Jia Cong helped Lin Ruhai draft several letters in the inner study room. Because his style of the museum was so attractive, he could not get in touch with his family. He did not want to plot other people's property. The staff member Guan Chaosheng who worked with him was his staff member, from Buddhism, Cong, Laozi and Zhuang, to customs and culture, could talk about it, but the two of them had a common language. After returning to his room to write forty or fifty pieces of bamboo paper, Sun Fuhua ran in with a book.

"Where did the books come from?" Jia Cong took them one by one to read.

"The Song Dynasty version of "Records of the Grand Historian" and "Taizu's Vernacular Records" presented by Guan Xianggong, said that it was engraved by Xu Fang, privately, and had to be returned. In addition, Miss Caiwei sent someone to express her gratitude to send a copy of "Wanbao Complete Book" and "The Romance of the Gods". There is no need to return it. At that time, Mr. Cong exchanged the manuscript of "Shan Hai Zhiyi" with her." Sun Fu said: "Is it worth it?"

"It's worth it." As the manipulator behind Shanhai Bookstore, Jia Cong knew that the Song and Ming versions were printed, one was worth two or three hundred taels of silver. The ancients admired the ancients more than the modern people.

Take the price of books in the 17th century during the Wanli period, as for example, the most expensive ones were the printed books from the dynasty before this dynasty, which were often several hundred taels. The more expensive books in the late Ming Dynasty, the comprehensive book "Wanbao Complete Book" and the novel "The Romance of the Gods" were all 2 taels per book, and the others floated between two cents of silver and eight cents of silver. As for today, the age is getting older, and people will buy them even if the price is raised.

"Sun Fu, go to the Yangzhou branch and ask the craftsmen to publish it immediately." Jia Cong looked through it. It was probably the real thing. Even if it was not expensive, it would be profitable. He also attached a book called "The Painted Skin of Shanhai Ambitions" and said: "This book will be sold in Yangzhou first."

Sun Fu went, Long Aotian drew water from the garden stream, Jia Cong washed up, took off his robe, exercised and then lay down, without Qingwen's chatter, Xiaohong's can speak, he was a little uncomfortable, Jia Cong despised himself and said: "Corruption is really corrupt, you can't lose yourself in comfort..."

The future of running a bookstore has a far-reaching influence. Since the Ming Dynasty, there were generally three types of ancient publications: official engraving, private engraving, and wooden engraving.

Official engravings were school education books published by the Ministry of Rites and the Supervisors, the imperial edicts of the emperor and the court, the popularization of the laws, etc. This aspect had no effect on Jia Cong, but it caused the development of the publishing and printing industry. Cai Lun improved papermaking technology, cheap papermaking, and printing costs, providing technical conditions for the cultural prosperity of Dashun in the late Ming Dynasty.

Private carving is in the gentry, wealthy business family, and does not aim for profit. It generally refers to communication that one thinks is elegant or achieves the Confucian standard purpose of "making a word". Most gentry families have their own private carving workshops.

Fangche is a pure commodity economy, with pictures, illustrations, and branches. The two most famous places in China's publishing workshops are Huizhou, Anhui and Jianyang, Fujian. The Huang Family Workshop in Huizhou began in the early Ming Dynasty and survived until the 20th century. The branch of Yu Family in Jianyang was opened in Suzhou, Jinling. Later, Jianyang fell and was replaced by Jiangnan. Fangche had a profound impact on society, which laid the political goals of Jia Cong in the future.

The best-selling books engraved by folk shops include novels, travel guides, flower arrangements, comprehensive books, time writing, etc., which are all-encompassing. His audience is concentrated on scholars, wealthy businessmen, and women from bureaucratic families. There is no doubt that the first step for the upper and middle-level women to truly get out of the house in ancient times was to communicate with each other in publishing poetry and books.

Although, in ancient times, the literate population was less than 10% of the total population, and the purchasing power of books was limited to middle and upper classes. A middle-aged worker in Huzhou had an annual salary of about 5 taels, and he would not spend nearly half of his annual salary to buy a book called "The Romance of the Gods". However, cotton and mulberry trees were widely planted in Jiangnan, Shandong, Henan, and Zhili, and the large-scale silver imports of the gang of Western robbers. The commodity economy in Jiangnan had long been developed, which provided the possibility for Jia Cong to enter the Jiangnan market and booksellers to start a business.

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The autumn wind blew, wrinkling a wisp of clear water from the canal river. The scene of people coming and going in Jiangdu port was cleared by the soldiers of the yamen. Guan Chaosheng walked by on the brick and stone avenue. Dozens of boatmen tied ropes to the shore. Jia Cong stepped on the deck, Guan Chaosheng turned around and said, "Zi Li, you are afraid you have never seen a salt bag. This order has 3,000 stones and more than 30,000 kilograms."

Jia Cong entered the cabin and stretched his neck to see that the boat was piled up with rows of sacks. The accompanying salt transport envoy, Yamen Yun, said to Ni Rulun: "It's not worth much. One tael of silver can buy 320 kilograms of salt."

Jia Cong said: "About six cents per pound, ten pounds and sixty cents per pound. In total, more than 30,000 pounds are only a few hundred taels. Where can hundreds of thousands of dollars be obtained?"

Ni Rulun laughed: "My little husband is really ignorant of affairs. This is just the first order he came here. The ship behind can only fill the Grand Canal. Moreover, this is only Huainan. Including Huainan, the account number can be written to make you feel sore."

Guan Chaosheng knew that Jia Cong was pretending to be stupid and entered the secret cabin. Jia Cong smiled and stepped back to browse, looking at the salt merchant directors, the salt farm ambassador of the Salt Transportation Office, and the ambassador of the Kuan ambassador to the account handover. Ni Rulun personally watched it, Guan Chaosheng coughed and said, "Ni Yuntong, the salt inspector is the governor of the salt service. Although Lord Lin is sick, I have to show this account."

"So that the rules for so many years will not be messed up." Ni Rulun handed him the account book: "Salt merchants are hereditary, so don't you need to read those, right?"

Guan Chaosheng said coldly: "It must be seen that you pass the test, how can you not have salt entries? Three thousand stones, there are at least thirty salt entries, and the government supervises the business movement, and which household is the one who is there, otherwise how can I explain to Lord Lin? How can I tell it is private salt or official salt?"

Jia Cong saw Ni Rulun waved to the directors of the salt farm unhappily, and the people handed over the salt quota. Guan Chaosheng reconciled the accounts and said, "Ni Yuntong, these salt quotas have already been opened. This is private salt. I can't afford it if I have to do this later."

"Official salt is a big head, and private salt is mixed. Guan Gong is worthy of being a master of money and grain. It is better to do it according to the old ways. Is it not that Lord Lin dissatisfied with being a front line and stayed at the front line in the future." Ni Rulun raised his tone in discussion, "According to your calculations, the private salt of Lianghuai is a few terabytes of stones."

Jia Cong looked at the salt farm directors and the ambassadors of the Salt Transportation Office. He was cold-faced and cold-eyed, and was clearly dissatisfied with Guan Chaosheng. Director Feng said: "My master is the hometown of the governor. If you want to discuss, the front patrol roads under the magistrate, the division of roads under the vassal department, the participation in politics and senators under the vassal department are not unrelated to the merchant masters in this state. This is not the first time Guan Gong remembers this, why aren't he skilled?"

Ni Rulun's eyes shone with a faint light, Guan Chaosheng smiled, put down his brush, and put the accounts into his sleeves, "I know, I'm going to say goodbye. My little husband and I want to patrol the salt field. Can it be convenient?"

Director Feng looked a little better, opened his mouth and said, "This is OK. There is a branch in Ganquan. After all these are reviewed, I will take you there."

Under their different eyes, the two finally walked out of the deck and went ashore. Guan Chaosheng said, "Did you see it? The government supervised the business movement, which is actually a collusion between officials and businessmen."

Jia Cong said: "The power is inconsistent, even if Censor Lin wants to take action, he can't do it."

After the official ship passed, the two saw another boat coming and breaking down. They walked out of a military general with a helmet and armor. The lion replenished his uniform. Jia Cong frowned and thought, and guessed: "It seems that he is the deputy general of Zhenjiang. What did he come here to do?"
Chapter completed!