Tong Xinyan, the shopkeeper of Mingde's study, was frightened by a menacing group of people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I saw nearly 100 people standing outside Mingde's study, noisy and shouting, so lively, and many people also came around, even those people who didn't know what was going on also came to join in the fun.

"We didn't cause any trouble in our study, did we?"

Tong Xinyan blinked, this scene is similar to people seeking revenge, if it weren't for the fact that they didn't bring sticks, hoes and other murder weapons, the shopkeeper Tong would have quickly closed the door and taken refuge.

"Shopkeeper, when has this been? Still in business? ”

"yes, we've all been waiting for an hour!"

Tong Xinyan has opened a bookstore for so many years, and he has never seen anyone urged to open the door.

"Of course the business is done, get off the board!"

The people outside rushed in, like the tide pouring in, they couldn't stop it, even the shopkeeper Tong was pushed into the corner, he hurriedly jumped into the counter, afraid of being squeezed and falling.

"Shopkeeper, is this a robbery?"

The guy looked nervous and wanted to find something to defend, but was slapped on the head by Tong Xinyan.

"Rob you big-headed ghost, these are all guests!"

Tong Xinyan sensed that something must have happened to cause such a situation, and the first thing he thought of was naturally the books shipped from Chengfang Bookstore.

"Shopkeeper! What about "A Chinese Ghost Story"? Doesn't it mean that De Shu Zhai is on sale? Where are you hiding? My son-in-law asked me to line up to buy it, hurry up, I have to go back to pay the errand! ”

"I was sent by my young lady." A maid also crowded inside and shouted, "The young master brought back a book, and the young lady liked it very much when she read it, but the young master said that the book was his, and he hadn't finished reading it, so my young lady was so angry that I would buy it!" ”

Although Tong Xinyan had already thought of it, he really saw it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, so he dared to believe that it was true.

Because he pulled back the books from Chengfang Printing Workshop, he was ready to press the dust in the warehouse, although Mei Maocai swore that he would prepare him, but he was still in the back warehouse now, and he hadn't had time to put it out.

"Yes, yes!"

Tong Xinyan is a businessman after all, and he reacted immediately.

"Mei Maocai's "A Chinese Ghost Story" is for sale in Tuomingde's study, this is the only one, everyone is in the right place! Wait a minute, everyone! ”

Tong Xinyan asked the guy to hurry up and get the goods, and just brought out a large stack, which was snatched up, and almost everyone had one.

"Check out here, check out here!"

The guy tried his best to guide everyone, they haven't seen this scene like the New Year, when has the business of Mingde Study been so prosperous?

Business is good, the guys are rewarded, and of course they are happy.

"Shopkeeper, what's the price?" The guy asked anxiously.

Tong Xinyan patted his head, he didn't want to sell it at all.

"It's sixty wen!"

This is the common price of novels, of course, there are only one or two famous artists and big printing workshops in the entire Jingguo who dare to print novels, and they do not sell very well.

"I want five! My classmate asked me to buy it! ”

These people are decisive in paying money, they don't blink their eyes, although books are not cheap, but after all, they are not gold and silver jewelry, ordinary people can afford to buy them.

Tong Xinyan looked at it from the side, Cheng Fang Printing Workshop gave him a friendship price of 20 Wen, he just pulled it back from Cheng Fang Printing Workshop with a carriage, so upside down, the profit was 40 Wen! Even if the cost of the guy's salary is deducted, there are more than 35 yuan.

He was not optimistic at first, just to take care of his old friend Cui Xiancheng, but what people gave back was money!

Some people left with their books in their hands, more guests came in, and just after noon, the guys had already counted and said that the stock was not enough.

"We've got five hundred books, and they're out of stock?"

Tong Xinyan almost bit his tongue, he was ready to use the book as toilet paper, and he couldn't help but blush, when he helped Cui Xiancheng, on the one hand, he was indeed not a person who forgot his righteousness, and on the other hand, he had a little bit of charity.

"Go and buy, no, no, I'll go myself!"

At this time, the shopkeeper Guo of the champion study leaned against the door, today's study business was surprisingly deserted, to be precise, there were several people reading here, but I don't know who muttered what they said, and those literati all ran out.

"Where are they going?"

Shopkeeper Guo looked outside, the scholars were all going in the same direction, many ordinary people were also rushing there, and some of the servants and maids who ran errands even ran away.

Shopkeeper Guo didn't know what was going on outside, so he brought in a guy and asked.

"You've been out running all day, do you know what's going on? Why are all these people rushing over there? ”

The guy replied honestly: "It seems that Mingde Study has entered a batch of new books, they said that they are limited to supply, and they can't buy them if they go late."

"What book?"

"The novel, Mei Maocai wrote."

Shopkeeper Guo sat on the chair with his ass, he had seen "A Chinese Ghost Story" written by Mei Xueyan the day before yesterday! At that time, Cui Xiancheng begged him here, although he didn't give a face, he was almost stiff.

The shopkeeper Guo threw the sample to his wife, but Mrs. Guo stayed up all night to see it.

On the first night, Mrs. Guo was so frightened that she drilled into the bed, and shivered from time to time, waking him up.

As a result, on the second night, Mrs. Guo lit the lamp again and didn't sleep and began to read, the shopkeeper Guo slept until midnight and woke up again, Mrs. Guo was holding the book and crying with pear blossoms and rain, the black light was blind, and the shopkeeper Guo was also terrifying, and thought that Mrs. Guo was evil.

Mrs. Guo muttered something "Ning Caichen Nie Xiaoqian" for a long time, and finally stopped her tears before talking to him.

"I've never read such a good novel, otherwise, if you go in and sell some, the business will definitely be good."

Shopkeeper Guo had dark circles under his eyes and was impatient.

"What's in? It's clear that it's a loss-making deal. A broken book deceived you women, and you are not too young, madam, and you are afraid and crying. ”

Mrs. Guo was angry and ignored him, and the shopkeeper Guo concluded that he couldn't sell it at that time.

can look at the scene outside, this can't be sold, and even the monthly "Poetry Newspaper" is not so sensational! "Poetry Newspaper" is only read by literati, but at this time, even those who are literate and literate rush to Mingde Study.

At the end of the day, Mingde Study earns more than he earns in a month, right?!

For a time, the shopkeeper Guo's face was colorful.

The shopkeeper of the first few studies walked over and was still talking energetically.

Shopkeeper Guo stopped them and asked, "Where are the shopkeepers going?"

"Shopkeeper Guo, you still don't know? Chengfang Printing Workshop has a new book, and now only Mingde Study sells it, and the threshold is about to be broken! ”

"Yes, the surname Tong has made a lot of money this time! We need to get it now! ”

"Actually, Chengfang Printing Workshop came to me a few days earlier, but because of the Ma family, I refused, what a big mistake! After I died, fortunately I treated him with courtesy, and probably didn't turn us away. ”

Shopkeeper Guo's neck was stiff, Cui Xiancheng said that day, if you go to him again, the price will not be twenty Wen, Shopkeeper Guo was so angry that he dropped the book and put down the cruel words, he definitely didn't ask Cui Xiancheng!

"Ahh