By the time Chen Mu returned to Lihe Village with the one hundred taels of gold, it was almost dark.
Look at the candlelight in the hall, and there are more than a dozen figures moving repeatedly.
Nowadays, the demand for books in the shop is too great. It is simply not enough for Chen Mu and others to make copies. So when his eldest brother returned to the village, Chen Mu quickly asked him to make a few more sets of calligraphy and went to the village to recruit ten people.
work.
This is also part of Chen Mu's plan. There are hundreds of people in the village, and they just do some farming and hard work on weekdays, and they don't make much money.
Rather than taking advantage of outsiders who don't know the basics, it's better to lead these villagers to get rich together.
As for the eldest brother, he is now over the addiction of being the boss and is standing at the door constantly giving guidance to those people.
It was dinner time, and I didn't even eat. I was very motivated. People are like this. Once they find a way to make money, it's like opening Pandora's box, and they can't hold it back at all.
Chen Mu put the money away and went to the main room. Liu Si also brought Liu Jingtang back today. This boy was quick and clever and could copy books much faster than the other ten workers.
"Hey, you kid is back. It's different when there are more people. In just over an hour, there are almost a few hundred copies. It's probably enough to get a thousand copies today. If you make 10,000 every day, it will be enough in a month.
Three hundred thousand."
Having said this, Chen Jianghe patted Chen Mu on the shoulder without much excitement, his eyes full of good hope for the future life.
As for Chen Mu, he just smiled and said nothing. He knew that although business was good today, it had a lot to do with his bad reputation and those flyers, so it would be hard to tell tomorrow.
If your own traffic fades away, what matters in the end is the quality of your work.
However, Chen Mu is quite confident about the book A Chinese Ghost Story. After all, this book is very suitable for this era where scholars are everywhere.
But even so, Chen Mu still has to start planning the next book. Novels are like women. No matter how good their appearance and figure are, they will get tired of them after a few readings and need to be constantly updated and iterated.
Furthermore, books are not like objects. They do not break and are basically bought and sold once.
Different from the Pen and Ink Bookstore, there are a large number of authors who are constantly supplying him with blood. Come to think of it... if he becomes bigger and stronger, he will have to do this. After all, it is difficult for one person to achieve success.
By the end of the year, a thousand books had been printed. Looking at the piles of books, Chen Mu couldn't help but sigh, how much would it cost to copy them manually.
The workers that the eldest brother hired in the village were all young men, almost all in their teens or 20s. After all, young people are always much faster at work.
At that moment, Chen Mu led ten people into the courtyard.
They are all from the same village, so they all know each other. When he was crazy and stupid in the past, these young men often bullied Chen Mu when they had nothing to do.
However, since a few days ago, I learned that those local gangsters came to look for trouble, but were sent to the Monan battlefield by the officers and soldiers, and that shopkeeper Liu in the village died tragically, these men instantly changed from eagles to turtle doves. How could they dare to provoke Chen Mu again?
In their hearts, these people had no extravagant desire to be paid. The reason why they came to help was probably because they were afraid of getting into trouble if they refused. Shopkeeper Liu's face being stripped was still vivid in his mind.
"Printing a book with 30,000 words costs two cents. One thousand copies is equivalent to two thousand cents. I don't have time to go into details today, so I'll divide it equally between you. Two hundred cents per person. The more you work, the more you will get in the future.
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After saying that, Chen Mu took out a bunch of copper coins from the money bag under the horrified eyes of the ten people.
After the money was put into the hands of several people, the look in their eyes... I was afraid that they were dreaming. I didn't expect that they really got the money today, and it was still a full two hundred yuan. For a farmer, it is almost a month.
Expenditured.
"It's really... really profitable!"
"Brother Mu really gives you money!"
"If my parents knew that I made so much money today, they might be so shocked!"
Where there was fear and fear before, there was reverence and admiration now.
Everyone respects the strong, especially a strong person who can bring benefits to himself.
Seeing that several people couldn't help but kneel down and kowtow, Chen Mu quickly pulled them up.
"A man kneels down to the sky and kneels to his parents. Why do you kneel to me?"
"Brother Mu has found such a good way out for us, we should kneel down."
"Hey, that's right. I can earn two hundred cents a day. How dare that guy in my family think I'm incompetent!"
"By the way, Brother Mu, are you still accepting people here? I have a younger brother..."
As soon as these words were spoken, the ten people suddenly became excited again. Most of the villagers made a living by farming and had enough food and clothing, but it was difficult to really make money.
There is only so much land, and with a family of seven or eight in rural areas, there is already a surplus of labor.
This is a good thing. At least the factory that Chen Mu will open in the future will not be afraid of not being able to recruit people. However, there is only one shop at the moment, and Chen Mu feels that ten people are a bit too much.
"No need."
The ten people originally hoped that their family members could come together, but when Chen Mu shook his head, they couldn't help but reveal a trace of regret.
"However, people in our village will have opportunities in the future. I, Chen Mu, have no aspirations in my life. I just want to lead us fellow villagers to live a prosperous life."
After hearing this, several people's eyes suddenly lit up again.
"Brother Mu is now capable, and he is good to us."
"That's right. He was different from us before. I'm afraid the stars in the sky came down to help us."
What several people said was sincere, but Chen Mu's eyes kept twitching. It sounded like Fan Jin had passed the imperial examination. Once he could help them make money, he would become a star himself.
At that moment, Chen Mu patted a few people on the shoulders, then smiled warmly and said: "Work hard, brick houses, women and children will be waiting for you in a few years."
Today, Chen Mu really has the face of a capitalist, and these people look like women who have just entered the world of mortals. Looking at Chen Mu's gentle face, they burst into tears of gratitude.
After that, several people said goodbye to Chen Mu and his family, and then happily walked home with their money.
After giving it up for the night, Chen Mu and the others walked towards Yelang City again carrying books on their backs early the next morning.
There are a thousand books, and the weight is needless to say. In order to make it easier, Chen Mu called another young man to share it. After all, there was a business in the city today, and it was good to have someone to help in the store.
The road from the foot of the mountain to Yelang City happened to pass by the south bank of the Yangtze River. Looking at the river slowly passing eastward, with the occasional merchant ships going back and forth, Chen Mu couldn't help but stop on the grass for a while.
Although Yelang City is good, it is just a county town. If you really want to start a career, you must go to the capital city of Yizhou.
As soon as we arrived in the city, the crowds on the streets were already very crowded. Especially in the East City, it was even more crowded than can be described.
However, when he arrived at the door of the shop, Chen Mu found that there were several people dressed as scholars standing in front of the door, all looking at the poem on the plaque and talking about it.