Because Cheng Jingzong has not made any movement in the past few days, after Lin Zhao said hello to Lin Jian, he left the Daiyuan, but Lin Jian was still not very relieved, so Zhao Ji followed Lin Jian and guarded him closely.

In order not to attract too many people's attention before, Zhao Ji and the others were probably more than ten or twenty steps away from Lin Zhao, and followed from afar, so they gave Cheng Jingzong and the others a chance to make a move.

In this way, Lin Zhao and Zhao Ji left the Daiyuan together.

Originally, Zhao Ji was standing behind Lin Zhao, but Lin Sanlang deliberately took two steps back, walked side by side with Zhao Ji, and asked about Funiu Mountain.

At this time, the two of them were already quite familiar, and Zhao Ji had nothing to hide, and he roughly told the story of Funiu Mountain.

In the early years of the dynasty, the imperial court was majestic and powerful, although it cannot be said that there were no bandits in the four seas, but even if there were mountain bandits and bandits who fell into the grass, they were all sneaky and did not dare to confront the officials and soldiers.

However, during the period of Emperor Ling more than 30 years ago, the national strength was declining day by day, coupled with the continuous natural disasters, bandits and bandits broke out everywhere.

At that time, the Zhaojiazhai of Funiu Mountain was just an ordinary village, but because of the family martial arts, the bandits around did not dare to invade, so it became more and more famous in Funiu Mountain.

Later, Zhaojiazhai simply occupied Funiu Mountain, becoming a place of half sect and half village, more than ten years ago and some officials in Nanyang had a conflict, if it was not for Lin Jian, Zhaojiazhai would only be a grass.

After the Great Zhou Dynasty ascended the throne so far, although it is not Zhongxing, the national strength has barely recovered some, and if Funiu Mountain really rebelled, most of them would have been wiped out.

Because of this, Zhao Jiazhai has been grateful to Lin Jian for more than ten years, and until now, he still remembers it.

Hearing Zhao Ji talk about Zhao's family, Lin Zhao turned his head to look at him and asked, "Brother Zhao, ...... now?" How are the bandits? ”

"Not a few."

Zhao Ji looked left and right, and then said in a low voice: "The first emperor paid too heavy taxes, forcing many people to the mountain, and when the current emperor arrives, although it is better, but after all, it is not much better, and the group of people who went up the mountain decades ago still have many people who refuse to go down the mountain and do not accept the education of the imperial court." ”

Hearing this, Lin Zhao secretly frowned in his heart.

It seems that the hidden dangers of this imperial court are far more than a feudal town, in addition to the still prosperous and golden Chang'an City, there are also many bandits who are in trouble!

No wonder Cheng Jingzong, as an official, dared to be so arrogant and disregarded the rules of the imperial court!

When the two of them were talking, he had already walked to the door of the Sanyuan bookstore, only to see a long queue at the door of the Sanyuan bookstore, about forty or fifty people, of course, at this time, the quality of the whole people is far from so high, in addition to the people in line, there are many people crowded at the door of the bookstore, are rushing to buy books!

The entire Sanyuan bookstore has never been so lively!

Lin Zhao has only been lying in the garden for four or five days, and the story collection here at the Sanyuan Bookstore has become so popular.

There was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old family member, who was in the crowd and wanted to squeeze in, but he was a little thin, and after working hard for a long time, he was immediately out. Come here and buy the book! ”

He followed the young master of the family and studied for a few days, and he looked down on those illiterate people who couldn't read big words.

In addition, there are already many people standing at the door of the bookstore sneakily, and after seeing people, they open their clothes and say a word mysteriously.

"Do you want a book? It's only twenty cents......"

Lin Zhao stood at the door of the bookstore and was a little dumbfounded when he saw this scene.

The lack of spiritual entertainment in this era far exceeded his resemblance, so much so that a storybook compiled together with a dozen short stories actually made these Yuezhou people crazy to such a point......

Even, it also gave birth to the profession of scalpers!

The water at the door of the bookstore was blocked, and Lin Zhao couldn't see what the bookstore looked like, he said hello to Zhao Ji, and the two of them went around to the back door behind the bookstore, Lin Zhao looked at the shop here for a few months, and naturally knew how to get in, he reached out and pulled it back from the crack in the door, then took out the key and successfully walked in.

In the bookstore, Xie Sanyuan was already busy sweating, it was not noon at this time, and the 200 stories printed overnight last night had already been sold.

Lin Zhao hurriedly walked over and helped Boss Xie collect money and send books, Xie Sanyuan was also relieved when he saw Lin Zhao, and the two of them worked together to quickly sell the rest of the books, Lin Sanlang coughed and said to the people outside: "Everyone, today's story collection has been sold out, please be early tomorrow, please ...... early tomorrow."

These people all came to buy books, and when they heard that the books were gone, they all scolded and scattered.

Soon, there were few people left at the door of the bookstore.

Xie Sanyuan wiped the sweat from his forehead at this time, and smiled bitterly at Lin Zhao: "San Lang, you are back, I will go to the workshop at night these days, and come to the store during the day, if you don't come again, I will probably die of exhaustion..."

Lin Zhao helped him on the chair and sat down, then asked with a smile, "Uncle Xie, how much has this thing been sold in the past few days?" ”

After Xie Sanyuan took a breath, he said, "Two hundred books a day, there should be a thousand." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed and said: "This thing doesn't make money, someone came to grab it a few days ago, took the book and ran away, if it wasn't for San Lang, I wouldn't have sold it a long time ago." ”

After Lin Zhao sat down, he lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "I sold four hundred copies before, and Uncle Xie, you sold another thousand copies, so that's about the same, and there won't be so many people who come to buy it tomorrow." ”

This thing is only a few thousand words, even if it is copied out, it is not too troublesome, after selling it for so many days, the remaining market will not be too large, and even if there is a surplus market, it will be digested by those who copy the book and the storyteller.

Thinking of this, Lin Zhao lowered his head and pondered for a while, and said, "Let's sell it for another day tomorrow, and then don't sell it." ”

Xie Sanyuan nodded again and again, and said with a wry smile: "The more this thing sells, the more it is estimated that it will lose." ”

Speaking of this, he looked up at Lin Zhao and asked, "Where has San Lang been these days?" Someone said you were injured that day, but it scared me a lot. ”

"Uncle Xie, don't worry, I'm fine."

Xie Sanyuan looked at Zhao Ji behind Lin Zhao again, Lin Zhao hurriedly introduced Xie Sanyuan, and after the two saluted each other, they knew each other.

After the introduction, Lin Zhao also moved a chair and sat down, and smiled at Xie Sanyuan: "Does Uncle Xie still want to continue to sell this story collection?" ”

"It's not for sale, it's not for sale."

Xie Sanyuan sighed and said in a low voice: "San Lang said that he sold this to avoid disaster, and I have figured out the truth in the past few days, since it is to avoid disaster, no matter how much money is pasted into it, there is nothing to do, but since there is nothing to do, we don't need to lose money anymore, right?" ”

In the past few days, Cheng Jingzong has been honest and has never done anything to Lin Zhao's family and Xie Sanyuan's family, so Xie Sanyuan feels that there is nothing to do.

Although Lin Zhao still had doubts in his heart, he didn't say anything, he smiled at Xie Sanyuan: "This first issue naturally can't be sold anymore, if Uncle Xie is still willing to sell, I will figure out the second issue in the next two days." ”

"As for the price of this second installment, it must not be sold for another ten dollars."

Lin Sanlang said softly: "If Uncle Xie is interested, our bookstore can continue to make this thing, of course, the price is set high, and the people who buy it will definitely not be as many as today." ”

"But as long as the price is good enough, you can make money for each volume, although it is not a lot of money, but it is still a little more than the previous bookstore."

"Lead movable type is not in a hurry, but this thing is also a way to make money, that is, it is a little harder, is Uncle Xie willing to do it?"