Chapter 135: Self-Reliance (Part II)
Lin Pu rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that I know the doorway for this, "My brother is probably stupid to read, right?" In this three-yuan company, why not just a hundred people in one volume? According to my brother's situation, I can't say that I wrote a book for twenty taels, but even sixty taels can be sold! ā
Kobayashi Gongzi frowned, it is true that he will sell a copy for twenty taels, but that is pure profit, and all he wants to produce is a manuscript, and the bookstore will add his own costs. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Books in ancient times were extremely expensive, and according to the price of rice in the world here, the cost of printing a book of 40,000 words would cost at least 25 taels of silver, which was almost close to 3,000 yuan when converted into yuan in the previous life.
Coupled with all kinds of miscellaneous expenses, a book sells for sixty taels of silver, and then divides himself into twenty taels, in fact, he doesn't earn anything at all, he earns three or five taels a book, and shares it with so many people.
Moreover, a volume for 100 people is already a lot, and the price of 60 taels of silver is equivalent to 7 or 8 thousand yuan, and the price of 7 or 8 thousand can only buy a 40,000-word book in the feudal era. Or how to say that there were few people who read books in ancient times, which is really unaffordable.
A family of eight, a year's living expenses are less than forty taels of silver, and now a book costs sixty taels, how do you say ordinary people can afford to read?
But seeing his younger brother's complacent appearance, Lin Fu had the heart to train him.
The jade is not cut, it is not a weapon, not to mention that his name is a simple character.
If you don't let him endure hardships, I'm afraid he really thinks that studying and doing business are easy!
I don't think about it, my uncle is the first of the second-grade books, and he is not a poor student, even if these bookstore owners are profiteers, do they have the audacity to calculate on their heads?
Just looking at his brother's eagerness, he didn't plan to hit him with words. Instead of preaching, it is better to let him try the hardships himself, and maybe he can tap into some potential.
Hearing that his brother was going to handle this matter himself, Lin Pu was also interested.
Wen Cheng Wu is not enough, he really hasn't tried to do some business things like buying and selling.
Since this brother is willing to contribute start-up capital to make himself self-financed, he still wants to try it very much.
Lin Pu's eyes flashed with golden light, and he folded his fingers one by one, "Hongxue has a total of 610,000 words, 40,000 words per volume, and fifteen volumes are printed, each volume is one hundred taels, and one set for 100 people, then the capital alone can sell ........"
"Fifteen million taels." , Lin Fu completed this simple mental arithmetic for Lin Pu, who was holding his fingers, but he smiled secretly in his heart, how can there be such a good thing, 1,500 taels to buy a set of red science?
Besides, Hongxue is only a book written by Kobayashi Gongzi to Xiaomuzi, and he doesn't plan to sell this Hongxue, which symbolizes the night copy of the book by adding fragrance to the red sleeves.
Hearing Lin Fu's big hand, Lin Yao frowned, and thought of a very strange thing, "Since you have this start-up capital, why do you have to go to great lengths to sell books to make such a fortune?" ā
Lin Fu turned his head and shook the manuscript in his hand with a grin, "Because my ultimate goal is to let as many people as possible see this book, and making a small amount of money is just by the way." ā
Lin Pu waved his hand, he was not interested in which book to sell at all. took the manuscript in Kobayashi's hand and counted the number slightly, "Hmm... This one is only about 50,000 words, and it can only be made into one volume, which is too much of a chicken thief if it is divided into two volumes. ā
Lin Fu looked at his younger brother with a slight smile beside him.
"One hundred taels for a volume, minus the cost of printing thirty taels, the rent, and the fee paid to the next person...... You can earn about thirty taels for a book, but it's better than the price the bookstore gives you. ā
Lin Fu smiled, "But people don't plan to set the price of one hundred taels, besides, twenty taels a book, I don't need to worry about anything, so why bother to follow you to worry about these things like rent, revision, book printing, pricing, etc.?" ā
Listening to his brother's secret meaning, Lin Pu was very angry, so he simply took the initiative to recommend himself, "Why don't my brother give me this manuscript, no matter how I price it, the last one will always be returned to my brother for twenty-five taels, and you can leave the rest of the matter alone?" ā
Lin Fu frowned, of course, he remembered the way this kid bullied men and women the day before yesterday, so he said, "It's feasible, but you can't play any rampant and domineering means, do something to smash and rob, and close the store." Although these businessmen in the capital are only businessmen, there is always something related to the officialdom. ā
"Although my uncle has done a great job, the situation in Jingzhong is about to change." Lin Fu said with a sigh that His Majesty will soon implement the law of his own Imperial Court, and the officials of the DPRK and China, no matter how big or small, will soon feel the horror of the Ming Dynasty officials in the previous life.
Beautiful attempts across time and space, whether it is words and deeds in the court, or small actions in private, nothing will not be attacked by their comments.
Seeing that these officials had a headache because of the stepping stone on their own road to promotion, Lin Fu was very happy in his heart, but if his uncle was involved because his younger brother sold two books, it would be bad.
"Don't worry, brother! My father told me everything! Lin Ang is still more advanced than Kobayashi Gongzi, and has already informed this little gentleman who is not afraid of big things in advance.
"It's just selling a few books, and I can't get involved with my father at all, I still have some friends in Beijing, just by virtue of my brother's name in the Sanyuan Lianzhong. As long as your manuscript can have the level of seven or eight red points, I guarantee that at least 10,000 copies of 10,000 copies will be sold in 100 taels. ā
Lin Pu opened the manuscript as she spoke, but Lin Yao felt that it was a little impossible when she heard it, she was fascinated by the book of Hongxue, although she admired Lin Fu's talent, but she didn't believe that his works of this level could be mass-produced.
Kobayashi Gongzi knew what his sister's expression meant, and explained with a smile, "Although it is far worse than Hongxue, I guess everyone will love reading this book better than Hongxue." ā
"How is that possible!" As soon as Lin Yao heard the words slandering Hongxue, even if the person who spoke was the "author", he couldn't hold back at the moment and stood up to defend Hongxue, "Even Xia Tang, who had a quarrel with you when you first came to the capital, has changed his prejudice against you after reading this book of Hongxue!" ā
"You're embarrassed to say it?!? If it weren't for this, would I have such a headache right now? Lin Fu was very angry when he heard this, "When I gave you the manuscript for the first time, didn't we say that we should never show it to others?" Xia Tang and Princess Xing are close friends! ā
Lin Fu said angrily, Princess Xing is not an old woman who can sit on the ground and absorb soil, how could she have made so many movements in the palace just by seeing herself, in the final analysis, it is because of the influence of Hongxue, and the source is not her sister.
Thinking of this, Kobayashi Gongzi was so depressed for a while that he almost vomited blood.