Three days later, Zhu Yunhuan's Sanwei Bookstore officially opened.
Under the stimulation of the powerful banknote capacity, the Silver Bureau also fully exerted its subjective initiative and printed at the fastest speed, and finally printed out the first batch of one thousand books.
As for the remaining 9,000 volumes, they are also expected to be completed within ten days.
In order to prevent the bookstore from appearing too empty, Zhu Yunhuan also purchased a batch of Four Books and Five Classics to decorate the store.
When Zhu Yunhuan and Zhu Gui were dreaming of getting rich, reality gave them a heavy blow.
The performance on the first day was zero, but on the second day, two sets of the Four Books and Five Classics were sold, earning twenty taels of silver, but the net profit was still zero.
Because his main products are not textbooks, but novels and stories. Therefore, the Four Books and Five Classics are basically sold at the original price.
On the third day, we finally sold three books, but two of them were returned before closing time in the afternoon.
Although there is still one book that has not been returned, the buyer has already come to say hello, saying that he forgot where he put it and will come back to return the book after finding it!
Such dismal performance not only made Zhu Yunhuan doubt himself, but even Zhu Gui began to question his nephew.
"Nephew, didn't you tell me that you would make a lot of money? How come three days have passed and I haven't made a penny? Instead, I've spent a lot of money on tea and water?"
"Uncle Thirteen, don't be impatient. The subject of this story is too novel. We need to give the market some time to adapt..."
"Yeah?"
Zhu Gui was skeptical, but after another three days passed and still no single copy was sold, this guy became completely famous.
"Nephew, what the hell is that thing you wrote? No one buys it!"
"Give me back my money, I won't play with you anymore!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he immediately rolled his eyes . The reason why he sought partnership with Zhu Gui was to share the risk.
Now that it’s just started, this guy wants a refund, no way!
"Uncle Thirteen, you are wrong. You need to have confidence in our business!"
"Besides, fantasy is like this. If the number of words is too small, the effect will not be seen at all."
" How about this, we print another batch, it will definitely sell well once the story is coherent!"
When Zhu Gui heard this, he felt numb all over.
"Still printing?"
Zhu Yunxun spread his hands helplessly.
"Anyway, I have no money now. If you back out now, all the money you invested before will go down the drain."
When Zhu Gui heard Zhu Yunhuan say this, he gritted his teeth and said.
"good!"
"I'll trust you again..."
Three more days passed, and two volumes of the Doupo novel were printed in succession, but still not a single copy was sold.
After learning about this achievement, Zhu Gui went straight to Zhu Yunhuan's courtyard in the Prince's Mansion.
"Nephew, come out here, I promise I won't beat you to death!"
Zhu Yunhuan felt absolutely guilty towards his Thirteenth Uncle. He pretended to be sick and didn't go to class for two days, but he was still found at his house by his uncle.
"Uncle Thirteen, I've been thinking about this for the past two days, and I think there's something wrong with our business model!"
Zhu Gui raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said with displeasure on his face.
"What's the problem?"
"I think there's something wrong with your brain. What the hell is that you wrote? Even a dog wouldn't want to read it!"
As soon as Zhu Gui finished speaking, Zhu Yunwen suddenly came out of the room.
"Uncle Thirteen, I am willing to watch it. I really like watching it!"
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. Don't look down on the young because they are poor!"
"Third brother, hurry up and write the rest of the story. I still want to see Yao Lao!"
Zhu Yunhuan patted Zhu Yunhuan's head lovingly and looked at Zhu Gui with pride.
"Uncle Thirteen, I think there are still people who like to read my books!"
Zhu Gui got even angrier when he heard this and stomped his feet on the ground in anger.
"How dare you say that!"
"Among all the princes and grandchildren in our main hall, only a few children under ten years old like him!"
"Who are you going to sell this crappy book to?"
Seeing that Zhu Gui was so angry, Zhu Yunhuan quickly pulled him into the house to drink tea, and then continued to fool him.
"Uncle Thirteen, I thought of a new model!"
"For a new theme like ours, we shouldn't sell it for money in the early stages. We should give it away for free!"
“First whet the readers’ appetite, then make money from the subsequent stories!”
When Zhu Gui heard this, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and Zhu Yunhuan immediately struck while the iron was hot.
"Uncle Thirteen, tell me honestly, how is my book?"
Zhu Gui curled his lips.
"Not very good, no passion at all, and all in plain language..."
Zhu Yunhuan was not happy to hear this. The first element of a novel is that it is easy to understand. What's the point of using so many flowery terms?
"Uncle Thirteen, my book is easy to understand and suitable for all ages. This is a huge advantage!"
"Also, my book has a lot of ups and downs in the plot, and there's a lot of anticipation about the three-year agreement. Don't you want to see the protagonist kill a lot of people?"
When Zhu Gui heard this, he was already somewhat moved.
He has read the subsequent drafts. If you exclude the shortcoming of the lack of passionate scenes, the overall story is indeed good and very attractive.
"Uncle Thirteen, listen to my advice. Let's print another set, and then add it to the previous two sets to form a series and give it to the students of the Imperial College for free..."
"Then I will trust you again?"
Another period of time passed, and Sanwei Bookstore was still losing money, and the loss was very stable.
Zhu Gui has now come to terms with it. He should not have believed that guy's evil intentions and teamed up with him to open a bookstore to make money.
Not only did he not make any money, but he also lost the carriage he used to go in and out of the palace, and now he has no choice but to walk on his own two legs.
Zhu Yunhuan also felt very guilty and always wanted to compensate his poor uncle, but he was really poor.
"Uncle Thirteen!"
"Who are you? I don't know you. Get away from me!"
Zhu Gui ignored Zhu Yunhuan's enthusiasm and walked out of the palace carrying a full food box.
Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan felt even more guilty.
Although Zhu Gui used to carry a lunch box in and out every day when he was in school, the function of this lunch box has changed. It used to be filled with food from the restaurant and left empty. Now it has evolved into the embarrassing situation of coming in empty and leaving with the big pot of food from the palace.
Before I knew it, my uncle had been cheated by me to the point where he couldn't even afford to go out to eat...
Just as Zhu Yunhuan was secretly blaming himself, Zheng Yuanchang, the ambassador of the Silver Bureau, suddenly came up to him.
"Your Highness, the Third Grandson, when will you pay me the money you owe for printing books?"
"Also, will the fifth volume be printed?"
After Zhu Gui withdrew his shares, Zhu Yunhuan invested all his family's money to print a copy.
Now that Zheng Yuanchang was blocking him to collect the debt, Zhu Yunhuan's self-esteem was deeply hurt.
"print!"
"If we print ten copies, I don't believe it won't be a hit!"
"And the money?"
"Send someone to pick it up tomorrow at noon, and I'll definitely give you every penny you want!"
"Okay, I feel relieved with your words, Your Highness."
Zhu Yunhuan sent Zheng Yuanchang away and immediately caught up with Zhu Gui who was about to leave the palace.
"Uncle Thirteen, wait for me!"
Zhu Gui suddenly heard his eldest nephew calling him, and he was so scared that he ran away and disappeared in one breath.
Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan stopped with a look of annoyance on his face, thinking bitterly in his heart, "You ignored me today, but I will be out of your reach tomorrow!"
However, just as he was thinking this, Zhu Gui came back again.
When Zhu Yunhuan saw Zhu Gui again, a happy expression immediately appeared on his face, but before he could say anything, Zhu Gui spoke first.
"Nephew, Uncle Thirteen is really broke. You've lost all my carriage. If you lose more, I'll have to sell the palace!"
"Uncle Thirteen, I'm not here to ask you for money. I want you to do me a favor and help me sell or pawn some of these jade articles."
When Zhu Gui heard that he didn't want money, he immediately felt relieved.
"Selling things is easy, but Uncle Thirteen has to advise you that your book is destined to be a money-losing product. You'd better stop selling it as soon as possible!"
"Also, your second uncle's family just came over to tell us that your second uncle is having a banquet tonight and invites us to attend."
"I specifically mentioned your and Zhu Yunwen's names, and told you both to be there!"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard that it was his second uncle, Prince Qin, who invited him, he was more or less tempted.
He had long heard that the Prince of Qin's Mansion was known as the Little Palace and was built extremely luxuriously.
From this we can see that my second uncle is definitely not short of money. Can I get some money from him to support myself in my career of writing books?
"Uncle Thirteen, if I ask Uncle Two for some sponsorship, can he give me this face?"