Chapter 159 The horror of Lushui paper
The second uncle explained cheerfully.
"Old Tian, don't worry!"
"This is by no means an intentional attempt by adults to lower prices."
“We have good technology and use water to save a lot of time and labor.”
“The materials are just weeds, so you don’t have to spend any money at all!”
"So, even if it costs fifteen cents per pound of rice paper, we can still make a profit."
Rice paper also requires less cutting process.
It has many specifications.
Just adjust the template size.
A four-foot piece of pine or snowflake-patterned rice paper weighs five or six kilograms.
It was difficult for people in ancient times to study.
Just buying books and paper is overwhelming.
The cost of printing books is high, and the paper requirements are even higher.
The profits of the bookshop are cut off.
It would be strange not to buy hundreds of copies of a book that weighs several ounces.
This is what a strong laborer earns for several days.
Shen Lin patted the old master on the shoulder, half joking and half serious.
"Teacher, students are making copper movable type."
"The ink is also specially prepared by the students."
"I want to sell fine books by the pound."
"If we have the ability, we can make books affordable to poor people all over the world."
"I can also afford to read."
"Next time, you will meet bad students who sell used books like students."
"I won't be so angry that I won't be able to eat for several days."
Shen Lin originally exchanged all his old books for food.
Everyone in Lushuihe Village is aware of his prodigal behavior.
But at that time, Shen Lin was forced to do nothing.
The family can no longer even afford a bowl of wheat rice.
Where can I take care of precious books?
Everyone was sighing.
The prodigal son half a year ago now owns such a huge property.
There are more than 3,000 soldiers, a whole city.
Life is magical, but it doesn’t end there!
Tian Wenqing took Shen Lin's hand and sighed.
"At the beginning, I really didn't blame you."
"Later, I also found out the details, so why should I be angry?"
"You are a good boy and a good adult to us."
"Because of your heroic words today, all the scholars in the world must thank you."
"They should write a biography for you Shen Lin."
"To pass it on to future generations!"
Shen Lin just laughed.
I don't want to count on those vain people.
Selling books is more profitable than simply buying paper.
Actually, in the whole world, scholars are the richest.
Books are cheaper.
Why don't you have the nerve to move it home?
A few days later, the first batch of papers and books were sent to Anding County.
Wu Qi got the news and opened a larger store.
“Lu Shui Price Bookstore.”
This was what he did because of Shen Lin's request.
Anyway, the money that should be earned will not be less than half a point?
parity?
Just compared to other bookstores.
"Crack!"
Smoke filled the air.
The sound of exploding firecrackers resounded throughout the street.
It's really the most primitive firecracker.
The kind that burns bamboo.
Wu Qi, dressed in auspicious clothes, stood at the gate with his hands raised and shouting, with a smile on his face.
"Dear neighbors, young and old."
"My new store has opened, and all the rice paper books are sold by the pound!"
"As long as fifty cents per catty!"
What the hell?
Expensive rice paper is used to print books, but it only costs fifty cents?
A group of people watching the fun thought they heard it wrong.
Wait until Wu Qi shouted more than ten times in a row.
As a result, his big bookstore was suddenly crowded with people.
"God, is this really good pine grain rice paper?"
"Oh, the paper on this cover is better."
"What do you mean? Look at this book!"
“Damn it, is this snowflake rice paper from Fengqiu’s time-honored brand?”
"It's even more expensive than the Shen family's pine grain rice paper!"
Now, some people don’t believe it.
The best rice paper on the market costs at least fifty or sixty cents per kilogram.
If you sell it at this price, wouldn't it mean that your grandma's family is losing money?
A certain scholar was wearing a green shirt that had been washed white.
he asked in disbelief.
"Master Qi, you...are you really selling based on the pound?"
"Oh my God, this printing quality is a rare masterpiece. Isn't the discount too harsh?"
Wu Qitongling's eyes widened and his chest thumped loudly.
"Yuan Xiucai, everyone in the neighborhood knows the truth. Is Mr. Qi a liar?"
"Don't leave any ink. Once you've made your choice, go to the door and get weighed!"
Sanqing, Buddha, Bodhisattva...&
Which god has appeared today?
Unless, you want to sell tomes like history books.
Common books such as The Analects of Confucius, The Great Learning, The Book of Songs, etc.
How many books can one pound have?
One-fifth of the original value?
Even ten percent of the price to buy a book?
Or is it a good book with excellent paper, typesetting, and printing?
Even if you are not a scholar, you still have to spend money to buy a few books, right?
If you use it yourself, why don’t you give it to your children or grandchildren?
After passing this village, there is no such shop.
The crowd poured in.
The scales at the door were all busy.
Wu Qi quickly asked the jailer who helped to maintain order.
"Everyone, please don't crowd or grab. There are plenty of books."
"Master Qi promises that we will never increase the price in the future."
"Look, the pine grain rice paper and snowflake rice paper here only cost 20 cents per pound."
"Talus paper is cheaper, as white as snow, and costs three cents a pound!"
The poor scholar who asked the question first also quickly helped to persuade him.
"Everyone, please stop grabbing it."
"Who in our Anding City can't trust the credibility of the seventh master, the fat catcher?"
"The reason is very simple!"
"The price of paper has dropped so much, how much more expensive can books be?"
Customers in the store also saw some people buying books and leaving.
A few waiters in the shop filled up the pile with stacks of new books exuding the fragrance of ink.
So, everyone was completely relieved.
It seems that the fat catcher is indeed a trustworthy person.
Very well prepared!
Are you kidding?
When Shen Lin does things, he will do it if he doesn't do it. Once he does it, it will shake the world.
The copper movable types he used were all cast and molded in one go.
No need to work hard, just carve them one by one.
Hundreds of movable type printing machines are lined up one by one.
All the female soldiers came to help.
Cutting, printing, binding and packaging all in one service.
How many books can be produced in twelve consecutive hours?
The newly completed 1,000-ton iron shed ship was dispatched all at once.
These big ships were painted black.
It looks no different from a awning boat.
As long as they don't get on the boat, touch or knock, no one will notice anything strange.
Will Wu Qi be worried about panic buying?
Of course not.
The nearby cloth shop, farm tool shop, and warehouses are filled with books and papers.
Shen Lin's request is.
He can open branches wherever a thousand-ton ship can reach.
Of course, it is best to do low-price wholesale in Anding to save trouble!
The workshop is constantly expanding, and the daily output is getting larger and larger.
After seven or eight days, Shen Zhongru realized something was wrong.
All my own paper and books are unsalable.
Even the toilet paper for wiping buttocks can no longer be sold.
But he insisted that this was Shen Lin's counterattack.
This guy refined iron, burned cement, and was also busy training soldiers and building houses.
Where do you have time to bother with paper making and printing?
Most of them paid a high price to buy paper books from other places.
Are you in a price war with yourself?
You sell it, whatever you want!
I can't help but kill you.
This chapter has been completed!