"Hey, wake up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ling Motang patted Pei Wenjing's face, Pei Wenjing opened his eyes in a daze, only to feel sore and weak.

"Boss, why does my neck hurt so much?" Pei Wenjing rubbed the back of his neck and asked Ling Motang.

Ling Motang coughed dryly: "......"

"Also, my butt hurts too, it's hot." Pei Wenjing was blunt.

Ling Motang continued to cough dryly: "...... yes, can you not hurt if you are dragged all the way on the buttocks?"

"Boss, what's wrong with your throat, why do you keep coughing?" Pei Wenjing was innocent, and Ling Motang's expression was weird: "Why don't you ask how it came out?" ”

"Ahh Pei Wenjing shouted: "Boss, how did we break the ghost wall, it was clearly not like this before." His hand continued to rub his neck: "I seem to remember, boss, you beat me, and then I was unconscious." ”

Ling Motang said righteously: "Nonsense, you are stunned." ”

Pei Wenjing: ...... You're stupid!

"Needless to say, there is a printing shop in front of you, you and I go in and get some things." Ling Motang bluntly changed the topic, Pei Wenjing got up from the ground and patted the dust on his body, and approached Ling Motang mysteriously: "Boss, I know that you must have broken the ghost wall, but you don't want me to see how you broke it, that's why you knocked me out, don't worry, I won't say it, I know, this kind of secret technique can't be passed on." ”

Ling Motang looked at the sky speechlessly: Talent, the content of this brain supplement is really fresh and unconventional.

Pei Wenjing saw that Ling Motang's expression was slightly embarrassed, thinking that he had guessed correctly, and said proudly: "Boss, am I understanding?" ”

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"Low-key, low-key." Ling Motang's index finger pressed on his lips, trying to lower his voice to create a sense of mystery, I should cooperate with your performance to try my best to perform.

Pei Wenjing seemed to have received a satisfactory answer, and his hands were full of excitement: "I just said that the boss is definitely not a thing in the pool, and I guessed it, don't worry, I know that you are low-key, and I will definitely keep it secret." As he spoke, he also made a silent motion.

Ling Motang shook his head: I only serve Pei Wenjing.

Out of the printing workshop, Pei Wenjing and Ling Motang each hugged a large number of books, Pei Wenjing was a little curious: "Why are you taking so many books?" ”

"You don't know "Shennong Collection"?" Ling Motang glanced at Pei Wenjing strangely, according to what Sun Yueting said before, this book should be very famous, especially between the family and the Xiuzhen sect, the status of this book is no less than the secret book that is not passed down in the sect, why Pei Wenjing is puzzled, as if he doesn't know this book.

Pei Wenjing Zhenzhen said: "I don't like to read, I came to participate in the Liuyun Sect test to get rid of the dilemma that the elders in the family let me read books all day long." ”

Ling Motang suddenly realized, and sighed with emotion: "Sharp mouth, bow down and praise good." ”

"What do you mean?" Pei Wenjing held the book and walked staggeringly, and the book raised high covered his face.

"It makes sense, I'm speechless." Ling Motang chatted with Pei Wenjing without a match, learned literature, history and politics well, and spoke with a high style.

Pei Wenjing let out a light "oh", his face seemed to understand, and he followed Ling Motang and turned around and entered a bookstore.

Ling Motang put a stack of books directly on the wooden shelves of the bookstore, and shouted into the inner room: "Boss, the books have been delivered to you, you receive them." Ling Motang beckoned Pei Wenjing to put the book in his hand on the wooden shelf on the other side.

"Here we are." The boss came out of it, and when he saw that it was Ling Motang, his eyebrows and eyes smiled: "You came on time, I have prepared the silver ticket for you, 10,000 taels for you." ”

Ling Motang took the boss's silver ticket and stuffed it directly into his pocket: "Boss Dong, I can naturally trust it, the books are here, remember the sales strategy I told you, and you won't lose money." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Boss Dong replied repeatedly: "You think about me if there is such a good thing in the future." Boss Dong even smiled at the eyes, and he admired Ling Motang when he thought that Ling Motang could sell a copy of "Shennongji" for a high price of two hundred taels in the afternoon.

Subsequently, Ling Motang's tongue and lotus successfully brainwashed Boss Dong with the attitude of a pyramid scheme leader, and Boss Dong ordered more than 100 copies from Ling Motang at the price of one hundred taels in one go.

Ling Motang nodded again and again: "It must be." After Boss Dong's warm farewell, he left the bookstore.

"Boss, don't you feel sorry to lose 10,000 taels of these 100 books?" Out of the bookstore, Pei Wenjing asked.

"Of course......" Ling Motang paused slightly: "Don't be disappointed." "Rightfully so.

Ling Motang really didn't cheat the owner of the bookstore, this "Shennong Collection" does have a market, but it is not necessarily that this book can be sold for two hundred taels of silver, it is estimated that after more than 20 copies are sold, there will be imitation editions in other bookstores, so the price of genuine books will naturally drop.

However, the genuine version is clear, the imitation version is vague, and people who really love books will definitely buy the genuine version, but I am afraid that two hundred taels will not be able to sell it, but it is more than enough to sell one hundred and eighty taels.

Pei Wenjing watched Ling Motang stuff a stack of silver tickets into his pocket, with a look of envy: "Boss, you can make money with your mouth, so how can other merchants live." ”

"Don't worry, I don't usually come out to fish." Ling Motang is serious.

"Isn't it, as soon as it comes out, it will make a big deal." Pei Wenjing began to scold Ling Motang again, but at this moment, Ling Motang was in a good mood and ignored Pei Wenjing's words.

Pei Wenjing's admiration for Ling Motang was like a surging river, so much so that as soon as he arrived at the inn, he took Sun Yueting's hand and said, "Brother Sun, I finally know why you are so favored by Ling Motang, our boss is simply a talent." ”

Sun Yueting was stunned for a moment, and then emphasized in a distant tone: "Absolutely unfathomable. ”

And Ling Motang, who had already gone upstairs to count the silver tickets, naturally didn't know the content of the conversation between the two, she counted the silver tickets back and forth one by one, a total of ten silver tickets, she was stunned for half an hour, and did not forget to praise herself: "Chinese sons and daughters have many strange ambitions, and they don't love red makeup and intelligence." ”

"Ling Motang......" Xiao Ming had something to discuss with Ling Motang, and broke into Ling Motang's room directly without knocking on the door, Ling Motang was stunned for a moment, and then quickly stuffed the silver ticket into his pocket, pretending to be calm: "What's the matter?" ”

"Don't hide, I've seen it all." Xiao Mingruo watched Ling Motang's action of counting and hiding the money without falling in his eyes.

Ling Motang laughed dryly: "Drink tea and drink tea." Dragged up an empty porcelain cup to pour tea for Xiao Mingruo, Xiao Mingruo smiled: "I went out and made a fortune again?" ”

"I fight for my ideals." Ling Motang's eyes burned, and Xiao Mingruo sneered: "Your ideal? How I didn't know you had ideals. ”

Ling Motang was righteous and awe-inspiring: "If people don't have ideals, there is no difference between salted fish, my ideal is naturally to earn silver, the more you earn, the better, and make money to death." ”

Xiao Mingruo: ...... There was a moment of silence: "I wish you a dream come true." ”

"Thank you." Ling Motang restrained his smile and returned to the topic: "What's so in such a hurry that you can't even knock on the door?" ”