For the sake of Mo Ziyun's two percent benefit, Han Shuxian and Xie Wenhua talked from the second half of the night to the evening. And after Han Shuxian left the bookstore, Xie Wenhua was still busy in the bookstore. first asked people to go to the house to inform him that he would not go back tonight, and then sat down and redrafted the agreement with the two percent of the profit given to Mo Ziyun, plus the previous one percent.

Halfway through the time when the agreement was ready, he stood up and stretched his waist and walked to the table of the wax paper printing press on the side, everything was ready-made, so he sat down and carved wax paper and prepared to try printing again.

Confidently began to engrave, but the wax paper was far from as simple as he imagined.

I obviously don't think it's difficult, but when I really write it, I find that this thing is not as simple as I imagined, and when the pen in my hand falls, it is not heavy to cut the paper, and the printed words have become a ball of black, or I can't print the words lightly.

He is not discouraged, a good method is in front of his eyes, as long as he practices more, he will definitely be good. After all, I just started to do it, and it's normal that I haven't mastered the skills, practice makes perfect, just practice a few more times.

Xie Wenhua comforted and encouraged himself again, and then buried himself in carving, but fortunately, Han Shuxian took more than a dozen pieces of wax paper.

He practiced this practice directly to the fourth watch, but fortunately, the hard work paid off, and the strength of the pen was finally mastered, and the last half of the wax paper finally did not break a word.

Looking at the perfect print in his hand, a smile finally appeared on his face, "With this, I see who can compare to me."

After packing up and washing up in a hurry, I went back to my room to rest, and when I returned to my room, I didn't forget to bring everything and put it in my bedroom.

Not to mention a good night's dream, he overslept directly, and it wasn't until Han Shuxian and Mo Ziyun came to the bookstore to look for him that he woke up to the shouts of his subordinates, and he met customers after a hurried wash.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I slept late last night and woke up late this morning."

Han Shuxian: "I think you've been practicing all night!"

"Isn't that on the rise?" Xie Wenhua said with a little embarrassment.

Han Shuxian laughed, "Understand, understand." After all, he was also unwilling to carve out the perfect words after experimenting again and again.

"Will Uncle Help?" Mo Ziyun stood beside Han Shuxian and looked up and asked.

"It's going to be some." After Xie Wenhua finished answering, he habitually reached out to the side of Mo Zihua's head and stroked it gently, "Uncle has to thank you for coming up with such a good method."

"You're welcome, uncle." Mo Ziyun only knew before he came that his godfather came to Uncle Xie yesterday and said that they were only here to get the agreement today.

Xie Wenhua took out the agreement he had prepared yesterday and handed it directly to Mo Ziyun, "Yunyun, you take a look first to see if there is anything inappropriate."

"If so, can Uncle change it?" Mo Ziyun looked at Xie Wenhua.

"Wanyun, you read it first, and I'll help you refer to it after you finish reading." Han Shuxian knew her thoughts, so he first gave a warning look, thinking that if she brought it up again for a while, he would pretend to be angry.

Xie Wenhua was a kind word, but he didn't expect her to ask like this, so he had to bite the bullet, "If you have a reasonable suggestion, you will definitely change it."

Mo Ziyun nodded, "Well, then I'll take a look first." After that, I took a closer look at the agreement.

After seeing it, after appreciating the godfather's glance, Mo Ziyun said with a sense of current affairs, "Uncle, I'm fine." After speaking, he looked at Han Shuxian with a pout, "Godfather is bad!"

Han Shuxian laughed, "Good girl, godfather will take you to eat delicious food in a while."

Xie Wenhua, who didn't know what the two of them meant, said to Mo Ziyun with a puzzled expression, "Wanyun, what's wrong with your godfather? Tell Uncle Xie that Uncle Xie will help you decide."

"Godfather came to Uncle Xie yesterday and didn't take me with him." Mo Aster made it up casually.

"It's no wonder that your godfather, he just wants to surprise you, you can't blame him." Xie Wenhua also made up the Tao casually.

Listening to the words of the two, Han Shuxian felt even more funny, one or two of them were so good at making up nonsense with their eyes open.

After the agreement was settled, Xie Wenhua asked again, "Wanyun, listen to you."

Dad said you're writing a book, how much have you written? When you're done, you have to give it to me to print for you. Don't worry, I only charge the cost, and the rest of the money after deducting the cost will be given to you."

At first, Mo Ziyun wanted to let the children in the village have one more book to read, but as she wrote more stories, her thoughts began to change, so why not try to print it out and sell it? Only in this way can we test whether such a storybook will be accepted and liked.

After having a different mind, Mo Ziyun wrote more carefully, and spent a lot of time revising and scrutinizing every time she finished writing, so that it was not finished, and after checking it herself, she asked Han Shuxian to revise it again to ensure that it was correct.

After two months, I was able to write twenty stories.

But twenty stories are enough to make one.

She has two plans for these twenty stories, one is a hardcover version and the other is a paperback version, but whether it is a hardcover or a softcover, it must be accompanied by illustrations.

Children don't like books that are full of text, and having illustrations makes them more interesting, which is also an attraction.

Then it is a simplified classification, the simple one is copied and bound after painting on wax paper, and the hardcover painting naturally cannot be printed with wax, and after the story is printed, the illustration is drawn manually.

Her idea is to make the hardcover version like a picture book, with the best paper, beautiful illustrations, and perfect packaging, as for the price, she is not sure, she does not know what the consumption level of the rich is.

It's just that after she put these twenty stories in Xie Wenhua's hands and said the thoughts in her heart again, Xie Wenhua directly gave her a price, a hardcover version of five taels of silver.

It's five taels again! But this time the five taels of the last five taels gave her the opposite feeling, last time it was too little, this time it was too much, too expensive. It was much beyond her realization, it turned out that a children's book could be sold so expensive!

"It's just that I can't be sure how much five taels of silver can give you, but I have to set the artist's money and the cost of a piece of paper to determine how much you can have, and it is estimated that there will be at least two or three taels."

After Mo Ziyun heard this, she hurriedly waved her hand, "No, you can decide how much Uncle will sell after the book is completed, and I have an idea of the share after the sale, if Uncle thinks it's okay, I can follow this standard if I have a good book in the future."

"Tell me first!" Xie Wenhua made up his mind that no matter what she said, he would give all the money he earned to Mo Ziyun in this set of books, except for deducting the cost and the artist's money.

"After deducting the cost, my uncle and I will split it half." Benefits can only last for a long time if they are all taken advantage of, who is willing to cooperate with them again?

This method is good, Xie Wenhua agreed without thinking about it, "Okay, I will do what you said in the future, as for this time, Uncle Congratulations on becoming the second shopkeeper of Moyun Bookstore, and the book is about to be published."

Mo Ziyun blushed when Xie Wenhua said this congratulations, "Uncle Xie laughed at me."

"I'm not laughing at you, I'm really congratulating you, if you feel embarrassed, you can think of more ways to make our bookstore grow as soon as possible."

"I'll do it, but this time Uncle will also distribute it according to my ideas." Mo Ziyun insisted.

"This time we're just a small test, I don't know what the result will be, and when this trial is completed, we'll distribute it according to your way." After Xie Wenhua finished speaking, he didn't forget to pull Han Shuxian to help, "Brother Han, you have to say something, I finally want to help her with her book, but I can't let her refuse me."

Han Shuxian thought for a while and said, "For a year, if someone can buy this storybook after a year, they will take half of it."

Xie Wenhua wanted to refuse, but Mo Ziyun said, "If I keep taking advantage of my uncle, I will be embarrassed."

"Okay, it's up to Brother Han, and we'll divide it in half after a year." A year later, I'll talk about it then.

Mo Ziyun and Han Shuxian only returned to Lanwan Village in the second half of the day, and the villain who did not have a lunch break fell asleep directly in Han Shuxian's arms on the way back, and did not wake up until he got home.

After waking up from a beautiful sleep, Mo Ziyun began to teach the village children with full of energy. After today's class, it was rare that she didn't go back to her room to bury her head in reading and writing.

Han Chunlin, who came back from school, habitually came to Mo first

I will go back again when I get closer to the courtyard of the Mo family, and I saw Mo Ziyun idle in the yard, and shouted in surprise, "Sister Wanyun, why didn't you go to read?"

Hearing this, Song Nanzhi in the room couldn't wait to rush over and cover his mouth, but Mo Ziyun replied, "My business has been completed, you can rest more, and by the way, there will be more."

After Song Nanzhi heard this, the corners of his mouth immediately opened, but he still habitually said, "She is the busiest person in our family, busier than you, the one who is the master."

After hearing this, Mo Tingyu smiled stupidly and said, "Our Yun Yun is smart and capable, better than his master."

After Murong Qingyuan approached Mo Ziyun, "Have you finished writing the story?"

Mo Ziyun nodded, "After I finished writing, I sent it to Uncle Xie, and Uncle Xie said that it would be sold in the bookstore after it was printed, and all the money from the sale would belong to me."

Mo Ziyun didn't say much about printing, and only the two elders of the Mo family knew about printing, but even their knowledge was limited, and they only knew that the silver earned by the Xie family bookstore would be divided into 30% for their granddaughter, and they didn't understand anything else.

"Can you set a price?"

"It's set, there are two versions, a hardcover version, the price is set at five taels of silver a piece, and the ordinary version is temporarily set at twenty wen a piece."

If there is no wax paper printing and movable type printing, there will definitely not be the price of 20 wen a copy, it is precisely because of the existence of these two things, not only greatly reduce the cost of printing, but also improve the printing efficiency, the price will naturally drop.

The low price is naturally a bright spot that attracts people, which is also an important part of pushing the Moyun Bookstore to the first position, if the paper is cheaper, the price of 20 Wen can be reduced again, but unfortunately the paper is expensive.

Although I know the principle of papermaking, I can't say it now, so I have to keep it for the time being and make plans in a few days.

"Isn't twenty too cheap?" Murong Qingyuan directly skipped the hardcover version of five taels of silver, and only asked about the liteth version of twenty pieces of silver.

"Brother Qingyuan, don't you think that a book for five taels of silver is very expensive?" Mo Ziyun was puzzled by his focus, ordinary people, it should be said that poor people would be surprised that a book cost five taels of silver, but he felt that twenty wen was too cheap.

Murong Qingyuan analyzed: "Uncle Xie's five taels of silver must be sold for the rich, and the rich are definitely not afraid of being expensive."

All right! As far as you think, you will analyze! After he finished his analysis, Mo Ziyun also talked about the price of 20 wen, "There are only 20 stories, there is not much content, and the printing cost is not high, even if it is 20 wen, you can make money."

How much the printing cost, Murong Qingyuan didn't know, he only knew that Mo Ziyun frowned a little after saying that she could make money, and she had another income, which made Murong Qingyuan even more anxious.

No, I'll have to hurry.