On this day, Wang Xuan was also extremely tired, and went to bed when he got home. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn 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 warm thoughts, it's not that I don't want to, but I haven't thought about who to do with for the time being.

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

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

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

Looking at the two white-flour steamed buns in front of me, I suddenly remembered a joke I had seen before.

After a man in love touched his girlfriend's Mimi for the first time, he said with emotion: "Wow, it looks like a steamed bun." ”

The girl said shyly: "No, how can anyone have a big steamed bun." ”

The boy said: "I'm talking about Wangzai's small steamed buns." ”

It's a pity that if Wang Xuan wants to tell this joke to Lao Dong's father and daughter, it is estimated that he will be driven out by the broom immediately.

The white-flour steamed buns made Wang Xuan'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 Wang Xuan was sleeping last night, so disrespectful to the old man, Wang Xuan was really embarrassed. But doing his job well is also his responsibility.

"Uncle Dong, what's going on with the photocopying over there?" Wang Xuan 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." ”

Wang Xuan jumped up, swallowed half of the white-flour steamed bun into his stomach, turned around and looked, sure enough, the five hundred booklets were neatly piled up, and they were still exuding the fragrance of oil.

Wang Xuan picked up the top one and looked at it carefully, the photocopying effect was still in the past, and the portrait of Miss Ji 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, Wang Xuan was secretly happy in his heart, it felt really good to be the boss of three pages of tabloids.

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

Since knowing the identity of Wang Xuan, a half-baked genius, Lao Dong's respect for Wang Xuan has not changed in the slightest, but when he calls him Gongzi again, even Wang Xuan himself chews it is not that taste.

"Five taels of silver a piece. Wang Xuan 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.

Wang Xuan turned around and saw the eyes of their father and daughter who didn't believe it, and felt quite funny, so he said, "What, you don't believe it, do you?" Dong Qiaoqiao hesitated for a moment and said: "Brother Wang, do you really want to sell five taels of silver for a copy? Isn't this too expensive?" Five taels of silver is the living expenses of an ordinary person for half a year, and 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?" Wang Xuan smiled mysteriously, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, and he said unashamedly.

Although Wang Xuan couldn't see the current expression on his face, he knew that his current appearance must be like a complete profiteer, and the most shameless kind. Shamelessness is in his nature, and Wang Xuan 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. ”

Dong Qiaoqiao's father and daughter were stunned for a moment, obviously, their understanding of human nature is not deep enough, and they still need Wang Xuan's continued teaching.

"Think about it, now as long as one person buys it, who else wants to fall behind others? Who doesn't want to get first-hand information about Miss Ji? This is the comparison effect, just like dominoes, once one is toppled, the rest will collapse with a bang. ”

Wang Xuan slipped out of his mouth for a while, and the dominoes came out, and he quickly explained: "In short, no one can let others focus on the mentality of 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. Wang Xuan agitated his incorruptible tongue and boasted loudly.

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

Wang Xuan smiled and said: "There is only one champion who takes it, but the Analects, the Book of Songs, the Tao Te Ching, and Mencius are not all big sellers? ”

Dong Qiaoqiao is obviously a good girl with a kind heart, and she is very good at planning for Miss Ji: "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 Ji's beautiful marriage. ”

Wang Xuan fainted on the spot, this Nizi also treats these people too much, if a booklet can affect Miss Ji's marriage, then the Ji family's big family is in vain.

Facing Dong Qiaoqiao's eyes eager for knowledge, Wang Xuan 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 Ji with their real ability. 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 clearly. 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 what we pay attention to is profit. Whoever pays for it, we sell it to. As for the marriage event, that is a problem that Miss Ji should consider, we want to exert influence, but there is no way. ”

"If they can't even eat to grab the heat, then it's time for them to quit. ”

Dong Qiaoqiao, who said Wang Xuan's theory, also nodded secretly, although he was still suspicious of setting such a high price for him, he obviously accepted it a little.