"Sir, I am looking for a novel called The Count of Monte Cristo." Colwin called the male clerk at Leonard's bookstore, took off his top hat and asked politely.

The clerk gave him a strange look, and Colwin's proper clothing indicated that he was a man of status, and the clerk replied in a tone of helplessness and impatience, "No." ”

"The cover of the novel is rather peculiar, and it is easy to recognize."

The clerk emphasized in an accentuated tone: "I'm sorry, we don't have this novel here." ”

Colwin raised his eyebrows and asked with some raw temperament: "Isn't this the largest Leonard chain bookstore in Elroy City?" ”

"This is Leonard's bookstore, but there is no such novel as you say."

Colwin scolded, "How can you be so sure! Don't even look for it! ”

Seeing his tough attitude, the clerk's attitude softened and patiently explained: "Sir, I'm pretty sure so, because you are already the sixth person to ask me this question, I have searched the bookstore inside and out several times but have not found the novel you are talking about, the name of the novel is "The Count of Monte Cristo", his author's pen name is Alexander, the cover is a combination of sketch and oil painting style, painting a prisoner and a gentleman, may I ask if you are talking about this novel?" ”

"Hmmm..." Colvin was speechless, wondering why the book chain that claimed to be found in the library couldn't find the novel in the bookstore chain that all sold it in Leonard's bookstore.

Thinking back to the content of the novel, Corwin still doesn't want to give up, and when his wife wakes him up, he sees the best part of the plot, the framed and imprisoned Captain Edmund is about to be freed! He was thrown into the sea disguised as a corpse by clever tricks, just as he crawled out of hell, he would not die because of it, he would find the treasure that he believed to be his second father, Father Faria, and with this wealth, with the legitimate right of the goddess of revenge, drag all the people who framed him back then to hell!

This is at the climax of the plot of the whole novel, how can he let it go!

Colwin sighed regretfully, thought about it and asked casually, "Then do you know where to find a bookstore that sells this novel?" ”

"Of course."

Colwin was stunned for a moment, his face was overjoyed, and he took out five baluns from his pocket and asked eagerly, "Where?" Just tell me, the money is yours. ”

"Hurt."

"Huh?"

"It's the jewelry store that you can see straight down from here, the jewelry store with a very luxurious façade, it's easy to recognize, and it's where the guest who asked me about this novel saw it."

Colwin was momentarily angry: "I saw this novel there, too, but it wasn't a bookstore. ”

"Sir, you must understand that only there is a complete version of this novel, and I have a partial incomplete version here."

"What do you mean?"

"This novel has been serialized in the publication "Leonard Press Novel Collection", and I recommend it to every customer who comes to ask about this novel."

"Incomplete version... All right. Colwin gave the clerk a five-barron tip, and then paid an extra fee for the Leonard Press Novels Collection, which was not expensive, and the cost of buying a complete set was less than the tip he gave to the clerk.

Colwin was relieved to get the publication and was sure it had a serialized version of The Count of Monte Cristo, but the collection wasn't as beautiful as he had seen in the jewelry store, and it didn't have the illustrations for the novel.

At this thought, he decided to go back to Hurt's jewelry store, where his wife was a regular customer, and it should be okay to buy a novel.

When he returned to the jewellery store to show his intentions, he could not find the Count of Monte Cristo in the bookcase, so he hurriedly called the waiter.

"You want to buy that novel too?" Knowing his needs, the waiters of the shop looked at each other in surprise, how could they encounter two strange things at the end of the day, this is a jewelry store and not a bookstore.

Colwin said patiently, "Of course, half an hour ago it was here, a novel with a strange cover. ”

Colwin was a familiar face in the jewelry store, and the request was quickly heeded, and the manager himself came over to explain: "I am very sorry, Mr. Aldrich, that the novel you asked to buy was bought by a gentleman after you left, and I think it was just an ordinary novel and that gentleman used to be one of our customers. ”

"Huh? This is so disappointing. Colwin rubbed his brow and remembered that he had seen a man enter before leaving, and said, "Can you tell me where this novel came from?" ”

The manager shook his head: "I don't know the specifics, this is a novel sent by our boss, it is said that a friend gave our boss several copies, and the extra ones are put in different branches, maybe there will be surplus in other branches, do you need me to call and ask?" ”

"I'm in trouble."

The manager took out the phone and dialed the numbers of other branches, and called several times in a row, but could only reply with an embarrassed face: "I'm very sorry, it seems that the novels of other branches have also been bought by customers." ”

"Is your boss Mr. Affory Hurt?"

"Yes."

Colwin breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, I'm going to visit him personally, that novel is so good, it's like a fishbone stuck in my throat if I don't finish it, and I'm sure I won't be able to sleep tonight." ”

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The first batch of The Count of Monte Cristo was printed, but it had not yet officially entered the market because most of the bookstores refused to enter the market.

The publisher he chose was not large, so the first batch of novels was not very large, so the owner Afri took some of them and put them in his jewelry store, some of them for his friends, and a few of them went to some informal bookstores. Feedback was quickly received everywhere, and the cover design of "The Count of Monte Cristo" was very eye-catching, and the quality itself was so high that most readers who had been exposed to the novel were reluctant to put it down.

The Count of Monte Cristo is a beautifully packaged, high-quality, inexpensive commodity, a hundred times more conspicuous than it was in the series of the Leonard Novels, and even if the quantity is scarce, it quickly arouses the reader's curiosity.

Avery tasted the sweetness, and in the days after the publication of The Count of Monte Cristo, some of the most prominent figures in the social world came to visit him in person to inquire about the novel, which he had never received before.

The financier was in a good mood and immediately waved his hand and bought several advertising spaces for "The Count of Monte Cristo" that did not belong to the Leonard publishing newspaper, and the publicity was further strengthened.