Chapter Forty-Nine: Calming the Heart

"Oh, Mr. Adolf, this is my payment, will you continue to sell it tomorrow?"

"Your comic book is selling so well that in just one morning, five of my copies were sold out. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

"yes, before I even started playing, someone came to ask about the comic book, and a lot of people booked it with me. ā€

"Do you still have a second volume? Today, at least twenty or so people came to me to ask me about the second volume of "Jack the Great Sword Master", and I don't know how to answer them. ā€

"No, no, no, I think 250 copies a day is still too little, you don't know, now not only those rich nobles will buy it, but also many civilians, mercenaries and the like have come to me to pre-order, you just give me another 20 copies, I can sell them. ā€

"Oh, Mr. Matt, you're a genius to come up with such a great idea as a comic book. ā€

"Let's draw a little more, it is said that there are many people who have not bought it and are now buying it at a higher price, and it is said that the one outside is sold for more than 50 silver. ā€

"Yes, Mr. Matt, the price of the comic book I borrowed could have gone up a little more, and at 35 silver, it was still too cheap.

......

When I was about to get off work in the evening, as soon as I opened the door of the comic club, a group of people rushed up, arguing in the ears of Zhang Ang and Adolf.

They were the low-level musicians who helped sell the remaining 250 comics today, and they all brought back the money they owed on credit.

Clapped his hands vigorously to calm them down, Zhang Ang said, "Don't worry, everyone, line up first and pay the money one by one." ā€

After a while, seeing that everyone was quiet and began to pay the money in turn, Zhang Ang continued: "Now that the stock in the comic book club is gone, everyone is now stepping up to produce the second volume of "Great Sword Master Jack", and it is expected that it will continue to be sold in 5 to 6 days......"

Hearing Zhang Ang's words, the musicians below suddenly became noisy, with eagerness on their faces, and all kinds of pit words were spilled out without money.

Clapping his hands again to silence them, Zhang Ang continued: "Everyone knows that every comic book is hard-won, and it is painted by the hard work of a painter in the comic club, just like the 500 copies you sold in the past two days, which is the result of the work of more than 100 artists in our company for a week, not as much as everyone wants. ā€

After a pause, Zhang Ang continued: "But don't worry, our Vienna comic society has recently expanded its recruitment to recruit more artists! Some of them will continue to paint the first volume of the hot seller, and the other part will draw the second volume, and strive to increase the output within a week, reaching 1,000 copies, or even 2,000 copies, so that everyone can buy our comics! Of course, everyone will also help us promote it after we go back, and help our comic club recruit more artists!" Whether it's a person from Art Street or somewhere else, as long as he has qualified painting skills, we will accept it, regardless of the number of people, and there is no upper limit! You can go back and tell them, I promise, that the daily salary is at least 5 silver coins......"

After a period of explanation and publicity, Zhang Ang successfully appeased those low-level musicians and returned to the comic club.

After all, in just two days, the musicians outside earned 50 silver coins, and these painters who worked hard to paint only had 5 silver coins a day, and they only had 35 silver coins a Sunday, and they would definitely be dissatisfied in comparison.

Labor and management worked hard to draw for a week, but as a result, most of the money was earned by the gang of music-making shabi, how can this be endured?

Leaving Adolf to collect money outside, Zhang Ang gathered his painters and began to announce the benefits: "Everyone stop for a moment, I announce a good news." After two days of sales, all 500 copies of the first volume of "Great Sword Master Jack" have been sold. Of course, this achievement is inseparable from everyone's hard work these days. Everyone's efforts, Adolf and I also see the eye. I know that in the past two days, everyone has resentment in their hearts, and they are very unbalanced when they see that those people who make music earn more than themselves. I'll admit that it was a poor thought out and not well arranged. But it's not too late, and you can make up for it! I announce that we will give out a bonus tonight! 50 silver coins per person!"

Suddenly, the entire comic club was cheering, all kinds of long live chanting were one after another, the gloom on everyone's face was swept away, everyone's face was full of excitement, and many people were so excited that they didn't even realize that the paintbrush had dropped.

"Okay, let's not get too excited, let's finish the last round first, and then go to Adolf to get the money after work. Seeing that everyone was almost excited, Zhang Ang smiled and suppressed the warm atmosphere in the comic club.

Now the operation model of the comic club is very simple, draw 3 pages of comics a day, draw 20 rounds per 1 page, and remember 25 people per group, that is, the same page of comics can produce 500 copies a day, calculated according to 20 pages of comics, plus a simple front and back cover, exactly 500 copies can be produced in a week.

And Zhang Ang himself didn't expect that these 500 copies would sell so quickly, and this comic business would be so profitable.

500 comics, sold for 30 silver each, a total of 15,000 silver coins. The salary of the painters is only 5 silver coins a day, and 100 people are only 3,500 silver coins for seven days, even if you add the double salary of each team leader, overtime salary, and the consumption of various drawing paper, brushes, paints and other materials, it will not exceed 5,000 silver coins, so to speak, this week, Zhang Ang made a net profit of 10,000 silver, that is, 100 gold marks, and almost earned back the money he spent on buying a house for renovation.

Moreover, Zhang Ang also made a comparison of the purchasing power of this silver coin, according to the value of the grain bought, it is almost equivalent to 50 yuan in the previous world, and the purchasing power is still very high. Like the ordinary citizens of Vienna, the monthly salary is only 3,40 silver coins, and if you can get more than 50 silver coins, you can call it a well-off family. I didn't expect that Hill's purchasing power was still quite strong, and comic books worth a month's salary were bought when he said he was buying, and the demand was still in short supply.

Alas, in the end, the entertainment industry is still too scarce.

Of course, Zhang Ang did not set up this comic club to make money, but to expand his influence and launch a public opinion offensive, so he didn't care about it, and distributed half of the profits to those painters. After all, the profits in this are clear to the discerning people, and if the exploitation is too ruthless, if these low-level painters join forces and start a new stove, it will be more than worth the loss.

Anyway, Zhang Ang himself is not short of money, and he doesn't want to use this comic club to make money, even if he loses money, he doesn't care, he is naturally willing to pretend to be generous.

Of course, in order to meet their needs, it is necessary to quickly increase the number of people, and after selling all over Vienna, they will spread the comics throughout Austria with the help of restaurants that are now almost all over Austria.

However, it seems that someone just mentioned that there was a mercenary booking with him, could it be that someone found out about the benefits I had hidden in this comic?