On this day, the business of Shangmo Bookstore can only be described as busy.

Not only is there a constant flow of business from individual customers in the store, but orders signed in the back hall are also coming in like snowflakes in late winter.

At dusk, Hua Chao came to the study with a thick stack of orders in her arms, and sat down directly next to Ying Wuji. She asked with a smile: "Wuji! How many orders do you think we signed today?"

Looking at her gentle and charming smile, Ying Wuji felt even better: "I guess what is this thing for? Anyway, Sister Hua Chao will become a rich woman in the future, I just let Sister Hua Chao raise her!"

Normally, Hua Chao would definitely say: OK! My sister will support you from now on.

But this time her cheeks turned red, she bit her lips and hesitated to speak.

Ying Wuji asked curiously: "Sister Hua Chao, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to say, just say it!"

"No, no!"

Hua Chao quickly shook her head, but the scene from the morning resounded in her heart.

At that time, she was busy in the accounting room. Xiao Liu hurried in and said that Ying Wuji seemed to have a quarrel with the two people from the Qianguo embassy. Ying Wuji made a loud voice and said that he wanted to lick her little goddess and even fuck her. Lick her little goddess and take her home as your wife.

lick……

Of course it wasn't that kind of obscene move. Hua Chao had been spending a lot of time with Ying Wuji, so she could naturally understand the strange words in Ying Wuji's mouth.

The so-called licking means being very, very nice to someone. She didn't know why it was called licking, but she seemed to hear a sense of self-deprecation in it.

Xiao Liu said that Ying Wuji didn't mention the name of the little goddess, but no matter which description he used, he was talking about Hua Chao.

Hua Chao spat at that time, knowing that Ying Wuji said this deliberately to anger the two Qian people, even though he was usually very good to her.

She just wanted to jokingly ask Ying Wuji if he wanted to marry her.

But she was afraid of getting both a positive answer and a negative answer.

In this case, why bother yourself?

Ying Wuji asked in confusion: "Sister Hua Chao, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell or have something on your mind? Luo Ming's little bastard came to see you again?"

"No!"

Hua Chao shook his head and quickly changed the subject: "We signed too many orders today. I'm afraid we can't sustain it with the current printing scale. I just asked Zhai Yun and asked him to inform the Mohist Guild to build a few more sets of printing equipment. , and then contact some ink-writers who are willing to work as printers."

"What did Zhai Yun say?"

"He agreed directly and seemed quite happy. After all, there is no other job in Jiangcheng that is more lucrative than ours."

"Too……"

Ying Wuji nodded. It is true that there are many masters in the Mohist Guild, but in fact, most of them are low-level people who have no hope of breaking through the realm of fetal transformation. The job at Shang Mo Bookstore is already quite lucrative for them.

He thought for a while and said: "We have to hold a meeting later and call all the people in charge of the bookstore."

"good!"

Hua Chao nodded.

About half an hour later, all the people in charge of the bookstore arrived, including the printing foreman Zhai Yun.

Zhai Yun was a little curious: "I have already contacted the printing equipment and printer. Is there anything else that needs to happen, Brother Ying?"

"That must be something good!"

Ying Wuji smiled and pointed at Wu Dan, who was lying on his stomach and sleeping soundly, with a speechless expression on his face: "What did this guy do? Is he sleepy like this in broad daylight?"

Zhai Yun curled his lips: "He has spent a lot of money recently. He probably went to a brothel to compete with girls. All the money he spent was from the bookstore. He said he wanted to cure his mental internal friction."

Ying Wuji was speechless: "Let him continue to sleep, let's talk about business first. I called everyone over this time, mainly because I want to talk about the Mohist Guild."

Hearing this, all the Mohists present pricked up their ears.

Ying Wuji continued: "According to the current situation, the bookstore has not fully recovered its capital, but after the order is obtained, it is determined to make a lot of money in the future. In this case, the promise to the Mohist Guild can be fulfilled in advance. Let me tell you something.

Brother Zhai will give you your opinions later on my general plan."

"good!"

Zhai Yun was a little excited, but he didn't expect that Ying Wuji would actually advance the schedule by a month.

Ying Wuji smiled: "The books with the most stable sales are the classics and history books of the Hundred Schools. Now that the price has dropped, the number of people who can afford to buy books will definitely increase. I plan to adjust the proportion so that Mohist works will account for at least 30%

.

The potential group of Mohists are all people whose family background is not that good, so I think the purchase price of Mohist books must be lower than that of other books. Normal books are 250 liters, and Mohist books can be reduced to 150 liters. The audience will definitely

will be wider.

However, we have promised in advance that this part of the profit will be split 50-50 between the bookstore and the Mohists Guild. Although the sales will be wider, the profit will definitely be lower, so whether we should do this or not, it still has to be left to the Mohists Guild to decide.

."

【Fine】+13

【Qi】+15

【God】+11

After hearing this, the Mohists present were extremely excited and dropped a lot of attribute points.

Zhai Yun was extremely excited when he heard that, and said quickly: "No! I can completely make the decision for the Mohists Guild. We are not here for money. As long as more people can read our Mohist works, we can give us money."

I am also willing. But brother Ying, can I sell it at a ratio of 30%?"

His worries are not unreasonable. After all, the Mohist family has passed its heyday.

Among the various vassal states, Qian State is completely ruled by Legalist thought, Confucianism basically takes the throne of the study of the emperor in Qi State, and Mohism in other countries has gradually declined in status due to different interests with the aristocracy.

He knew that Ying Wuji had a huge order, and he might not be able to digest even 30% of it.

Ying Wuji smiled: "Don't worry! Now we have a wide range of channels. Once the purchase cost of Mohist books is low, those booksellers will definitely be inclined to it. Brother Zhai, you are also from a poor family. You should know how much the people at the bottom live.

Frustrated.

How could they turn a blind eye to such a good spiritual sustenance from the Mo family? They can't afford a book worth one tael of silver, so why wouldn't they be willing to buy a book worth two hundred words a volume?"

Zhai Yun laughed loudly: "Okay! Then as brother Ying said, you have helped our Mo Guild a lot this time, and I will ask you for some benefits later!"

"That's easy to say!"

Ying Wuji smiled, and he could put aside the good and bad things for now. At least the cooperation with the Mo family was quite pleasant this time, and we can continue to work together in the future.

After discussing the details, several inkers left together and went back to making movable type printing equipment.

About half an hour later, when Ying Wuji was about to take the rest of the waiters out to the restaurant, a man dressed as a bodyguard suddenly came to the door.

The guard walked up to Ying Wuji and bowed politely: "Young Master Wuji, my master has invited you!"
Chapter completed!