Chapter 2065 Planning

After the foreshadowing of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the book "Marrying the Right Man in the Wrong Sedan" quickly became popular, and most of the people who bought this book were the maids of some young ladies or the maids of their wives. wait.

More than 700 copies were sold in fifteen bookstores on the first day.

The sales volume on the second day was even more terrifying, reaching more than 1,200 copies.

PY Houfu.

The name of Hou Wenchang is Hou Wenchang, and he is the brother-in-law of the current emperor, also known as the country's uncle.

Hou Wenchang took a sip of tea and asked the butler who was standing below: "Have you investigated everything clearly? Who is the owner behind those fifteen bookstores?"

Song Yan's plagiarized book became popular. Not only the pirates were thinking about it, but some powerful people were also thinking about it. After all, with tens of thousands of taels of silver coming in a month, who could resist the temptation?

PY Hou Wenchang was one of the powerful people who wanted to open Song Yan Bookstore.

However, he did not rush to find him. Instead, he ordered people to investigate secretly, intending to find out the details of Song Yan before taking action.

The housekeeper said: "Master Hou, I found out that the owner of those fifteen bookstores is named Song Yan. This person is a recent graduate, and he is also a disciple of Cai Zixiao!"

The best-selling of those three books has also driven the sales of other books in the bookstore. Originally, a bookstore's monthly income was only more than ten taels of silver, but now, excluding those three books, the net profit has reached fifty taels a month. Two more.

The monthly profit of fifteen bookstores is 7800 taels, which is a profit of 10,000 taels a year.

No wonder those powerful people are jealous of bookstore profits.

"He is actually Cai Zixiao's disciple!"

Hou Wenchang frowned slightly, feeling that things were a bit difficult to handle. Even though he was a prince and an uncle of the dynasty, those civil servants might not take him seriously. They didn't like him, even if they included a few of his books. It's nothing unusual.

Therefore, there was no need. He was unwilling to offend those civil officials, especially Cai Zixiao, who was Emperor Wenzong and had great influence in the court.

But he couldn't bear to give up, and he couldn't bear to make a profit of hundreds of thousands of taels that year.

The housekeeper also knew how powerful civil servants were. He rolled his eyes and suggested: "Master Hou, I also heard that Song Yan only has a bookstore in the capital, and there are no bookstores in nearby counties and counties, but our Hou Mansion does. There are a lot of industries. In fact, the reason why the business of the fifteen bookstores is so good is because of those three books. As long as the Marquis takes the books from Song Yan, our Marquis Mansion will then take over the bookstores in the surrounding counties and counties. Take it, and then order the local government to crack down on piracy and check for pirated copies. We can also make a lot of money. If it doesn't work, we can directly produce pirated books!"

In the capital, those civil servants didn't take Marquis PY seriously, but in the local area, few officials dared to refute his reputation, so this method really worked.

"In this case, you take my post and come to the Hou Mansion for a banquet!" Although Hou Wenchang had already planned to do it according to the housekeeper's opinion, he still wanted to eat up the bookstore in the capital.

After serving Hou Wenchang for so many years, the butler couldn't help but sigh in his heart as he didn't know his thoughts. He was very worried that he would get into trouble if he didn't eat the Hou Wenchang's mutton.

the other side.

Song Yan received booksellers from surrounding counties and went to Taiyuan University.

He didn't expect that the booksellers in the surrounding counties and counties had such good noses that they would come to his door the day after the new books appeared. Perhaps they got a taste of the sweetness, and these booksellers actually took 5,000 new books directly from him. He also took away two thousand old books.

The main reason is that although the content of pirated books is the same, the layout is not good, and the illustrations are blurry. Unlike genuine books, the illustrations are in color and clear and lifelike.

The average poor person is willing to save money to buy pirated books, but those with a bit of status are still willing to buy genuine books.

Although it is a little slow to sell out, there is still no need to worry about selling out.

"Hello, Mr. Song, this old slave is the steward of PY Hou's Mansion. This is an invitation from my Lord Marquis. I hope you can come to the house for a banquet!"

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, an old man came up to him and said politely. There were two warriors behind him, but they were not very strong. They had reached the level of martial arts masters at best.

"Hou PY?"

After staying in the capital for several months, Song Yan naturally knew who Hou PY was. The brother-in-law of the current emperor was named Hou Wenchang. It was said that he was greedy and extremely lustful. He had seventeen concubines alone.

"He asked me to go to the banquet? What's the purpose?"

Instantly, he thought of the bookstore where he was struggling.

However, he had long expected such an encounter, so he was not in a hurry. What's more, he was a golden elixir from the Taoist sect. He was not even afraid of the emperor, but he was also afraid of an idle prince.

So he took the post and said: "Butler Hou, wait a moment, go down and get dressed!"

"Master Song, please!"

After a while, Song Yan changed into a milky white gown, and then boarded the carriage that came to pick him up.

Less than half an hour.

The carriage arrived at the Hou Mansion.

Then they stopped in front of a hall, and Butler Hou's voice came from outside: "Mr. Song, we're here, please get out of the car!"

"good!"

Song Yan responded and got out of the car.

Then he entered the hall under the guidance of Butler Hou.

There were two maids with delicate features waiting in the hall.

"Master Song, please wait a moment. I will inform the Marquis immediately!"

"Butler, please!"

Song Yanlai waved his hand disapprovingly and looked at the layout of the hall with a relaxed expression. The whole thing seemed quite luxurious, giving off the aura of a nouveau riche.

It is said that Hou Wenchang was a pig butcher before he became the uncle of the state, and he had the same profession as his father-in-law.

Time passed slowly.

Just when Song Yan was getting impatient, Hou Wenchang finally appeared.

Looking at Hou Wenchang, who walked in surrounded by a group of people with a slightly arrogant expression, Song Yan felt as if he was looking directly at him like a monkey.

"Are you Song Yan and Song Ziyu?"

Hou Wenchang sat down at the main seat and asked.

"I've met the Marquis!"

Song Yan was not polite to him, and hugged his fists perfunctorily.

Seeing that Song Yan did not take him seriously, Hou Wenchang was furious. He slapped his palm on the table and shouted: "Song Ziyu saw me, why didn't he kneel down and salute!"

"Pfft!"

Song Yan couldn't help but laugh, and Butler Hou who followed him was also speechless.

"You bastard, you still dare to laugh at me, come here, get it for me!" Hou Wenchang roared angrily.

"Wait a minute, Lord Marquis!"

The housekeeper shouted quickly.

At this moment, Song Yan's voice sounded: "There are rules in the country. Scholars who have achieved fame do not have to kneel down except the emperor. Does the Marquis think you are greater than the emperor? If you can admit this, It’s not difficult for me to kneel down and bow down to you!”

Hearing Song Yan's words, Hou Wenchang's face couldn't help but turn red. He was just trying to show off his authority, trying to suppress the scholar with his momentum, and then brought up the bookstore, so that the other party would have no room to refuse.

But he didn't think that a scholar with a good reputation would not kneel down even if he saw him as a prince.

"I heard that the Marquis used to be a pig butcher?"

Song Yan said again.

When he heard the word pig butcher, Hou Wenchang's face suddenly turned black, and there was a strong murderous intent in his eyes. He hated it when someone said that he was a pig butcher.

"Song Yan, do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

Song Yan said again: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Hou, I don't mean to humiliate you, because my father-in-law is also a pig butcher. Knowing that Mr. Hou was a pig butcher before, I feel a bit cordial."

Hearing this, Hou Wenchang was stunned. He couldn't get up and down, not to mention how uncomfortable he was.

Seeing this, Song Yan smiled slightly: "Master Hou, please come down here because you just want to buy those bookstores. Master Hou, am I right?"

"Nonsense, why would I want to take advantage of your bookstore!" Hou Wenchang shouted.

"Isn't it? That's because I misunderstood. Originally, I wanted to ask Mr. Hou to participate in the shares, but since Mr. Hou is not interested, forget it!" Song Yan said with a smile.

Suddenly, Hou Wenchang's face turned purple.

Song Yan didn't seem to notice Hou Wenchang's expression, and said to himself: "Actually speaking, although the bookstore has a profit of tens of thousands of taels a month, from my point of view, it is just a small profit!"

A profit of tens of thousands taels a month, a profit of hundreds of thousands taels a month was still a small profit. Hou Wenchang's eyes couldn't help but stare out.

Song Yan looked around and said, "Master Hou, I have a big deal that I want to cooperate with you. Are you interested?"

"You all go down first!"

At this time, Hou Wenchang came to his senses, waved to the others, and then said to the housekeeper: "Butler, Mr. Song's tea has gone cold. Why don't you give Mr. Song another cup of tea?"

"No, I just like herbal tea!"

Song Yan waved his hand.

While talking, Song Yan took out eight exquisitely shaped glasses and put them on the table, and asked with a smile: "Master Marquis, what do you think of these glasses?"

Seeing these wine glasses, Hou Wenchang couldn't move his eyes away. He grabbed one and looked at it while praising: "Baby, it's just a treasure!"

Immediately, he looked at Song Yan and said, "Mr. Song, are these wine glasses your gift to me?"

Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes. This PY Hou is really a top-notch person. He said in a dumbfounded voice: "Master Hou, how much do you think such a set of cups is worth?"

"It must be at least tens of thousands taels!" PY Hou said.

"My business is related to this wine glass. I provide ten sets of wine glasses to the Marquis for sale, one set is eight thousand taels. As for how much silver the Marquis can sell, how about it all belongs to the Marquis?"

After hearing Song Yan's words, Hou Wenchang's breathing became rapid. Even if such a set of cups is sold for 20,000 taels, it would not be a loss. As long as he sells all ten sets of cups, wouldn't he be able to earn more than ten dollars? Ten thousand taels of silver.

So, he looked at Song Yan and said, "Mr. Song, ten sets of cups are too few. Why don't you give me some more? How about I give you ten thousand taels of silver per set?"

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. If I want more cups, I have to sell these cups later!" Song Yan said with a smile: "I will give the Marquis an idea. The Marquis might as well invite someone to come to the house. Go to a banquet and serve them with this wine glass!”

An hour later, Song Yan returned to Taiyuan College in the Marquis's carriage. The reason why he gave Marquis PY the glass was not to make money, but to give him a chance to fight against cholera. Only in this way, as a vassal Only the king's Cao Kui had a chance.