Although it shows that the trend of novels in Korea is prevalent, it is a bit bolder after all, and Yan Chengjin is not sure.

"Slowly!" Yan Kejuan stopped him, and said heartbrokenly: "Dad's original intention is to spread it to future generations. It is not a thing to make profits for booksellers. Booksellers are cunning and cunning, and they deceive others and take profits. Dad will not give it to you!"

If you don’t look for booksellers, do you still want to publish your own books?

My father was born as a scholar, and the class-consolidation of scholars, farmers, industry and commerce was quite serious.

Many scholars who have just passed the food and clothing line also look down on businessmen.

Letting you make money is not what you want to lose your family!

Yan Chengjin held the manuscript in his arms.

"Dad is confused, so you won't let more people see it. How can you remember the future generations? Besides, the writing should be evaluated by the world. If your father doesn't show it to others, how can you evaluate it?" Yan Chengjin said while shaking hard before he broke open Yan Kesong's hand.

"The world's evaluation? Yes... what will happen to the world's evaluation?" Yan Kesong murmured.

Yan Chengjin was not worried either: "Dad, you should go to court."

"Oh, I almost forgot about my father. I have to pay my share to Brother Jingming today."

Before leaving, Yan Kesong reminded: "Don't let the bookseller sell expensively. The poor people look down on them. Even if they don't take a piece of paper, just print the books."

Yan Chengjin is so obedient, sensible and filial, and of course his instructions to his father are...

Hypocritical.

Yan Chengjin went out in person and finally found out the largest Jinglun Bookstore in the capital. He was sent away without even seeing the shopkeeper.

Yan Chengjin's face turned dark in an instant, and he gave two cents of money and said, "I don't know that this book was written by my father in the court editor."

The waiter in the book shop said in a low voice: "I said it, but the shopkeeper tried to refuse, but he just refused to come."

All right……

The editor is indeed smaller than sesame in the territory of the capital.

Just now, someone came up to chat with him.

"Do you want to print books?" Wang Busui heard what he said just now.

Wang Busui smiled and said, "The owner of Jinglun Bookstore must have thought that the books written by the editor are historical books and classics, which are not like those stunning and beautiful brothels who wrote the romance and romance, and they are circulated in amazing ways, so he naturally doesn't want to come."

Yan Chengjin thinks it makes sense, and businessmen pay attention to profitability.

Even if there were woodblock printing in the Ming Dynasty, the speed was not very fast.

Once this is printed, the other books cannot be printed. Choose one of them. If Yan Chengjin chooses, he will also choose the romantic and romantic.

Yan Chengjin's eyes fell on the man, who looked like "I'm going to go bankrupt tomorrow". He had a sloppy dress and a little rich on his face.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wang Busui smiled and said, "I'm working as an employee, let's find a teahouse to talk slowly."

“Not talking.”

Suddenly, the man bowed to Yan Chengjin's feet and said, "The villain's bookstore has a bleak business and is about to go bankrupt. Then he dared to come over to Jinglun to see if there is any fish that missed the net." He also took the initiative.

Yan Chengjin recalled that being a cheap dad is a dead horse? You didn’t miss it, I thought so too...

The house manager who came with me was feeling uncomfortable at this moment, which was insulting the ink I polished last night.

He stood all night and grindled the ink so finely. At least half of the book was his own hard work. This dog was so insulting that he made a dog-like roar.

Yan Chengjin decided to give him a chance and found a teahouse to sit down.

"Is your bookstore hand-copied or movable type printing?"

The book merchant showed a little smugness: "It's a movable type seal. The villain's bookstore is called Lao Wang's study room. It's also a bookstore, right?"

Yan Chengjin nodded and started to negotiate the price, so he would not see any emotion: "One book sells for half a tael, eight or two, I'm eight or two, if you can, let my manager get the document."

Wang Busui almost choked to death.

The young master of a wealthy family dares to sell half a tael of silver for a book?

You should know that acre of land is only thirty taels of silver. Ordinary families have never seen silver. This is because they deliberately asked him to close the door.

Suddenly I regretted it a little, and even lost money if I failed the transaction.

The editor was an official after all, and Wang Busui dared not contradict him directly: "Young master, this book is too expensive, and I'm afraid I can't sell a few books. Can you let the villain read the book first?"

He planned to leave, but it was a bit rude to leave directly.

Wang Busui knows that scholars are very proud of their face.

Read the book and leave, and then calculate the etiquette.

If a business fails to be righteous, even the young master of the official family can't say much.

Yan Chengjin wanted to set the price higher, but he was afraid of being beaten to death by his father, so he set the price at half price, which sounds very cheap.

"This is a legend, you have to read it carefully and savor it."

Wang Busui suspected that he had taken the manuscript. After a moment, his expression became richer and his eyes were straightened. He said, "Can you sell it! The young master's book, even if it can be sold for one or two silver coins, someone will want it!"

"Young master has a half liang, how dare you add another half liang? How dare you slander my master's calligraphy so badly!" The house manager chuckled.

Wang Busui shivered and said, "Young Master, this book can really be sold for one tael of silver. Let's print it in two batches, buy the best paper in one batch, and sell it to the high-ranking officials and nobles in the capital, and buy the worst paper in another batch, and sell it to ordinary people. This high-ranking official is not short of one tael of silver!"

Sales are divided into groups, this person has a very business vision!

Do you still want the entire user portrait?

In fact, Yan Chengjin also thought so.

The Matthew effect in the capital of the Ming Dynasty was serious. Most gentry with silver were, and buying a pastime for one tael of silver was not worth mentioning for wealthy families.

Wang Busui put the manuscript into his pocket and immediately wrote a proof of writing. Seeing Yan Chengjin signing the proof of writing, he secretly felt that there was hope for his bookstore that was about to go bankrupt!

"As the young master said, the villain only has a small request, you... can't find another bookstore."

Yan Chengjin said seriously: "I said I would give it to you only, and I will give it to you only, so you must not spread it out!"

A few days later, Yan's mansion was as calm as usual.

However, the capital was already in a hot topic. In the boudoir courtyard, many ladies from wealthy families were obsessed with reading a book called Dream Tower.

Teahouses, taverns, inns and some romantic places are all about this book. Many scholars criticized the people who wrote this book as vulgar and shallow, but read it with relish.

The eleventh year of Hongzhi was the year when Hongzhi revived and the most people had some money in their hands.

As the saying goes, if you have enough food and food, you will naturally want to have some other fun when you eat and drink.

I have long been tired of listening to operas, and novels are emerging at this time, just in line with the current needs.

The house manager who went out to buy it couldn't help but jogging back: "Master, the book has been printed!"

"Take it here and let me take a look." Yan Chengjin took the book.

The relationship between the pulp is not fine and it is very rough, so it should be the poverty version that Wang Busui mentioned.

"Show it to my father first!" Yan Kesong smiled happily, and then looked at the house manager nervously: "Now... what is the evaluation of the capital?"
Chapter completed!