Chapter 317: Something Meaningful (Ten Changes)

Chapter 317

Ling Heng helped with the printing, and within one day, the two joined forces to print 3,000 copies.

The main reason is that the number of pages in the book is small, Ling Heng has taken all the physical work away, and she also breathes a long sigh of relief.

The next day, the sky was bright—

Ling Heng and Li Xian were about to go back to Houcheng Academy to study.

Yun Xi yawned against the yawn and got up in saline.

"You should continue to sleep," Ling Heng frowned.

"Well, when you leave, I'll lie down and sleep for a while."

Yesterday, in order to catch up with the progress while Ling Heng was still there, he stayed up until zero before falling asleep, and the sky was bright in the morning, that is, he got up at four o'clock, and he slept for less than four hours, and he was indeed a little sleepy.

"Don't continue printing, wait for me to come back in three days, I'll print with you, and we'll print three thousand copies at a time," Ling Heng couldn't hold back, and said more with a cold face before leaving.

Yunxi was stunned, she received the care of her companions, and it seemed that it was not bad.

***

Xianyun Bookstore, in the study in the backyard -

Yunxi couldn't move all the 3,000 books by himself, so he only moved 50 volumes.

The old shopkeeper picked up the book and flipped through it, and immediately found that the ink was wrong.

"It's not ink, it's paint, it's mainly to save costs," Yunxi said.

The old shopkeeper couldn't help but put the book in front of his nose and sniffed it, choking on the resin smell coming from the book, and hurriedly moved it away.

"And resin?"

"Increase stickiness," Yunxi replied calmly, too.

"How much does it cost?" The old shopkeeper frowned, He really didn't like the smell, but soon, he was only surprised.

"I printed a total of 3,000 copies, minus a small part of the labor cost that I think can be counted, the cost is only eighty wen per volume," Yunxi mentioned this, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"Of the eighty texts, sixty-five of the costs are on paper."

The old shopkeeper's eyes widened, and his jaw almost dropped: "You say...... How much is this book? ”

He suspected that he had put his ear behind it.

"Eighty Wen."

The old shopkeeper's hand holding the book was shaking, and he didn't dislike the smell of resin anymore, nor did he dislike the unpleasant smell of black dyed paint.

"The main thing is that resin is expensive, and a book is about ten cents of resin cost," Yunxi said.

The old shopkeeper was so shocked that his heart trembled violently, and his whole body trembled exaggeratedly.

"You see, how about we sell this book for a hundred wen a copy?" Yunxi's eyes lit up.

One hundred texts and one volume, ordinary people squeeze it from their fingers, it should be able to squeeze it out, right?

"Coupled with the part of the cost you didn't calculate, the real cost of this book is one hundred wen per volume, right?" The old shopkeeper's excited voice was dumb!

Yunxi is noncommittal.

But even so, one hundred texts per volume is very cheap!

"Don't get excited, I bought this paper at the cheapest," Yunxi reminded.

You can't make a formal book use such cheap paper, right?

Although this kind of paper is thick, it is very rough and does not absorb water, and it is easy to dissolve when a little ink is dotted, making the characters become a mess, but this problem does not exist in front of the color mixed with black pigment and resin.

"We sell one hundred and twenty wen for this book, and the cost of one hundred wen cannot be less, and twenty wen is used for you and Xianyun Bookstore respectively, after all, we are busy and all have to make a living, and we only earn twenty wen for a book, which is already very little," the old shopkeeper immediately made a decision.

"Otherwise, you can give me a book for five wen, sell one hundred wen a book, you take ten wen, and I will take the cost plus the commission for a total of eighty-five wen," Yunxi's eyes lit up, she valued the meaning of this book more than this commission!

And her next words also shocked the old shopkeeper speechless.

She said......

(End of chapter)