Shen Liang secretly exclaimed, he didn't expect this woman's eyes to be so poisonous.

However, he would not admit it, shook his head and said, "We will consider this matter, but isn't Shopkeeper Mu worried that the book will not be sold?" ”

The shopkeeper Mu said: "It's not a secret, "Journey to the West" is the best novel I've read over the years, little brother, you are really talented, if I can be born ten or eight years late, I will definitely chase you." ”

"It's not too late to chase after you." Shen Liang said shamelessly.

Shopkeeper Mu looked at Shen Liang's scoundrel appearance, and sneered, "At my age, you can be your mother, in short, you only need to print more books, as for whether you can sell them, it depends on your own ability." ”

The woman got up and walked to the door, suddenly turned her head, and winked at Shen Liang: "My name is Mu Wanhe, you remember." ”

"Mu Wanhe, what a beautiful name." Shen Liang's eyes chased the woman's back and disappeared at the door.

The attacker walked in, saw Shen Liang's stunned appearance, and poked his finger at the door of his head: "Still watching?" It's all gone. ”

Shen Liang smiled: "I'm not looking at her, I'm thinking about things." ”

"What's the matter, thinking so much?"

Shen Liang turned to Jia Yun and said, "Can the printing craftsman find it?" What Mu Wanhe said just now makes sense, we are still too conservative, we must increase production as soon as possible and seize the market. ”

There is a way to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

You have to take advantage of this wave of popularity and sell as many books as possible.

Otherwise, once the limelight passes, it will be difficult to set off a frenzy of book sales as it is today.

Jia Yun pondered for a while and said: "I'm afraid it's not easy, this book printing is not to build a house, first of all, the printing craftsman must be literate, and secondly, he must have read the book and understand the arrangement of movable type, and the most difficult thing is to master the heat when printing paper." ”

Nowadays, printing is purely manual, and the skills of printing are passed on to men and women, and children are not passed on, and many times it is a family inheritance.

If Lao Mo hadn't given birth to a male baby, he wouldn't have recruited the Gao brothers as apprentices.

The Gao brothers will send Lao Mo to the end of their old age in the future.

Shen Liang asked: "Isn't there a mechanism that allows Lao Mo to teach his skills and allow more printing craftsmen to participate in production?" ”

Jia Yun and the others looked at him with surprised eyes: "Second master, this is people's ability to eat, even if it is the grandfather of the country, he can't force the craftsman to announce the heirloom skills." ”

"This is the rule set by the Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

Rules, rules, rules to go TM!

Shen Liang scratched his head and said, "You go and call Lao Mo over." ”

After a while, Lao Mo, whose face was flushed, was called over.

Shen Liang beckoned to Hua Zifang and took a silver ticket: "Old Mo, it's been hard for the past few days, this is for you." ”

Lao Mo said embarrassedly: "It's not hard, it's not hard, it's all a villain's business." ”

Having said that, the movements in his hands were not slow, he wiped his hands on the apron, and hurriedly took the silver ticket, and when he saw the amount of the silver ticket clearly, his eyes suddenly widened: "Hey, I can't do it, I can't do it, it's too much, Gongzi take it back." ”

Like receiving a hot potato, Lao Mo put the silver ticket back on the table.

It was a silver ticket with a face value of 50 taels, and there was a red seal of the money bank on it.

Shen Liang's face was pale, and he said: "This is what you deserve, take the silver ticket, if you think it is too much, you will share some of it with your two apprentices, it is up to you to decide." ”

Hua Zifang also persuaded: "Old Mo, the second master will take it if you ask you, the second master is not comparable to your previous shopkeeper, follow the second master, you will be ready to eat and drink spicy food in the future." ”

Lao Mo was frightened and put the silver ticket into his arms, as if he had kicked an explosive bag.

Shen Liang had a kind attitude and asked Lao Mo how many people there were in his family and whether his parents were healthy.

Lao Mo knelt down for Shen Liang at once, and the old tears were rampant: "Son, you better take it back, Lao Mo has anything wrong with you, don't dismiss the villain, the villain has an eighty-year-old Gao Tang, and a seven- or eight-year-old doll below, and the family is supported by the villain's salary, if there is no work, the villain can only go to ask for food." ”

Shen Liang was stunned for a moment, and then understood.

Lao Mo would be wrong, thinking that he was going to dismiss him, so he paid him a large sum of silver in advance.

Shen Liang couldn't cry or laugh, and explained a few words, Lao Mo heard that he was not going to fire himself, so he stood up again and touched his tears.

"Lao Mo, I have an idea, I will give you one percent of the shares of this bookstore, and your monthly routine will be issued in the future, but every year you will be given dividends according to the profits of the bookstore.

In other words, the higher the profit of the bookstore, the more money you can get, even if you are old and frail in the future, you can still receive dividends every year, what do you think? ”

Lao Mo's mind was dizzy, and he couldn't understand how much shit he stepped on today, and good things came one after another.

He pinched his thighs hard, "Hiss-" Tears of pain are falling, not a dream!

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, craftsmen like Lao Mo were craftsmen for generations and could not be changed, so they were naturally despised.

In the so-called Shinong industry and commerce, craftsmen are only ranked in front of merchants, but in fact, the status of craftsmen has been mixed with the peasants to the lowest level of society.

The people of the Great Zhou Dynasty only sharpened their heads to go to scholars and merchants, and they did not see a few people who were willing to be farmers and craftsmen.

The best way out for craftsmen is to find a benevolent master, sell their craft, and earn some hard-earned money.

In fact, the majority of the money was earned by the merchants, and the craftsmen could only say that they had just eaten and dressed.

Like Shen Liang, who takes the initiative to give dividends to his subordinates, not to mention that it is rare in ancient and modern times, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is one in a million.

Lao Mo trembled, and wanted to kneel down for Shen Liang again.

Shen Liang didn't care about him, let Lao Mo tremble, and kowtowed to himself respectfully.

How can he be regarded as his food and clothing parents, he can afford this ceremony.

In his previous life, if the boss of the company could give him dividends, Shen Liang was willing to kowtow to the boss every day, and he could kowtow until the boss went bankrupt!

Not to mention anything else, at this moment, outside Shenjing City, tens of thousands of refugees are displaced, and the heads of people who can be beaten into dogs for a bite to eat.

"Lao Mo, I can give you the money, but I also have one condition."

Shen Liang's voice was very soft, but when it fell on Lao Mo's ears, it was like a flood of bells, deafening.

He asked in a trembling voice, "Son, please speak." ”

Shen Liang stretched out his hand and pointed to the door, only to see a few half-sized children standing at the door, one of whom was Zhu Chenggong.

"I want you to teach them the art of printing, and as long as these children learn the technology, for the first three years of their work, I will allow you to take a tenth of their monthly money, what do you think?"

Hearing that he was going to teach the technique himself, Lao Mo's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone and he couldn't breathe.

But Shen Liang gave too much, and his poor rule of passing on inside and not outside was self-defeating, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, just do what the prince said!" ”

Does Lao Mo want to teach skills?

No, this is his ability to make a living, and it is a skill that has been passed down from generation to generation in his Mo family, and he once made a poisonous oath in front of the tablet of the ancestors of the Mo family.

Does Lao Mo have the right to say no?

No, as long as he dares to say half a word, Shen Liang will immediately expel him, and then replace him with an obedient one.