There is that set of wooden movable type font molds, plus the number of words in this storybook is not much, plus Xie Sanyuan stays in the new workshop almost all day, it only took two or three days for the first batch of storybooks to be printed, Lin Zhao waved his pen and gave these storybooks a name.

Storytelling.

This batch is the first issue of the story collection, of course, because this issue of the story has a political purpose, even if it is willing to print money, but because of cost problems and follow-up sales problems, it is still unknown whether the second issue can be printed.

After getting the first batch of story collections, Lin Zhao made a big signboard in the Sanyuan book shop and wrote a few big characters on it.

"Storybooks are sold at a low price, ten dollars a piece."

The price of books in this world is relatively high, even if there are mature engraving books such as the Four Books and Five Classics, according to different editions, the price is about 100 to hundreds of dollars, or even higher.

It can be said that in the entire Yuezhou City, as long as it is a book, there has never been a price of ten yuan a piece.

Of course, these pamphlets are only about 20 pages, and there is basically no typesetting, so the cost is only the price of some paper and ink.

Lin Zhao had planned to lose money in advance, he even planned to sell it for five yuan a piece, but after discussing it with Xie Sanyuan, he finally set the price at ten yuan.

In the past few days, except for Lin Zhao and Xie Sanyuan, who are busy working in the four places, the families of the two families have basically hidden at home and don't go out much, and even Xie Yanran, who delivers food to Lin Zhao every day on weekdays, has also been locked up at home and not allowed to go out.

Only Xie Sanyuan's youngest son, Xie Jin, still goes to the school every day to study because he can't delay his studies.

After about 200 copies of the first issue of the story collection were printed, Xie Sanyuan personally sent the book to the Sanyuan bookstore, and Boss Xie looked serious and said to Lin Zhao: "San Lang, when my youngest son was studying in the school yesterday, someone asked him about movable characters......

Lin Sanlang also frowned slightly, and said: "I don't know if it's an illusion, in recent days, there have been a lot of idlers wandering around near my house, but fortunately, so far, these people are still in the stage of listening to the news, and they haven't used force against us." ”

Whether it is Xie Sanyuan's youngest son Xie Jin, or Lin Zhao's mother Lin Erniang, they don't know much about movable type printing, Lin Erniang only knows that Lin Jian bought a thing from Lin Zhao, what it is, and only knows that it is a craft, and she doesn't know if she asks her carefully.

Besides, Lin Zhao has already said hello to Lin Erniang, her character will not talk nonsense to outsiders.

And Xie Sanyuan is the head of the Xie family, what he is doing, the Xie family will not ask at all, so there will be no danger of leaking out.

Lin Zhao bowed his head slightly and said, "Uncle Xie, if you don't let the younger brother of the Xie family rest at home for a few days for the time being, these people are quite powerful and can do anything." ”

Xie Sanyuan smiled bitterly: "He is about to prepare for the Xiucai exam, at this juncture, it is really difficult not to go to the school......

The literary style of Yuezhou City is prevalent, and the parents of almost every family have similar ideas to Lin Erniang.

"In that case, then forget it, Uncle Xie asked the family to be careful."

Xie Sanyuan nodded helplessly, and after the two of them discussed a few words, Xie Sanyuan left in a hurry and went back to the workshop to print books.

And Lin Zhao put the storybook in the most conspicuous position of the bookstore, and with the huge signboard he made, soon someone came in to look through these extremely cheap storybooks.

Because of Lin Zhao's marketing methods, the customer flow of Sanyuan Bookstore has been good, and more than 100 copies of 200 storybooks have been sold in just one day.

The remaining dozens of books were sold out the next morning, and after they were sold out, there were still people queuing up at the door of the bookstore, but fortunately, in the afternoon, Xie Sanyuan sent the second batch of books printed, which was also two hundred, and it only took one afternoon for all of these books to be sold, and there was not a single one left!

The reason why today's customers have skyrocketed is because of the word-of-mouth word-of-mouth, coupled with the novelty of this type of book and the low price, with the spread of this low-priced storybook, there will only be more and more people who come to Sanyuan Bookstore to buy books.

At this time, it was not yet evening, there were still many people queuing at the door of the Sanyuan bookstore, and the books had been sold out, so Lin Zhao had no choice but to close the shop door and announce that it would continue to be sold tomorrow morning.

At the door of the Sanyuan bookstore, there were still dozens of people who refused to disperse, under Lin Zhao's efforts, when it was close to dusk, the door of the bookstore was finally closed, Lin Sanlang wiped the sweat on his forehead, because he didn't have time to eat at noon, he bought a flatbread on the side of the road, and walked towards home while eating.

Walking on the road, Lin Saburo lowered his head and pondered.

The situation of the past two days was basically what he expected, and it was even better than what he expected.

Ten cents is not much money for the people in Yuezhou City, so the sales of this kind of storybook will be very good, and it will be very popular with children, and it will not be long before the stories in the book will be passed on by word of mouth in Yuezhou City.

By the time the story of Lin Shilang's skillful production of movable type spread throughout Yuezhou, and even throughout the world, no matter whether this thing was invented by Lin Jian or not, the final result was already a certainty, and no one could attack Lin Jian about this matter again.

In five or six days at most, the first issue of the Story Collection can sell more than 2,000 copies, and the danger of Lin Zhao and the others will almost disappear by then.

Lin Saburo was walking while thinking about the storybook, and as he walked along the road, he noticed that something was wrong.

There are a couple of people who seem to have been following him...

Lin Zhao frowned slightly.

In order to protect this nephew, Lin Jian has arranged Zhao Ji and others to protect Lin Zhao, but at this time, Zhao Ji and others are nowhere to be seen, but there are some strange men around him......

Thinking of this, he deliberately avoided the alleys and walked along the main road of Yuezhou City.

But he was still stopped on the road by a man.

This man was about a head taller than Lin Zhao, he stopped in front of Lin Zhao, and his voice was low: "Lin Sanlang, my lord wants to invite you to dinner." ”

Lin Zhao frowned, glanced up at the man, and said, "I seem... I don't know your master. ”

The man smiled: "If you go, you will naturally recognize it." ”

Lin Zhao looked this man up and down, and saw that he was like an iron tower, his figure was straight, his face was a little dark, and he was ...... It seems to have a knife in his waist.

Most of them are in the military, or at least they have retired from the army!

It is naturally impossible to resist, after all, although he has learned kung fu from Zhao Ji, with the current heat, he wants to fight with others...... It's still too early.

Thinking of this, Lin Saburo said in a low voice: "Where to go?" ”

"Not far away, it's the Green Lake Building near here."

You can't hide from it.

Lin Zhao took a bite of the big cake in his hand viciously, and said to the man: "So...... Lead the way. ”

A smile appeared on the man's face.

"It's still Lin Gongzi's interest, and it saves me from waiting for some means."