked over and copied the first volume of two volumes of "Incense Candle". After opening it, his eyes focused.
"It's really exactly the same."
"Ming'er, are you sure?" Deng Heng took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his face and asked.
Deng Ming, who had been immersed in calligraphy for several years, nodded with a serious expression.
"Father, look, the words and strokes in these two books are exactly the same, there is no difference.
And the child felt that the person who copied it seemed to have weak wrists and could not penetrate the back of the paper, but the ink could be fully soaked..."
He read one book after another, and the more he read, the more strange the color on Deng Ming's face became.
"They are all exactly the same. What on earth is going on?"
Deng Heng was extremely shocked. It would be fine if the books were exactly the same.
Now there are hundreds of them exactly the same, it's like seeing a ghost.
Deng Heng and Deng Ming, father and son, thought about it for a long time, but couldn't figure out what this meant.
After sitting back on the couch somewhat dejectedly, Deng Heng shouted impatiently.
"Deng Jiang, are there any other abnormalities in Chen's Bookstore these days?"
Seeing that the master was about to get angry, Deng Jiang racked his brains and thought for a long time before he said hesitantly.
"In the past few days, Chen Tai has been coming to Chen's Bookstore every day, and there is also a handsome young man accompanying him.
The villain inquired about it and found out that it was his brother-in-law."
"His brother-in-law...do you know who he is?" Deng Heng asked, stroking his sparse beard.
Deng Jiang lowered his head and whispered, "I don't know about this little guy."
I was so worried about "Incense Candle" that my head almost exploded, so I didn't have time to pay attention to the name of Chen Tai's brother-in-law.
"Damn it, you can't even handle this little thing. It's a shame that my father lets you take charge of this Deng's Bookstore."
Deng Ming opened his eyes in an extremely annoyed mood and shouted angrily.
"Ming'er, that's enough. Deng Jiang is one of our own after all. A little negligence is nothing."
Deng Heng waved his hand and then said to Deng Jiang, who was sweating profusely.
"Now let's find out what the boy's name is and where he comes from.
Maybe the key to these "Xiang Zhu Ji" lies in that young man."
"Yes, I understand, I will go and do it now..." Deng Jiang nodded and walked away quickly.
Deng Heng, Deng Ming and his son waited for less than a stick of incense when they saw Deng Jiang and Deng Deng, the principals, turned pale and rushed back in anger.
In his hand, he also held a set of three volumes of "The Legend of the Thief"...
ps: Thank you to book friend Maple Leaf (Ding Ding) for your support. Thank you all for your recommendations and collections. Thank you and keep working hard.