Last night, Zhao Yange and the three of them didn't sleep all night, and they were very tired, so Yuhuan was arranged to have jet lag at home, and after putting the album on the bookshelf, Zhao Yange and Duan Yu Suning huddled in a small room for breakfast.

On the table, there are all kinds of snacks, for these fresh things, Duan Yu has long been surprised, anyway, there is no poison in the things, just taste delicious.

Two fritters, a cup of soy milk, plus some small pickles from the farmhouse, Zhao Yange's breakfast was dealt with like this, even if he stayed up all night, his mood was extremely excited, and he couldn't see a little tiredness.

"Brother Zhao, you have priced this album at ten taels of silver each, this is the highest price in the Dayong Dynasty, why do I always feel a little unsteady in my heart!"

Zhao Yange is a little suspicious of asking for a sky-high price, this world has not reached the point of soaring prices and inflation, and ten taels of silver is enough for a person to earn a year's hard work.

Duan Yu drank the soy milk for a long time and almost squirted out, he swallowed the contents of his mouth, and muttered: "What, this small booklet of the young master sells for ten taels of silver, so isn't the income from our hard work all night... One thousand taels! ”

Zhao Yange looked up and saw Duan Yu counting with his fingers, a chestnut hit the back of his head and hand, and said hatefully: "Can you be a little promising, a thousand taels scare you like this?" ”

Obediently, one thousand taels is enough for my Duan Yu to earn a lifetime, can you not be shocked?

"Brother Zhao, if it's too late to adjust the price now, these ten taels are not it... Isn't it too expensive? Suning's face was embarrassed, even if he was a prince-level figure, he had never seen a book come up and cost so much.

Zhao Yange smiled slightly, took a sip of soy milk, and said unhurriedly: "Brother Su, don't worry, the price of ten taels is not expensive, and this is just the initial price. ”

No one knows what Zhao Yange is thinking in his heart, only he knows that when he says such a thing, his face is not red and his heart is not beating, and he is living the image of a profiteer.

Shame on you!

"This is called grasping the hearts of consumers, sitting on the ground and starting the price, since the consumer objects of "Men's Clothing" are mainly men, you should know what men want, no matter when and where, they are indispensable in their minds Women's trembling breasts and white legs, for people who have been married, it can provide freshness, and for those men who do not have wives, there will be a yearning, which is a wonderful consumer psychology."

Duan Yu and Suning were stunned by Zhao Yange's words, they had heard of grasping the enemy's psychology on the battlefield, and today for the first time I heard that there is also a consumption psychology, and the most important thing is that there is no sense of disobedience when they say this.

"Men like the new and hate the old, once someone buys the first book, they will treat this book as a treasure, and naturally they will not share it with those who have not bought the book, as if you have a beloved girl, are you willing to take it out and share it with other men? The more secretive the person who buys a book, the more it will arouse the desire of others to buy a book! ”

Duan Yu and Suning's expressions were gloomy and sunny for a while, and they didn't know if they understood or not, Zhao Yange ignored it and continued: "Now that Wolong Town is prosperous in business, the gap between the rich and the poor is not very large, which son does not have a few dozen taels of silver in his hand as pocket money, once he is carried away by a whim, ten taels of silver will be taken, compared with the comfort of the soul, this little money is nothing." ”

Suning raised his eyebrows slightly, thought of the key point of the question, and asked: "Brother Zhao, even if as you said, the "Men's Clothing" series can cause best-selling phenomena, but making money is one of the purposes, and the other purpose is to recruit family members for Zhao Mansion, and those who want to be family members are poor, and they don't have the money to buy such an expensive booklet!" ”

The implication of this sentence is that this album can solve the problem of funds, but it cannot make up for the loopholes of the Zhao family's recruitment of family members.

Zhao Yange smiled and said: "Since ancient times, there have been countless people who have gained fame, and those who are rich and wealthy will definitely be able to get better information and information, but why are most of the people who are admitted to the top of the top list are countrymen who study hard in the cold window, because they will always have a way to get what they want, don't worry, Anything is possible!" ”

As soon as he was excited, he even rushed out of English, and Suning thought to himself that Zhao Yange was really fucking tired yesterday, and he couldn't understand a word of what he said.

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After buying the album, the handsome boy ran all the way, looked left and right at the door of the house, and after making sure that there was no one at home, he silently got into the small black house.

He flipped through the album at the head of the bed, a look of surprise flashed on his face, ** Lin Xian'er's portrait began to swallow, and muttered: "This Xian'er girl is really the best in the world, let the deer in my son's heart collide, I can't stop, I can't stop, I want to treasure this booklet, but I can't let my mother-in-law see it, otherwise it's another homicide..."

At this time, in Xiaoxiang Academy, Qin Mei, who was carrying the burden of selling books on her shoulders, also relaxed a little, with the first person to do the index, the rest of the people had fallen into a dilemma from refusal.

To buy or not to buy, if you buy it, it's too expensive, if you don't buy it, the pattern on it is too tempting...

"Ten taels of silver to buy a book, it's a bit worth the loss...", a blue-clothed scholar stroked his chin with his hand and said with a sigh.

"Brother Jiang, you always tell us that you want to specialize in painting, the pictures on this "Men's Clothing" can be called a magic pen, isn't it just ten taels of silver, you spend it, don't you forget your original intention!" A man on the side admonished.

In fact, this son-in-law surnamed Jiang still wanted to buy it in his heart, but he didn't have a sufficient reason to convince himself, so he pretended to be deep, and when he heard the people around him say this, he simply said ruthlessly: "Brother Tai knows me, Miss Qin, give me a copy!" ”

"Since Brother Jiang has bought it, the younger brother can't be left behind, I'll also have a copy, although I don't like painting, but poetry and songs are all talented, who would dislike themselves with one more craft!"

"It's reasonable, it's reasonable, come on, give us a copy!"

One of the young men who hadn't read much of the book twitched his eyebrows for a while, these sanctimonious hypocrites, whether you buy books to see Lin Huakui or to cultivate your sentiments, the fools in the village can see it.

Of course, he saw it.

He sneered: "We are a rough man, and we haven't begged our daughter-in-law yet, so we want to see what Lin Huakui looks like, and give us a copy!" ”

Qin Mei's expression was a little confused, and she comforted: "Don't worry, Childe, after reading this book, there will be peach blossom luck..."

In less than two hours, a hundred albums were snatched up, and they were paid overnight in exchange for a thousand taels of silver!