"Zhao Jian! Grab a copy! What are you doing? ”

Zhao Kun was very busy here, and when he looked back, Zhao Jian was squatting on the ground, holding a book and reading it with relish, and he called him several times without response. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Zhao slut!" Zhao Kun leaned into Zhao Jian's ear and roared, "Your face is about to rub up!" Why is it so difficult for you to take this book, and then you will be distracted and deducted 10%! ”

"Huh? Book? What book? Zhao Jian stuck out his head and said, "Oh, it's gone, there's only this one left!" ”

"Bring a copy ...... too"

Zhao Kun muttered and snatched it and handed it to the reader in front of him, Zhao Jian was a little reluctant.

"Two, there's only this one left, which of you wants?"

"Of course it's mine, first come, first come."

Fat Xiucai went to grab it, but was stopped by Thin Xiucai.

"Who said you came first? I've been queuing for a while, and I'm going to have this book! ”

"Fart, why haven't I seen you for a long time?" Fat Xiucai said angrily.

Slender Xiucai stiffened his neck and said, "I just watched too many people, so I went to eat a bowl of beef noodles first!"

"That's right, you went to eat noodles, who is to blame?"

The two stood at the front arguing, and the people behind knew that there was no drama, and they were happy to watch the excitement.

"Two, Master Xiucai." Zhao Kun hurriedly persuaded him, "Although there is only one book, you can read it together, the two of you got acquainted because of the book, and it is a good story that is famous." ”

Fat Xiucai and thin Xiucai are both old and red-faced, and they have forgotten their modest qualities.

"It's my fault, I'll give this book to my brother." Fat Xiucai said.

Slender Xiucai pushed and said: "I study for reason, this will not be as good as a schoolboy to know reason, so let's take it."

The two of them pushed and shoved for a while, and finally decided to read half of the books together, talk and laugh and go to the restaurant to drink tea while tasting books and chatting.

The rest of the people didn't buy the book, and they were somewhat dissatisfied.

"Elementary school children, is there anything superfluous? I can write sixty articles! ”

"I'm sorry, this book was snatched out of the printing workshop by our brothers, I dare to say that there are few bookstores that sell it, and it is sold in limited quantities, I am really sorry!"

Zhao Kun explained with a smile, and also whetted the appetite of readers, he didn't understand strange goods, but it was the same as selling vegetables.

"Ahh

"Yes, Mei Maocai's book, even if you don't read it, you can keep it at home and treasure it, save face! And books are sometimes like antique gadgets, in case Mei Mao becomes famous one day, we will make a lot of money. ”

"Elementary school boy, let me ask you, do you know any bookstore that sells it?"

Zhao Kun's eyes slipped, and his heart was waiting for you to ask this, he raised his voice a lot before he began to shout.

"If it weren't for the sincerity of all the talented masters, I would never have been able to say it! Don't tell anyone, and don't say what I said. Zhao Kun said mysteriously, "I inquired and heard that only Mingde Study got Mei Maocai's permission to sell this book, Mingde Study!" Remember, I didn't say that! ”

Everyone nodded when they heard this, and it was hard to find a book for themselves, and they told others, isn't it stupid?

In an instant, they dispersed, and the direction they walked invariably chose Mingde Study. Although they don't want to reveal it to others, they always have close relatives and friends, how can they keep good things secret? So you pass me and I pass you, gathering dozens of scholars, with serious faces, but they hurried to Mingde's study at their feet.

"What is this for? There are hooligans fighting? ”

The people who don't know what is going on are strange.

"What hooligans, these are all scholars, you see, there are more than a dozen talented masters, I guess it's a literary meeting again......"

Scholars are not physically strong, but seeing that others are walking faster than themselves, they can't fall behind, and they unconsciously speed up their pace, as if they are running, sweating one by one, and gasping for breath.

"Kunzi, you...... You're really a good businessman. ”

Zhao Jian looked at the reader who was taken aback by Zhao Kun, and sighed that the reader was still too upright and pure.

Zhao Kun said proudly: "That is, I have been selling eggs with my grandfather since I was a child...... Anyway, you kid will do my best, next time you come! ”

"I'll forget it." Zhao Jian shrunk his neck and said, "I saw that they were all flocking to each other, so I took a look, and I was fascinated when I saw it, there were goblins written in it!" ”

"Demon?"

"yes, I thought it was wonderful just after reading a few pages, Kunzi, let's go get two copies too, shall we?"

"Don't worry, there are 5,000 copies in the printing workshop, and there will always be a few left."

Zhao Kun made a small calculation in his heart, and the rest is estimated to be damaged, and they will generally be thrown away, and the people in the printing workshop should agree to give it to them for the sake of their efforts.

It's a pity that his plan failed, and after cleaning up, Zhao Kun had a bag full of copper coins in his hand, which was quite heavy for a child, and he still had to be carried by a relatively strong Zhao Jian.

"A total of 50 copies were sold, 2,500 texts, let's count them after we go back to the printing shop."

Just as he was about to leave, a man hurriedly ran over, sweating profusely, probably walking too fast, and his face was red.

Look at his dress, probably a little guy in a house, a small felt hat, and a coarse cloth coat.

"Please stay!" The little guy stopped them and shouted.

"What's the matter?"

Zhao Kun looked at him, he shouldn't be the kind of person who can read novels.

"You still have that...... No books? The little guy couldn't call out his name, so he jumped up and said, "It's that female soul ......?"

"Oh, "A Chinese Ghost Story", we are selling, but it has been sold out and out of stock."

"What? Gone so soon? What can I do about this, my young master confessed to buy it. ”

The little guy slapped his thigh, like being struck by lightning.

His son-in-law was eating flowers and wine, and he happened to meet his classmate and opponent, who was holding a book in his hand, talking with a few talented girls, and he was out of the limelight, and he usually forgot to talk to him.

How can the sons and daughters of the stars and moons stand it, and when they inquired, they took the books they had just bought, and the shameless one actually read them to the girls in person, and those girls were so frightened that they lost their faces and drilled into his arms.

Brother Gongzi's face turned blue, and he immediately ordered the servants to buy it.

"If I can't buy it, my son-in-law will definitely break my leg!" The little guy cried and said, "Little brother, you still get it, I'll be consistent, no, a tael of silver!" ”

Zhao Kun opened his eyes, this is the unjust head sending money!

"Originally, it was no longer sold, but if you can't buy it, I'll suffer, so I can only beg the shopkeeper to see if I can get a copy out."

The little guy thanked him and said, "Thank you, little brother!" Thank you very much! ”

Can you be unhappy, avoid a beating, the son threw her two taels of silver, and he could still swallow one tael privately.

Both of them were satisfied.