But at present, the Wang family still has a fire and has not shown any decline. If they run away at this time, wouldn’t it attract attention and attract firepower?

Furthermore, although there is a tendency for something to happen to the Wang family, it is just a trend. If he really runs away and makes a mistake, wouldn’t he have a big loss?

"Hmph, Lao Zhou, do you think I haven't thought about it?"

When Wang Qingnan saw Zhou Fu, he was happy and said such despairing words, and was a little displeased: "No, you were wrong, I thought about this question!"

"But I thought about it but couldn't think of anything in it where I could set up a trap."

"The manuscript is the authentic one. I have checked this. It is exactly the same as what I said in the teahouse and inn outside, and there are no mistakes."

"Then, it's printing... In this regard, there is no problem. In my Zhuangyuan House, in terms of printing quality, no bookstore in the city can compare with it."

"The last sales channel is not to worry about."

“Since that’s the case,”

He looked at Zhou Fu and asked, "Tell me: What else is there to be suspicious?"

"this……"

Zhou Fu was stopped.

He really couldn't think of it: there was no possibility of digging a hole in this, so that the Wang family could get into it.

"Okay."

Wang Qingnan waved his hand: "Notify the workers below to stop other orders and start printing these manuscripts overnight! Let them divide shifts and turn shifts, don't let the machine stop..."

"Well, set a small goal and save it one hundred thousand copies first!"

"Ah, lord, isn't it good to have such a backlog of goods?"

Zhou Fu murmured in a low voice: "If this is a compensation..."

"How could I pay for it?"

Wang Qingnan was displeased by Zhou Fu before, but now he glared at the other party even more impatiently: "I have investigated clearly. The market conditions of these stories are very tight. Even if Xining City can't digest them, there are other places."

“Besides,”

He narrowed his eyes: "I received the exact news. The person named Su is waiting for the market to be hot and the story will ferment further before printing the book... If I only print a little bit, I will take it out and sell it directly. Wouldn't I remind the other party?"

"I just want to save more books, catch someone named Su off guard, and let him make me a wedding dress!"

"Oh well!"

When Zhou Fu saw Wang Qingnan, his patience with him had reached its limit, so how could he dare to say more?

He had no choice but to agree and go down and make arrangements.

...

The next ten days.

No major happening in Xining City.

No one "grabbed the headlines", and the Zuiyue Lake Chinese Valentine's Poetry Festival naturally became the "top of the hot search list". Moreover, with the help of those who are interested, the noise is getting bigger and bigger.

In teahouses and taverns, most of the people who talk about this are talking about.

Of course, the light of Sumu's storytelling has not been concealed.

With the development of the "Storytelling Alliance", stories such as "Painted Skin", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and "Journey to the West" have become more and more popular.

Walking in the city, the streets and alleys, you can see from time to time: a child lifted up the sack in front of him, jumped out with a grimace, and shouted, "I'm a painted ghost."

There are also: 3355, children who muttered "Six-Meridian Divine Sword", "Eighteen Palms of Dragon Subduing", and "Bei Ming Divine Art", fighting together;

More but:

He held a bamboo stick, chased the chicken and chased the dog, and shouted, "Eat my old grandson's stick."

Or, pick up a gourd and shout at someone, "I'll call you, will you dare to agree?"

Or, holding a grass hoop, a wooden hoop, and throwing it out in a singular manner, proudly 'look at my universe circle';

...

Even adults will be affected unknowingly.

When doing something that cannot be described, I joke: "Eat me a stick";

When I beat the children, I said: "Look at you, the monkey, you may have found my Five Fingers Mountain";

When buying and selling things, when you meet the inferior products as good ones, you will say: "You can escape my ignorant eyes."

...

In the city, there are major book shops.

People often come in and ask: Are there any books about "Painted Skin", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and "Journey to the West"?

When they got the negative answer, they all left disappointed.

The most interesting thing is: among the people who come to ask, the fewest adults with children; the most are: rich young men and grandmaids.

The rich young master, this is easy to understand - they listened to a half of the article in the teahouse and tavern, and found it interesting, so they came to the bookstore to see if there is any complete book.

The maids of the whole family are because: many famous ladies listened to stories from various channels and were very interested, but they were not like men, showing up, grab seats, and squeezing teahouses and wine shops...

So, I could only ask my maid to go to the bookstore to buy books.

During this period.

There are also news that recently, these stories will be published into books, and those who believe in them will also be there.

However, many people still have expectations in their hearts.

...

In this context.

The Wang family kept working day and night, and printed the manuscripts of "Painted Skin", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", and "Journey to the West". (Sumu did not finish the "Journey to the West", only the first two or three volumes)

The house in the south of the city.

[Printer] Printing is constantly all day long.

Su Mu saw that Gu Pan was too busy alone, so the next day, he specially bought three or five maids to rotate with her on duty.

then.

A special 'arms race' has begun.

One side is the "prey" and the other side is the "hunter" hidden in the dark. Both sides think they are the winners, and are secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the final battle.

...

However, during this period, I was busy with the Wang family and the Gu Pan of the mansion in the south of the city.

Sumu was still as leisurely as ever, taking Han Shi, telling, mining, and strolling around the city... His life was leisurely and leisurely.

even.

In response to the Wang family's counterattack plan, Sumu used people without any doubt and directly handed over to Zhu Fugui. By the way, he also gave him a "marketing manual" as a reward.

Then, let go of it.

It's just a small Wang family, and it's not worth Su Mu's personal trouble. He can just give him a general idea. Of course, Zhu Fugui will take the people below to control the specific details.

As for Zhu Fugui himself, he naturally enjoyed it.

——Not to say that you can get exercise, just say that the "marketing manual" shocked him, and felt that it was not a loss, and it also strengthened his idea of ​​holding his thighs.

...

This day.

Wang Family.

"Master, as you said, our Zhuangyuanfang has postponed other orders. More than 20 book printing workshops have been working for ten days and produced 110,000 and 20,000 books."

Zhou Fu reported: "If other inventory is added, the warehouse will be almost impossible to pile up."

"Have you reached the limit?"

When Wang Qingnan heard this, he was still a little unwilling to accept it. He felt that the stock was still slightly insufficient, but there was nothing he could do.

“How much does these books cost?”

"Because large-scale printing has diluted costs, even if workers' wages, materials, and machine wear are added... it is only nearly seventy cents; if the wholesale price is set, one hundred cents are set; the market price is set for tentatively one hundred cents."

Zhou Fu said, adding: "Master, this cost is already very low... Other bookstores in the city are limited by scale and technology, even if they follow the trend, they cannot be lower than us. On average, the cost per book will be 5 to 20 more.

"good."

Wang Qingnan nodded with satisfaction: "Since you are almost ready, then go on sale!"

"However, don't make a wholesale price for this batch of books. You don't have to give it to other channels. Just produce and sell it directly in our own bookstore."

"With these stories being popular, we can take our book shop to a higher level, and we can also take the opportunity to suppress the business of other book shops."

"Master, isn't this... not bad? I'm afraid it will offend many people!" Zhou Fu was embarrassed.
To be continued...