Chapter 2072

After the foreshadowing of the legend of shooting and carving heroes and the romance of the Three Kingdoms, the book "getting married in the wrong sedan chair to the right man" soon became popular. Most of the people who bought the book were maids of some girls or maids of their wives.

On the first day, more than 700 copies were sold in 15 bookstores.

The next day's sales were even more terrifying, reaching more than 1200 copies.

Puyang Houfu.

Puyang Hou, Hou Wenchang, was the eldest brother-in-law of the emperor, the so-called national uncle.

Hou Wenchang took a sip of tea and asked Gong Li's housekeeper, "is everything clear? Who is the owner behind the fifteen bookstores? "

Song Yan's plagiarized books are on fire. Not only the pirates are making up their minds, but also some powerful people. After all, tens of thousands of liang of silver are paid in a month. Who can resist this temptation.

Hou Wenchang, the Marquis of Puyang, is one of the most powerful people who want to make an idea of Songyan bookstore.

, however, he did not rush to find it. Instead, he made a secret investigation, and decided to find out the details of song Yan.

The housekeeper said: "Hou ye, I inquired that the owner of the fifteen bookstores is song Yan. He is a recent candidate, and he is Cai Zixiao's disciple!"

The best-selling of those three books also led to the sales of other books in the bookstore. In the past, a bookstore earned more than ten liang of silver a month. But now, without counting those three books in a month, the net profit has also reached more than fifty Liang.

Fifteen bookstores make a profit of seven or eight hundred Liang in one month, and ten thousand Liang in one year.

It's no wonder that the powerful people will see the profits of bookstores.

"He is actually a disciple of Cai Zixiao!"

Hou Wenchang frowned a little, and felt that things were not easy to handle. Although he was a marquis, he was also the uncle of the dynasty. However, those civil servants did not necessarily take him seriously. They didn't like him, even if he was mixed with several books, it was not a strange thing.

Therefore, there is no need, he is not willing to offend those civil servants, especially Cai Zixiao is the emperor of literature, and has great influence in the court.

But he gave up. He was reluctant to make a profit of hundreds of thousands of liang of silver that year.

The housekeeper also knew the strength of the civil servant. He turned his eyes and suggested: "Hou ye, I heard that song Yan only has a bookstore in the capital city, but there is no bookstore in the nearby counties and counties. However, there are many industries in our Hou mansion. In fact, the reason why the business of the 15 bookstores is so good is the three books. As long as Hou Ye takes the books from Song Yan, we Hou The government takes the bookstores in the surrounding counties and counties, orders the local government to crack down on piracy and check piracy. We can also make a lot of money. If we can't, we can directly produce pirated books! "

In the capital, those civil servants don't take Puyang Hou seriously, but few local officials dare to argue with him, so this method really works.

"In this way, you take benhou's post to the banquet!" Although Hou Wenchang has planned to do it according to the housekeeper's advice, he still wants to eat the bookstore in the capital city.

After serving Hou Wenchang for so many years, the housekeeper didn't know what he thought. He sighed a little. He was very worried about his Marquis's mutton not being eaten, but he was getting into a mess.

The other side.

Song Yan received booksellers from surrounding counties and counties, and went to Tai college.

He didn't expect that the county booksellers around him had such a smart nose that they came to his door the day after the new book appeared. Maybe they tasted the sweetness. These booksellers actually took 5000 new books and 2000 old books directly from him.

The main reason is that although the contents of pirated books are the same, the typesetting is not good, and the illustrations are also vague. Unlike the genuine books, the illustrations are all colorful, clear and lifelike.

Ordinary poor people are willing to save money to buy pirated books, but those with a little identity are willing to buy authentic books.

Although it's a little slow to sell, it's still easy to sell out.

"How do you do, young master song? I'm the steward of the Houfu of Puyang. This is the invitation card from my Lord. I hope you can go to your house for dinner!"

As soon as he stepped into the yard, an old man came to meet him. He was very polite. He was followed by two martial artists, but they were not strong enough. At best, they reached the level of martial arts.

"The Marquis of Puyang?"

After staying in the capital for several months, song Yan naturally knew who the Marquis of Puyang was. Hou Wenchang, the eldest brother-in-law of the emperor, was said to be greedy and lustful. His concubines alone reached 17.

"He went to the party himself? What's the purpose? "

In a flash, he thought of his tormented bookstore.

However, he had expected such a thing for a long time, so he didn't worry. What's more, he was the golden elixir of Taoism. He didn't even fear the emperor, and he was afraid of an idle marquis.

Then he received the post and said, "wait a moment, Butler Hou. I'm going to wear clothes all over!"

"Prince song, please help!"

After a while, song Yan changed into a white gown, and then boarded the carriage to pick him up.

Half an hour.

The carriage arrived at the marquis.Then he stopped in front of a hall. Outside came the voice of Butler Hou: "Mr. Song, here you are, please get off!"

"Good!"

Song Yan got off the car in response to the sound.

Then he entered the hall under the guidance of the butler.

There are two pretty maids in the hall.

"Young master song, wait a moment. I will inform the Marquis right now!"

"Housekeeper, please help!"

Song Yanlai waved his hands and looked at the layout of the hall with a relaxed look. It was very luxurious and full of the atmosphere of a upstart.

It is said that Hou Wenchang was a pig butcher before he became the uncle of the state and worked with his father-in-law.

Time goes by.

When song Yan was a little impatient, Hou Wenchang finally appeared.

Looking at Hou Wenchang, who came in with a group of people, with a slightly haughty look, song inkstone has a kind of direct vision.

"You are song Yan, song Ziyu?"

Hou Wenchang sat down in the main position and asked.

"I have seen the Marquis!"

Song Yandao didn't treat him politely, and he held his fists perfunctorily.

Seeing that song Yan didn't put him in his eyes, Hou Wenchang was furious and clapped his hands on the table and said, "why don't song Ziyu kneel down to salute when he sees the Marquis?"

"Pooh!"

Song Yan couldn't help laughing, and the Butler who followed him was speechless.

"Bastard, you dare to laugh at Ben Hou. Come on, take it to me!" Hou Wenchang shouted angrily.

"Wait!"

Cried the butler.

At this time, song Yan's voice rang out: "there are rules in the country, and scholars with fame do not have to kneel except for the son of heaven. Does the Marquis think you are bigger than the son of heaven? If you can admit this, how difficult it is to kneel down and worship to you!"

When he heard song Yan's words, Hou Wenchang's face turned red. He patronized and tried to suppress the scholar with momentum, and then he put forward the matter of the bookstore, so that the other side had no room to refuse.

But I didn't think of it. Even if a scholar with great reputation saw him, he could not kneel.

"I heard that Hou Ye used to be a pig butcher?"

Song Yan said again.

When he heard the words of the butcher, Hou Wenchang's face suddenly turned black, and his eyes were full of murders. He hated to be told that he was once a butcher.

"Song Yan, do you really think the Marquis dare not kill you?"

Song Yan said again, "don't get me wrong, I don't mean to humiliate you, because my father-in-law is also a pig butcher. It's kind to know that he used to be a pig butcher."

Hearing this, Hou Wenchang was stunned. He held his breath in his heart and couldn't get down. Don't mention how hard it was.

Seeing this, song Yan smiled: "please come down, marquis. It's just the idea of going to those bookstores. I'm right, marquis?"

"Nonsense, how could I have thought of your bookstore!" Hou Wenchang whispered.

"Isn't it? That's a misunderstanding. I originally wanted to invite Mr. hou to participate in it, since he has no interest! " Song Yan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Hou Wenchang's face became purple.

Song Yan didn't seem to see Hou Wenchang's face. He said to himself, "in fact, although the profit of the bookstore is tens of thousands of liang of silver in a month, it's only a small profit in my opinion!"

Hou Wenchang's eyes couldn't help staring at the profits of tens of thousands of Liang in January and hundreds of thousands of Liang in a month.

Song Yan looked around and said, "Hou ye, I have a big business to cooperate with you. Do you have any interest?"

"You all go down first!"

In response, Hou Wenchang waved to others and then said to the steward, "steward, the tea of the son of song is cold, so I don't want to change a cup of tea for the son of song!"

"No, I like herbal tea!"

Song Yan waved.

In the middle of the conversation, song Yan took out eight delicate glasses and put them on the table. He smiled and asked, "Hou ye, how about this glass?"

Seeing these glasses, Hou Wenchang's eyes couldn't move away. He grabbed one and looked at it and said in a loud voice, "honey, it's just a treasure!"

Then he looked at Song Yandao and said, "son of song, are these wine glasses your present to the Marquis?"

Wen Yan, song Yan can't help turning his eyes. The Marquis of Puyang is really a masterpiece. He said with tears and smiles: "Hou ye, what do you think of the value of such a set of cups?"

"At least tens of thousands of Liang!" Puyang Hou road.

"My business is related to this wine cup. I provide ten sets of wine cups for the Marquis to sell. One set is 8000 Liang. How much money can the Marquis sell? How about the Marquis?"

Hearing song Yan's words, Hou Wenchang's breath became urgent. Even if he sold such a set of cups for 20000 Liang, it would not be a loss. As long as he sold all the ten sets of cups, he would not make more than 100000 liang of silver.So, he looked at Song inkstone and said, "son of song, ten sets of cups are too few. Why don't you give more to me? How about one set of ten thousand Liang silver to me?"

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If I want to have more cups, I will sell them later!" Song Yan said with a smile, "I'll give you an idea. You may as well invite someone to your house for dinner, and then treat them with this kind of wine cup!"

One hour later, song Yan returned to Taiyuan University in the carriage of the Marquis's mansion. The reason why he took the glass to Puyang Marquis was not to earn money, but to give him a chance to lead a cholera court. Only in this way can Cao Kui, as a vassal king, have a chance.

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