The sun rises and sets, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.
The hot pot here at Yibo House was launched as scheduled. At the beginning, the price of a hundred taels of silver per pot really scared off many diners in the world, but there were also wealthy diners in the world who ordered a pot in the name of Xue Song and Wang Changling.
But just like this, it became unstoppable and hotpot became famous.
Especially among the dignitaries of the Eastern Capital, word spread slowly, and even many officials had the idea of coming to Yibo Tower to try it out.
But Yibo Lou only sells three pots every day, so you can't get them at all.
During this period, Zhao Hai and Li Mo had a "big fight", fell out in public, and went to the Western Capital with a copy of "Dream of Red Mansions".
Everything is going according to Li Mo's plan.
But at this moment, Li Mo had no time to take care of anything else. Instead, he sat in the VIP seat of Xuanhe Village.
"Lang Jun's secret technique is ready, and a large number of copies of "Journey to the West" will be available tomorrow?"
Looking at Li Mo, Liu Ping looked surprised.
I thought it would take a month for a large number of copies to be released, but how long has it taken?
"Um!"
Li Mo smiled bitterly.
No one knows how busy he has been recently. In addition to lecturing, he also teaches movable type and typesetting to Cheng Yiran and others. In addition, he also has to write the entire journey to the west in advance. In short, there is never a moment of leisure.
"Okay! That's great... How many copies are you planning to get for your first time, Lang Jun?"
Confirmed, Liu Ping was so excited that his eyes shone.
Recently, he was completely fascinated by the story of Journey to the West. Li Mo happened to talk about three dozen white-bone spirits and stopped at the most critical moment. He couldn't get up or down, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
Of course, he was not the only one who felt uncomfortable, but also all the scholars and scholars in Dongdu.
If the complete version of "Journey to the West" was released at this time, it would probably be sold out for just two taels of silver, let alone one tael of silver.
In this regard, the scribes and scholars in Dongdu also loved and hated Li Mo. They loved that he could write such wonderful books, but hated that he would stop at critical moments, which was really irritating.
"A thousand copies!"
Li Mo reported a number.
"A thousand copies? That many?"
Liu Ping was stunned again.
"Well, as long as Boss Liu's white linen paper is in sufficient supply, there can be more."
Li Mo picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
In the past few days, as Yibo Restaurant was full and hot pot was in short supply, the overall income was booming, with the peak one-day income reaching 350 taels.
Although most of the money was used to repair the manor outside the city, it was enough to buy enough white linen paper.
"Don't worry, sir. There is no problem with the supply of white linen paper. I have transferred a lot of goods from Xidu. I can get as much as you want. It will definitely meet your needs... By the way, I don't know about those white linen papers."
When the paper arrives, should it be sent to Yibo Building or to..."
Touching his beard, Liu Ping hesitated.
"Send it to the manor! Don't worry, Boss Liu, the paper money will be settled on the spot and there will be no default."
Li Mo put down the tea cup. He knew what Liu Ping was worried about.
"It seems that Lang Jun made a lot of money from his lectures."
Liu Ping's expression relaxed and he sighed.
He knew Li Mo's previous situation. At that time, the book club couldn't continue to operate and Jiang Yunyi was behind it. When he bought the manor, he paid a deposit. Now he can actually take out hundreds of rolls of white linen paper at one time. It's really surprising.
shock.
"Alas... Boss Liu thinks highly of me. In fact, I am Mr. Yi Bo, who is attached to Yibo Building. The previous manor was also bought for Mr. Xue Song and Xue Langjun of Yibo Building."
Li Mo pretended to sigh.
"It turns out to be like this, no wonder! No wonder!"
Hearing the words,
Liu Ping sighed repeatedly, showing a look of sudden enlightenment.
However, Liu Ping's attitude towards Li Mo was not contemptuous just because Li Mo was working for Xue Song. It was just because he had now become a loyal fan of Journey to the West, and facing the writer was like meeting his idol.
"So Boss Liu can rest assured and just need to keep supplying paper."
"Um!"
Liu Ping nodded heavily.
With Li Mo's words, Liu Ping's last worry completely disappeared.
Yi Bo Lou has gained a lot of fame recently. On the first floor there is The Legend of Journey to the West, and on the second and third floors there is also the mysterious meal hot pot that is served once a hundred taels. It is certainly capable of eating a huge amount of white linen paper.
After a pause, Liu Ping seemed to have thought of something and was a little worried.
"The man once said before that after the manuscripts are printed, each copy will be handed over to me at a rate of 500 yuan, but will it be counted?"
"Boss Liu, don't worry. Although I am attached to Yibo Tower, I still have the final say on the manuscripts. Xue Langjun will also share some with me."
Li Mo waved his hand, signaling Liu Ping not to worry.
"That's good! I believe that with the huge sales of Journey to the West, Lang Jun will be able to own his own manor soon. When Lang Jun publishes another book... he will be able to open the door and build a house without relying on anyone else...
"
Liu Ping felt a little emotional for a moment.
To be honest, after knowing that he was actually doing business with Yi Bo Lou, although he didn't have to worry about money, he still felt a little confused. No matter it was Xue Song, the owner of Yi Bo Lou, or Chang Ling, the Poem Demon King, he couldn't afford to offend him. Although there were people behind his back.
The officials were supportive, but the officials were unwilling to provoke a martial arts master of this level.
Once Yibolou goes back on his word, Xuanhezhuang will really be unable to bear it.
On the contrary, there is no pressure when doing business with Li Mo.
"Then let me borrow some good words from Boss Liu!"
Li Mo smiled.
"That's for sure. If Mr. Lang needs anything, just ask."
"Thank you, Boss Liu!"
........
The sun was shining brightly and the cicadas were chirping. It was already early April and the weather was getting hotter. On the official road fifty miles away from the east capital, a carriage was slowly moving forward.
On the shaft of the carriage sat a groom.
There was an old man in his sixties sitting next to the groom. Perhaps because of the hot weather, the old man kept wiping his forehead with a sweat towel.
"How far is it?"
When it was time to get some fresh air, the old man asked a little irritably.
He was none other than Li Guan, the steward of the Li Mansion. In order to recruit the "Poetry Demon" as soon as possible, he paid a high price to hire a carriage and drove all the way without stopping for fear of delaying the important event.
"Master, we will reach Dongdu in another fifty miles!"
the coachman replied.
"Okay! Okay! You must have a good rest when you arrive in Luoyang."
Hearing this, Li Guan breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally arrived!
There was no rush to recruit Shi Mo. He planned to find Li Mo, the third son of the Li family, after entering the city. Although he was living in a miserable life, he should have heard about Shi Mo.
"By the way, if there is a tea stall ahead, you can take a rest. I'm really tired, sir."
After a pause, Li Guan said again.
"Okay, sir, there is a tea stall twenty miles ahead, and it is also a resting place for merchants coming and going. I am familiar with this road!"
The groom raised his whip.
He travels back and forth between Luoyang and Chang'an all year round, and has become extremely familiar with it.
The coachman didn't lie. After walking for about half an hour, the tea stall appeared in their sight. From a distance, it looked like the tea stall was quite large. There were businessmen and many people in the world coming and going to drink tea.
Tie up your horses,
Li Guan randomly found an empty table and asked the groom for two bowls of water to make tea.
