Mingshi

Chapter 169 Are you okay?
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"Yes!" The guy nodded bluntly and said, "Do you want to print some collections of poetry?"

Luo Xin was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help asking: "What? Are there many people printing poetry anthologies?"

The man smiled and said: "Of course there are many. The price we charge here is very cheap. There are many scholars who print poetry anthologies for sale here. Don't worry, our bookstore has branches all over the country, and we will definitely save your reputation in the shortest possible time." spread over time."

After hearing this, Luo Xin immediately understood.These are some scholars who paid for printing some poems they wrote in order to make themselves famous.At this time, the guy pointed to a row of bookshelves and said:

"Look, there are poetry collections published by scholars."

Luo Xin walked over, picked up a copy and flipped through it, Zhou Yu also picked up a copy, and laughed.

"Brother Xin, guess who published this collection of poems?"

"Who?" Luo Xin looked up curiously.

"Liu Xiuwen, hehe..." Zhou Yu said while looking through.

"Liu Xiuwen?" Luo Xin thought for a while and said, "Is that the talented Jinyang scholar Liu Xiuwen who proposed to change the rules when he was fighting for hydrology?"

"That's right, it's him. I didn't expect him to be so famous, hehe..."

At this time, the guy also followed and said seriously: "Mr. Liu's poetry collection is still selling well."

"is it?"

Zhou Yu curled his lips, as if he didn't like these poems, but he didn't say anything else, it's always bad to spread the word about enmity without reason.And at this moment, a maid came in and said:

"Excuse me, does Mr. Liu have a new collection of poems for sale?"

The guy gave Zhou Yu and Luo Xin a look, which meant, how about it?I'm not mistaken, Mr. Liu's poetry collection is sought after, and then he said to the maid:
"Sorry, Mr. Liu has no new collection of poems recently."

"That's it!" the maid left sullenly.

The guy said: "Mr. Liu's poetry collection is very popular among the women in the embroidery pavilion, and he often sends maids to buy it. Two young masters, let me introduce it to you. We are here to help young masters print and sell poetry collections, and we need to collect five taels first. For the silver deposit, we are responsible for printing and selling, and the silver proceeds will be divided into two to five fifty."

Seeing that Luo Xin and Zhou Yu didn't speak a word, and there was a look of dumbfounding on their faces, the guy hurriedly said again:

"Of course, the share price is not impossible to negotiate. If the young master's poetry collection sells well..."

Luo Xin waved his hand to stop the guy and said, "I'm not here to sell poetry collections, my purpose is different from that... Mr. Liu."

The guy looked stunned for a moment, Luo Xin continued: "You don't have the kind of books here that only publish books without paying, where your bookstore pays for printing and selling, and then both parties share?"

"Well... there is..." The clerk looked at Luo Dao suspiciously: "But they are all famous scholars in the world, and I haven't asked the young master's name yet!"

"You can call me Huang Shiweng." Luo Xin said lightly: "I wrote a novel, and I want to ask your bookstore to pay for printing and selling it. Is your shopkeeper here?"

"Please wait!"

Although that guy looked down on Luo Xin and Zhou Yu in his heart, he wondered what could such two young people write?But his good quality still allowed him to go to the back room.

After a while, a middle-aged man came out, wearing a Confucian shirt, with a refined demeanor, he looked like someone who had studied, maybe he had a reputation as a scholar, he cupped his hands at Luo Xin and Zhou Yu and said:

"The two young masters want to find Bi Shuju to publish a book?"

"Yes!" Luo Xin nodded.

The middle-aged man still had a gentle smile on his face and said, "Was it written by the two young masters, or by the teachers of the two young masters?"

This middle-aged man really didn't believe that two young people dared to let their bookstore pay to publish books. There were only two kinds of people who dared to speak like this.

One is people with power. When they meet such people, their bookstores will give books even if they lose money.

The other is learned people. When they meet such a master, they are naturally happy to spend money and effort. It is your honor that such a master can find you.

but……

No matter how you look at it, Luo Xin and Zhou Yu are not like this kind of people, so there are only people behind them.Or a person with authority, or a person with knowledge.

Luo Xin just shook his head and said, "It's either written by our teacher, or written by Xiaosheng."

While talking, he took out the "Shu Shan Biography" from his arms.The middle-aged man first heard Luo Xin say that this book was written by himself, and then saw the simple and vulgar book, his brows slightly frowned and said:

"Young master, although Bishuju also does this kind of business, it only accepts the works of those masters, hehe..."

Luo Xin understood, the implication was that Luo Xin wanted the bookstore to pay for publishing books, but he was not qualified.Zhou Yu, who was standing aside, blushed in embarrassment.Luo Xin was not annoyed either, there was nothing wrong with a businessman doing this.But looking at the appearance of the other party, even asking the other party to read this book first will not work, so he thought for a while and said:

"Treasurer, what do you think of this? I will send this book to you for consignment."

"Success!" The shopkeeper immediately nodded and said, "We also have a consignment business here, but we charge five cents a day for consignment sales. First, we will charge fifty cents as a deposit."

"Okay!" Luo Xin put the book in his hand on the counter, and then took out another fifty cents and said to the shopkeeper: "Please put this book in a conspicuous place, shopkeeper. I'll be back in five days. If no one buys it , I will take this book away, and I don’t want fifty cents.”

When the shopkeeper heard that Luo Xin paid ten days' rent, but only sold it for five days, he nodded repeatedly and said:

"Okay, son, don't worry, I will definitely put him in the most conspicuous place. By the way, how much are you going to sell this book for?"

Luo Xin stretched out a palm, and the shopkeeper asked, "Fifty Wen?"

Luo Xin shook his head.

"Five hundred Wen?"

"50 taels of silver!"

Luo Xin said, the shopkeeper's expression froze, 50 taels would be fifty guan copper coins, and that would be fifty thousand copper coins.This... is too exaggerated, right?
Seeing the shopkeeper's mouth open, Luo Xin said seriously: "Shopkeeper, you can sell it like this, if you can't sell it, I don't blame you."

"Too!"

The shopkeeper thought to himself, so he put "Shushan Biography" in the most conspicuous place on the novel bookshelf, and then picked up a pen and wrote "50 taels" on the price tag.

"Farewell!"

Luo Xin nodded in satisfaction, then left Zhuangyuan Bookstore with Zhou Yu, and walked on the street, Zhou Yu looked at Luo Xin from time to time, Luo Xin was a little terrified by him, and said:

"Brother Xin, are you alright?"

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