Chapter 370: Causing the Shilin Earthquake
As soon as the two people sent by the Great Confucian finished congratulating, people noticed that there was another team of people behind them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Wu Wangfu, congratulations on the opening of Moxiangju."
"Did you hear that, it's Wu Wangfu, it's Wu Wangfu, this time Lord Zi is level 9, it's all here, obediently, this time it's really amazing. When did Luo Yan have such a friendship with so many people. ”
There are also a lot of princes and nobles standing behind the other bookstores, but since these people have come to give gifts today, it means that they are clearly standing behind Luo Yan.
Originally, the people who were quite optimistic about this Moxiangju were muttering a little at this time. Exactly, what will happen next in Chang'an.
But what is certain is that this ink fragrance house will definitely be the center of the next ups and downs.
The number of people who came to congratulate them began at three o'clock and lasted until the beginning of the hour. However, Michiga's people are gone, and the real drama has just begun.
"Thank you for being here today. Although my Moxiangju does not have a deep background, since I got a technique from my grandfather, the cost of printing books has been greatly reduced. Therefore, the scholars who buy books in small shops today will be settled at 80% of the original price. ”
The scholars were stunned. "What, eighty percent, I heard you right, right?"
"Yes, yes, but I don't know how much the books in his store sell. If it's too expensive, it's not as good as the original price of others. ”
"Anyway, you should check it out. Didn't you just say that the cost of printing books has been greatly reduced, which means that the price of books has also decreased. ”
"Forget it, don't think about it yet, let's go in and have a look later."
There were constantly scholars who exchanged heads and ears, and even more righteous people hurried out, wanting to tell their best friends the good news immediately.
Seeing this situation, Ah Quan was very happy: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, you might as well go and see the price of the book first, and then make a decision." ”
After saying that, he took the lead and walked in.
The scholars hesitated at this time, but they thought that they couldn't buy and sell by force anyway, so they turned around and came out. Therefore, he no longer hesitated, and swarmed into the not too narrow door.
The interior of the bookstore is beautifully decorated.
The horizontal shelves are marked with books, and there are many calligraphy and paintings of celebrities on the walls.
At this time, the room is not dim, and it looks like the book is full of aroma. In the middle of the store, there is actually a bookcase, on which there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, waiting for the master to leave words.
It was the first time that the scholars had seen such a dedicated bookstore.
In other bookstores, the scholars say the title of the book, and then the store finds it by themselves, which is like now, and they can choose it by themselves.
The first impression was good, and the scholars walked to the rows of bookshelves with some trepidation. With such a decoration, I'm afraid that the price of books is not low. They wondered if they should pretend to be, and when they asked the shopkeeper for the price, they were stunned by some small words marked on the bookshelf.
The Analects, 30 essays.
"Spring and Autumn", 100 essays.
……
The scholars thought that they had lost a lot of numbers, so they rubbed their eyes together, and then looked at the bookshelf again.
That's right, the Analects is thirty texts, and the Spring and Autumn Period is one hundred texts. This price, if you count the eighty percent just mentioned above, obediently, is amazing.
The scholars felt that something really was going to happen this time.
I've asked them at other stores to know how shocking the price is. In other shops, the "Analects" also cost at least 100 articles, and as for the "Spring and Autumn Period", it is less than consistent, so there is no need to think about it.
Almost like holding a treasure, he took out a book from the shelf, turned the pages, and the beautiful and neat italics on the hard yellow paper, as well as the neat pages, made the scholars suddenly feel that what they were holding in their hands was not a book, but a family heirloom.
It's so beautiful.
In the past, there was no such clean page in the pages. Not only are the pages untidy, but even the words inside are sometimes contaminated by ink.
Without comparison, there is no gap. The first reaction of these scholars was to run forward with the books in their hands, for fear that someone would take them away. I hurriedly paid the money and ran to my closest friend's house.
Passers-by in the East Market saw a peculiar sight, many scholars frantically ran out of the newly opened Moxiangju, and then ran wildly in all directions. The elegance of weekdays completely disappeared on this day.
Just when they thought that something big had happened to this Mo Xiangju, some of the arrested scholars told the truth.
Low price, discount, good quality. When these words come together, how lethal are they to a scholar?
When the market was close in the evening, Ah Quan had to go out to pick people up. repeatedly promised that the price of books would not change in the future, and the scholars left with peace of mind.
And he and his buddies sorted out the money they had collected today.
There were already more than a dozen baskets of copper coins piled up in the backyard, and Ah Quan and his men stayed up until they were ugly before they calculated the day's turnover - more than 500 yuan. In less than half a day, Mo Xiangju collected more than 500 yuan.
It was the first time that Ah Quan experienced the feeling of counting money and hand cramps, and he was tired and paralyzed, lying on the ground laughing, but the corners of his eyes were full of tears.
If it weren't for Luo Yan, he would still be a servant at this time, and he would not have seen so much money in his life.
As a manipulator behind the scenes, Luo Yan didn't care too much about the bookstore. He gave everything to Ah Quan to do, because he was confident that with such a low price, the majority of scholars would not be moved.
The next day, Luo Yan walked into the school house and found that all the students were looking at him.
"What's the matter, shouldn't you be reciting the Book of Rites today, why don't you read well, what do you want to do with me?" Luo Yan was a little strange.
"Teaching assistant, is Moxiangju your property?" One student asked boldly.
Luo Yan smiled playfully: "If you say yes, he is, if you say no, he is not." What do you do with so much? ”
"Master, Mo Xiangju is such a good book, but it only sells for so much money, are you throwing money in it again? You can't do that. The stall is too big, and sooner or later it will collapse. From the moment he bought the book, the student fell in love with Moxiangju, so he asked worriedly.
In the future, Moxiangju collapsed, wouldn't such a good thing become a must-have?
These words amused Luo Yan: "Don't worry, in business, you will naturally not lose money." Although it is not profitable, it is not making money. ”
Hearing this, the student was relieved, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Luo Yan: "That's good, that's good, when I have money in the future, I will definitely buy a set of all the books in Moxiangju." It is already a blessing to be able to read books in this life, and it is even more fortunate to be able to read books produced by Moxiangju. ”
As he spoke, he was intoxicated.
Luo Yanden laughed: "Young man, if you can buy all the books in Mo Xiangju, I'm afraid that you will have to read them until the next life." Speaking of this, Luo Yan said very seriously: "I don't read much, but I am proficient." When you buy a book, look at what is written on the wall of the bookstore. ”
The student nodded vigorously and said no more.
When a class was finished, Yao Silian and Kong Yingda came to him together. When Luo Yan saw these two great Confucians coming, he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly invited them to his resting place.
"Yao Gong and Dr. Kong are here, but it's for the matter of Mo Xiangju?" Luo Yan knew that his students had all asked, how could other schools not make a sound.
Sure enough, Yao Silian smiled and nodded: "Come in, many masters complained to me today, saying that the scholars were a little careless in class, and the culprit was Mo Xiangju's books." See, is there any solution? ”
After finishing speaking, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, feeling that this was indeed a little embarrassing for Luo Yan.
Although Kong Yingda did not speak, the meaning in his eyes was also expected that Luo Yan would come up with a proper method.
At the beginning, it cost hundreds of millions of yuan, and Luo Yan asked the craftsmen to make enough movable type to print a "Spring and Autumn" at the same time. After accumulating for such a long time, there is indeed a lot of inventory, and after thinking about it, Luo Yan replied to Yao Silian and said: "The supply of Moxiangju's goods cannot be cut off, so I can only let them take out 300 sets of each of the 12 classics and sell them exclusively for Guozixue." As for the price, eighty percent. ”
Anyway, in this matter, Yao Silian and Kong Yingda are involved, and the loss of money is also a loss to everyone. As long as the normal operation of movable type printing can be maintained, this small benefit is not in Luo Yan's eyes at all.
When Yao Silian and Kong Yingda heard this, they were overjoyed.
Not to mention the expressions of the students of Guozixue after hearing the news, Chang'an Shilin at this time was already completely crazy.
As soon as Mo Xiangju opened the door, dozens of scholars rushed in in an instant. There are also some rich families who come with servants, but if they have books, they take a set. However, in just two hours, I received three or four baskets more money than yesterday.
Someone calculated that the money to buy a set of the Twelve Classics in Moxiangju could only buy one "Spring and Autumn" outside. Because everyone can afford it, there are more people who buy it themselves. But at this time, there were very few books on the shelves of Moxiangju.
In order to replenish the stock in time, Ah Quan had to temporarily close Moxiangju, so he freed up his hands to put books on the bookshelf together.
The news of Mo Xiangju's sale of goods spread all over the streets and alleys in an instant, and countless scholars who got the news late couldn't help but sigh. They were now very covetous of the beautifully bound books in their friends' hands.
But Mo Xiangju is out of stock, and I don't know when it will be available.
Let's go back, and I'm a little unwilling, so now I can only wait at the door of Moxiangju to see if it will open again today. When the door was opened again, a large crowd of scholars crowded inside.
Faced with such a scene, Ah Quan knew that he was afraid that he would close the door early in two hours. However, the heart is beautiful. (To be continued.) )