Chapter 2072: Plan

After laying the groundwork for "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the book "The Wrong Sedan Marrying Married Couple" soon became popular, and most of the purchasers of this book were the daughter-in-law of a lady or the wife of a wife Wait.
Fifteen bookstores sold more than 700 books on the first day.
Sales on the second day were even more frightening, reaching more than 1,200 copies.
Liyang waiting house.
Li Yanghou was named Hou Wenchang, who was the eldest son of the emperor, also known as the state puppet.
Hou Wenchang took the tea and drank, and asked the housekeeper Gongli below: "Is everything clear? Who is the owner behind those fifteen bookstores?"
Song Yan's plagiarized book is hot, not only the pirates are thinking about it, but some powerful people are also thinking about it. After all, the tens of thousands of silver in a month are accounted for. This kind of temptation can't bear it.
And Liyang Hou Hou Wenchang is one of the elites who want to win the Song Ji bookstore idea.
However, instead of rushing to find him, he ordered someone to investigate in secret, intending to find out the details of Song Yan and then start.
The steward said, "Hou Ye, the younger inquired that the owner of the fifteen bookstores was Song Yan. This person is a freshman, and this person is also a disciple of Cai Zixiao!"
The sales of those three books also boosted the sales of other books in the bookstore. The original bookstore had a monthly income of more than ten dollars, but now, excluding the three books a month, the net profit has also reached 50. Two more.
Fifteen bookstores have a profit of 7,800 in January, and a profit of 12,000 a year.
It's no wonder that the wealthy will be jealous of the profits of bookstores.
"Actually Cai Zixiao's disciple!"
Hou Wenchang's brows frowned slightly, and he felt that things were a bit difficult to handle. Don't look at him as a Houye and also as a dynasty, but those civil servants may not put him in his eyes and see if he is not pleasing to the eye. It's not unusual.
Therefore, there is no need, he is unwilling to offend those civilian officials, especially Cai Zixiao is Wen Zong, and has a great influence in the DPRK.
But giving up on this, he was reluctant to reach a profit of hundreds of thousands of silver in that year.
The housekeeper also knew the power of the civil servants, and his eyes turned around. He suggested, "Hou Ye, the younger also inquired. Song Ye only has a bookstore in Beijing. There are no bookstores in the counties and counties nearby, but we in Houfu There are many industries. In fact, the business of the fifteen bookstores is so good. They are all three books. As long as Houye takes books from Song Song, our Hou government will then bookstores in the surrounding counties and counties. Win, and then order the local government to crack down on piracy and seize piracy. We can also make a lot of money. If it doesn't work, we can directly produce pirated books! "
In Beijing, the civilian officials do not take Li Yanghou as their eyes, but in the local area, few officials dare to refute his face, so this method really works.
"In this way, you take Ben Hou's post to Hou House for a banquet!" Although Hou Wenchang had planned the housekeeper's opinion, but the heart was not enough to swallow the elephant, he still wanted to eat the bookstore in Beijing.
After serving Hou Wenchang for so many years, how the housekeeper didn't know his thoughts, he could not help but sigh softly, he was very worried that his own Houye mutton had not been eaten, but caused a commotion.
the other side.
Song Ying received the booksellers from the surrounding counties and went to Tai College.
He didn't expect that the booksellers in the counties and counties around him had such a good nose. They came to the door the next day after the new book appeared, perhaps they tasted the sweetness. These booksellers actually took 5,000 new books directly from him. He also took away two thousand old books.
The main reason is that although the contents of pirated books are the same, the layout is not good, and the illustrations are relatively vague. Unlike genuine books, the illustrations are colored and clear and lifelike.
The average poor is willing to save money on pirated books, but those who are a little bit more willing to buy genuine books.
Although it is a bit slow to sell, it is not worrying to sell out.
"Hi Song Gong, the old slave is the steward of the Puyang Waiting House. This is an invitation from my family Hou Ye. I hope you can go to the house for a banquet!"
As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, an old man greeted him, quite politely, and he was followed by two warriors, but he was not strong enough, and at best reached the level of martial arts.
"Liyanghou?"
After staying in the capital for several months, Song Yun naturally knew who the Puyang Hou was. When the emperor's eldest son, Hou Wenchang, was said to be insatiable, he was also very lascivious, and he only reached seventeen gates.
"He's looking for himself to dinner? What's the purpose?"
Instantly, he thought of his tossing bookstore.
However, he had expected this to happen long ago, so he was not in a hurry, not to mention that he was a jealous prince, not even the emperor, and he was afraid that a casual Houye could not succeed.
So he took the post and said, "Hou steward, wait a moment, and go down all over!"
"Song Song, please!"
Soon after, Song Ye changed into a milky gown, and then boarded to pick him up.
Half an hour.
The carriage arrived at Hou House.
Then he stopped in front of a hall, and the voice of Hou butler came from outside: "Song son Song, here, please get off!"
"it is good!"
Song Ying got out of the car in response.
Then he entered the hall under the guidance of Hou butler.
There are two eye-catching girls in the hall waiting.
"Song Gongzi wait a moment, the old slave will inform Houye now!"
"Butler, please!"
Song Yilai waved his hands in disapproval, and looked at the layout of this hall with a relaxed look. The whole seemed quite luxurious, showing a breath of upstarts.
It is said that Hou Wenchang was a pig killer before he became a state coward, and had a career with his father-in-law.
Time passed slowly.
When Song Yan waited impatiently, Hou Wenchang finally appeared.
Looking at Hou Wenchang who walked in with a group of people, with a slightly proud look, Song Ye had a direct look of a monkey.
"You are Song Yan Song Ziyu?"
Hou Wenchang asked awkwardly, seated in the main seat.
"I've seen Houye!"
Song Xuan did not treat him politely, and clenched his fists like a perfunctory.
Seeing Song Ye not keeping him in his eyes, Hou Wenchang was furious. He patted him on the table and yelled, "Song Ziyu met Ben Hou, why don't you bow down and salute!"
"Oh!"
Song Yong couldn't help laughing, and the Hou steward who followed him was also speechless.
"Dash, you dare to joke Ben Ho, come here, get me!" Hou Wenchang growled angrily.
"Houye and slow!"
Shouted the housekeeper.
At that moment, Song Zheng's voice sounded: "The state has rules, and a well-known scholar has no need to bow down except Tianzi. Does Hou think you are bigger than Tianzi, if you can admit this, How hard it is to kneel down and worship you! "
Hou Wenchang's face turned red when he heard Song Yan's words. He patronized prestige, wanted to suppress the scholar with momentum, and then proposed the bookstore incident, so that the other party had no room for refusal.
However, he did not think that even a well-known scholar could meet him without kneeling.
"I heard Lord Hou had been a pig hog killer before?"
Song Yan said again.
Hearing the words of the pig killer, Hou Wenchang's face suddenly became dark, and there was a thicker murderous power in his eyes. He hated the fact that someone used to be a pig killer to talk about things.
"Song Yan, you really don't dare to kill you?"
Song Zheng replied: "Don't misunderstand Hou Ye, I don't mean to humiliate you, because my father-in-law is also a pig killer. Knowing that Hou Ye has been a pig killer before, it is kind."
After hearing that, Hou Wenchang was stunned, and he couldn't get up and down in one breath, let alone how uncomfortable he was.
Seeing this, Song Zheng smiled slightly: "Hou Ye, please come down, it is nothing more than the idea of ​​those bookstores. I am right, Hou Ye?"
"Nonsense, how could Ben Hou hit your bookstore idea!" Hou Wenchang sighed.
"Isn't it? That's a misunderstanding. I wanted to invite Hou Ye to participate in the shares. Since Hou Ye isn't interested, it's fine!" Song Yan said with a smile.
Suddenly, Hou Wenchang's face turned into a purple sauce.
Song Yan did not seem to see Hou Wenchang's face, and said to himself: "In fact, although the bookstore has a profit of tens of thousands of silver in January, in the following, it is only a small profit!"
Hundreds of tens of thousands a month, hundreds of thousands of a month's profit was actually a small profit, Hou Wenchang's eyes could not help but stare out.
Song Yan looked around and said, "Hou Ye, I have a big business and want to cooperate with you. I wonder if you are interested?"
"You all go down first!"
This time, Hou Wenchang reacted, waved to the others, and then said to the housekeeper: "Butler, Song Gongzi's tea is cold, don't give Song Gongzi a cup of tea!"
"No need, I like herbal tea next time!"
Song Yan waved his hand.
During the conversation, Song Yong took out eight exquisitely shaped glasses and put them on the table. He smiled and asked, "Houye, how about this wine glass?"
Seeing these wine glasses, Hou Wenchang's eyes couldn't be moved. He grabbed a compliment while watching and said, "Baby, it's just a baby!"
Immediately, he looked at Song Yi and said, "Song son Song, are these wine glasses your gift to Ben Hou?"
Hearing that Song Ye rolled his eyes, this Poyang Hou is really a superb, crying and laughing: "Hou Ye, do you think such a set of cups is worth geometry?"
"It must be at least tens of thousands!" Houyang said.
"My business is related to this wine glass. I provide ten sets of wine glasses to Houye for sale, a set of eight thousand two. As for how much silver Houye can sell, how about Houye?"
Hearing Song Yan ’s words, Hou Wenchang ’s breathing became quicker. Even if he sold such a set of cups for 20,000 yuan, it would not be a loss. Thousands of silver.
So he looked at Song Yi and said, "Song son Song, ten sets of cups are too few. Why not give more to Ben Hou, Ben Hou will give you 12,000 silver sets?"
"I ca n’t eat hot tofu. If I want more cups, I ’ll sell them later,
Song said with a smile.
I give Houye an idea. Houye may ask someone to come to the house. Go to a banquet and entertain them with this wine glass! "
An hour later, Song Yong returned to Taiyuan College in a horse-drawn carriage. The reason why he gave the glass to Yunyang Hou was not to make money, but to give him the opportunity to let him have a cholera dynasty. Wang's Cao Yong had a chance.
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