Chapter 52: Drawing Cakes
"I have considered private printing." Old Li suddenly looked worried, "But this book has too many words and many illustrations, so it is very troublesome to carve the plates. After printing, there is no guarantee that it will sell well. Therefore, big booksellers are unwilling to publish it, and small booksellers cannot afford it. That's why I want to seek an official seal."
Su Luo was silent, biting her fingers and thinking for a long time. She seemed to have an impression in her mind that "Compendium of Materia Medica" was successfully published after Li Shizhen's death, and it was printed and distributed by a private bookseller. The bookseller of the first edition was named Hu.
In Su Luo's opinion, this Lao Hu is undoubtedly a man with great strategic vision. Lao Li said that those who have the ability to publish are unwilling to do so, because medical books target a limited group of people and cannot be made into bestsellers . But Lao Hu did it, and after doing so, he became a celebrity. Lao Hu's figure would appear in any information introducing Li Shizhen and Compendium of Materia Medica. Not only did he make money, but he also became famous. But now... Su Luo clasped his hands together and bowed to the air, Lao Hu, I'm sorry, your chance to become famous is gone.
"It must be a private print." Su Luo stood up and paced a few steps. "You can go find Wang Shizhen to write the preface first, and leave the rest to me..." At this point, he noticed that Old Li looked a little strange, so he quickly changed the subject. "Such a good book, I must not let it suffer from no way to be published."
Old Li's expression showed a hint of joy at being recognized, but also a little worry. "But how can you help me?"
"Do you know that there is a business called Qinji in Nanjing?" Su Luo mentioned a name that could make people feel at ease.
Old Li looked bewildered. Su Luo felt a little embarrassed but secretly happy at the same time. It seemed that the old man didn't know much about the business world.
"You've heard of the Su Group, right?"
The old man blinked and said that he had never heard of it before and it was not famous at all.
Su Luo shook his head, as if to say that he was too ignorant, and gave a thumbs up, "They are all super famous big companies."
The old man suddenly got the idea. "Qin Ji? Oh... There seems to be a grain store called Qin Ji near my home."
"That's it." Su Luo admired Qin Huai so much. He had branches not only in Nanjing and Beijing, but also in a small place in Hubei. "The head office is in Nanjing, and there are branches everywhere. You can imagine their strength."
The old man nodded, "What about Su's?"
"The Su family is even more famous." Su Luo saw that the old man was an amateur, so he had to brag about it. "The assets of Qin Ji are nothing in the eyes of the Su family."
Yunlang next door started to cough, and Hummer scratched his head and asked the boss lady of Volkswagen who she was talking about. Volkswagen was very embarrassed, very embarrassed.
"I wonder what it does?"
"It's... the cultural industry." Su Luo said without hesitation, entertainment also has culture.
The old man was delighted when he heard this, and immediately asked Su Luo to help introduce himself to see if he could get some sponsorship or something. Su Luo was waiting for the old man to take the bait. He coughed dryly and introduced himself to the old man in a low-key manner: Chairman of the Su Group, came to Nanjing from Henan to discuss business, but was mistakenly arrested as a robber halfway through.
The old man was overjoyed. He completely believed Su Luo. In fact, he felt that there was no need for Su Luo to lie to him. He had no money, and Su Luo didn't seem to be interested in the old man.
"Don't worry," Su Luo patted his chest and assured, "I will definitely help you with this." He said it in a righteous and generous manner.
Su Luo's trick is called "painting a pie in the sky", which is similar to drawing a pie in the sky to satisfy hunger. She draws a big, fragrant and sweet pie for the old man, showing him a bright future, so that he will follow her wholeheartedly. To put it bluntly, it is just a scam.
Old Li was a little excited, "Girl, why are you willing to help me like this?"
"Of course... I want to make some contributions to the medical profession, and look forward to cultivating more outstanding medical talents like you!" Su Luo continued to make promises, but did not dare to say that she wanted to change the name of the first printer to her own.
The old man was very excited. He held Su Luo's hand and said repeatedly: "Good girl..."
Yun Lang immediately squeezed over from the broken fence, knocked Old Li away, and held his hand with dissatisfaction, squeezing it again and again.
Old Li also felt that he was abrupt and apologized with tears in his eyes. Su Luo was also very moved and kicked Yun Lang away to prevent him from staying and ruining the atmosphere. "It just so happens that I have an appointment with Boss Qin to meet in Nanjing. You can come with me to meet him. With our help, there will be absolutely no problem."
Yun Lang rubbed his buttocks and said disdainfully, "You agreed to meet in Nanjing in twenty-seven months?"
Su Luo immediately had a headache. She almost forgot about this. How should she get out? For so many days, there was no news from Zhou Chongwen. It seemed that she could not rely on him completely. She had to save herself!
The current situation forced her to complete her plan of selling cloth. Only with money in hand could she have a say in publishing issues. Although she had little money, she at least had the right to share in the profits, because her goal was not only to print her name on this masterpiece, but also to make money. As for Qin Huai... to put it in a very vulgar and very real way, they were just "fellow villagers" who were wandering together. Their common experiences could bring them closer together and serve as spiritual motivation for each other, but there was no reason to ask the other party to pay for anything for them.
It is already late October. If we don't go out, the business opportunity will be gone and nothing we say will be of any use. Su Luo called Yun Lang and others to a meeting and explained his thoughts. It is time to act.
After hearing this, Yun Lang looked up at the small window in the cell and thought for a long time. Finally, he said, "This window is too small. You and the old man can barely squeeze out, but I can't."
Su Luo slapped him on the back of the head, "I'm talking about finding a way to get the substitute county magistrate to try the case, not trying to escape from prison."
Yun Lang was silent for a while, then he said, "I can pick a fight with the people from Niutou Mountain. Once the prison is in chaos, they won't be able to avoid the trial even if they want to."
Su Luo slapped him again, "Do you want to get out or do you want to increase your sentence?"
Yun Lang was silent again. The man sitting next to him looked at him and suddenly reached out and patted him on the back of the head. Yun Lang jumped up and pressed Hanma's face to his feet, "You are tired of living."
The public was shocked. They didn't expect Hummer to dare to attack the boss. They quickly pleaded for mercy. Hummer was also very aggrieved, "The boss's wife was also hit, and you didn't fight back."
"I'd love to." Yun Lang sat on the back of the Hummer, sitting firmly so that the upper body of the Hummer was parallel to the lower body, and his face turned red.
Su Luo rubbed his temple and pointed to the cell next door, "Go back and make trouble."
Yun Lang held the Hummer in one hand and the Volkswagen in the other, and tried to squeeze back through the broken fence together . The whole process was very difficult, and the surrounding inmates all cheered for them.
As they were making a noise, someone started knocking on the prison door with an iron rod. "What are you making a noise for? Stop making noise!"
After a while, the jailer came over with an iron rod and a white cloth covering his hat.
