Chapter 64: Refusal
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This is Cui Xiancheng's tenth bookstore, at the end of the day, only the shopkeeper of Mingde Study, agreed to buy from Chengfang Printing Workshop, and the other old patron bookstores either closed their doors or found excuses to refuse.
Cui Xiancheng shook his spirits before entering the door, sweeping away his tiredness and discouragement.
"Shopkeeper Guo!"
Shopkeeper Guo raised his head from the counter and greeted him with a smile.
"Yo, it's the shopkeeper Cui, don't come unharmed!"
"It's not like that, shopkeeper Guo is okay lately?"
Cui Xiancheng looked around, there were more than a dozen readers in the study room who were selecting books, which was a prosperous business, and almost all of the products displayed on the shelves were the finished products of the Majia Printing Workshop.
Shopkeeper Guo said with a smile: "Barely living, unlike Shopkeeper Cui, I heard that you are going to Huatong Mansion, yes, Lin'an County is a place with a big needle's eye, like me to do a small business, Shopkeeper Cui is doing big business."
This is not ridicule or flattery, businessmen only pick up decent words.
Cui Xiancheng also replied: "Shopkeeper Guo, don't laugh, you are still a small business, so aren't other bookstores begging?"
Shopkeeper Guo only smiled and closed the account book.
"Shopkeeper Cui came to the door in person, for the sake of ......"
"Oh, our old buddies haven't been together for a while, I just want to invite you to Yingsong Tower for dinner, I don't know if Shopkeeper Guo appreciates his face?"
The shopkeeper Guo didn't break it, and said: "You don't have to eat, you still have to spend money, you and I are old acquaintances, just have a drink at home, and how extravagant is the banquet?"
Cui Xiancheng was a little apprehensive, eating people with a soft mouth and short hands, this set of Guo shopkeepers was more refined than what he used, it seemed that it didn't work, he refused directly, I was afraid that it was not negotiable.
can be honest in business, and Cui Xiancheng will not give up until the end.
"Don't hide it, shopkeeper Guo, I have printed a new batch of books in Chengfang Printing Workshop, are we picking up our old business?"
"Yo, Chengfang Printing Workshop is open again? Congratulations! What good book did Shopkeeper Cui print? Which one is famous? ”
Since Cui Xiancheng came into the door, Shopkeeper Guo guessed a rough idea, and if he didn't go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, it would be up to him to see how to send him.
"It's a novel, and it's written by Mei Xueyan, a new Maocai who has been spreading so much recently." Cui Xiancheng said concisely, "Our Lin'an County, as long as you know how to read, no one knows Mei Maocai, I took a lot of effort to get the right to print these books, and they will definitely sell well!" ”
"Novels?" Shopkeeper Guo asked with some surprise, "Mei Mao didn't write poetry, but wrote a novel?" That shopkeeper Cui has put a lot of thought into it. ”
Guo's shopkeeper is an insider, and naturally knows that novels are the most difficult to sell, the printing cost is high, and the price is also high, so it can only be used as a leisure reading material, not a classic poem to be recited, and after reading it, he will throw it away, who is willing to spend this spare money?
If you really like folk tales, go to the teahouse to listen to the book, and the storyteller will tell the story of the painting and color, and it will not cost a few copper plates, and there is a pot of tea to drink.
This Cui Xiancheng seems to be desperate to make this decision, and he still wants to give it a go, but unfortunately he is destined to lose all his money!
"And how much are you going to sell a copy?" Shopkeeper Guo asked curiously.
"The price is one for ordinary books, twenty wen a piece, as for the price, Guo's shopkeeper can sell thirty or forty-one books, what do you think?"
This is the price prepared by Cui Xiancheng and Mei Xueyan, and for the sake of safety, the price was not raised too much.
The shopkeeper Guo dialed the abacus, the price is not high or low, and the novels sold in the past were even sold for sixty or seventy yuan, because the cost was too high.
Is this Cui Xiancheng in a hurry to make him dizzy? Dare to sell so low? Even if Chengfang Printing Workshop doesn't lose money, I'm afraid it won't make a lot of money, right?
"The price is fair, and I believe that Shopkeeper Cui will not cheat."
The shopkeeper Guo didn't think about taking advantage of the fire to rob and make him Cui Xiancheng, but he didn't agree immediately, Mei Xueyan is famous because of her poetry, what kind of novel does she write at a lower price, I'm afraid it's not as good as a storyteller.
Can't sell! Shopkeeper Guo can conclude.
Cui Xiancheng spared no effort to sell: "I brought a sample today, and Shopkeeper Guo can take a look."
Shopkeeper Guo next, said: "I'll take it first, but Shopkeeper Cui also knows that ten percent of our bookstores in Lin'an County are now purchased from the Ma family, which is cheaper than others, of course, we are not greedy for the small bargain of these two pennies, but the printing workshop of the Ma family in Lin'an County, and we have no other choice."
"I know that Shopkeeper Guo is afraid of offending the Ma family."
This reason is what the first eight bookstores all say.
"Alas......" Shopkeeper Guo said with a sad face, "Everyone has their own difficulties, be considerate of each other, of course, if there are other things that can help, Guo will not let go." I'll leave the stuff first, but I'll have to wait and see. ”
Speaking of which, Cui Xiancheng knew that there was no play, businessmen were all profit-seeking, and there were a few people like the shopkeeper of Mingde's study.
"Okay, then I won't force the shopkeeper Guo to leave."
"I'll send you."
As soon as he went out, Cui Xiancheng turned around and said goodbye.
"Shopkeeper Guo, please stay." Cui Xiancheng paused and said, "There is a sentence I will say in front, the price offered today is based on the relationship between you and me, if one day Shopkeeper Guo thinks about entering this batch of books, I am afraid it will not be this price." ”
Shopkeeper Guo smiled for a moment, and pinched the jade wrench with his hand.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say."
As soon as Cui Xiancheng left, the shopkeeper Guo looked cold and threw the sample on the counter.
"What's wrong? Why did Shopkeeper Cui leave so quickly, and he didn't even drink tea. ”
Mrs. Guo came out of it and put the teacup down.
"Bah, do I still want to beg him? If you really treat yourself as a green onion, others won't eat him with dipping sauce! was squeezed out by the Ma family and almost became a beggar, and I dare to sell any broken things, am I really wronged? ”
"Why are you so atmospheric? Really. ”
Mrs. Guo picked up the sample and saw the poem on the cover page.
"Ten miles of Pinghu is full of frost, every inch of green silk is sorrowful, looking at each other at the shadow, only envying the mandarin duck and not the immortal."
Mrs. Guo is the daughter of Xiucai, who has learned words from her father since she was a child, and her mind is smart, and this poem instantly captured the woman's heart of longing for love.
"It was Mei Mao who wrote it!"
Mrs. Guo has read poetry books and admires the talented actress Mei Xueyan from the bottom of her heart.
"I don't think this business can't be done, just with Mei Maocai's poem, those literati will flock to it."
At least Mrs. Guo herself likes it.
The shopkeeper Guo didn't like it, but his wife was knowledgeable and reasonable, and after he was a showman, he was already lucky to marry him as a businessman, so he was polite.
"If it is for the Ma family's printing workshop, it may be able to be sold, but you don't know, who would dare to touch the Ma family's mold? Also, Cui Xiancheng is a broken household, and we will have less to deal with in the future. ”
Mrs. Guo sighed: "That's a pity."
But it didn't prevent her from liking Mei Xueyan's work, so she took it into the house and read it.