Chapter 264

Master Sun Fang's mental calculation level is still good, and his estimated price is not wrong.

In ancient China, the cost of printing a book was really frightening.

In the Southern Song Dynasty, a book named Da Yi Cui Yan was printed, which recorded the cost in detail.

"... there is a book named" the quintessence of the great book of changes "with a total of 20 volumes. The number of paper used, the printing industry and the ink money are as follows: a total of 1300 pieces of paper, 30 pieces of green paper for back loading, 30 pieces of green paper for back loading, 30 pieces of green and white paper for back loading, a total of 500 yuan for palm, ink, paste and food for back printing workers, and a total of 200 yuan for board rental..."

Later experts calculated and concluded that the cost of each book of the great book of changes in the Southern Song Dynasty was 290 Wen, with an average of 160 Wen per book.

The purchasing power of a penny is equivalent to about four yuan in future generations, that is to say, the cost of printing a book needs 640 yuan, which is a sky high price.

However, compared with manually transcribed books, the price is at least one tenth cheaper.

Naturally, Li forgets that the cost of printing books is not low, but he is not short of money now. He can afford to print with hundreds of penetration.

Besides, he is going to sell the book. He can't say he can make some money back.

He waved his hand very grandly: "how much does it cost? Lord Sun Fang just asks for the price. I only have one request, that is, the sooner the better."

"It's natural, but the number of words in your manuscript is too many, and it takes some time for craftsmen to carve more than 100 engravings. I estimate that it will take about five days to carve out all these manuscripts, and all of them can be printed and bound in seven days."

There are only two or three skilled engraving craftsmen in Master Sun's bookstore. After all, these craftsmen are Seal Engravers or tablet engravers, and his bookstore can't afford to raise too many craftsmen.

"Yes, Master Sun, you can do it as soon as possible. By the way, these five illustrations also need to be engraved and printed together. One illustration needs to be added at the front of each chapter. Is there a problem?"

Master Sun Fang nodded: "no problem, just give it to the old man."

Li forgot to worry and said, "it's so good."

He took out two ingots and five Liang gold ingots from his arms and gave them to Master Sun Fang.

"The ten Liang gold is a deposit. I'll pick up the book in seven days and pay you the rest."

Naturally, there was no reason why Sun Fang didn't agree. After receiving the gold, he repeatedly said, "yes, yes, Huxian man, please rest assured. Laozao promised to finish printing the book in seven days. If you can't finish it, Huxian man, you will take off Laozao's head and be a night pot!"

Li forgot to worry and said with a smile, "what do I want your head to do? You print it for me with your heart. When I take the book, I have the manuscript for you to print."

"Yes, I understand." Master Sun Fang smiled even happier. There are no such big customers that merchants don't like.

Seeing that Li forgets his worries and is ready to leave, Master Sun Fang quickly asked, "dare you ask Huxian man, after you print the romance of the Three Kingdoms, are you ready to sell?"

Li forgot to worry and nodded: "this is nature, otherwise why do I print so much?"

Master Sun Fang said, "I wonder if Huxian man is willing to give this book to Laojiu for sale?"

"Give it to you?" Li forgot to worry and shook his head again and again. "Huxian county is too small to sell so many books. Besides, I plan to continue printing 10000 more if it sells well. How can your bookstore sell it?"

Sun Fang said with a smile: "Huxian men can rest assured. In fact, Lao Di runs a bookstore in the east of Chang'an city. The business is still good. Huxian men can rest assured about sales."

The old man's words made Li forget worry interested. He was thinking about how to sell the romance of the three kingdoms after it was printed. Since Sun fang had a bookstore in Chang'an east city, it saved him a lot of trouble.

Before Li forgets you to nod his head, sun Fang continues: "Huxian man, with my old experience, your book the romance of the Three Kingdoms should sell for about 400 to 500 Wen. The old bookstore only charges 20% of the consignment fee, while the old man only charges the cost of printing books. Huxian man, do you think you can?"

Li forgot to worry and said in his heart that the books of the Tang Dynasty are really expensive. A book with more than 20000 words will cost so much, equivalent to almost 2000 yuan for future generations.

The key is that he plans to publish 24 volumes of the romance of the Three Kingdoms. At this price, he needs 12 copper coins to buy the whole Three Kingdoms, which is equivalent to 48000 yuan in future generations!

Any unscrupulous businessman who dares to sell books like this in future generations will be killed alive.

However, looking at the handwritten version of the Analects of Confucius in the bookstore, the price is actually two copper coins. Li forgot to worry, but he felt that he was too conscientious.

Ma Zhou has now become a six grade court official. His monthly offer is only two hundred dollars. If he comes to the bookstore to buy books, his monthly salary will only be enough to buy a volume of the Analects of Confucius.

Li forgot to worry about the plan put forward by Master Sun Fang, and nodded and agreed. It saved him a lot of trouble to have someone sell books for him. Moreover, Master Sun Fang feels good about Li forgetting worry. Naturally, he is willing to continue his cooperation.

The cost of printing the first volume of the romance of the Three Kingdoms is 150 Wen. If you sell it for 500 Wen, you will have a profit of 350 Wen.

If you give Master Sun Fang 100 Wen, he can earn 250 Wen. A thousand is 250 yuan. If the sales are good and 10000 copies are printed, it will be 2500 yuan.

This is only the first five chapters of the first volume of the romance of the Three Kingdoms. If the books sell well, it seems that he can make a small fortune by selling books alone.

But a book makes 250?

Ma Dan, this number sounds awkward... Forget it, making money is a good thing. Two hundred and five is two hundred and five!

Without affectation, Li Qieyou immediately nodded and agreed to the proposal of Master Sun Fang, and was ready to hand over the romance of the Three Kingdoms to the old man.

When the leader of sun Fang heard that Li forgets you planned to write twenty-four copies of the romance of the Three Kingdoms, he was so happy that his beard began to dance.

After negotiating the cooperation, Li forgets to worry and returns to Dingzhou village, ready to continue his work.

Since Ma Zhou is willing to help him transcribe, Li forgets worry and is naturally happy to save trouble. When he got home, he began to think that he could save time and effort to complete the "hard" work of copying books.

The most important thing is the pen. The brush must not be used anymore.

Li forgets worry, even if he is forced by his grandfather to practice writing with a brush since childhood, he can't write fast anyway.

Pens, ballpoint pens and so on naturally don't need to think about it. Li Qieyou plans to try some goose feather pens first.

But Dingzhou village doesn't have geese. Li forgets to worry about it. He simply asks Niu Wu to take a bow and arrow and help him shoot a few crows back.

Crow hair can also be used to make feather pens. The effect is no worse than goose feather pens, and it is just suitable for writing small characters.

Niu Wu was already numb to Li's strange demands. He didn't bother to ask more questions. With a bow and arrow on his back, he went out to find the bad luck of the crow.

With his archery, it was easy to shoot a few crows. It didn't take much effort. The bodies of a few crows were placed in front of Li forgetful.

"AMI tofu, sin." Li forgot to worry about the sin. He said it in his mouth, but his hand was unambiguous. He stretched out his hand and pulled out some of the longest feathers on the crow's wings