Delicious Lady: Lord Wolf, please enter the urn

Chapter 157
Whether it is talking about business or negotiating, the essence is the same.

Once you follow the opponent's rhythm, you will not be far from falling into the pit.

Whoever masters the rhythm first is the winner.

Seeing that the other party was indeed aroused by her, a gleam of joy flashed in Man Yue's heart.However, she did not relax because of this. It is definitely not a mediocre person who can support such a large bookstore. If she is careless and gets carried away, it will only be herself who will be unlucky in the end.

She picked up the teacup calmly, and pulled her sleeves to cover herself slightly. This action can conceal her expression, and by the way, she can think about what to do next.

Slowly put down the teacup, pretending to be understated: "Sir, I know that there is also a person who came yesterday, and it is from Ningbo Liji Brocade..."

Song Yuxi was in a daze, unable to figure out what a cloth seller would do to find Yang Manyue.

"That old gentleman has a sharp eye. He is willing to give 500 taels of silver to print a slogan in the blank space of my small-character poster for a period of one month..."

"what?"

Song Yuxi was so shocked, his eyes flashed in disbelief.

"I wondered about it at the time, but then I thought about it, isn't it the same as the leaflets I sent out before the opening? He made a good plan, and now my small-character posters cost 2 yuan a day, and 500 taels seems like a lot." , but 2 people go to 100 people every day, enough for him to earn back 500 taels."

Man Yue said with a smile, "I'm ashamed to say it, I was also blinded by so much money, but now that I think about it, it's not a good deal. So I plan to do such a thing in the future, to widely accept the slogans of Si Fang Ke, um, let's For the time being, let’s call this kind of behavior an advertisement, let’s spread it widely, what does Mr. Yuxi think?”

Song Yuxi felt his head was sweating, what a shrewd little lady!
Naturally, she said these words not to drive up the price, but to firmly hold the initiative in her own hands, and told him by the way that it didn't matter which gentleman did not publish the book, and that gentleman was short of money.

Song Yuxi's mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about the countermeasures.

It is a certainty that this book will become a hit. If you miss this kind of book, you don’t know when it will be next time. Moreover, dignitaries have entrusted their bookstore to print it.

The existing manuscripts can also be made into a book, and they can publish it by themselves without consulting Yang Manyue at all.But here lies the problem.

The other party has too much background, and the following articles are in the hands of Yang Manyue. As long as the original author cannot be found, they will be very passive.

Of course, you can make a lot of money by publishing it several times, but it will be troublesome in the follow-up.If the other party finds out, they can stop writing. Such things as eunuchs are not unique to later generations, and they can find an author for some reason and stop writing.

And this Yang Manyue is from Sizhitang, and has a murderous fiancé, who dares to provoke that evil spirit?
So after much deliberation, I still came here.

It's just that he didn't expect a 12-year-old girl to be so difficult. No wonder she dared to fight against the evil officials alone. The son of the food chief who disgusted her was about to be tortured to death in the Yamen. She wasn't from Sizhitang at that time. !
As expected of Yang Rener!
In the first confrontation, Song Yuxi was completely defeated, and immediately put away his underestimation of the enemy, and dealt with it carefully.

"So, the old man's request is indeed Meng Lang."

He cupped his hands calmly and said: "Please forgive me, my little friend. The old man will go back now..."

Old fox!
Man Yue cursed secretly in her heart, it turns out that Jiang is so old and hot, so hard to deal with!
She took another sip of tea, thought for a while, and said: "Actually, if the old man is sincere, I can make the decision on behalf of Mr. Ziyuan, and I won't take any money for the finishing touch."

"Ok?"

Song Yuxi, who had just stood up, immediately sat down and thought to himself, "What kind of trick is this?"

"Old man, what do you think of the future of this small-character poster?"

Song Yuxi thought for a while and said, "It has a bright future."

"This is a bit perfunctory."

Man Yue laughed, "The old man is looking down on me, a yellow-haired girl!"

Song Yuxi felt like a ghost again!

How did he feel that he was dealing with an old fox of about the same age?

The initiative he had just grasped was disintegrated in an instant. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would really feel that what happened now is a fantasy.

A 12-year-old girl is so impeccable in doing things, this is simply a monster!
"Where do you talk, little friend?"

He complained in his heart, but his face didn't show it, "The old man is telling the truth. Although Xiaoyou's small-character poster is a bit rough, it is because of this that it can be sold well! The cost is low, and the price is low. Naturally, there will be more people.”

"Ha ha."

Full Moon smiled and said: "Old man, if I only post one chapter of this mortal biography at a time, and then make the paper bigger, um, it's just this big, make two, add some time Articles, interesting talks, anecdotes, one copy sells for 2 articles, do you think anyone can buy it?"

Song Yuxi's eyes lit up instantly, "Of course someone will sell it, and it will be a big hit. This is similar to the imperial court's mansion newspaper, but if the content is close to the people's livelihood, naturally many people will read it!"

As soon as he said that, he felt bad, and when he saw the smiling face of the little girl opposite, he knew he had been fooled.

However, he is not 20 years old anymore, and it is useless to regret what he said, and it is useless to regret it. After a few breaths, he adjusted his mentality and began to think about it.

The more you think about it, the more astonished you become, Nima!Let him burst into foul language!
What a genius!
If this thing is brought out by taking advantage of the popularity of the mortal biography, coupled with the trend of the time, and even some court movements, wouldn't it be a big hit?That influence is great!
This person must be taken!It must be used by my Wang Xuemen. (Wang Yangming's Mind Science was called Wang Xue, and it had been in conflict with Neo Confucianism at that time)

Thinking about it this way, the way he looked at Yang Manyue changed!
It's like looking at a sweet pastry. People who can come up with such an idea are worth making friends no matter what their status is!
Not to mention that if this thing is as popular as the current small-character posters, it will be a huge profit to get some advertisements!

Man Yue was disgusted by this guy's sudden glowing eyes, she tilted her head slightly, and continued to pull up her sleeves to drink tea, but said: "Sir, since you feel good, would you like to achieve a great cause together? Speaking of which, mortal biography can also be written , according to Mr. Ziyuan's intention, the upfront retouching fee is not required, and the price of selling a copy is just..."

"Sister Ni!"

Song Yuxi cursed secretly in her heart, "What a slippery loach! The ghost is at home!"

This is the rhythm that requires the old man to contribute money and efforts, and finally to provide channels and connections? !

This threshold is so fine that there is no limit!

But Song Yuxi couldn't refuse the temptation offered by the other party.

Without him!

He is the backbone of Xinxue, and the reason why Xinxue has been unable to do Neo Confucianism is that there are too few places where they can speak out, except that there are few high-ranking officials who can speak out!

And once this thing like Dibao is successful, they will have another place to make their voices heard!
This thing must be taken down!

　The physical examination revealed that the author had fatty liver and gallbladder atrophy. In addition to taking a knife to remove the gallbladder, the author had to exercise desperately. He had been trained to death by the coach for the past few days. When he returned home, his legs were shaking, and he could barely write 2000 words ,thanks for your support!Although there are more training tasks this month, the author still wants to work hard and update as much as possible. I hope you will support me a lot!Continue to ask for the next monthly pass, hee hee!

　　
　
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