When Jin Yi heard this, his brain crashed on the spot.

They didn't come to return the book, but to buy it!

How is this possible, His Royal Highness wrote that thing, didn't no one want it for nothing?

"Ladies and gentlemen, aren't you here to entertain the villain?"

"Phew!"

"Why do you still look down on people in a store, although a tael of silver is expensive, as long as the books are good, we can still afford them!"

"You just say if there is any stock, I want three copies!"

"I want ten!"

"I want twenty copies ......"

Jin Yi saw that these people were not paying for the book, but came to wholesale, and he was even more shocked.

Could it be that His Royal Highness has opened his mind this time and finally written a fire book?

When Jin Yi thought of this, his whole person became excited.

"Ladies and gentlemen, wait a minute, I'll send someone to urge you to see if there is any stock in the printing workshop!"

"Then don't go quickly, you want to kill us in a hurry!"

The Silver Bureau had been working overtime to print books, and after receiving a reminder from the bookstore, it immediately sent someone to deliver 500 books with the scent of fresh ink.

As soon as these 500 books arrived in the bookstore, they were already swept away by the swarm of customers.

As for those who came late, while scolding the store for being black-hearted, they squatted at the door and waited for someone to return the goods.

However, there are a few students from poor families who stayed up all night and read the first volume of the golden plum bottle several times, but they really didn't find anything wrong, and they saw that they couldn't earn the silver reward, and they felt sorry for the one or two silver they spent yesterday.

Therefore, thinking that the store promised to return at any time, they ran over to return the book.

However, before they could enter the store, they were stopped.

"Brother, are you here to return the book?"

"I'll increase the price by 100 yuan!"

"Get out of here!"

"This brother, I will increase the price by 300 ......"

"Don't fight with me, my lord said, two taels of silver are collected, how much you want!"

Jin Yi stood at the door of the store and saw such a scene, he had been in the Beijing dialect circle for many years, and he had seen many popular books, but it was the first time he had seen a doubled price like now, and it was the first time he had seen a second-hand book that someone else had read.

How well this book has to be written to cause such a rush!

At this time, he regretted it very much, and he knew that he should have deducted a copy and kept it for himself......

Ten days later, a total of 10,000 copies of Sanwei Bookstore were shipped, and the popularity of Golden Plum was still unabated.

To paraphrase Bai Juyi's allusion, that is, there is a well, and they are all about the golden bottle!

Hundreds of copies are sold every day, but the printing speed is enough to supply, and the store has more or less some stock.

Now people who come into the store every day either come to buy books or ask when the next book will come out.

Jin Yi not only finished reading the first volume these days, but also used his position to finish reading the second volume that was in the stocking period.

After reading it, Jin Yi not only no longer doubted His Royal Highness's ability to write books, but also marveled at his means of splitting a book into multiple volumes.

He has a hunch that this kind of business model will surely sweep across the country and become the mainstream sales model in the future world.

Because no matter how good the book is, there is a golden sales period, and after a month or so, the market is overwhelmed with imitation books, and the original author can't make money at all.

Now His Royal Highness has divided a book into multiple volumes, which can be said to be a perfect solution to this problem.

Although the imitation printing is still unavoidable, it ensures the stability of the income of the follow-up scripts.

After all, no matter how good the imitation printing business is, it is impossible to imitate the words that have not been printed, right?

Just as Jinyi was looking forward to the future, a guest walked into the Sanwei Book House again.

The guest was an old man over sixty years old, with gray hair, good spirits, and a smile on his face all the time, looking very kind and easy-going.

If Huang Zicheng saw this person, he would definitely greet him warmly, and then respectfully call his teacher.

This person is none other than the sage he recommended to the crown princess, the leader of the Jiangnan literary circle, and Yang Xinlu, the son of Yang Weizhen.

Yang Xinlu not only took over his father's position as the leader of the literary world, but also secretly became a writer of words, and used the pseudonym of Plum Blossom Dao to produce a masterpiece that swept the capital.

He originally thought that Da Ming's level of words would be like this, until he saw the "Golden Vase Plum" recommended by his friends, and was suddenly shocked.

This book is not only entertaining and educational, but also a rare depiction of the market, the world is hot and cold, and the road of the world is revealed in laughter and scolding.

This is also the realm he has worked hard to achieve, but has not been able to achieve.

The reason why he devoted himself to the script industry is also with such a heart of helping the country. Why is the pen not enough, can only rely on some bed fun to win the world's attention......

But he always had a regret in his heart, that is, he failed to express his original intention of exhorting the world and guiding people's hearts to good.

However, after watching "Golden Vase Plum", he was pleasantly surprised to find that someone actually realized his idea!

It turns out that it can really attract people from the world to read while guiding people to do good!

As soon as Jin Yi saw that this person was dressed, he knew that this person's identity was extraordinary, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him enthusiastically.

"Dare to ask the distinguished guest whether he wants to buy the Four Books and Five Classics, or ......"

Yang Xinlu took out a copy of "Golden Vase Plum" from his sleeve and shook it in front of the shopkeeper.

"When will the next volume of this book be released?"

"Expected to be the first of next month!"

"Can you tell us about the author of this book?"

As soon as Jin Yi heard this, he immediately became vigilant, this person actually inquired about the identity of his master, didn't he want to be unfavorable to his master?

As soon as Yang Xinlu saw the other party's vigilant expression, he knew that he had inadvertently committed other people's taboos.

For any bookseller, the author who can write a book is a cash cow, how can it be easily revealed?

"Don't misunderstand the shopkeeper, the old man is not a person who makes a living from this, he just admires the author of this book and wants you to introduce it on his behalf."

"The old man has a handwritten letter here, and I ask you to forward it to the author of your book on your behalf."

Yang Xinlu also handed over a gold ingot along with the envelope, to say the least, there were five taels, and it was worth at least thirty taels of silver when converted into silver. Even according to the official price, it is a huge amount of twenty taels, which is enough for a guy's salary for a year.

It's just that Jin Yi is not an ordinary guy, named a guy, but in fact he does the work of a shopkeeper, every year there are fifty taels of silver alone, and at the end of the month, there are dividends, silver rewards and the like, even if there is no one hundred taels throughout the year, it is eighty taels away.

Therefore, the "sincerity" thrown out by Yang Xinlu was directly ignored by Jin Yi, he just accepted the letter, but the gold ingots were returned in their original form.

"The villain has thanked the nobles for the reward, but the villain can't afford such a heavy reward!"

"But the letter of the nobleman, the villain must pass it on your behalf to my master, as for whether my master is willing to see you, it is unknown."

"Your master?"

Yang Xinlu was stunned for a while when he heard this, if what he remembered was correct, this shop was the property of an emperor's grandson.

The shopkeeper subconsciously said that he would hand over the letter to his owner, didn't he mean that this book was written by the emperor's grandson?

Yang Xinlu only thought about it slightly, and felt that this thing was too ridiculous.

The eldest grandson of the Ming Dynasty is only thirteen or fourteen years old, how can such an untrained teenager write such an old and spicy writing, including all kinds of strange essays in the market?

Oh yes, who's that little one, it seems that a few years ago, there was a Xie Yuan, and now he is teaching the princes and grandchildren to read in the main hall, right?

Find someone another day and ask the boy if he knows who the author of these books is!