Chapter Eighty-Three: The Big Sell
Zhao Bang asked the printing house to print a thousand copies of the West Chamber Records overnight, and before dawn, he set up a wooden board at the door of Songzhuzhai. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The wooden board reads 'Resurrection of the Soul Author Ten Paintings of the New Book, The Story of the West Chamber', looking at these words, Zhao Bangqian's heart swelled with blood, he knew that his life was about to change.
Wang Jie got up early, and she was going to go to the Fuhai Chamber of Commerce to order a sword. The Fuhai Chamber of Commerce auctioned Bei Yixian's Tianyi Sword, which caused a whirlwind in Jiulu City, that Tianyi Sword was so outstanding and extremely sharp that even the king of Cang'er Kingdom summoned Yang Wu, who had purchased the Tianyi Sword, several times.
Now, there are many people who want to order a long sword from Bei Yixian through the Fuhai Chamber of Commerce, and Wang Jie is one of them. She believed that with her relationship with Wei Dragonfly, she would definitely be able to order the sword.
Riding a horse, looking at Songzhu Zhai from afar, Wang Jie remembered the book she had read about the soul rejuvenation, and suddenly on a whim, Wang Jie rode to Songzhu Zhai, she wanted to see if the ten painting students had a new book.
"The new book of the author of the Soul Resurrection Ten Paintings, the West Chamber?" Looking at the wooden board at the entrance of Songzhu Zhai, Wang Jie was excited, the Ten Paintings really came out with a new book!
"Boss, boss, where is the West Chamber?" Wang Jie rushed into Songzhuzhai and shouted loudly at the same time.
Zhao Bangqian saw Wang Jie rushing in and asked about the book of the West Chamber, and he was overjoyed, and he was about to answer, but Wang Jie had already walked to a bookshelf and picked up the book of the West Chamber.
Because Zhao Bangqian believed that Baishi's West Chamber would definitely sell well, the entire Songzhuzhai bookshelf was full of West Chambers, and even the Soul Restoration Story was taken off the shelves.
"May a lover eventually become a family. ”
The title page of the book of the West Chamber is written in cursive with this sentence, the font is handsome and elegant, looking at this sentence, Wang Jie's heart moved, this sentence deeply touched her.
"Boss, how much is this book?" Wang Jie held the book of the West Chamber tightly and asked Zhao Bangqian.
"This young lady, this book sells for a hundred wen. Zhao Bang said with a smile.
Wang Jie happily took out the money, then took the book of the West Chamber, and went home, completely forgetting that she was going to the Fuhai Chamber of Commerce to order a sword.
Jiulu City Palace.
Princess Cangxuan stood by the window, looking at the direction of the Eight Hundred Mountains.
Since returning from Tianxiazhai, she has been grounded by King Canghaisheng and cannot leave the palace an inch. However, King Cang Haisheng still allowed her to follow the team to the ruins of the era, and set off tomorrow, maybe in the ruins, she could see Baishi again.
"Princess~"
Just when Princess Cangxuan was in a low mood, a maid came over with a book.
"Princess, this is a book I bought when I went out of the palace to buy today, I looked pretty good, so I brought it to you, princess, and relieved the princess's boredom. The maid said and handed the book of the West Chamber in her hand to Princess Cangxuan.
"The Legend of the West Chamber?"
Looking at the title of the book, Princess Cangxuan was a little puzzled, and she couldn't tell what kind of story this was going to be from the title.
"May a lover eventually become a family. ”
Turning the title page, this sentence came into the eyes of Princess Cangxuan, and for a long time, Princess Cangxuan looked at this sentence like this, and did not turn the next page.
After a long time, Princess Cangxuan sighed, her expression returned to normal, and she began to read the West Chamber.
"This trip was not official, and he came back quickly. ”
read that Cui Yingying sent Zhang Sheng to take the exam, and said this sentence, it really only cares about love, and has nothing to do with fame. Princess Cangxuan was envious, how difficult it was to have a love that she didn't care about.
Born in the emperor's family, he was never free.
After reading the West Chamber in one breath, although at the end of the story, Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying finally came together, which was a happy ending, but Princess Cangxuan couldn't be happy.
Can you have such a love?
In her sadness, Princess Cangxuan turned the page back to the title page and stared at the sentence 'lovers will eventually become married'.
Shochikusai.
"Two books are two hundred texts, thank you for your patronage. Taking two hundred dollars from the hands of the two little girls, Zhao Bangqian said with a smile.
Today's business is good, many people look at the name of the ten painters, and come in to inquire about the purchase, it seems that the book of the soul has laid some of the reader base of the ten painters.
And what puzzled Zhao Bangqian was that some people who hadn't read the Soul Resurrection Record, passing by Songzhu Zhai and seeing the wooden plank publicity, also came in to buy it.
Zhang Hu left the inn and went to Songzhu Zhai, today is the day when the West Chamber Ji goes on sale, and he is a little apprehensive. He knew that Baishi wrote this book to relieve the financial pressure of the cottage, so whether the book can sell well is related to the development of the cottage.
"Hurry home, I can't wait to read this book of the West Chamber. ”
As soon as I walked to the street, two women walked up, holding a book in the West Chamber. Hearing what the woman said again, Zhang Hu was overjoyed.
Walking quickly to Songzhuzhai, I found that this place was not as desolate as yesterday, and there was an endless stream of customers coming.
"Boss, I see that you don't have ten paintings written on the wooden board, and you have also written a book about the resurrection of the soul, why are the bookshelves here all the West Chamber. A young man who had just bought the West Chamber asked Zhao Bangqian with some dissatisfaction.
The young man glanced at the West Chamber after a few glances, and knew that this book was what he wanted to read, and he thought that the author's previous book should be similar in style, so he asked Zhao Bangqian.
"It's out of stock, that book is out of stock, and it won't be printed until the afternoon, why don't you come back in the afternoon?" Zhao Bangqian said cautiously, he didn't know that this was the first person to ask about the book of Soul Resurrection, so he could only hurry up to the printing house to reprint it.
Zhao Bangqian didn't expect that the big sale of the West Chamber Ji made the Soul Resurrection Ji also come to life.
"I'll come back tomorrow. The young man said, happily taking the West Chamber and leaving.
Zhao Bangqian saw Zhang Hu coming, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, "Brother Zhang, are you here?"
"Hello Boss Zhao, it seems that the sales are good. Zhang Hu said.
When Zhao Bangqian heard this, a bright smile appeared on his face, "It's a big sale!"
said the word big sell sonorously, Zhao Bangqian felt that his whole person was different. Standing up from the lowest point in life, this feeling is indescribably hot-blooded.
He now really wants to meet the fat woman who abandoned him, and the owner of Zhuxiang Pavilion who mocked him, so that they could know that with me Zhao Bangqian, Songzhu Zhai would stand!
"Brother Zhang, I think I have a chance, and I will personally go to the door to thank your young master. Zhao Bangqian said to Zhang Hu sincerely.
If there is no Baishi, then he Zhao Bangqian has sold Songzhu Zhai now, bid farewell to the bustling Jiulu City, return to his hometown, and then spend the rest of his life in a mess, where will he be so high-spirited now!
"It's easy to say, the more you sell the West Chamber, the happier my young master will be when he sees you. Zhang Hu said.
"Haha~"
As soon as Zhang Hu finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Bangqian and laughed, just like a reunion of an old friend who had been separated for many years.