The bookstore is called Bimo Bookstore. It is quite large and has a two-story layout. As soon as you enter the store, you can see over a hundred people buying books inside.
I heard that Prince Mo has almost opened more than a hundred shops in Yizhou. I wonder how he makes money from his Mo book shop.
"Haha, who am I to be? Isn't this Mr. Chen? What's the matter, are you here to look for the talented lady again? If you are playing tricks this time, don't blame me for messing with you."
Just as Chen Mu was looking around, an extremely bitter voice suddenly came from beside him.
I saw a thin middle-aged man, no more than five feet tall, wearing a brocade gown and a melon skin hat, walking slowly.
Looking at those rat eyes, Chen Mu knew this person very well. This person was Hu Tuo, the director and shopkeeper of this shop.
The original owner was "infatuated" with this prince Mo Ben, so he came here to hang out when he had nothing to do. After a long time, the people in the shop stopped letting him stay in the shop when they saw that he didn't want to buy anything.
However, this guy was proud of it and said that his true feelings need to be considered. From then on, he took some dry food and squatted at the door every day, regardless of the wind and sun, and did not go back until dark.
After more than ten days in a row, he actually bumped into Wang Zimo.
However, after revealing his true feelings, Prince Mo didn't even look at him. Unexpectedly, this guy's head got hot and he would go up and hug him.
Needless to say, the result was that he was almost kicked to death by Hu Tuo and two other big men.
Thinking about it now, even Chen Mu felt ashamed.
However, he still smiled and cupped his hands towards Hu Tuo: "Haha, don't get me wrong, Shopkeeper Hu, I'm actually looking for a book copying job today. Do you think there is anything suitable?"
Hu Tuo glanced at himself: "You are a madman and you are still evil. What kind of person is this talented lady? You are so poor and you don't even urinate and take photos, so get out of here!"
After a while of insults, Hu Tuo walked slowly towards the shop.
Chen Mu obviously understood that he thought he still wanted to entangle, so his mind suddenly changed and he hurriedly said: "Shopkeeper Hu is here to stay, we really just want to earn some money for food. In this way, you have the final say on the price, how about it?"
Chen Mu didn't care about the tens of pennies. What he was really curious about was to know why among the many bookstores in Yizhou, only her ink bookstore could dominate the entire market.
Hearing this, Hu Tuo narrowed his eyes and said, "I have the final say? How about a thousand words and three essays?"
Chen Mu was familiar with the situation in the book copying industry. Those with better handwriting could get around 20 to 30 yuan for a thousand words, while those with poorer handwriting could get around 8 yuan at the most.
I'm afraid that when the goods arrive, the price will be falsely reported and the difference will be eaten.
After he agreed, Hutuo took him to the second floor, and after almost wandering around, he came to a room again.
There were almost thirty or so people writing hard inside, plus those who had paid money to go home and write, there were at least several hundred people. From this, it can be seen that the business of Wang Zimo's shop was very good.
After finding a seat to sit down, Hu Tuo quickly found pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a copy.
"The talented lady Wang attaches great importance to this book. Stop copying it and you will not get a penny from it."
After a cold explanation, he raised his head and left.
"You take it seriously?"
Chen Mu was a little curious at this moment, which of the people could attract Wang Zimo's attention.
However, after I opened the book and took a few glances, I found that the name of the author was very unfamiliar. The original author knew those famous literati very well. If he had no impression of it, he might not be famous at all.
Although this person is unknown, the content of the article is extremely fascinating. The quality of the book alone is by no means worse than that of some great literary figures.
After asking the people around him carefully, Chen Mu suddenly realized.
It turns out that this ink bookstore does not sell works by those literary giants at all.
Except for the few books written by Wang Zimo himself, most of them were written by some folk literati, who are not famous themselves. However, if the writing is excellent, she can still use her name to sell it on her behalf and make a profit.
Fifty-five cents.
After all, no matter how talented you are, inspiration cannot always flow like a fountain. Once the inspiration is gone, if you write the same thing, you will inevitably be said to be eating your laurels.
Borrowing the talents of others to achieve his own fame, with low cost and high returns, Zhang Zimo's move can be said to have extended his life indefinitely.
No wonder the shops can be spread all over Yizhou. The secret lies here.
It wasn't until around midnight in the afternoon that Chen Mu finally finished copying out the ten thousand words today. He stretched his back. Not long after, shopkeeper Hu came into the house carrying a money bag.
In ancient times, salaries were rarely paid monthly, and were usually paid daily or annually.
Most of the people around me got around 100 fen, and a few with good handwriting could get 200 or 300 fen. It would be uncomfortable for me when it was my turn, only 30 fen.
"Recently, the county magistrate's son rewarded me with a large sum of money for a good pen and ink, have you heard about it?"
Just when everyone was about to leave after taking the money, Hu Tuo, who was standing in front of him, suddenly raised his voice.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then started talking.
"There is a full reward of thirty taels of silver, but I heard that the requirements for this pen and ink are extremely high."
"Yes, it's not just about good handwriting, it also needs to be accompanied by a good poem that embodies love and lovesickness."
"I heard that several people in the county were disgraced when they left..."
Chen Mu listened quietly and got the general idea.
The son of the county magistrate offered thirty taels of silver to ask for a poem with excellent handwriting, but the requirements were so high that some scholars who usually pride themselves on their talents could not get it.
At this moment, Chen Mu's heart suddenly brightened. Thirty taels of silver was not a small amount. If he could win it, he would have almost accumulated the original capital needed for doing business.
But let’s not talk about the poems expressing feelings and love. The original author’s work was already broken, and it would be difficult to make money from it.
Just as Chen Mu was thinking about it, Hu Tuo took out another letter foil from his bag, and then said loudly: "This is the recommendation letter I wrote, fifty cents, fifty cents for thirty taels of silver, a business that is not a loss."
ah."
After saying this, everyone looked at each other and said that this was true, but several people in the county were not good at it, so how could they, talented people, have this ability?
Seeing that no one agreed for a long time, shopkeeper Hu, who wanted to make a fortune from this, had no choice but to give up.
"I took it."
Unexpectedly, just as he turned around, Chen Mu's voice suddenly sounded from the crowd.
For a time, dozens of people looked at him with attention. When they saw it was Chen Mu, they couldn't help but frown and become suspicious.
"Who is this person? He's wearing rags and a coat?"
"I seem to have seen him before, and I seem to...remember him, the crazy beggar who pestered the talented lady Wang some time ago and was kicked on the street."
"It turns out it's him. No wonder he looks familiar. He seems to have never even passed the child test. Are you thinking about picking up these thirty taels of silver? Are you going crazy again?"
Being stared at by everyone, Chen Mu also felt ashamed and panicked, but he still came to Hu Tuo and took out fifty coins from his body.
Seeing the money coming to his door, Hu Tuo quickly grabbed it for fear that Chen Mu would regret it.
But even though he got the benefit, he still couldn't help but ridiculed and teased: "You kid has a hard time taking the children's exam, but you still want to get this silver reward?"
Chen Mu ignored the mocking words and nodded lightly.
Although there is currently no good solution, I know from my experience in my previous life that opportunities are fleeting.
Don’t worry about whether you can do it or not, just take over the matter first, and we’ll talk about the rest later.
If you want to achieve something, you must not look forward or backward. As long as it is within your tolerance, you must take a gamble when the opportunity comes.