Lin Che transmigrated and became the seventh son of the Daqian Zhen Guo Mansion. Because the original owner was not the Duke Zhen Guo’s biological son, he was unloved by his father and mother since...
"We've only been selling for two days."
Sheng Huainan smiled and stretched out his hand, gestured with five fingers, and whispered:
"We printed 50,000 copies, each costing five taels of silver. So far, we've earned 250,000 taels. Excluding the 50,000 taels of printing costs, we've made a net profit of 200,000 taels."
Lin Che was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Can you make so much money? And someone would buy it for five taels of silver?"
You know, Confucianism is flourishing now, and many books are very cheap. For example, a vernacular novel can be sold for two taels of silver.
"Brother Lin, no other book is as novel and bold as yours. The poem at the beginning of the book makes the price go up even higher."
"Also, isn't there a poem dedicated to the Empress at the end of your first volume? I made a temporary change and only printed half of it. I moved the remaining half to the next volume."
"Brother Lin, your task now is to publish the next volume as soon as possible. The 20,000 copies are just for printing. I've already received orders for nearly 100,000 copies."
"These merchants are only interested in profit. They all want first-hand books to sell to other towns. I plan to raise the price in a couple of days. How about we sell it for fifty taels per copy?"
Lin Che gave him a thumbs up.
This little fat guy is really a genius.
"I'll leave the business matters to you. I've been working overnight these past two days to finish the second volume."
Finishing the next book in two days was not difficult for Lin Che, who now possessed a righteous spirit.
And he had no choice but to do it. Now he could only live off his savings. Without a stable income, he really couldn't afford to support these 3,000 palace soldiers.
I have to go out and rob... uh, I have to go out and make a living.
After talking with Sheng Huainan for a while, he said goodbye.
Although he made some money, Lin Che did not divide it up immediately. After all, the subsequent printing still required costs. He had already made 200,000 in the past two days, so he was not afraid to wait a few more days.
At the same time, don't put all your eggs in one basket.
"Should we swallow our pride and hold a fundraiser?"
This should also work.
The fundraising project is naturally to renovate the tiankeng and provide some compensation and medical expenses to the tiankeng guards.
After all, they are all real heroes.
He may not want the money, but it must pass through his hands.
He doesn't need money.
He is not interested in money, he is just a money carrier.
"If the Empress can give me some money, that would be even better. I'm about to go on a diplomatic mission to an enemy country, and the travel expenses should be quite high."
"And all the ministers. I am about to sacrifice myself for the great cause again. I think it wouldn't be too much to hold a three-day farewell banquet."
Just when Lin Che was thinking about how to make money.
At this moment, Empress Jiang Li was also discussing him in the palace.
Jiang Li sat by the window of the imperial study. Outside was a huge clear lake, with the blue sky and white clouds reflected in it, making it look even more beautiful.
There was a pile of memorials in front of her, and the table next to her was also piled high.
She went to the tiankeng for two days and had no time to deal with it.
The emperor, who appears to be high and mighty to outsiders, is actually not so glamorous. He has endless official duties to deal with every day.
Everything is a top priority.
Jiang Li looked at Dao Nu who brought in another pile of memorials. She couldn't help but rubbed her temples and asked:
"There are still so many? Is there anything I have to deal with today?"
"Your Majesty, all of them are here. Don't worry, I haven't brought them yet." Dao Nu replied.
Jiang Li shook his head slightly and said casually, "This Lin Che has wasted a lot of my time. However, he has finally relieved Da Gan of a major worry."
Dao Nu had followed Jiang Li for many years, so he could immediately hear that Jiang Li was full of admiration for Lin Che.
She followed up the conversation, saying, "That's right. I never realized before that the Zhenguo Mansion had such a talented person, both civil and military. He's a master of poetry, and his command of troops is no less impressive. This time, the Zhenguo Mansion has truly made a mistake."
Jiang Li seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and spoke thoughtfully:
"Tell me, what kind of person is Lin Che?"
"He is a man of both civil and military talents, a pillar of the country. Moreover, his talent in cultivation is so high that he is almost catching up with your Majesty's talent." Dao Nu and Jiang Li have a deep relationship, so he is naturally bold and straightforward.
Jiang Li smiled sweetly: "My talent is not as good as his. His breakthrough speed is too astonishing. No wonder Zongheng Tianming chose him."
"This Lin Che, he was silent at first. But his performance was truly astonishing. Every time I saw him leading his troops in drills, I was wondering: was it right or wrong to give him military power?"
Dao Nu frowned: "Your Majesty is very kind to Lin Che. Could it be that he still has the intention of rebellion?"
Jiang Li paused, then shook his head:
"Anyone who is human must have something to pursue. He is not greedy for money, not lustful, has no other hobbies, and even has no weaknesses. Everything he does seems to be for the sake of the whole Dagan..."
"If it were any other subject, with all his merits, he would have long since asked me for a fiefdom. If he had offered the imperial seal to Prince Wu, how much benefit would he have gained? I can't even imagine. If Prince Wu were to rebel and take my place, then Lin Che would have made the greatest contribution to my loyalty."
"But he didn't hesitate at all. He presented it to me directly. He wanted almost nothing. Why is that?"
"Giving him the power of 3,000 palace soldiers is enough to make him extremely grateful. I even had the Mirror Bureau investigate him specifically, and he showed no dissatisfaction."
Dao Nu was listening nearby and also felt that what Jiang Li said made sense.
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