Xinhua Bookstore is, after all, a bookstore.

It's just a matter of selling pen, ink, paper, inkstone and the like every day, after all, they have something to do with books, but there is only one set of books to sell in the whole store, and it is the kind that sells a set of geniuses for many days, which is undoubtedly very embarrassing.

So as the shopkeeper of Xinhua Bookstore, Liu Zhicheng has always wanted to find more books to sell.

It's just that this idea was just told to his cousin Ma Liang, and he was immediately scolded back by that kid, and he warned Liu Zhicheng very unceremoniously.

Ma Liang's reason, Liu Zhicheng quickly figured it out.

Also, is the Han Wangfu short of money?

Ordinary people may not know, but because of his kinship with Ma Liang, where would Liu Zhicheng not know how much money he earned back to the palace just because of the carload of thirteen incense that year? There is also Hanwang paper sent to the city three times a month, which time was not snatched up by someone and never asked the price?

In this case, do you really want to invite a bunch of poor acids to copy and buy books?

As for printing with engraving like "Mathematics", I am afraid that even Liu Zhicheng knows that it is unrealistic, because the cost of engraving is too high, and the printing must exceed a certain number to be cost-effective. And the general demand for books is not too high, in the case of many competitors in the market, if you really print too much, it is easy to smash in your hands!

The most important thing is that there is no point in making this little money.

Liu Zhicheng has been very entangled for more than a month, and always feels that he has worked hard to become the shopkeeper of Xinhua Bookstore, but he can only sit at the counter every day to read books and do questions, which is very disappointing......

So the things were moved into the store, Liu Zhicheng opened the box, and after seeing the title of the book inside, a pair of eyes instantly widened, and a heart also thumped violently.

"University"?!

God, is Xinhua Bookstore finally going to really start selling books?

Liu Zhicheng not only knew the word "University", but even borrowed a copy from his cousin Ma Liang to read it. Although he didn't particularly understand the meaning of the opposite, he was sure of one thing, that is, "The University" was a good book, and it was very famous and important among the masters.

In other words, there must be a lot of people who need this [ ] book!

Excited, Liu Zhicheng came to Wang Pu's side and asked urgently: "Mr. Wang, this "University" ...... Did we print it ourselves? ”

"Huh? That's of course. ”

Glancing at Liu Zhicheng, Wang Pu raised his eyebrows and said, "Today I just brought you three hundred copies by the way, and there are many more in the warehouse outside the city." These books are made of white paper from our paper mill, and then Li Zhong will print them, as long as you can sell them, you will have as many as you want in the future! ”

“…… Be. ”

The mood was slightly agitated, Liu Zhicheng nodded hurriedly and said: "If you put a hundred hearts, we will definitely work hard, strive to sell out these books as soon as possible, and then find you to ......."

"Ahem, sell out soon?"

After listening to Liu Zhicheng's words, Wang Pu's expression suddenly became a little strange.

"Uh......"

Of course, Liu Zhicheng noticed Wang Pu's face, and his expression suddenly froze.

Fortunately, Wang Pu didn't embarrass him for too long, and quickly shook his head, leaned over and whispered, "This book ...... How so? In fact, the king wants to try whether movable type printing is good or not, and he doesn't plan to make money from them. Otherwise, the book wouldn't have sold for ten dollars......"

"What? Ten bucks?! ”

Before Wang Pu finished speaking, Liu Zhicheng had already widened his eyes and exclaimed.

Open, kidding, right?

Although it looks like a thin book, and "University" doesn't have many words, but under normal circumstances, this book would have to sell for thirty or forty dollars, right?

Selling it for only 10 bucks? Isn't this about losing money and selling books?

Rolling his eyes, Wang Pu said angrily: "That's right, only ten dollars...... So you get it now, right? Our king didn't let this book be printed to make money! So for the rest of the time, you know what to do, right? ”

"Huh? So, so what are we going to do? ”

"How? Do you want me to teach you? ”

Glaring at Liu Zhicheng, Wang Pu said impatiently: "Of course, put these books on the shelves, and then sell them quietly!" Remember, don't let people shout, don't go around talking to people, just let these books sit there and wait for people to read, understand? ”

“…… Understood, Mr. Wang. ”

After the corners of his mouth twitched twice, Liu Zhicheng's originally hot mind instantly cooled down again.

Hehe, so that's what happened!

No wonder there is such a trivial matter as delivery, and Mr. Wang needs to make a trip, if it is someone else, even if he dares to say such things, he Liu Zhicheng will not dare to listen to it! Wang Pu is not only the director of the paper workshop, but also the teacher of Ma Liang, Li Zhong and others.

And after hearing the price of ten big bucks, Liu Zhicheng also felt that this was a wise move.

Obviously, sell one and lose one!

Thinking of this, Liu Zhicheng hurriedly nodded and said: "You are still thoughtful, even if the paper for printing the book is produced in your own workshop, the ink is also made in your own workshop, and even the engraving is carved by your own craftsmen, but it will take time and money......

Without waiting for Liu Zhicheng to finish speaking, Wang Pu frowned and said, "Huh? Who said it was engraving? ”

"Huh? Isn't it? ”

After a pause, Liu Zhicheng quickly opened the two books in his hand, compared them and said suspiciously: "That's right!" The words on these two books are exactly the same, not what is printed on the engraving...... Hey? You are talking about movable type?! ”

Suddenly remembering something, Liu Zhicheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Pu.

"Yes, it's movable type."

With a silent face, Wang Pu nodded and said lightly: "So you understand, right?" If you really sell too many of these things, and sell them quickly, Li Zhong and the others will have to typeset and print them again...... Hehe, what are you doing with this? You don't understand the mystery of movable type anyway. ”

“……”

Looking at Wang Pu shaking his head, Liu Zhicheng's brain was hot, and he wanted to refute it at that time.

Why doesn't he know the mystery of movable type?

At the beginning, his cousin Ma Liang explained it to him, and Liu Zhicheng remembered that he understood it at a glance - didn't he just carve the words into wooden blocks one by one, line them up together and brush a layer of ink, and then cover them with white paper?

didn't care about Liu Zhicheng's unconvincing, Wang Pu just glanced at him lightly, and then said in a deep voice: "That's the way it is, you should know what to do in the future...... But I'm not here today just to tell you about it! ”

“…… Mr. Wang, please speak! ”

Liu Zhicheng hurriedly stood with his hands down and listened carefully.

"From next month, we won't have that much blank paper!"

Taking a deep breath, Wang Pu said with a serious face: "There was a drought in many places in the spring of this year, and I didn't receive too many materials, so in order to ensure that the stock will not run out later, we must reduce the shipment volume each time from next month!" ”

"This ...... Boom! ”

After being stunned for a moment, Liu Zhicheng swallowed and foamed, and his whole face became bitter: "Mr. Wang, of course it doesn't matter how much we sell, but when I hear this news, I'm afraid the people who are waiting for our paper every month will be in a hurry......