After Xue Weihai left, Song opened and closed the door and stretched, "Hey, Wei Niangzi, it seems that you have a lot of credit." ”

"I just didn't kill him," Wei Wushuang didn't have much joy.

"Well, it's not bad now, at least let him stay at home and don't dare to go out, then it's time for us to make money, haha," Song Kai rubbed his hands proudly.

"Don't you feel ashamed to make money from books and words?" Wei Wushuang coldly popped out such a sentence.

Song Kai laughed, "Why don't you say that when I was making money, I also promoted my knowledge." ”

After more than half a month of preparation, the printing mold has finally been arranged, the first printed book is "The Analects", the cover of the Analects is very beautiful, it is Song Kai invited the top talent, well, in fact, it is Li Menghan's father, today's horse master Dong Changyun painted.

For this painting, Li Menghan blackmailed Song Kai for a month before free meals.

Of course, Song Kai took the painting again and found Zhang Yunyin, Zhang Yunyin really did not cover it, although his painting skills were not good, but according to the appearance of the painting, he still carved out this inn landscape painting exquisitely.

After the typesetting is completed, the rest of the printing is much simpler, mainly inking, drying, after the early familiarization, these dozens of workers have also become skilled workers, and hundreds of books are printed in one day.

After the end of the Analects, there was the Book of Songs, and each book had a print run of only a few hundred copies, after all, these books had long been in circulation on the market.

In addition to the four books and five classics and nine books, Song Kai also collected some poems on the market, as well as famous poems of his predecessors. Came up with a book of poems. This book is not available on the market. Besides, many of the poems in it were copied by Song Kai for later generations, which are very precious, so the poetry collection has been printed in tens of thousands of copies, much more than the other nine books.

After the printing of the book with the fragrance of ink was completed, Song Kai asked people to grasp the typesetting and rehearse the story. It is the first volume of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

That's the main thing.

Song Kai asked people to load the printed books on the boat and sail leisurely towards Suzhou City.

At the gate of Hongchen Inn, Song Kai asked people to set up a shed, build a stage, and then contact Qiuyue and Chunyanlou.

Chunyanlou lost a lot last time, but with the panic and closure of Xuandongliang at home, Chunyanlou came back to life, although there were many fewer guests than before.

This time Song Kai invited him, and Qiu Yue naturally came over, bringing more than ten sisters by the way.

When I saw a beautiful book on display. Qiu Yue was taken aback, "Song Lang." You're going to ...... What are you going to do? ”

"Sell books!" Song Kai said, and set up a sign on the pile of books, one hundred texts per volume, and no bargaining.

"A hundred wen? So cheap? ”

Qiu Yue's casual ornament is more than a hundred Wen, she stared at the exquisite page suspiciously, a little relaxed, I can only say, this cover is too good-looking, distant mountains and flowing water, lonely clouds and misty, into an inn, curling green smoke, children lying on the bluestone, looking at books, this kind of brushwork, at a glance is everyone's level.

Qiu Yue glanced at Song Kai again, a little distrustful, she picked up a copy of "Analects", opened it, the font that caught the eye was very ugly, and it couldn't be said to be ugly, but it was too decent, and there was no penmanship at all.

Seeing this font, Qiu Yue involuntarily wrinkled her little nose and nodded: "It seems that it can be worth a hundred wen a volume." ”

Song Kai laughed.

In fact, if you just buy paper, the cost of a book will be about 40 yuan, plus the cost of engraving, if it is a general printing technology, this price will not make money at all unless it sells tens of thousands of copies.

However, Song Kai is different, Song Kai's movable type printing books can be used repeatedly, and the printing of these four books and five classics is just to open up the situation, he is afraid that it will be difficult for ordinary people to accept the printing of novels at the beginning.

The Four Books and the Five Classics are also orthodox, even if no one reads them at home, it is excellent to take them back and make decorations.

Next, the performance of the Hongchen Inn is not in the store, but outside the inn, the weather is a little cold, but fortunately, the sun is very good, and everyone will come out to bask in the sun at noon.

Qiuyue gave up after talking about books, and performed quietly on stage, she likes her current life, it seems that all changes start with getting to know Song Kai, it was Song Kai who let her get the Oiran, and it was Song Kai who made her feel that life is not the same boring and boring.

The sisters around are dancing, which is not attractive, after all, the clothes are too thick, and the dancing posture is not beautiful.

Qiu Yue was bored playing, the fingering in her hand changed, and she played "Red Dust Inn" instead, as well as the song "Water Tune Song Head" that was adapted by Song Kai, and later, Qiu Yue's interest became higher and higher, and the "Erquan Reflecting the Moon" that had just been pondered by Song Kai was also rectified.

The sound of the piano is very poignant and moving, even if it is a business traveler passing by in a hurry, it can't help but stop.

When they saw the beautiful books arranged around them, and the price was only 100 yuan, everyone rushed forward.

"What a book! What a beautiful cover? ”

"What does this word say? Lunwen? ”

"Stupid! Analects! You don't know the Analects, so hurry up and buy a copy and go home and read it. ”

"Is it really only a hundred wen? I can't be mistaken. ”

"This ...... This...... Who came out with this collection of poems! Oh my God, who is Nie Hong? Wow, it turns out that Lu Botao is so powerful, and he is really a well-deserved talent in Suzhou City! ”

The people around shouted, and gradually, hundreds of people surrounded the poetry collection, and it is no wonder that in the poetry collection, many of the poems plagiarized by Song Kai were named Nie Hong and Lu Botao.

Song Kai saw that the time was almost up, and took out another sign, which read, "One hundred and fifty Wen, no bargaining!" "Replaced the previous 100 Wen brand.

"What do you mean, shopkeeper?"

"Why is the price going up this time?"

"I've decided to buy it just now, so I'll count it as a hundred."

"Yes, yes, we decided to buy it just now."

Sometimes price increases are also a strategy, especially when there is no competition for goods.

All of a sudden, everyone was paying, albeit with an ugly font. It's not right. The point is. This cover is too beautiful, right, and the national player is nothing more than that!

The sales of poetry collections are the best, and Song Kai completely underestimated the madness and love of books among the literati in the Tang Dynasty, or rather, in this era of scarcity of books, if you wipe your ass with a book, it is simply blasphemy!

This is an age when knowledge is sacred, even for the biggest businessmen. I also want my son to be literate and study, instead of doing business to make money.

Everyone was paying for 100 yuan, and no one paid attention to the 150 yuan sign.

Song Kai also didn't know, and arranged for Chang Sheng and Cuilan to collect money.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Tieshan rushed out with a meteorite kitchen knife in his hand, "Shop! The store left me a copy! My father's greatest wish in life is to make me literate. ”

The commotion ended after an hour, the poetry collection was snatched up, and as for the Four Books and Five Classics, there was not much left.

Many people cried bitterly with the poetry book they had finally snatched. Some people hold dozens of books in their hands, as if they want to give them as gifts to friends.

Cui Lan looked at the gold, silver and copper coins. Stars in both eyes.

Song Kai wasn't much happy, because he found that his pricing seemed to be really a bit low.

In the distance, a carriage drove by, characterless, but noble.

Song Kai frowned, he didn't understand why he had this thought, he looked at the carriage again, and finally understood, this carriage looks very ordinary, but the jujube red horse horse pulling the carriage is abnormal, and the material of the carriage is made of rosewood, which is strong and comfortable, and the elephant skin that should be helped on the wheel should be an elephant skin from the Western Regions, such a carriage, even if it is deliberately low-key, it cannot be hidden.

Hearing the sound of Erquan reflecting the moon, the carriage slowly stopped.

Then, the curtain at the window was gently opened, and a plain hand stretched out, vaguely revealing a pair of eyes, seductive eyes, and a scarf of white gauze under the eyes, covering most of his face, so that Song Kai could not see his face clearly.

The eyes first stared at Qiu Yue, then moved down, and saw the situation of selling books around him, at this time there were not many books left in the bookstall, the man was a little curious, but he didn't stay too long, and retracted his head.

The carriage set off again.

A soft voice sounded in the car, "Who was that person just now?" ”

"Back to the master, he is Song Kai in Xue Gong's mouth."

"Oh? It turns out that he is Song Kai? It's kind of interesting......"

The sound stopped, and the carriage gradually picked up speed and quickly left.

Song Kai stared at the carriage, thought about it, and then stopped, anyway, it had nothing to do with him.

The book was sold out, and Song Kai set up a sign again, "Tomorrow's sale of "A Chinese Ghost Story", the narrator of the love between people and ghosts, poignant and moving, should not be missed." The old rule is that those who arrive early can enjoy a special price of 100 Wen, and those who come late can enjoy a book of 150 Wen. ”

"Knock Knock"

"Bang Bang Bang"

Dozens of people rushed in the distance, led by Lu Botao.

"What's going on, what's going on? Song Kai, I heard that I am writing poetry again? Lu Botao asked breathlessly.

Song Kai rolled his eyes, "It's late, the poetry collection is sold out." ”

"How is that possible! Is there any one more, Brother Song, don't bring such a ruthless one. ”

The person in the back was also out of breath, "Is there no more?" I heard that there are books in one hundred texts, and there are wood, and there are wood! ”

Song Kai had no choice but to wave his hand and said, "Don't worry, starting tomorrow, the books that our store will provide are the only wonderful books on the market, so let's just come over early tomorrow." ”

"Song Kai! Please, let me a book, I don't even know what poems I have written......" Lu Botao's face flushed with excitement, and he took Song Kai's hand and didn't let go.

A literati next to him walked over, saw Lu Botao, and suddenly "Ah! A scream.

Lu Botao was startled and looked at the man.

"Lu Lang! Lu Lang is really talented! Your new poems, it's great! It's a work made in heaven! ”

Lu Botao said "ah" a few times, then forced himself to calm down, smiled reservedly, and said: "Where is it, I have won the award, but how about you sell me this book, brother?" This book of poems? ”

"Not for sale! Consistently money is not sold! ”

"I'll go, believe it or not, I'll beat you ...... now" (to be continued......)

ps: Thank you very much for the 1888 reward of the crazy demon falling classmates, thank you for your support.