After school, Jia Cong took a group of boys to a remote corner of Ningrong Street and said directly: "I have obtained the management rights of a printing workshop and bookstore!"
"Really!"
"Very good!"
"In the future, if we copy books, we can sell them at a better price!"
"..."
The boys were immediately excited, and they were all full of energy and excitement.
After half a year of copying and selling books, they are not fools. How could they not realize the astonishing profits of the cultural industry.
Let’s take copying books and selling them as an example. Although they make a lot of money from selling them, bookstores make more money. Who wouldn’t be jealous?
Now that the boss Jia Cong has a bookstore, it is certain that they will be able to make more money in the future.
"I'm afraid things are not that simple, right?"
Jia Yun, who is over fourteen years old, is not only the oldest among the group of younger brothers, but also the one who is most thoughtful and handles things properly.
After recovering from his joy, he immediately noticed something was wrong.
No matter how the boss Jia Cong obtained the management rights of the bookstore, given his age, he really cannot convince the public.
Naturally, the younger ones who study ethnography are not included, but the shopkeepers and clerks of bookstores may not necessarily give them face. This is the core of the problem.
How could Jia Yun, who lives on Rongning Street, not know what the inside of Rongguo Mansion looks like?
A bastard like the boss Jia Cong will not be taken seriously by the stewards below.
After his reminder, the originally excited voice gradually became lowered, and all the boys suddenly had sad faces, not knowing what to do.
"So, I need your help!"
Jia Cong smiled heartily. Facing the expectant gazes of his younger brothers, he said leisurely: "What kind of person are the stewards below? I don't need to introduce them to you. They all have dirty shit. All you have to do is to dig out the printing presses."
The workshop, as well as the handle of the bookstore..."
A group of young men suddenly showed a clear look on their faces, and they were all in high spirits and gearing up.
It has to be said that the good times have gone too long, and everyone in the Rongguo Mansion has lost their due vigilance.
In particular, the printing workshops and bookstores that were targeted by Jia Cong had very inconspicuous losses all year round, and they were small and transparent in the general industry.
But……
After investigation by Jia Yun and other younger brothers, they found that whether they were in charge of printing workshops or bookstores, their lives were quite comfortable.
Naturally, they are not comparable to the powerful housekeepers in the mansion, but each of them owns a two-bedroom house in the capital. This kind of financial strength is extraordinary.
You know, many sixth- and seventh-grade Beijing officials can only rent houses in the capital. With their small salaries, they simply cannot afford to buy a house, not even for the first time.
It can be seen from this that the amount of greed taken by the management of printing workshops and bookstores is definitely not a small amount.
When Jia Cong led a group of young men from the family clan to the door in an aggressive manner and dumped the investigation in front of the two stewards, the matter was already doomed.
The management of the printing workshop and bookstore in the Jiangjun Mansion's property fell completely into the hands of Jia Cong. As for the two stewards who were directly driven home to live in apartments, they had already reaped enough benefits, and it was a big honor to not have their homes ransacked.
Already.
Mainly, Jia Cong didn't want to make things worse.
Otherwise, a single charge of stealing the master's property would be enough to put the two unlucky stewards and their families in jeopardy.
After finishing all this work, Jia Cong and his subordinates were not idle, and directly checked the details of the printing workshop and bookstore.
Soon Jia Cong collected enough information and had a clearer and deeper understanding of the two industries with management rights.
Not big in scale!
This is the specific situation of the printing workshop and bookstore. Except for the steward, all the other clerks have stayed, and there are no more than ten people in total.
The printing workshop can only print some simple books, such as elementary school books. As for large volumes such as the Classics and History, there are no relevant engravings at all.
The bookstore is also small in size, selling only elementary school books from some printing workshops, as well as the Four Books and Five Classics purchased from outside, and the quality is quite average.
The most important thing is that without connections with scholars, few scholars would be willing to patronize it, so business would naturally be poor.
What makes Jia Cong funny and irritating is that they have been losing money for many years. From the manager to the clerk, these two families have never thought of ways to solve the business difficulties.
The general's mansion needs money to maintain it.
As a result, the majority of the money was immediately divided up by the stewards, and the workers below could only eat scraps. They lived a boring and hopeless life with gusto, without any intention of changing it.
I don’t know what the General’s Mansion thinks. It has never had any intention of closing the printing workshop and bookstore, and allocates a sum of money every year for maintenance.
These are old almanacs. Since the management of the printing workshop and bookstore has fallen into the hands of Jia Cong, he will naturally not let this situation continue.
“The market for elementary school books should be quite big!”
We summoned a group of young men from the clan school, as well as clerks from printing workshops and bookstores, and held a symposium to discuss solutions to the lack of funds.
By the way, the maintenance money allocated by the General's Mansion this year has been divided up by the two stewards and the clerks. If you don't want to cause too much trouble, it will be difficult to pursue this matter.
But without enough money, let alone printing children's books, it will be difficult for Jia Cong to just barely maintain it, unless he is willing to hang on as before and wait until the money comes back next year before making any moves.
Does he have the temperament to wait and see?
Since there is no money in the account, then find a way to make money.
In fact, if you think about it, whether it is the engraving or technology of the printing workshop, or the books in the bookstore, although the quality is ordinary, they are still very valuable.
Apart from other things, because of the needs of the Jia family's clan studies, the bookstore has the largest collection of Mongolian books, and it is also a printing workshop that can ship in large quantities. There is still a pretty good market in the capital.
Mongolian schools like Jia Clan School are among the few in the capital.
Most of them are elementary schools organized by scholars for livelihood or other reasons, and the number is quite large.
After all, the capital is at the feet of the emperor, and its cultural atmosphere is quite rich.
Not every elementary school, like Jia Family School, has a corresponding printing workshop and provides free elementary school books of ordinary quality.
Let's put it this way, the entire capital city has a population of over one million, and the number of elementary school students is not 10,000 but 8,000, not counting the elementary school students in villages and towns outside the city.
This is a pretty large market for productivity at this time.
As long as you work hard, the printing workshop's pitiful output of less than a hundred copies a month, how can it not be sold, is simply a ridiculous thing in the world...