Chapter 19 Sitting on the Ground (2)

On this day, Lin Wanrong was also extremely tired, and went to bed when she got home. In this era, the sky is blue, the water is turquoise, the air is fresh, and the vegetables are non-toxic.

As for those things that are full of lust, it's not that I don't want to, but I haven't thought about who I want to be with for the time being.

Lin Wanrong woke up early the next morning, rushed to the earliest crowd on the street, ate two oil cakes, drank a bowl of freshly baked tofu brain, green food is good, and now he is full of spirit, and he went to Lao Dong's house with high spirits.

When I arrived at Lao Dong's house, Lao Dong was drinking porridge, and the newly steamed white flour bun had just taken half a bite.

"Brother Lin, you haven't had breakfast yet, my freshly steamed white bread, you can taste it." Dong Qiaoqiao brought Lin Wanrong a bowl of porridge, and picked the two largest white-flour steamed buns for him.

Since he knew that Lin Wanrong was alone at dinner last night, and no matter how she looked at Lin Wanrong, she didn't look like a son, Dong Qiaoqiao directly "demoted" Lin Wanrong from a son-in-law to Brother Lin, and warmly invited Lin Wanrong to her house for three meals a day.

Alas, how embarrassing is this, Lin Wanrong is a shy person, and ten meals in five days are enough.

The white-flour steamed buns made Lin Wanrong's appetite arouse, anyway, his nature was shameless, and it was nothing more than that, so he shouted: "It's just right, Qiaoqiao, I haven't eaten yet-full, thank you." ”

Lao Dong's eyes were red, obviously he stayed up all night last night, but Lin Wanrong was sleeping last night, so disrespectful to the old man, Lin Wanrong was really embarrassed. But doing his job well is also his responsibility.

"Uncle Dong, how is the photocopy over there?" Lin Wanrong saw that Lao Dong was only concerned about drinking porridge, and hurriedly asked.

Lao Dong wiped his mouth, pointed at his back and said, "Oh, behind your back, five hundred copies, all of them are there." ”

Lin Wanrong jumped up, swallowed half of the white-flour steamed bun into her stomach, turned around and looked, sure enough, the five hundred booklets were neatly piled up, and they still exuded the fragrance of oil.

Lin Wanrong picked up the top one and looked at it carefully, the photocopying effect was still in the past, and Miss Xiao's portrait was also clearly visible. This chick shouldn't have heard of the concept of portrait rights, and this money made Lao Tzu earn. Anyway, Lao Tzu is about to go in and serve her, so let's take it as her compensation.

Looking at these 500 booklets, Lin Wanrong was secretly happy in her heart, and it felt really good to be the boss of three editions of tabloids.

"Lin Gongzi, how much do we price this booklet?"

Since knowing Lin Wanrong's identity as a half-baked talent, Lao Dong's respect for Lin Wanrong has not changed in the slightest, but when he calls him son-in-law again, even Lin Wanrong himself chews it is not that taste.

"Five taels of silver a piece." Lin Wanrong stroked the booklet and couldn't put it down, and said without looking back.

"Let's click", and half of the steamed bun that Uncle Dong held in his mouth fell straight down.

Lin Wanrong turned around and saw the eyes of their father and daughter who didn't believe it, and felt quite funny, so she said, "What, you don't believe it, do you?" ”

Dong Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Lin, do you really want to sell five taels of silver a piece?" Isn't this too expensive? "Five taels of silver is the living expenses of an ordinary family for half a year, this price is really expensive, no wonder the father and daughter are speechless.

"Don't believe it, five taels of silver, and there is no counteroffer. Do you know the word "strange goods"? Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously, her face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she said unashamedly.

Although Lin Wanrong couldn't see the current expression on his face, he knew that his current appearance must be like a full profiteer, and he was the most shameless. Shamelessness is in his nature, and Lin Wanrong doesn't need to hide anything about this.

"You have to grasp the psychology of those talented people. Whoever is willing to pay for this booklet, he doesn't care if you have one or two or ten or two. What they want is information, they want first-hand information, and there is no difference between one tael and ten taels for them. Their principle is not to seek the best, but to seek the most expensive, which is a very wonderful psychology. ”

Lin Wanrong's words Dong Qiaoqiao's father and daughter were stunned, obviously, their understanding of human nature is not deep enough, and they still need Lin Wanrong's continued teaching.

"Think about it, now if there is only one person who buys it, who wants to be left behind by others? Who doesn't want to get first-hand information about Miss Xiao? This is the comparison effect, like dominoes, once one is toppled, the rest collapses. ”

Lin Wanrong said that he missed his mouth for a while, and the dominoes came out, and he hurriedly explained: "In short, it is the mentality that no one can let others specialize in beauty, which leads to the big sale of our booklet." You think, as long as you fly on the branches and become a phoenix one day, this little money is nothing. Lin Wanrong agitated his tongue and bragmed.

Dong Qiaoqiao had a flexible mind, and immediately thought of the problem: "But even if Miss Xiao wants to choose a husband, she can only choose one." We've got four or five hundred booklets. ”

Lin Wanrong smiled and said: "There is only one champion, but "Analects", "Book of Songs", "Tao Te Ching" and "Mencius" are not all big sellers? Everything is possible until the results are out. ”

Dong Qiaoqiao is obviously a good girl with a good heart, and she is very good at planning for Miss Xiao: "But I heard that there are talented people from Chaimen, many talented people from poor families, and they can't afford our booklet." Wouldn't that delay Miss Xiao's beautiful marriage. ”

Lin Wanrong fainted on the spot, this girl also treats these people too much, if a booklet can image Miss Xiao's marriage, then the Xiao family, a big family, is in vain.

Facing Dong Qiaoqiao's eyes thirsty for knowledge, Lin Wanrong reluctantly played the role of an instructor again, and he sneered: "Since the talented people from the poor family are here, they must be mentally prepared. If they really have the ability, they should marry Miss Xiao with their real ability. What's the matter with buying these tabloids from us? If you want to climb the high branches, I can only regret that climbing the dragon and the phoenix is not without cost, this is the price they have to pay, so they must think about it carefully. I didn't force them to buy it, they had a ghost in their hearts. Those real talents will never buy our books, but in this world, how many so-called high-spirited talents can there be? We are businessmen, and we are all about profit. Whoever pays for it, we sell it to. As for the marriage event, that is a problem that Miss Xiao should consider, we want to exert influence, but there is no way. ”

Lin Wanrong's theory said that Dong Qiaoqiao also nodded secretly, although he was still skeptical about setting such a high price for him, he obviously accepted it.