Manager Li took the picture from Zhou Heng's hand, thought for a while, and then had a strong interest on his face.

"Don't say it seems to be really feasible. I'll try it back. If this method is feasible, wouldn't it be possible to type and print it at will?"

Zhou Heng took a sip of tea and looked at the collection of poems.

"This collection of poems will be delivered to Huichuntang for 100 copies today. This is what I promised to give to them. As for the rest, you should also look at the price and sell it. I think when no one reprinted it in the first place, you can still buy some good prices."

Manager Li nodded vigorously, obviously he had inquired before he came.

"I asked, the poems on this collection were all at the banquet of the Prince's Mansion. You and Prince Ning improvised it. Although there were occasional good sentences, no one knew the complete version. So I directly printed a thousand copies this time, and I think the number was very amazing."

Zhou Heng drank tea and estimated it a little. He really had no idea about a thousand volumes. He remembered that there were more than a hundred people surrounding Huichun Hall that day, but they were just some well-informed people.

"How much does it cost to sell such a collection of poems?"

Manager Li had a smile on his face and raised three fingers.

"The general collection of poems is only about one hundred essays. I think the price of your book is going to go up, so let's sell it directly for 200 essays."

Zhou Heng made a rough calculation and all his interest suddenly faded. Three hundred documents per book and one thousand volumes are only 300 taels. In addition to the cost, two people still need to share it. How much money is this?

Who is Manager Li? I felt Zhou Heng's attitude change instantly, so I quickly got closer and said:

"Otherwise, we will sell 300 cents? This price can't be any higher, no matter how high it is, it's really impossible to sell it."

"What about the book of the peach blossom fan? How do you plan to price it?"

Manager Li thought for a while, "This is a carved paper, and the printing cost is almost 100 texts, and the number of pages exceeds 200. This can be more. After all, there are subsequent chapters to follow. I think 600 texts are still the price of conscience."

Zhou Heng smiled and hooked his finger at Manager Li.

"After you go back, you will place the poetry collection and the storybooks in the open, and make a brand. You can buy two hundred essays for the poetry collection, and buy seven hundred and fifty essays for the first volume of the Peach Blossom Fan. If you buy two books together, you can spend eight hundred essays to take away two books and we will sell them in a set."

Manager Li looked at Zhou Heng in confusion, but now he has printed it out, so he really hasn't figured out the price. If Zhou Heng said, wouldn't it cost 700 yuan to sell a set? Is it possible?

After thinking for a while, Manager Li picked up the teacup and drank it in one sip, then stood up.

"Okay, then try it as you wish. I will go back and start selling books and hang out a large draft of our master's paintings and illustrations. That's very beautiful and will definitely attract people."

Zhou Heng nodded, "Go, don't forget to send a hundred collections of poems to Huichuntang first."

Manager Li stood up and said goodbye. Everyone wanted to give it a try in front of huge benefits, especially Zhou Heng's confident appearance, which made him feel more confident.

Zhou Heng stood up, stretched his arms and legs, and just turned around and was about to return to the backyard, a black shadow rushed in instantly and grabbed Zhou Heng's shoulders.

Zhou Heng subconsciously raised his foot and kicked it over, and then heard a whisper.

"Crown Prince?"

Before Zhou Heng could finish his exclamation, his mouth was covered. Zhu Yunmo had already stood in front of Zhou Heng, with a look of panic on his face.

"Let me hide here quickly, someone will chase me."

Zhou Heng was confused. This is in the capital. Who dares to chase Zhu Yunmo in broad daylight?

What happened? Or is this guy provoking someone who shouldn't find someone. Seeing that Zhu Yunmo wanted to run away, Zhou Heng quickly pulled his sleeve and asked:

"Don't run away, what happened, who was chasing you, or what if I asked me to go to Fengtian Prefecture to report to the officials?"

Zhu Yunmo stomped his feet in a hurry and shook Zhou Heng's control.

Zhou Heng then realized that a piece of Zhu Yunmo's sleeve had been torn, and all the cotton wool inside had emerged. It was obvious that this was a close fight.

"What official should I report to? Su Xiaoxiao, that crazy woman, I don't know where, the Empress Dowager wanted to marry her and went straight to the prince's mansion.

I took me out of my house. It was a cold day and I was almost scared to death. I finally broke free. I didn’t come to take shelter from you, and you still asked questions."

Zhou Heng immediately realized that he turned around and saw that Qu Ziping had gone out with two little ones. No one in the mansion was smart.

Zhou Heng thought for a while and gestured to the east side room.

"Why don't the prince go to the east wing to hide, which is Sheng'er's room, it's better to hide from the cabinet and not come out. If Miss Su Wu comes, I will talk to her and ask you to come out after opening, okay?"

Zhu Yunmo nodded and ran towards the east wing. After a while, he crawled in and there was no movement.

Zhou Heng tidied up his clothes, and then he found that there was a piece of Zhu Yunmo's sleeve on his hand. Just as he was about to hide it, he heard a stern shout.

"Where is the Zhu Yunmo people?"

Zhou Heng shivered and quickly stuffed the sleeve into his arms, then turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

At this time, Su Xiaoxiao had already rushed to the front. Not to mention that the two of them were not slow, but one escaped to hide from him, and the other was looking for someone to come here. I really don’t know how to say that the two of them were.

"Miss Su Wu, this is"

Su Xiaoxiao raised her hand, "Don't talk nonsense to me, where is Zhu Yunmo? Hand over others, or I will demolish your mansion today."

The flesh on Zhou Heng's cheeks trembled. OK, he believed this threat. Su Xiaoxiao was absolutely capable of doing this.

"I wonder what's wrong with Miss Su Wu in a hurry to find the prince?"

Su Xiaoxiao gave Zhou Heng a gloomy look, said with her hands wrapped around her chest:

"What's the matter? Don't you know? I heard yesterday that it was the Cining Palace where you and Zhu Yunmo went to. Now I asked me what happened?"

Zhou Heng blinked, spread his hands and said:

"Yesterday, it was indeed the Cining Palace where Zhou and Prince Ning went. They were just in a hurry to treat the empress dowager. Then they chatted for a while. Is there anything else?"

"Stop pretending to be stupid and stupid. You think I don't know, right? I went to Cining Palace to see Xiu'er early in the morning. The Queen Mother asked me how I view Zhu Yunmo. I originally wanted to say a few good things for him, but who knew that the more I said it became more outrageous. In the end, it became the content of the marriage. I wanted to know whether this was his or the Queen Mother's meaning."

Zhou Heng suddenly realized that he didn't understand it, no wonder he came over angrily.

Zhou Heng clasped his fists and said, "Miss Su Wu, don't worry. Yesterday, the empress dowager wanted to give a marriage. The empress dowager said that the prince is at the age of marriage. He has been in Qingping before and has never chosen a marriage. This matter should also be mentioned on the agenda.

As for Miss Su Wu, the empress dowager just made a suggestion, saying that Miss Su Wu was quiet and virtuous, well-understood, and was a good candidate. However, the prince did not agree and refused to do it sternly. And he did not say anything about marriage granting. I think Miss Su Wu must be anxious and didn't hear it clearly."

Su Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked at Zhou Heng with a puzzled look.

"No marriage?"

Zhou Heng shook his head, "There was no marriage granted. Zhou took back the Chuntang as a guarantee. Yesterday, he did not say that he wanted to give the marriage granted, but just asked the prince's attitude. However, seeing that the prince disagreed, the queen mother gave up on this idea."

Su Xiaoxiao raised her hand and stopped Zhou Heng's words.

"Wait a moment, are you saying that Zhu Yunmo disagrees with choosing me, and he disagrees very much, so the empress dowager did not give her a marriage?"

Zhou Heng paused, how did the style of painting change so quickly, how should we answer this? Should we say it or not?

"This prince just said that he is still young, and as for marriage, he still needs to listen to what King Ning means. For the prince, being able to meet King Ning is more important than anything else."

Su Xiaoxiao's face suddenly relaxed, she found a chair to sit down, but she was still angry. Zhou Heng was sweating on his back. It was really a troublesome to coax women. It was all Zhu Yunmo's fault!
Chapter completed!