Quick Travel: Start by pretending to be an envoy to help the First Emperor’s infrastructure

The imperial court seemed to know that the Divine Envoy was in the spotlight, and it was just such a coincidence that they released the news that the bookstore was to be opened.

There are no so-called bookstores in this era. After all, they don't even have paper. They haven't officially started selling it yet, and they have already disturbed the hearts of a group of people.

On the most prosperous land in Xianyang, a new building is under construction. Obviously nothing can be seen inside, but a tall plaque has been hung outside. The red letters made them feel itchy, wondering why they had never thought of hanging such a plaque before. As for the brand, it looks so impressive.

The six words "Da Qin First Bookstore" above are too straightforward and simple, but the more mysterious they are, the more people are distracted. There are countless people walking outside every day. They wish they could help themselves, listening to the clanging inside. There was a clanking sound, and all I had to do was open the window.

Many people even want to know how this so-called bookstore sells books and how much it charges.

After much anticipation, we finally waited until the day when the red cloth was lifted. The bookstore was quite aloof. Outside there was a notice written in a template that the new version of Qin Lu would be on sale in three days, as well as some orphan copies collected by the palace. I directly handed over some books. Chong's greed came out and he couldn't get the price, so he was still at home preparing Qin Banliang at night.

At such a lively moment, You'an went out against the cold wind, and was wrapped up so that it was very inconvenient to move. He didn't have the demeanor of a god at all to join in the fun.

The two-story bookstore actually covers an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters. Youan felt spacious when looking at it. It can only be said that it is not something that ordinary people can afford.

For the opening of the bookstore, preparations have been made for several months. The majority of the printing is naturally Qinlu, and there are also some works from various books. Li Si is very perfect about the book he wants to publish. It has not been officially published yet. He has also In modification.

A group of people gathered outside, and You'an moved to the middle. Yi and Ji Bu were surrounding her, barely protecting her from letting anyone get close. It was also difficult for them.

When the door finally opened, the boss outside was timid. Youan relied on someone to open the way and walked straight in. The shopkeeper inside saw Youan was about to say something and was stopped by her.

You'an looked at the wooden shelves inside. There was still the smell of books and ink that had not completely dissipated in the whole room, so the supplies were sufficient.

"Shopkeeper, I have a child who is studying at home. Do you have anything to recommend?"

As soon as You'an spoke, the confused leaders seemed to have found a backbone and began to look at their boss.

The shopkeeper was suddenly looked at like this, and even though he had been trained, he still couldn't help but tremble, "If this customer wants to buy enlightenment books for the children at home who are going to school, I recommend this set of teaching materials compiled by the Imperial Doctor's Palace Joint School Office , specially designed for Qimeng children, very suitable for beginners.”

If you were chosen as the shopkeeper, you would definitely be able to control the situation. Seeing that the angels came to serve as "entrustees" in person, you naturally answered the questions yourself. You also took out an enlightenment textbook from the shelf at the back and held it up to read and display it very artificially. , trying to ensure that the Guizhou leaders who stretched their necks behind could see it.

You'an almost laughed out loud. It was like there was a barrier around her. They were all customers. The clerk standing next to her didn't know whether to greet the customers or not.

"I think the guest is a book lover. There is also a newly released Qin Code here. Such a thick book can be taken home for only [-] yuan. The whole family can read it. Not only can they read, but they can also read it. Be able to know the laws of the imperial court, so that you don’t even know the law.”

You'an is convinced by all the nonsense, so how can you tell that she loves to read?

However, a thick book of Qin Rules did directly attract the attention of many people. When she suddenly heard the price, she felt the heavy breathing of a group of people behind her without turning around. Her scalp was numb, and her mind was opened to think of zombies. . You'an became a qualified guest who arranged the decorations quietly. The shopkeeper immediately showed them to you first. You'an noticed that the people behind him were impatient and said immediately: "Okay, give me a copy of these. How much do they cost?"

"Okay, Chenghui customers are 538 yuan. You are the first customer of the bookstore. You have a special discount. In the end, you only need 484 yuan."

Yi next to him immediately paid, and Ji Bu couldn't be expected to pay. He took the initiative and stepped forward with a stack of books.

The people next to him seemed to be waking up from a dream and pushed forward fiercely. When Youan was walking out while being guarded in the middle, he could still hear the hoarse voice of the shopkeeper inside trying his best to maintain order.

She hid her merit and fame and silently left with the freshly baked books. People began to line up outside the bookstore.

In the bookstore, many people looked at the books on the wooden shelves greedily, thinking that every book was good and wanted them all. Some were short of money, but there were also those who were not short of money. "This, this, and that , wrap it all up.”

The shopkeeper smiled and refused, "Sorry, book purchase is limited to three copies of each book."

The person who bought the book still wanted to argue, but his body was already being squeezed away by the people behind him, and he didn't have the intention to talk anymore. He just threw the money over and said, "Okay, I'll take three of each of those books just now."

When he saw someone packing it for him, he felt relieved and muttered, "I can't even make money."

The shopkeeper pretended that he was deaf. From opening the store to having no choice but to close the store, when he finally stopped to rest, everyone collapsed and their voices became hoarse. The bookstore that was full in the morning actually started to feel empty within a few hours. , especially Qin Lu, even though he was prepared, he was still out of stock.

The shopkeeper was happy and worried at the same time. Wouldn't this bookstore close after just one day of operation?

His concerns are not unfounded. Many of them have not been informed or are not active. More or less people around him have bought them, especially Qin Lu. Almost everyone has a copy, and everyone cherishes it.

Some of them even took it out to show off. Seeing the black and white words on the paper brought such a little impact that they wished they were theirs.

Others wanted to take the initiative to remain silent, but were immediately shot down by the owner who bought it, "Don't touch it, have you washed your hands? If I go back and my uncle checks and finds it dirty, I will have to be hung up and whipped."

The others who were beaten were not angry, but understood very well, and asked, "Does a book like this really only cost twenty dollars?"

"Of course, there are many other books in the bookstore with different prices, but Qin Lu is the cheapest. It is said that His Majesty was considerate of us and specially lowered the price of Qin Lu."

The person who replied brought back the shopkeeper's rhetoric and immediately received the gratitude of everyone. Of course, he was directed at His Majesty the First Emperor.

As a result of the spread of the news, all the remaining books, not to mention Qin Lu, were sold out the next day. Daqin First Bookstore, which had been open for a day and a half, officially began to have a holiday. Those who had not bought it were beating their chests and holding on. The shopkeeper refused to let go, and he was able to escape the "devil's claws" because he repeatedly promised to open the door when the printing came out.