"Alright, let's go read some books then." Manager Liu nodded.

Manager Liu showed a little tenderness to the child in front of him.

After going inside.

The waiter inside called out to the Buddha statue, "Young Master."

This made Manager Liu feel uneasy.

Originally, I thought it was not easy for a child to do business. The child was dressed cleanly without any patches, but his clothes were made of coarse cloth, not silk, and he didn't even have a jade pendant.

He had a curved knife hanging from his waist.

However, the scimitar was wrapped in coarse cloth.

The scabbard didn't look like it was anything valuable.

Otherwise, compassion wouldn't be so easily given out.

Now I hear the waiter inside calling them something.

He's called "Young Master," the young master of a bookstore. How could someone of that background be ordinary? Why does he, at his age, still casually display compassion?

"Have some tea!" Futu served a cup of hot tea.

Meng Lijun casually took out the notes she had read and handed them to the merchant in front of her.

Since we're already here...

If you just walk away, that would be incredibly disrespectful.

Businessmen never resort to open hostility.

He sat down and began to read the book in his hand; the book was very interesting.

The stories are written with a captivating rhythm, drawing the reader directly into the narrative.

I went through those eventful events.

Moreover, the main focus is on describing the female protagonist, Meng Lijun, whose every move is admirable, making one exclaim that she is a woman who is just as capable as any man.

She eventually married that mediocre man.

My heart was filled with mixed emotions, a sense of unease.

It lingers in my heart.

His resentment had no outlet.

Who wrote this book?

"I don't know!" Futu shook his head.

The author cannot be named.

Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble later.

After reading it, Manager Liu was filled with a myriad of thoughts.

How could such a woman be confined to the backyard?

What exactly is this chaotic background?

"Are you interested in this book? How about taking some with you and selling them elsewhere?"

"?" Manager Liu's eyes lit up.

This idea seems feasible, it seems workable.

Women are prone to being sentimental.

They are very easily swayed.

If they were to see these books, they would surely treasure them and read them again and again.

even……

"How do you plan to sell these books?" Manager Liu instantly reverted to his businessman's nature.

She showed off her shrewd figure.

Fu Tu smiled and said, "One book, two taels of silver."

"!! This is too expensive. Even the primer only costs two qian of silver. This is ten times more expensive!"

Books are generally more expensive.

But now it's not just a little higher. It's much, much higher.

“Elementary books only have a few words, even the Thousand Character Classic has less than a thousand words, but this book by Meng Lijun has tens of thousands of words,”

"That can't be calculated that way." I've read many storybooks.

I've never seen one that costs two taels of silver.

Books are expensive, paper is expensive, and ink is not cheap either.

But when it comes to negotiating prices, it's all about asking for the moon and then negotiating the price based on reality.

"Three taels of silver!" Manager Liu's bright eyes stared at the Buddha statue.

If you buy goods for three qian of silver, you can sell them for one tael of silver.

They could even find some scholars to help them copy books and sell them.

Paper is expensive, but not outrageously so.

This way... we can save some money!

"Three coins won't do, one tael of silver will do!"

"One tael is too expensive!" Manager Liu shook his head. The cost was too high, especially since there were many things to pay attention to when transporting the books.

At the very least, you shouldn't get wet in the rain.

The two stared wide-eyed.

They eventually negotiated the price of the book down to eight qian of silver per book.

You can take away at least 500 books at a time.

Manager Liu wasn't very confident about this business deal.

However, there is always a need to take risks.

These books sold out here. They were taken to Jiangnan and sold to young masters who liked storybooks, or to other people.

They can all get their principal back.

...

In business, you have to keep trying.

Manager Liu placed the order for the books before leaving the bookstore with red eyes.

As dusk fell, Futu walked toward Xiaoya's braised food shop.

The people working inside were Gouhua and a stable old woman from the county.

As for Zhang Erzhu, he has already built up a large business at the dock.

The net profit per month is several taels of silver.

Huo Chengxu was no longer in Xiaoya's shop.

That person has probably already returned to the Huo family.

I wonder if he'll turn into a pervert again.

His gaze fell on Xiaoya and Gouhua: "Let's go back."

"Okay!" Xiao Ya washed her hands, put on gloves, and took Gouhua's hand as they followed Futu outside.

The village still has the same courtyards.

Su Jiaoniang got married, but she didn't seem to have changed much.

The family lived peacefully and contentedly in their small courtyard.

Such days continue until the last snowflake falls, until spring arrives.

A secret message from the Black-Clad Guards arrived in the capital: Rong Zhen had fallen from power, and the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs was now in the hands of a lowly eunuch.

Madam Feng and Cai Ke disappeared without a trace.

Thinking of Madam Feng, Su Jiaoniang felt uneasy.

Those were friends; she didn't have many people in this world she could talk to.

Although contact with Madam Feng gradually decreased.

But that person helped her a lot at the very beginning.

The capital city!

"Go to the capital?" Lu Wujiu asked.

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