Just when the common people and literati who came to listen to the book were crowded together, a few scholars were very proud and squeezed in from behind the crowd, talking as they did so.
"Give in? Why? What qualifications do you people who come after you have?"
As soon as this statement was made, many people were dissatisfied and looked at him angrily.
"Why? Just because we asked Li Langjun to arrange the location in advance!"
The leading scholar said with a proud smile, and at the same time raised the number plate in his hand that Li Mo gave them personally written on kraft paper.
"Li Langjun arranged a place for you? How is it possible?"
Some people stared in disbelief!
I think these showmen are deceiving them. In this situation, it's too late to say anything as long as we get out of the way!
"Don't believe it? Humph! Just wait and see... I'll go find Li Langjun later..."
The leading scholar looked arrogant and said again.
In his opinion, it was very wise to decide to buy a location on his own.
"Who do you think you are? You're looking for Li Langjun!"
Some people are still dissatisfied.
Coincidentally, at this moment, Zhao Hai, a boy from Moran Book Club, appeared at the door of the book club. He looked at the bustling crowd and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Please come in for the VIPs who have purchased five seats in front of me!"
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Whoosh!
He shouted in one voice, and the scene instantly became quiet.
Almost all the audience members who came were stunned, "VIPs who purchased seats? What do you mean?"
On the contrary, several scholars crowded in the crowd were overjoyed when they heard this. They waved the kraft paper numbers in their hands and squeezed in.
"Xiao Langjun, we are here...please give way..."
After a while, they arrived at the door of the book club.
"Guys, please come inside, my husband has prepared a place for you."
Seeing the kraft paper, Li Hai made a sign of invitation.
He recognized his master Li Mo's handwriting and couldn't fake it at all.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiaolang!"'
Several scholars nodded, turned around and smiled proudly at the common people who had just questioned them, then lifted up their robes and entered the book club.
"Wait a minute, little buddy, what's going on?"
"How come we didn't know when they booked the reservation?"
"that is."
The next moment, the audience outside the room came to their senses and became noisy again, asking questions all at once.
"Everyone, this is it! Today my husband will give a lecture in the outer hall, so I have arranged some seats inside."
Li Hai cleared his throat and explained.
"Ah? I'm giving a lecture outside today? Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
After hearing the explanation, the audience gathered in front rushed in, hoping to enter the outer hall and occupy a seat.
"Don't worry, everyone, just listen to me again!"
Seeing this, Zhao Hai waved his hand again.
"How to say it? Is it possible that we won't be allowed to listen today?"
When the door was blocked, someone immediately asked dissatisfiedly.
Yesterday’s story was so heart-breaking that I can’t miss the following story today.
"Everyone, due to the limited space in the outer hall, only twenty tables and chairs can be placed. Five gentlemen in front have already occupied them. There are only fifteen tables and chairs left. Each of the five gentlemen in front has paid ten
arts....."
Zhao Hai turned his head and looked at the screen behind him.
Half an hour ago, he and his master had decorated the outer hall, but a screen was set up at the door of the bookstore so that the audience outside could not see what was going on inside.
In fact, Zhao Hai is still a little uneasy about selling his position now.
After all, this is the first time.
Looking around, most of the people who came to listen to the book were ordinary people with little money in their pockets. If someone didn't buy it, they would probably be in trouble.
"Ten cents? Wait, you mean you only need to pay ten cents to get a seat?"
Soon, someone understood what Zhao Hai meant.
"That's right, as long as you pay ten cents, you can get a seat. If you don't want to, you can also go into the club and listen to the book, but there are no seats."
Zhao Hai explained.
"So it's like this. You can sit and listen if you spend ten dollars, but you can only stand if you don't spend any money! Then... give me a seat!"
As soon as he finished speaking, when Zhao Hai was worried that the people outside would be dissatisfied, a young man in splendid clothes stood up and said with great satisfaction.
"Li Langjun is still thoughtful and gave me a seat."
After the young master said this, another one spoke next.
"Yes, yes, give me one too. It's really uncomfortable to stand and listen."
Soon, in addition to some commoners, many literati and scholars expressed their willingness to come to the club to listen to books, and they also praised Li Mo.
Seeing this, Zhao Hai was stunned for a moment. After regaining consciousness, he was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "In that case, if you are willing to buy a seat, please come with me."
In fact, Zhao Hai was a little overthinking.
Most of the listeners listening to the book were commoners, but there were also many young men. In the eyes of these people, they felt a little uncomfortable standing with plain-headed commoners listening to the book, but now they are better... This move by the book club will not only
Not only did they distinguish themselves from the commoners, but they also elevated their identity and status in a disguised way.
In this case, I am willing to pay ten cents.
For ordinary people, they can also listen, but they have no place. This is no different from standing outside.
Everyone is happy!
Wow!
"I also buy a seat!"
"Save one for me too!"
"Wait a minute, I want one too."
Just like that, within a moment, the remaining fifteen seats inside were sold out instantly. There were still many scribes who were upset because they didn't buy seats and could only stand on the side.
Finally, someone even came up with the idea of booking a spot for tomorrow in advance.
At exactly noon,
The book club was packed to the brim and even the outside of the house was crowded with people.
As long as the sound of the lecture inside is loud enough, you can still hear it from outside.
With a wake-up call, Li Mo's voice sounded leisurely,
"Last time, it was said that the Monkey King Sun Wukong asked for treasure from the Dragon King of the East China Sea, but the Dragon King used the sea-fixing needle as a pretext. Unexpectedly, the Dragon King of the East China Sea suddenly regretted it..."
........
Moran Bookstore is lively. At the east end of the West Market, at the entrance of Yunyi Bookstore, although it is also very lively, it is slightly deserted than usual.
The boss, Jiang Yunyi, was sitting in the inner hall, dialing the abacus. There were about a dozen clerks in front of him who were copying books.
Today, he has raised the price of the manuscript of "Liu Yi Zhuan" to 350 yuan, and when the market closes, he will earn another large sum of money.
"Master, master..."
At this moment, a waiter hurriedly ran into the inner hall and came to Jiang Yunyi.
"But today's copies have been sold out? There are just a hundred more copies finished, please take them!"
Jiang Yunyi said without raising his head.
"Master...no..."
The waiter looked worried and shook his head repeatedly.
"No? Then why are you in such a hurry?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Yunyi frowned and looked up at the clerk.
