Li Yu scratched the back of his head and asked doubtfully: "Write? What to write?"
Tang Ji stared at the empty counter in the distance. Although there were still many novels in his mind, most of them were not current products. In order to allow readers to read more stories close to this world, or to ensure the long-term development of the bookstore
, so the word "write" is extended.
Accept submissions from writers and select outstanding works for publication.
However, the manuscript collection activities would not start for a while, so he did not plan to say more, shrugged and replied: "We will know later."
"Tch, you're being mysterious!" Li Yu snorted and planned to go back to Jiang Ran to inquire. After all, this guy would never hide anything from her. He turned his eyes to the people queuing up to pay, and then thought of a question he had been thinking about for a long time: "Tang Ji
, our cost of printing a book ranges from 1,500 liters to 3,000 liters. If you rent it like this, you have to rent it to hundreds of people to get the copy back. By the time a book has been turned over by hundreds of people, it will have already become tattered.
It’s unbearable, if you think about it this way, the bookshop business doesn’t seem to be very profitable!”
Tang Ji raised his lips slightly and asked: "Because those books are used to earn reputation. What we really use to make money are novels and stories. This is why "Journey to the West" is sold directly instead of rented."
Moreover, the novel is just the beginning. There will be various derivative products in the future and the "book advertising space" that will be set up in the future is the real source of income.
Of course, these are all things for later!
Hearing this, Li Yu turned his eyes to the two most conspicuous cabinets beside the counter, where the first volume of "Journey to the West" was placed, and murmured: "A book sells for five taels of silver, are you sure someone will buy it?
"
"Poor scholars will definitely not, but those rich young men may not." Tang Ji stretched his waist. Many people are willing to spend money to read the Internet articles of later generations, let alone magical books like the Four Great Classics!
Seeing that there were not many people in front of the direct sales cabinet, Li Yu disagreed and asked again: "Then what did you mean by the collection and refined version last time?"
Tang Ji looked around, then dragged him outside the door and explained softly.
After listening, Li Yu was shocked and said: "Are you crazy? A book sells for twenty taels, uh uh uh..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang Ji covered his mouth. The latter glared at him angrily and continued: "Don't yell, there won't be many custom-made collector's editions. The audience is only those rich people who have a collecting habit."
.”
Li Yu pulled his hand away and continued: "You'd better sell the ordinary version for five taels of silver first!"
"What? Are you so unsure of "Journey to the West"?" Tang Ji asked doubtfully.
Li Yu did not answer, but his eyes seemed to say, "I have confidence in the book, but not in you."
Tang Ji ignored his gaze and was about to turn around and walk back to the building, but then he remembered something and showed a sinister smile: "How about we make a bet?"
Li Yu suddenly felt a chill in his back, swallowed his saliva, and hesitated: "Bet...what are you betting on?"
"If "Journey to the West" sells well, how about you find me a nice mansion in Beicheng?" Tang Ji asked, leaning against the wooden door.
Hearing this, Li Yu lightly brushed his broken hair, leaned against the wooden door on the other side, and said: "Looking for a mansion? Aren't you going to redeem your life for Sister Jiang?"
Tang Ji raised his eyes to look at the red sun on the horizon and replied: "Of course that is the plan after redeeming her."
"That's right. After the redemption, we can almost get married. It's time to choose a good mansion. Okay, this matter will be taken care of by me." Li Yu patted his chest and assured.
Tang Ji was too lazy to talk to him anymore. The relationship between him and Jiang Ran was not yet close. He stopped thinking about it and turned around and walked towards the building. After taking a few steps, he heard a voice coming from behind him.
"Hey, you haven't told me what you should give me if you lose?"
Tang Ji smiled lightly, turned his head and replied: "I can't lose!"
...
In the evening, Beicheng Governor's Mansion.
"Sir, it's not good, our Yan'er is crazy!" A woman in gorgeous clothes walked anxiously into the restaurant.
The restaurant is connected to the back hall and seems a bit empty. There is nothing else except a large round table in the center and chairs around it. A square-headed, well-built middle-aged man with big ears is sitting on the main seat eating.
He glanced at his wife, sneered slightly, and replied: "What happened to that traitor?"
But as soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Xia dragged Zeng Jin and ran outside the house.
"Madam, madam, slow down!" Zeng Jin almost choked to death on the soup he just drank, so he comforted her and followed quickly.
The two walked through the corridor in the backyard, walked from the jade-colored stone road to a room on the right side, looked into the room through the window, and saw a young man with a fat belly and a round waist leaning on the seat, and then the room
By the candlelight in the room, I concentrated on reading the book in my hand.
Seeing this scene, Zeng Jin's eyes widened in shock. If it were anyone else, he might not have such a big reaction, but seeing the behavior of his son who had never been willing to study, he felt a little unbelievable and rubbed his eyes.
, after making sure that he was not dazzled, he couldn't help laughing: "How can he be stunned? He is clearly enlightened!"
Of course Zeng Xia was pleased that her son could start studying hard, but she was still a little worried and whispered: "Then we have to eat!"
"Yes, Madam is right." Zeng Jin replied, then opened the door and walked in, reminding Zeng Jin: "Asshole...ahem, I'm used to this scolding, um, Yan'er, it's time to eat!
"
Hearing Zeng Jin's voice, Zeng Yan subconsciously put the books in his hands into the drawer next to the desk, quickly stood up, and replied with a naive smile: "I know, Dad."
But this action aroused Zeng Jin's suspicion. He quickly walked over and found the hidden book. After flipping through a few pages, he said angrily: "I thought you were enlightened, you idiot.
I didn’t expect that I was reading such a useless book. Why did I give birth to such a thing like you? The son of the governor of Huaizhou next door was in high school last year. What about you? Do you plan to stay idle forever?"
Zeng Yan lowered his head and did not answer. After all, listening to the old man's lectures had become a daily routine.
At this moment, Zeng Xia came in and persuaded: "Okay, okay, it's getting late, it's important to have dinner first!"
"You're used to it!" Zeng Jin glanced at her, then turned his gaze to Zeng Yan, snorted coldly, and continued: "If you really want to study, go to my study and pick out a book.
Don’t read this useless book!”
After saying that, he took the books and walked out of the house.
Zeng Yan still wanted to say something, but he didn't dare to disobey his father. He was reluctant to look at the three characters "Journey to the West" on the cover in the latter's hand.
"You, come out to eat quickly!" Zeng Xia sighed, left a word, and hurried out.
Zeng Yan shook his head and remembered what he had just seen about Zhu Bajie marrying a wife. He suddenly felt a little itchy and ordered the servant next to him: "Go to Ji Ran Bookstore tomorrow and buy me a copy!"