Zhao Hai didn't ask in detail. He knew the boy from Xuanyang Paper Shop, so it shouldn't be difficult to find out where the boss lived.
However, when I was thinking about it, I couldn't help but have a little doubt in my mind.
"The master actually wants to take the initiative to find the boss this time! Do you want to buy paper in person? He hates the boss even more than himself... When he went to buy paper before, he never went, and he always asked him to go. In addition,
My husband's attitude towards Yunyi Book Club this time is also different. In the past, when he was bullied, he could only curse behind his back!
But this time....
But from the bottom of my heart, I feel that after the change, the owner will have a better future and his back will be straighter."
Be careful, be careful. After regaining consciousness, Zhao Hai couldn't help but muttered,
"Hey, I don't know what's going on with Brother Xue? Can't we find a place? What should we do tomorrow?"
"There will be news if we find it!"
After taking a look at the inner courtyard, Li Mo frowned and said.
When Xue Song left the book club, he took a carrier pigeon from the book club with him, saying that he would release the carrier pigeon as soon as there was news. The carrier pigeon has not returned yet, so there should be no progress yet.
But he didn't have high hopes. Is it so easy to find shops?
And even if there is free time, it is still unknown whether I will be suitable for a book club.
Thumping!
Coincidentally, as soon as Li Mo finished speaking, he heard something moving in the backyard.
The two of them walked out and took a look. Standing on the pigeon cage was the homing pigeon that Xue Song had taken away.
"Master, there is news from Brother Xue."
Upon seeing this, Zhao Hai was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to catch the pigeon, took off the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's foot and handed it to Li Mo.
"Let me see!"
Li Mo took out the note and looked at it, his expression changed.
"How is it, Master!"
Zhao Hai was anxious and couldn't help but ask.
"We have found a place. It is a restaurant called Yibo House in Nan City! We won't know the specific details until we go there tomorrow, but we can be sure that we will be able to use the restaurant when we go there tomorrow."
Li Mo handed the note to Zhao Hai, looking slightly relaxed.
In this way, tomorrow's book club can continue, and even more seats can be sold. There will be many more seats in the restaurant than in the current book club.
"Master, that's great...Master won't have to lecture on the street tomorrow."
Hearing this, Zhao Hai was overjoyed and couldn't help but pump his fist excitedly.
In fact, he is already ready to give a lecture on the street tomorrow.
"Well, early tomorrow morning, you will post an announcement at the door of the book club, saying that in order to give book customers a better experience, our book club has moved to Yibo Building in Nanshi. Those who want to listen to books can go and make reservations in advance."
Zhao Hai calmed down and started arranging tomorrow's work.
"Yes, Master!"
"Also, now you and I will pick through those manuscripts and see if there are any blank white linen papers...if there are any, tear them all off!"
Li Mo said again.
Is Yunyi Bookstore not as good as Moran Bookstore? Then Moran Bookstore should do better and completely stop the sales of "Liu Yi's Biography".
"Master, do you want to continue writing the transcript?"
Hearing the words,
Zhao Hai immediately understood his master's thoughts.
"This time I not only have to write the follow-up story, but also the entire book!"
After Zhao Hai said that, he entered the inner hall and began to flip through the mountains of old manuscripts, especially those that had written collections of poems. There should be a lot of blank pages.
"Yes, Master!"
Zhao Hai was overjoyed and hurriedly followed him.
This time, let’s see who can stop the book club from rising again!
.........
In the west, Li Mo started to work, and in the east, Jiang Yunyi from Yunyi Bookstore was not idle either.
"Sir, I have written another five hundred manuscripts today, and the number of unsold manuscripts has reached more than seven hundred. Do you want to continue writing?"
The boy came to the desk, bowed and asked, his expression full of worry.
Although the price of a manuscript is three hundred and fifty liters, the cost is not low. There is the salary of the copy clerk and the white linen paper... The most important thing is that the money is from selling the manuscript.
It's just a pile of waste paper when it comes out.
"No problem, keep writing!"
Waving his hand, Jiang Yunyi said with determination,
"There is news from Boss Xu that he has taken back the shop, and Li Mo will officially leave the West Market tomorrow... Without Li Mo's trouble, we don't have to worry about no one buying "The Legend of Liu Yi".
Those scholars who follow the trend and cause trouble will also give up completely."
In his opinion, he had struck a fatal blow. Mo Ran Book Club was abandoned, and his Yunyi Book Club took the opportunity to expand its scale, killing two birds with one stone.
"You are still too young to fight with me!"
Having said that, Jiang Yunyi did not forget to boast.
"Yes, sir!"
The boy nodded to express his understanding.
But after a pause, the boy whispered again,
"Sir, our book club will probably run out of white linen paper tomorrow."
"Go to Xuanyang Paper Factory to pick it up when you're done with it! I've already made an agreement with Boss Ma from Xuanyang Paper Factory... all the white linen paper they have will be left to our book club."
Jiang Yunyi lowered his head and started dialing the abacus.
In his opinion, this is a trivial matter. Calculating how much money you made today is the right way.
"Yes, sir!"
"By the way, sir, a letter came from Mr. Chaowei later in the evening."
The boy did not leave, but bowed and said again.
"Oh? What did my nephew say?"
Jiang Yunyi hurriedly put down his abacus. This nephew of his was now the golden phoenix of the book club, so he had to take it seriously.
"Sir, he said that he will go to Xidu in the near future to prepare for sending books to the empress as a reward, and he wants to pay some silver to the accountant!"
The boy said.
"How many?"
"Twenty taels!"
The boy whispered.
Twenty taels is no longer a small amount, it is enough for an ordinary family of five to spend for two years.
"Twenty taels? The western capital is prosperous, and hotels, food and drinks all cost money. If you give him fifty taels, he will definitely write classics to please the empress, and then he can get the position of scribe."
Jiang Yunyi gritted his teeth and said.
As long as my nephew can be a scribe, what does fifty taels mean? Even if it costs five hundred taels, it is still worth it. "I understand, Master!"
"Go ahead and tell my nephew by the way. If he has any requests, feel free to ask for them. When the day of the reward is approaching, I will go to the Western Capital in person to help him!"
"yes!"
.......
The moon sets and the sun rises in the east. With the sound of gongs and drums, Dongdu gradually becomes lively.
Mo Ran Books,
As soon as the market opened, Li Mo had already taken all his belongings to Nanshi to meet Xue Song, leaving only Zhao Hai alone.
Just when Zhao Hai was about to pack up his things and go to the door to post the company announcement, there was a knock on the door from the outer hall, "Is Mr. Li here?"
"Is there anyone?"
Zhao Hai was stunned and immediately came to the door and opened the door panel.
Huh!
It was okay not to look, but Zhao Hai almost jumped when he saw what was happening outside.
He saw a dozen literati and talented people gathered around the door of the bookstore, looking at him expectantly.
"Gentlemen, this is..."
After coming back to his senses, Zhao Hai asked hurriedly.