The lottery incident that day made Changsun Chong so angry that he went back to recuperate for three days before he recovered.
This morning, Changsun Chong walked into the door of Shuqu Pavilion with a pale face. He immediately found Jiang Xian and asked, "Is there any good news in the past few days since I have been away..."
Jiang Xian hesitated for a long time and then said: "Young Master...I don't know whether I should say this."
"Say, what can't be said? I have gone back to recuperate for a few days, and I have figured it out. It's not a big deal if I fell into Du He's way that day. The business of Shuqu Pavilion will definitely be better than that of a broken study room.
The better you get, the more you will earn back in time." Changsun Chong shook the folding fan in his hand with a proud look.
Jiang Xian said cautiously: "Master, you don't know yet, right? The price of Datang Study's "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" has now been reduced. It only costs 50 yuan per copy. I also thought about reducing the price before, but it was reduced to 50 yuan per copy.
If so, not only will we not be able to maintain our costs, we are afraid that we will suffer huge losses in the end!"
"What?"
Changsun Chong stood up in excitement, and the revolving wooden chair under his butt fell to the ground with a bang. He grabbed Jiang Xian's collar and yelled: "Why? Why is this happening? How could Du He put "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties"
Sold for 50 yuan? Isn’t his movable type printing technology a very backward technology? Doesn’t the cost cost more than 70 yuan?”
Jiang Xian shook his chapped lips: "Master, we... were all deceived by Du He. The movable type printing technology has now been spread throughout Chang'an City. It is said to be very powerful. A large number of books can be printed every day, and the longer the time, the more
The cost will be lower. Now, people in Chang'an City no longer buy our books from Shuquge, saying that the quality of our books is too poor and not as beautiful as those printed with movable type."
Jiang Xian almost cried. In just a few days, Shuquge had stocked up nearly a thousand copies of "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties", but not a single one was sold.
Changsun Chong's face suddenly turned pale, and he said distractedly: "How could this happen? How could this happen..."
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Just when Shuquge's "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" was completely unsold, a storm of movable type printing once again arose in Chang'an City.
No one can figure out what movable type printing is yet, but it does not prevent everyone from pursuing "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" with movable type printing. Compared with the handwritten version, the printed version looks clearer, the fonts are more regular, and it is more comfortable to read.
In just a few days, Datang Bookstore sold thousands of copies of "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".
In the Datang Study Room, Du He picked up the sales reports for the past few days and looked at them carefully.
He taught Yang Hao to make this sales report. Over the past few days, Yang Hao's ability to make reports became stronger and stronger, and he would no longer get the most basic things wrong like before.
"That's right," Du He nodded and said with satisfaction, "Judging from the situation in the past few days, the sales volume has been increasing every day, but this situation will not last for a few days."
"Why?" Yang Hao was confused, "We priced it at 50 Wen, which is half cheaper than before. More and more people will buy it!"
Du He threw down the report and said: "You overestimate the number of literate people in Chang'an City. In fact, there are always only a few people who can read and write. Thousands of copies have been sold. I want more.
It’s impossible for people to come and buy it.”
"Then what should we do next?" Yang Hao couldn't help but feel a little worried. The Tang Dynasty Bookstore made money by selling "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties".
Du He smiled slightly: "The next step is of course to cripple Changsun Chong. Why worry about making money?"
Just as he was talking, Zhang Du came in from outside and said, "Master, Changsun Chong sent someone to deliver a letter. He wants to invite you to Cuiwei Tower for dinner."
Yang Hao next to him heard the words Cuiweilou, and his face instantly turned a little ugly.
"Chang Sun Chong invited me to have dinner at Cuiwei House? Isn't Cuiwei House a teahouse?" Du He asked doubtfully.
Yang Hao said: "Ever since Cuiwei Building was taken over by Changsun Chong, it turned into a restaurant not long after."
"So that's it. I'm afraid this guy Changsun Chong is hosting the Hongmen Banquet. However, even if it's the Hongmen Banquet, I don't have the luxury of it. I still want to go there."
After hearing this, Zhang Du was shocked and said: "Young master, you can't go. I heard that Changsun Chong has gone crazy these days. He has lost hundreds of thousands of money. I'm afraid he will do anything just for money!"
Du He shook his head: "It doesn't matter, let Lu Bu follow me in, and Yiyue will take care of me outside. Then we can make arrangements. Even if it's a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, I have the confidence to go for it."
After experiencing the prosecution incident, Du Ho became more fearless than before.
When Du He gave the order, everyone around him started to move.
Zhang Jian was more cautious and had a clear picture of everything inside and outside Cuiwei Building, and deployed a large number of manpower around Cuiwei Building.
Cheng Yiyue was more direct: "Then why bother? Just go and kill Changsun Chong and everything will be solved?"
Lu Bu even went to Cuiwei Tower overnight to inquire about the news.
Yang Hao invited Wang Zhengsheng, who was a storyteller in Chang'an City, back and wanted to persuade Du He to go to Cuiwei Tower for Du He's banquet. Unfortunately, he still failed to change Du He's mind.
No one can change what Du He decided.
Du He suddenly discovered that after this period of preparation, the entire furniture factory and Datang Study Room were on the right track, like a huge machine, slowly running.
Over time, this machine will run faster and faster.
In the past few days, Du He could always feel that something was watching him from the other side of the river, but he had been asked to check many times, but nothing came out, which made him a little uneasy.
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The next evening.
A simply decorated carriage left the gate of the furniture factory.
There were only two people in the car, Du He and Lu Bu.
When the carriage got on the official road and headed towards Chang'an City, on the hills in the distance, a man in black released a homing pigeon.
The homing pigeon flew high into the sky, circled in a circle, flew to Chang'an City, and finally entered Cuiwei Tower.
A middle-aged man took off the note from the carrier pigeon, then hurriedly walked across the floor and went in to report to Chang Sun Chong.
"Master, Du He has already set off!" the middle-aged man bowed and said.
Changsun Chong was wearing gorgeous clothes with a sick look on his face. He suddenly smiled: "Okay, very good. I thought Du He didn't dare to come. Hahaha, I didn't expect that he actually came. This
Once... I will make sure that he never comes back."
Jiang Xian next to him said anxiously: "Master, no matter what, Du He is also the son of Lantian County and the son of Prime Minister Du. If we touch him, we're afraid it won't be easy to explain!"
Changsun Chong snorted: "What is there to explain? It's just a small town in Lantian County. Du Ruhui, that pedantic guy, is no match for my father in the court! Besides, as long as Du He listens to us.
, I will not kill him, I will just teach him a lesson."
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