Chapter 59: Zhu Gui’s defense is broken...

"This kind of overprinted color illustration is the most labor-intensive. A set of engravings cannot be printed for more than a few hundred copies before it has to be scrapped and re-engraved, otherwise the image will be blurry..."

"Neither of us is a good reader. I want to ask if there are any books that are not related to the imperial examination, but are just for entertainment and to relieve boredom."

"Uncle Thirteen, I don't know whether it's profitable now or not, but it will be profitable in a few hundred years. I know someone called Dou Shen, who makes hundreds of millions a year!"

"How many?"

"Two taels of silver is not expensive. If you go to other shops, you can get at least two taels and four cents a copy."

Zhu Yunhuan picked up a book at random and just looked at the cover, he felt a sense of roughness.

Zhu Yunhuan had always been incompatible with gambling and drugs, and he directly rejected Zhu Gui's proposal.

"Excuse me, how much money can a gentleman who cooperates with your store earn in a month?"

"I'm just asking casually. Maybe I'll write a few books for fun when I have some free time."

"What do you mean?"

"It's hard to say. Sometimes it's more, sometimes it's less. Last year, there was a best-seller called 'The Story of the Zhao Sisters'. That gentleman made five thousand taels of silver in one month in our store."

“Isn’t that too expensive?”

Seeing that Zhu Yunhuan didn't even understand this and yet wanted to open a bookstore to make money, Zhu Gui explained with great disdain.

"Yes, I can open a bookstore and write novels to make money!"

"Sir, if you think the ones over there are too expensive, we have cheaper ones here, only two or three hundred coins a copy."

"cut!"

"Sir, what you have is a hardcover edition with overprinted colors, so it will cost at least two taels of silver."

"The pornographic ones are the storybooks with illustrations, and the plain ones are biographies of people, historical stories, and the like. They are quite boring."

The more serious ones include the Romance of the Three Kingdoms and the Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the more erotic ones include palace romances, the romantic affairs of famous prostitutes, etc., and there is also a category of chivalrous men and women that caters to middle school students.

"This guest is an expert!"

After Zhu Yunhuan finished speaking, he headed straight for the bookstore. Seeing this, Zhu Gui hurriedly followed him, but while walking, he couldn't help complaining.

“Isn’t this just a buyout and profit sharing?”

Zhu Yunhuan immediately became interested when he heard this.

Zhu Yunhuan had asked around when he was shopping just now, and found out that a white flour steamed bun on the roadside only cost one penny, but this color-printed storybook was sold at the price of two thousand steamed buns, which was a bit outrageous.

He walked into the bookstore and saw that the shelves on all four walls were filled with books.

When the waiter heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

When the waiter heard this, he immediately gave an ambiguous smile.

When the waiter heard Zhu Gui say this , he immediately flattered him.

"If you have the talent, you can try writing it."

Zhu Gui curled his lips in disdain when he heard this.

"Mr. Xiao's summary is brilliant. The words buyout and profit sharing are very appropriate."

Such unrestrained painting style and exquisite printing, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that the Ming Dynasty script could be so excellent.

When Zhu Gui heard this, he was immediately defeated. His annual salary as the King of Qin was only 10,000 strings of cash, which was not in cash, but was made up of part of grain and part of banknotes.

The entire second floor is filled with storybooks of various colors, divided into several areas according to type and age.

"But there is another way besides these two. That is, the young master will contact the book printer himself, print the books and put them on consignment in the store. We only charge 30% of the fee, and the rest goes to the gentleman who wrote the book."

"Do you two gentlemen want to buy some selected works of Cheng Wen?"

"This bookstore can only make a few cents, which is not enough to cover the rent and the staff!"

When Zhu Gui heard this, he suddenly felt a little sour in his heart.

Suddenly, he saw a bookstore next to Qin Yue Building, and his eyes lit up.

"I'm not interested . I'd better think of other ways."

"Shopkeeper, you are not deliberately lying to my nephew because he is still young, are you?"

"Would you like something meaty or vegetarian?"

Although the painting style is still unrestrained, what kind of beautiful scenery can be seen in the pure black and white sketches?

Faced with Zhu Gui's ridicule, Zhu Yunhuan did not explain, but just looked around aimlessly on the street.

Zhu Gui also looked at Zhu Yunhuan in surprise, wondering if this kid also has the ability to write storybooks?

"understood!"

"I don't believe you can come up with a way to make more money than opening a casino!"

"This is just our store. It is said that other bookstores in the capital also sell it. If all of them are included, the monthly income is at least tens of thousands of taels of silver."

Upon hearing this, the waiter couldn't help but look at the two of them again and couldn't help but wonder in his heart, looking at the clothes these two people were wearing, they didn't look like poor people, so why were they so fussy about the price?

Seeing that the two men were well-dressed, the waiter immediately stepped forward and greeted them warmly.

"Besides your father, your royal grandfather wouldn't care about us 'other' princes."

"If you are interested, you may come upstairs and take a look. We have a lot of new books in our shop. I guarantee that you have never seen them before."

"By the way, if you are interested, wait for your uncle to come back, and then we will go and ask him to open a casino with us!"

"Are you stupid, kid? You have to open a bookstore instead of a gambling house that makes so much money!"

Although the waiter was complaining in his heart, he still had a decent smile on his face and led the two men to the Pingjia area.

"You two guests want to buy storybooks!"

Seeing the two people looking at him in surprise, Zhu Yunhuan quickly waved his hands and explained.

The waiter was a little hesitant when he heard this, because this involved commercial secrets. But seeing that the other party was still a teenager and was probably just asking out of curiosity, he didn't think much about it.

However, the most common ones are the Four Books and Five Classics, as well as various Chengwen model texts, poetry and prose collections, etc.

When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he was completely stunned.

"Boss, I want to ask, if I write a book and sell it in your store, how will the money be divided?"

Zhu Yunhuan followed the waiter up to the second floor. After seeing the dazzling array of novels, he exclaimed that the literary style of the Ming Dynasty was at its peak!

Zhu Yunhuan picked up a book at random, and just took a look at the cover, his face turned red and his heart started beating fast.

It was really hard for him to accept that a man who wrote storybooks could earn so much money in a month.

"This young gentleman can also write storybooks?"

However, when he thought that he could sell one book for only two or three hundred coins, Zhu Yunhuan became more determined to make money by writing books.

Zhu Yunhuan shook his head.

"How many hundreds of millions is that?"

"There are generally two ways to share profits in our store. One is to give a fixed price based on the quality of the book, and the other is that we pay to find someone to print it, and after deducting the cost from the sales, we split the profits 50-50 with the author."

On the cover, there was a plump woman in cool clothes, lying lazily on the bed, revealing a large area of ​​white chest.

Apart from that, there are some study treasures and the like, but most of them are just for display and you can tell at a glance that they are not engaged in this business but just sell them as a side job.

If you can make so much money by writing books, then why do you need to open a casino? You can just kidnap a few scholars and bring them back home, whip them with a whip dipped in cold water every day, and let them write storybooks for you every day to sell for money!

Seeing that he was just curious, the waiter explained with a smile.

Zhu Yunhuan was no longer in the mood to care about Zhu Gui. His mind was only thinking about how to use his dreaming ability to write books and make money.

Fortunately, Zhu Gui was just a little bit nagging and still liked his nephew Zhu Yunhuan very much.

When the waiter heard this, he looked at Zhu Yunhuan in surprise.

"Boss, how much is this book?"

"oh?"

"Even if I poked a hole in the sky, your grandfather wouldn't even bother with me..."