In this world where the smell of wine is not afraid of the deep alleys, Lan Chen's advanced 'marketing method' is simply an explosive news headline.
Even people who don't like listening to books still want to join in the fun. When I think of the aloof Sir, bending down to tell stories on the stage, the scene is like, tsk tsk.
"This is the original manuscript of Journey to the West, one hundred and twenty chapters, I copied them all."
"So fast?" Sun Miaomiao took the manuscript in surprise, "I thought it would take a few more days."
"I'm a little short of money recently. Hey." Lan Chen showed an awkward smile.
"That's right..." Sun Miaomiao nodded, "I'm going to have people prepare for typesetting and printing now. I should be able to produce a first edition later, about a hundred copies. After that, it's up to you."
Lan Chen nodded, "I understand. I'd better sign it as Xuzhou Lan Chen."
"Can."
In fact, Sun Miaomiao is also very simple.
If the story telling effect is very good this time, then print more books and sell more story books while the audience's emotions are high.
If the effect is slight...
Thinking of this, Sun Miaomiao sighed helplessly and said, "Lan Chen, if the response is not as expected, aren't you just drawing water from a bamboo basket?"
"Let me ask you this, Sun Miaomiao. Has Tingyuge ever been so lively?"
"Never."
"That's right. After doing your best, I will have the final say on this destiny. You should hurry in and take a seat."
Having said that, Lan Chen also walked into Tingyu Pavilion again.
There was only one person on the stage.
There are people in the audience.
Even upstairs and at the gate there were people standing.
Lan Chen's appearance also made everyone tease him non-stop.
Your noble lord has fallen to this end.
Funny, funny.
But Lan Chen ignored these taunts.
Instead, this performance started and officially kicked off the story of "Xuzhou Lanchen".
"Say there is a stone..."
"...By the fortieth chapter, you can predict what will happen next, and listen to the breakdown in the next chapter."
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More than two hours.
During this period, Lan Chen couldn't stop except for drinking water.
In addition to the chapter structure of Journey to the West itself, it is also because of the expectations of everyone in the audience.
They all stared intently, paying full attention, fearing that they would miss any details.
After Lan Chen drank the tea in the bowl, he slowly said, "Just in time, the first edition of Journey to the West has been printed and is in the library on the second floor. I will continue to explain the subsequent development tomorrow."
After saying that, Lan Chen quietly left the stage and went to Sun Miaomiao's side.
At this time, everyone reacted, as if they were in a dream.
But at least I haven't lost my education, and I was able to go to the bookstore in an orderly manner and buy the storybook of Journey to the West.
Will we be able to hear the next breakdown tomorrow?
Can't wait!
Everyone just wanted to know quickly whether the four masters and disciples could obtain the Western Scripture!
Be the first to buy the storybook of Journey to the West to know the follow-up!
"Have you finished reading?"
"Ah... not yet, I only saw the seventy-sixth chapter." Like a cat caught stealing food, Sun Miaomiao's cheeks turned red instantly.
She quickly put down the Journey to the West in her hand and lowered her head in shame.
"Although this Tingyu Pavilion belongs to you, have you ever bought a storybook?" Lan Chen did not forget to mock.
"I bought it. I bought ten copies at once, kept one for myself, and gave the rest to book friends."
"Hahaha. How about it? Have you ever seen this scene before? I think a hundred copies of the first edition will be gone in a short time."
"That's inevitable. When you were halfway through talking, I had already asked someone to print it. The second printing will be delivered in half an hour."
She raised her handsome eyebrows and her eyes flashed with a hint of pride.
When Lan Chen saw this, he followed suit and said, "I thought you were addicted to the world of storytelling, but I didn't expect you still remembered the real thing."
"Although I love books, I am not the kind of person who makes mistakes. This cooperation with Tingyuge must be smooth, right?"
Sun Miaomiao obviously had something to say.
With Journey to the West, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Journey to the West is creating a sales myth for storybooks, and it may not be possible to sell thousands of copies on the first day.
But a story book that requires hundreds of rounds can be read in one day.
What happens after that?
And according to what Lan Chen said, he has a lot of novel storybooks in his stomach.
Sun Miaomiao immediately decided to take the initiative and hoped to continue to cooperate.
Lan Chen smiled and nodded without saying anything, but just stared at Sun Miaomiao.
She was a little scared and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you staring at me like that?"
"Let's see what Miss Sun has to say. Okay, I won't hide it anymore. I will prepare a few more story books these days, which are as wonderful as Journey to the West. But...
...." Lan Chen raised his eyebrows evilly.
"I know this, then it will be hard work." Sun Miaomiao frowned, and there was a flash of worry in his eyes. "It seems that the second edition is not enough. I will go to the printing workshop to urge the third edition. It will not be enough."
I'll accompany you."
"Well, I'm resigning too."
After leaving Tingyu Pavilion and returning to the house, Lan Chen was filled with joy of victory, but Lan Chen did not relax. He still returned to the house, stayed up late at night, and wrote hard.
In the next two days, he abruptly wrote out the remaining three masterpieces, and two more 'books'.
After the last story telling, Lan Chen also moved a whole stack of books to Accord.
Sun Miaomiao has been waiting for a long time.
"I'm still not finished. I'm still facing difficulties. Fortunately, I finally got the true scripture." After saying this, she picked up the teacup and drank it slowly.
"If there is a will, things will come true. Let's encourage each other."
"Let's have a cup of tea first. Seeing that you have brought so many volumes, you have been working really hard these days. You have to read and write books. There are five volumes in total here?"
"Yes, I don't need to introduce you to many of them, you will know just by looking at them."
"Okay, then in the past three days, a total of 800 storybooks have been sold. Each book sells for ten cents, and you get 50 cents profit. This is the forty taels you get."
Lan Chen immediately took the forty taels happily.
It was the right choice not to sell it directly to Tingyu Pavilion for one hundred taels. No, I made nearly half of it in three days.
At the same time, he also understood that the limelight had passed and there would never be such richness in the future, but it was still better than a steady flow.
"I laughed at you for being arrogant at first, but I didn't expect that I was sitting on the well looking at the sky. I think it won't take many days for you to earn back the hundred taels. What are you going to do with the next five books? Continue to share the profits?
"
"Yes. But yesterday a library came to see me, and I'm still waiting to see. At least a 50-50 profit is inevitable."
Lan Chen did not directly answer whether he would continue to cooperate with Tingyuge, and also lied.
Just three days was not enough for other libraries to respond.
But seeing as Journey to the West is so popular, other libraries will come looking for it sooner or later.
This is just a temporary measure for bargaining.
"That's it..." Sun Miaomiao nodded, and didn't say much. Instead, he continued to ask, "What about the residence newspaper?"
"I've proven myself, so I don't need to continue telling stories, right? What's more, I'm not a professional storyteller." Lan Chen frowned. Did Sun Miaomiao not hear what he said just now?
"Ha, that's right." Sun Miaomiao nodded, and then said sincerely, "The shopkeeper has done the calculation for me. This Journey to the West will sell at least 10,000 copies within a year, and I should be able to make a profit of 500 taels by then.
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"This is actually my opinion as a book lover. I also did some research... The Lan Mansion is short of money recently, right? Let's do this. You can sell these five books for one thousand taels.
Give it to Tingyuge, thirty-seven cents moist, and sign your name. How about it?"