"Well, that's why I said, even if we copy the book ourselves, we must buy its own book. People wrote these contents in books for nothing, and the books were so good-looking, they only sold for a few hundred dollars a copy. If we copy the book, won't the author and the store lose money? No, I'll have to ask the store to increase the price. How can the people who write books work so hard and are so selfless, how can they make a lot of money? See how much we have benefited from this book? Not to mention the regenerated rice of Guo Bai's family, even if you plant green manure in winter, you can also have a stubble of income. People taught us to farm in vain, and we deserve it. Young Master Lin said.

"Yes, yes, that's what I love." Master Ma also agreed.

Guo Bai even said: "I will send 100 taels of silver to the shopkeeper of the bookstore in a while, and ask him to give the silver to the author of the book." ”

The area of regenerated rice is quite large, and it can be regarded as a wave of relatively lucrative income. Thinking about the green manure in winter and the income from regenerated rice next year and the year after, Guo Bai felt that if he didn't take some silver to reward the author, his conscience would really be unbearable.

"Sir." A man in his twenties ran in, but it was the elder follower of Master Ma. He wiped his sweat and said to Master Ma: "The last one...... It was robbed by the villain. ”

He had a lingering palpitation: "You don't know, when the guy said that there was only one last book left, a swarm of people running up behind me wanted to grab the book. Luckily, the guys in the bookstore knew I was ahead of line, otherwise the book would have been snatched away. ”

When Young Master Lin heard this, he looked at the door hopelessly, and sure enough, he saw his little servant walking in dejectedly: "Young Master, I didn't buy it." ”

"Did the bookstore owner say when it would be reprinted?" Young Master Lin asked.

"Anyway, the speed of the bookstore is not fast enough, and it can only supply a few hundred copies a day, as for the specific number, it depends on whether the bookstore can invite people." The little servant said, "But don't worry, young master, tomorrow the villain will come early, and he will definitely be able to buy it." ”

Young Master Lin nodded, turned to the others, and said, "Everyone, will you come again tomorrow?" ”

"Come on, come on." Guo Bai hurriedly said, "I still have to buy two more copies." ”

"Then it's settled."

……

Because Zhuang Yue strictly implements Du Jinning's hunger marketing methods, he only sells a few hundred books a day, and the number is uncertain, so several bookstores have become a beautiful scenery in the capital every morning, and the queue can be long. Because of this, the influence of the script is getting bigger and bigger. And because of the success of regenerative rice, all those who have read the script and have fields at home and plan to idle in the winter are planning to plant green manure.

On the second day when the fourth book began to be sold, Zhuang Yue hurriedly ran to Du Jinning and asked her: "Young master, young master, many people come to our flower shop to ask if there are green manure seeds for sale, especially milk vetch." ”

Du Jinning glanced at him, shook his head and said, "No, even if you have it, you can't sell it." ”

Zhuang Yue naturally knew that it was too late for them to plant green manure and get seeds at this time, and he was racking his brains trying to find where to get some green manure seeds to sell back, when he heard Du Jinning's words.

"Why?"

Isn't it a fool to have money but not to make it? He still thinks that his young master is too selfless, and he should wait for their flower shop to prepare all the seeds before publishing this set of scripts to sell. At that time, as long as there is a place to sell scripts, someone will buy green manure seeds, how much money can they make!

Now that he is giving up the opportunity to others for nothing, Zhuang Yue is not convinced when he thinks about it.

"Because I wrote the script, I can't sell seeds." Du Jinning said.

Zhuang Yue was stunned for a moment, then reacted, and slapped himself in the face.

Because it was Mu Xiu on this day, Du Jinning was at home, and Yao Shuqi was standing next to listen to the conversation between the two, when he saw Zhuang Yue's action.

He was suddenly startled, and hurriedly said, "Shopkeeper Zhuang, what's wrong with you?" ”

Zhuang Yue shook his head and sighed: "Every time I just think about whether I make money or not, I don't think much about it, thinking about whether this matter will affect the young master's future." Fortunately, the young master thinks far-reaching enough, otherwise I would have to cause a big disaster for the young master. ”

Yao Shuqi nodded with concern.

Isn't. If Du Jinning hadn't considered this, the script here said how good the green manure was, and the other end would sell the seeds, in the eyes of those scholars, the copper smell was full of smell, and it was definitely not a gentleman's doing; In the emperor's eyes, you are not doing this for the sake of the country and the people, but only for profiteering. And readers who were originally very grateful to the author of "Farming" will not only lose their original gratitude because you want to earn their money, but also despise you in their hearts.

Du Jinning really wants to make money, but with her brain, how much money can't she make? Look at the roasted tea she created, look at the garden she created, and look at the new flower shop...... Casually, you can make money every day, so why make money on such the most sensitive things? If you can't do well because you make money, you're a fool.

"Alright, what's there to blame for this? You're a treasurer, not a politician, and it's normal not to think of this. Du Jinning waved his hand and said, "You just need to know to ask me before you make a decision." Don't make an assertion. ”

"That's for sure." Zhuang Yue Road.

Thinking about him, he was not reconciled. Watching the white silver trickle down his fingers made him feel uncomfortable.

He asked Du Jinning again: "If we don't sell, can we let others sell?" For example, the second aunt's house. ”

Du Jinning shook his head: "Can I hide my relationship with Lu Xiaobei?" As long as you can't hide it, what's the difference between him selling and me selling? ”

Yao Shuqi nodded: "Not really." When the young master enters the officialdom, and there is an opponent who uses this to attack the young master, how should the young master deal with himself? Forget it, let's not make this money. ”

Zhuang Yue had no choice but to nod.

"If the young master doesn't have any instructions, I'll go back first." He said.

"Go ahead."

Zhuang Yue walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and asked Du Jinning: "Mrs. said that she wanted to do business, and asked me what I had to do to make a living." I think about it, except for us, there is nothing that is easy and easy to make money. Why don't you help her think about it, young master? ”

After speaking, he said: "Actually, my wife has money in her hands, and it is good to go outside the city to buy some fields to grow tea." But the wife said that the family had already done this for a living, and she didn't want to do it. I persuaded her to open a restaurant, which we had experience in when we were in Gui Province. She also said that those cooks were difficult to manage, and that she had to find a shopkeeper, which was also a troublesome matter, and she didn't have the right people on her hands. I said find a shopkeeper for her, but she didn't want it. ”

As he spoke, Zhuang Yue scratched his head and looked at Du Jinning with a depressed expression.

Du Jinning wanted to laugh when he heard it. Why does she think that Chen is like those secondary two teenagers who are in a rebellious period in modern times and are bent on making money on their own skills?

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