Chapter 320

The person who came was about to kneel down with the book and 900 yuan, but was supported by the old shopkeeper.

"Don't kneel on me, thank the creator of this book if you want to thank her, if it weren't for her, how could there be such a cheap and good book?"

The old shopkeeper didn't want to do this.

"Thank you, thank you."

As one person bought one copy for one hundred papers, there was a second and a third ......

The 100 copies that had been moved to the bookstore were sold out quickly, and they went to move new ones.

"One person is only allowed to buy one book, you can read and write, and it has little effect," the old shopkeeper couldn't help frowning when he saw that there were also readers who came to buy it.

"I have a little nephew at home, who is only three years old, and this book just teaches him to read and write, and it can also be better enlightened."

The other party replied.

The old shopkeeper frowned, and although he was still a little unhappy, he did not object.

"If you want to buy it in the future, our bookstore can buy good paper to help print it, and the price will be more expensive at that time, and they will be able to take it home, and they will be more able to get it," the old shopkeeper felt that this kind of cheap book should be sold to those who need it.

As soon as the other party heard the same, he put the book down.

"Okay, this hundred texts and one volume, it's indeed a little too much to handle."

Three thousand books were published very quickly.

There are more than 3,000 people in the state city alone, and if there are no 50,000 or 60,000 people, it cannot be called the state capital city.

The people in the state capital bought all 3,000 copies, and those who came late to hear the news could not buy them.

The old shopkeeper was anxious, these people are the ones who really need this kind of book!

The old shopkeeper decided to go to Yunxi to say something.

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The Ling family——

Yunxi didn't expect the old shopkeeper to come in person, and was surprised.

"Three thousand copies were sold, and the people inside the city bought them, and those who came here were the people outside the city, and they were the ones who really needed these kinds of books! Look, can you think of a stamp? ”

The old shopkeeper directly stated his demands.

Yunxi listened, and his scalp was numb.

The amount of three thousand volumes, that is already what she boiled herself up and consumed Ling Heng's time in it, how can she get another three thousand volumes?

"If you want me to give you the carved mold, you can go and look for the horse pipe, right? Didn't I sell the technology to him? He should be ready now, and the manpower on his side should be better than mine," Yunxi said.

The old shopkeeper hesitated.

That kind of cheap ink was thought up by Yunxi himself, if you let the horse pipe come over there, does it mean that Yunxi has to remind the formula?

Wouldn't Yunxi suffer in that way?

If he put the old shopkeeper when he first met Yunxi, he would definitely not have imagined that he would think so much about an unrelated person, if someone told him, he would worry about the little girl next to him in the future, and he would laugh at the other party for being too idle and treat him as a fool.

"If it can benefit the people, I don't mind," Yunxi waved his hand.

She knew what the old shopkeeper was afraid of, about the production of ink, which was also studied by later generations, she just stood on the shoulders of giants to enjoy the coolness.

She couldn't keep things like that for herself.

The old shopkeeper was in a complicated mood and said, "I'll go back when I go." ”

The old shopkeeper probably went for more than half an hour, and then the old shopkeeper brought the horse pipe with him.

Yunxi: "......"

Now, she's going to entertain the two.

"Drink tea," Yunxi sighed.

Thinking of the place given to her by the horse pipe, but she didn't go to study, she was a little afraid to look at the horse pipe.

She had the awkwardness of a student stealing a class and meeting a teacher.

Ma Guan calmly picked up the tea and drank it, and couldn't help but glance at Yunxi again.

Yunxi's little heart was "pounding", and he was almost seen by this fluttering glance.

(End of chapter)