Chapter 81

Deng Xian probably knew that Shen Lang's book would be popular.

But I didn't expect it to be so hot and so fast.

That captivating large-scale colorful poster was simply a killer, and immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

The cover of this book is the second eye killer, let these people pick up the book and open it.

What is really powerful is the content of the book. Such excellent words and such wonderful stories are the basis for people to be willing to spend money on it.

"The shopkeeper, hurry up, replenish me quickly, I'm completely mad."

"It's sold out, it's all sold out, the shopkeeper will give me a hundred copies, no, two hundred copies, not three hundred copies!"

The guys who were sent out to sell books before came back to report the good news.

Before, Deng Xian deliberately placed book stalls opposite the entrances of various bookstores, just to make Zhu Wenhua's popularity, but he didn't expect that he would not need it at all.

If Zhu Wenhua's new book is listed today, it is like a boulder smashed into the lake, causing huge waves.

The sensation caused by "The Legend of the Wind and Moon of Gold / Bottle / Plum" was simply detonated directly in the middle of the lake, setting off a huge wave.

Selling faster and faster.

Finally...completely sold out.

Originally, Deng Xian estimated that the entire Lanshan City could only sell three or four hundred copies at most.

Unexpectedly, it turned ten times directly!

In just one day, 3,000 copies were sold directly.

This, this is going to be crazy!

Is it that I don't understand? Or is the world changing too fast?

Could it be that every man in my Lanshan City is a potential silver thief?

Three thousand copies!

Before Deng Xian's book sold the best in Lanshan City, there were not 500 copies.

Even Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dream" sold five or six hundred copies in Lanshan City.

But there are only 30,000 to 40,000 people in the entire Lanshan City, and no more than 8,000 people are literate.

In other words, an average of three literate people bought this book by Shen Lang.

Of course, this number is wrong, because many illiterate people also bought it.

It's so ridiculous, I originally wanted to rub off on Zhu Wenhua's popularity.

As a result, the sales volume was several times that of Zhu Wenhua.

And, this is just the beginning.

Because in the evening, many women have come to buy secretly.

Not only that, Deng Xian also heard about it.

Li Chunyuan has already started to line up.

Yihonglou even called to pick up guests.

The fact that this book has become so popular is completely unbelievable.

Even if the book is good, it shouldn't be like this!

Of course he didn't understand that this was the swarming effect, the eyeball effect.

In the network of later generations, there will be several inexplicable explosions every month, and the original owners of the explosions doubt life.

who I am? This is where? What exactly happened?

This is just one place in Lanshan City. After his reputation spread, he will distribute goods to more than 20 cities in the surrounding four counties.

How many copies will the book ultimately sell?

That really only God knows!

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Zhu Wenhua was drinking a small wine in the courtyard.

Today's book is a big sell, and his reputation is about to rise to a new level.

The feeling of this cultural world calling for wind and rain is too cool.

The four scholars beside him were desperately touting.

He was very famous, and he was the leader of almost the entire Lanshan City young scholar, and he was flattered at any time.

Moreover, he came from a prominent background and had a lot of money in his hands. Some scholars from ordinary families especially liked to eat and drink after him.

So, he selected the four major lackeys, headed by the scholar Wang Shimin.

"Have you seen today's grand occasion? It's just that Lanshan is expensive!"

"The book Zhu Gongzi will definitely sell an unprecedented number."

"Look at those famous ladies, how many people are crazy and obsessed with wishing brother?"

"You only see the surface, but you don't see the essence. The key is that Brother Zhu's book is so well written that people will not know the meat after reading it for three months."

"I bet that within 50 years, there will never be a second person who has surpassed Brother Zhu in this number of sales."

"Miss Zhang Chunhua sees this scene, I'm afraid she will also secretly agree."

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Within a few hundred miles, can you find me someone whose talent is comparable to that of Young Master Zhu?"

"One? Just kidding? You can find half of it, and I'll chop it off for you to drink."

"Even if I don't drink, I've eaten it."

Listening to everyone's compliments, Zhu Wenhua didn't say anything, he just drank, but his heart was full of joy.

Thousands of wears, no flattery.

I can't get tired of hearing this kind of flattery for ten years.

Of course, readers still have to be reserved.

After hearing them touting dozens of sentences in a row, Zhu Wenhua said lightly: "It's over, it's over..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Who is it?" Zhu Wenhua asked.

"I, Zheng Changnian." This is the boss of Ruyu Pavilion Bookstore, his tone is a little anxious.

Zhu Wenhua couldn't help frowning, this Zheng Changnian is not very sensible, and his tone is so disrespectful?

A scholar next to him immediately said: "Old Zheng, you are floating, and you are actually talking to Young Master Zhu like this? Are you afraid that Young Master Zhu's book will not be published in your house in the future?"

Zhu Wenhua smiled and said, "No, open the door."

Immediately, a servant stepped forward to open the door.

Zheng Changnian, the shopkeeper of Ruyu Pavilion Bookstore, walked in in a hurry, with a complicated expression, but he hesitated.

"What's wrong?" Zhu Wenhua said lightly: "There is no negotiation on the daily limit. Only the rarer and more precious things in this world, the more you make them unable to buy them, the more they want to buy them. I don't need to tell the truth."

"Of course, of course..." Zheng Changnian said.

Zhu Wenhua said: "How many copies did your bookstore sell today? How long did it take?"

"Two hundred and sixty copies, it only took less than an hour, which is more than three times shorter than the time for the booklet." Zheng Changnian said: "The entire Lanshan City added up, and about 530 copies were sold today."

"My God?" a scholar exclaimed: "This is still under the condition of restricted sales. If you let it go and sell it, God knows how many copies can be sold. It's really terrifying."

Zhu Wenhua said reservedly: "Lao Zheng, wasn't this sales expected? Why did you make a special trip to tell me?"

Zheng Changnian said: "But... there is another book today, which sold more than 3,000 copies."

More than three thousand copies? !

When he said this, Zheng Changnian's voice was trembling.

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Wenhua stood up abruptly and said, "This is impossible!"

What a joke, how many literate people are there in the entire Lanshan City?

Except for the Four Books and Five Classics, the highest sales volume in Lanshan City did not exceed 800 books.

More than three thousand copies?

It is impossible for the sun to come out from the west.

It is also impossible for the sea to flow backwards.

"Did someone speculate and sell it?" A scholar said next to him.

This is also the case. Some children from rich families publish a book, and in order to create fame and popularity, they pay for it and hire someone to buy it.

Zheng Changnian shook his head and said: "It's definitely not self-promotion and self-selling. Every sales volume is real, and countless people come up to snatch it up. Not only literate people buy it, but even illiterate people buy it."

"What book?" Zhu Wenhua asked coldly.

Zheng Changnian put a book on the table.

Several scholars present were attracted by the cover almost at first sight.

"The Legend of the Wind and Moon of Gold / Bottle / Plum".

my God!

Just this cover, just this title, I want to buy it when I see it.

When Zhu Wenhua saw the cover of this book, his face changed drastically.

"Shen Lang's ignorant and incompetent book?"

"Yes." Zheng Changnian said.

Suddenly, Zhu Wenhua's face turned green.

He had read Shen Lang's book, and with the concept of literati respecting each other, he read it at a glance and ten lines, and first put a 50% aura on himself.

Even so, Zhu Wenhua still knew in his heart that the quality of the text in Shen Lang's book was very high.

But so what?

Now the main force of buying storybooks is the virgin girls, what they like to watch is the love, hatred and hatred of rich and powerful families, that is, talented and beautiful women.

Shen Lang's book simply doesn't suit the tastes of these readers?

How is it possible to sell so much?

There must be fraud in it, it must be that Shen Lang paid a lot of money to hire a lot of books to sell books, and made fake sales.

Zheng Changnian said, "I wish you son, calm down and read this book with a normal attitude."

Zhu Wenhua took a breath and started reading.

I still have the mentality of belittling fifty percent in my heart.

Read page 1, page 2, page 10... 30.

An entire hour.

I wish Wenhua read the first volume of this book "The Legend of the Wind and Moon of Gold / Bottle / Plum" relatively quickly.

He closed his eyes, his chest heaving.

When he opened his eyes again, Zhu Wenhua threw the book on the ground, and said coldly, "What kind of broken book? It's vulgar, it's just using obscene words and illustrations to attract attention, it's really a dirty trick. "

Then, he picked up the book, opened a page at random, picked out a certain erotic passage and read it out.

"What the heck? Use such unsightly words to stimulate people's most despicable and vulgar desires. The whole book has no literary value at all, and the level is outrageously low."

"Forget it, the morality of the person who wrote the book is extremely corrupt. Writing such a book is not only insulting, but also corrupts the atmosphere and tramples on human morality. This kind of person is simply punishable."

And right now.

Suddenly a scholar said, "Look at the man who was riding on the cover of this book, doesn't he look familiar?"

"Yes, it looks familiar. And he has a few dots drawn on his butt. What is that?"

"Yes... Shit!"

"This person's face is very familiar. I don't know where I saw it, but I just can't remember it."

Then, the eyes of several people present couldn't help looking at Zhu Wenhua.

So... it's here.

Zhu Wenhua's face suddenly changed completely, he really didn't see it just now.

Because the name of the character in the book is Zhu Wenshan, who is the descendant of a poor nobleman.

Zhu Wenhua felt that he was not down at all, and he was very beautiful, so he didn't think about it at all.

Moreover, he went to read with a critical eye, and only focused on picking bad places.

After being reminded at this time, he hurried to read the contents and illustrations in the book.

Incredible!

Zhu Wenshan in this book is really alluding to him.

Born from a noble family, his family was in decline because he lost his fief.

Usually like to dance and trick ink to deceive some ignorant girls, not only to deceive money, but also to deceive.

In the end, in order to live a prosperous and rich life, he was taken care of by senior officials of Ximen, and he sang the back court every three days.

Moreover, Shen Lang also used a super disgusting word in the book.

Shit!

The senior officials of Ximen came to Zhu Wenshan to stir shit again.

In an instant, Zhu Wenhua was about to explode!

Too much deception, too much deception!

This... this is going to destroy me!

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