At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.
Shen Qingci ignored Qin Feng and quickly tidied up his slightly messy hair, pretending that nothing happened.
Lin Quqi also breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this farce was finally over.
The four young masters I met today are relatively well-known in Kyoto.
There are even good people who are called "Chen, Li, Zhao and Wang" as the four great talents.
These four people often come in and out of Qingya Pavilion, and have long been familiar with Shen Qingci, and they started chatting enthusiastically when they met.
Finding that Qin Feng was there, the young master named Chen couldn't help but be surprised and chuckled: "Isn't this Master Qin? I heard that you have enclosed a piece of land outside the city? Are you starting to study some big business again?"
Although Qin Feng didn't know any of the four great talents at all, since it was related to the bookstore's business, he was full of smiles: "Everywhere, the family can hardly open the pot."
As soon as these words came out, the four great talents all burst into laughter.
Mr. Li shook his head and sighed: "Master Qin is really good at joking. Who in the whole capital doesn't know how good you are at making money? If you couldn't even open the pot, wouldn't we have starved to death long ago? Haha, Master Qin He is a busy man, so let’s get straight to the point. I heard that Master Qin plans to sell books, but I don’t know what books he is selling? "
When he said this, Mr. Li's eyes clearly showed a bit of disdain.
After all, the Jingzhong Bookstore is quite big. The books it sells are similar, and the profit from one book is quite considerable. However, the customer base is very limited, and the competition is fierce. The bookstore business is actually not easy to make a living.
If he just sells some books that can be found everywhere, Qin Feng will definitely hit the wall this time!
Qin Feng naturally saw the disdain of the other party, so he didn't hesitate and took out four sample books, handed them to the four people respectively, and said with a smile: "Please take a look at the four young masters."
For the convenience of printing, most books are blue-covered and black-printed.
But the book Qin Feng took out had two portraits of a man and a woman painted on the cover.
not only that!
The three words "Ming Yue Zhuan" have also been modified, and the fonts look extremely delicate.
Even the hemp rope used to bind the books has been specially processed.
Judging from the book cover alone, this book is already unprecedented.
The eyes of the four talented men who had looked disdainful just now suddenly lit up.
After opening the pages of the book and starting to read the contents, the four talented men sat down at the desk and read attentively without saying a word.
It wasn't until an hour later, after reading the entire book, that Mr. Li breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had drank a fine wine in one breath.
When your eyes fall on the book page.
Author: Qin Feng.
Transcriber: Lin Quqi.
Mr. Li's eyes when he looked at Qin Feng had already undergone earth-shaking changes, from disdain to surprise, and finally to admiration: "I have read countless novels, and I have read all the novels that can be named in Beijing. But there is no one." No novel can compare with this "Ming Yue Biography"! The diction is gorgeous, the writing style is unrestrained, and the emotions are delicate. It is truly a rare masterpiece."
At this time, Mr. Chen also put down "The Legend of the Bright Moon", folded his hands on his knees, and remained silent for a long time. Finally, he slowly raised his head and looked at Qin Feng, and said word by word: "Where is the lower part?"
Mr. Zhao immediately echoed: "Master Qin, you are too unkind. How can you only write half of a book? You are clearly deliberately trying to titillate!"
Prince Wang held the book in his hands and never put it down. Although he was amazed by the unique writing style, he was thinking about more practical things: "Books in the world are all famous for their artistic conception. No one has ever deliberately decorated the writing, otherwise It is inevitable that it is superficial. But this book takes a different approach and insists on decorating the writing so beautifully, and the stories in it are even more fascinating. I wonder how much a copy of this book will cost?"
As soon as money was mentioned, Qin Feng became interested. He pretended to be heroic, but in fact he was making calculations in his heart: "The four young masters are all celebrities in the capital, and it is vulgar to talk about money. These four books should be given as gifts." Four. As for the price of this book, since Brother Wang has asked about it, it’s better to be cryptic."
"There are two grades of "The Legend of the Bright Moon". The first grade is the hardcover edition, which is the one in the hands of the four young masters. Each copy is priced at fifty taels of silver. The second grade is the ordinary edition, priced at fifty taels of silver."
These days, books themselves are a kind of luxury product.
Poor scholars always value books more than anything else, because it is very difficult for ordinary people to buy a book.
Taking the Four Books and Five Classics as an example, each volume is priced at 300 texts.
Some books written by famous writers often cost more than one tael of silver.
The ordinary version of the novel copied by Qin Feng costs five taels of silver. It seems that he is crazy about money, but in fact it is the result of careful consideration after inspecting the market.
After all, poor scholars won't buy them at all. If you have the spare money, you might as well buy more practical books.
From the beginning, Qin Feng's audience was the 'idle people' who had some money.
As expected by Qin Feng, the four talented men had no objections to Qin Feng's pricing. On the contrary, they were very interested in the hardcover version in their hands.
After all, this kind of book is too rare.
Mr. Li shook his head, and behaved even though he got an advantage: "As the saying goes, no reward will be given without merit. How can such a good book be given for free?"
hey-hey! This is what I've been waiting for!
Qin Feng quickly borrowed the donkey from Poxia and said with a smile: "If the four of you feel sorry, you can spread the word to your relatives and friends."
Naturally, the four of them would not refuse this kind of effort.
Seeing that the four people agreed, Qin Feng simply took out another twenty hardcover editions and distributed them to the four people, asking them to take them back and give them away as they pleased.
Seeing the four great talents leaving happily, Shen Qingci frowned slightly and said angrily: "You prodigal son! This hardcover version of "The Legend of the Moon" is priced at fifty taels, and twenty copies are two thousand taels. With this spare money, It’s better to supplement the family income!”
Shen Qingci is not good at business and can't understand Qin Feng's intentions. It's not her fault.
Qin Feng directly picked up a hardcover version of "The Legend of the Moon" and tore it into pieces without any hesitation.
Not to mention Shen Qingci, even Lin Quqi was shocked.
Lin Quqi grabbed Qin Feng and said in shock: "Are you crazy? Fifty taels of silver were ruined like this?!"
Seeing Shen Qingci copying the ruler again, in order to avoid being beaten, Qin Feng did not hesitate and explained quickly: "What fifty taels? Isn't it just a few pieces of paper? The work and materials are only worth two at most. Ten cents. This book is worthless before it is sold! Only after it is sold, it is worth fifty taels. So in order to build a reputation in the early stage, it doesn’t matter if you give away dozens of copies, even hundreds of copies.”
Shen Qingci and Lin Quqi suddenly realized that their faces turned red. At least in terms of business acumen, they were ashamed of themselves.
However, in order to maximize the benefits, Qin Feng still gave a few words: "You can give away the regular version, but it is best not to give away the hardcover version. As the saying goes, rare things are more valuable. If this hardcover version is also ruined, it is not worth it. Fifty taels of silver."
"correct!"
Qin Feng suddenly remembered something, grabbed Shen Qingci's slender fingers, and said with a flattering face: "Sister, why don't you just be my salesperson from now on?"
