After hearing the explanation, both of them showed happy expressions.
"Great! This is a really great idea. As long as your stories are well written, I'm sure people will buy every issue."
And it's the kind of waiting that makes you anxious and restless."
Li Yu wanted exactly the effect that Liao Qiwen described.
"To say it's heart-wrenching is an exaggeration, but that's pretty much it."
Cai Shutao also thought it was a good idea. "Sister Li, I think it's great. Let's write it like this."
The three of them had made up their minds. Qu Xiangbai was not there, Chen Zongwen was busy recently, and Li Yu was busy with the storybook "Walking Together" which was completed before the New Year.
The manuscript has been given for more than two months, but it has not been put on the shelves yet. Chen Zongwen must be anxious.
This can make a lot of money.
The final story would be so popular that the printing house didn’t have time to print it years ago.
Now someone has time to do it, and Chen Zongwen is watching it every day.
This annoyed the craftsman: "Boss, we've already started printing, can you please stop watching us every day?"
“No, I have to hurry up, this book is going to be a hit, I tell you.
Hurry up, I'll give you rewards when you make money."
Who doesn't know that a relative has a hot temper when it comes to saying this? Does he need to be told otherwise?
The printing master secretly complained.
"Tong Qing" is a good storybook recognized even by Qu Xiangbai, and it has been in great demand since it was put on the shelves.
It’s not about how high Qingyan Town’s consumption capacity is, the key is that Qingyan Town only keeps a small portion, and the rest are transported to other places’ bookstores.
Qingyan Town has been out of stock, which made Chen Zongwen so angry that he scolded Qu Xiangbai and turned his elbow outward.
There is no way around this. Some smart businessmen have already started to speculate on prices.
The price of a relative's storybook in the capital has increased several times.
The Yunshang Bookstore in the capital city hasn't even introduced a single relative's storybook.
You can tell me how frustrating this is.
There were printing rooms in the provincial capital, but printing had not yet spread to the bookstores in the capital.
The shopkeepers in the capital were all very anxious. Could anyone else's bookstore be more cramped than their own?
Qingyan Town is a small town where business is booming.
Whenever acquaintances from Qingyang Prefecture came, they would say something bad about them.
"Ah...what's going on with your Yunshang Bookstore? Your business in the capital is not as good as that of a small county town."
"Ah... Boss, do you have a relative's storybook? I heard he's the exclusive writer for your Yunshang Book Pavilion."
"What? There isn't one? Your Yunshang Book Pavilion in the capital is no good."
Words like these made the shopkeeper in the capital angry.
I cursed Chen Zongwen in my heart, and I didn't know where Chen Zongwen found such a person who could write so well.
Not only can he write storybooks, but he also has one idea today and another one tomorrow.
It makes their other stores look like that big fool.
Because of this, they asked Qu Xiangbai for help and asked him to quickly provide some resources to other stores.
As a result, Chen Zongwen became busier and had fewer resources.
When his peers put the works on the shelves, Li Yu was not in the library. He only heard about it from Chen Zongwen later.
The sales are good and the word of mouth is even better.
Many people came to ask for this book, which is in stark contrast to the initial reputation of the previous book, The Walk of Thorns.
Even Lin He, who was at the academy, came back and asked Li Yu, "Mom, have you published a new book? Did you bring it home? I want to read it."
Li Yu was not surprised that Lin He wanted to read a book, but she was surprised that he actually read a storybook.
"What's going on? Why are you reading a storybook again?"
Li Yu asked him.
"Well... the storybook you wrote is very popular. Many classmates in the academy are discussing it, so I want to take a look." Lin He said embarrassedly.
It can’t be known to others later. He hasn’t read what his mother wrote yet.
Besides, listening to my classmates’ discussion seems really interesting, and I am really curious.
I want to see how his mother writes.
Except for the first book, he basically didn't read the rest.
Since his son wants to read what he wrote, Li Yu must have it even if he doesn’t have it.
Besides, she really did have it. Every time her book was printed, Chen Zongwen would give her ten copies.
Since the young master of the Zhou family has it in his collection, the author must have one too. Even if he doesn’t read it himself, he can give it to someone else later.
In this way, she actually collected dozens of books.
Li Yu indeed never reads what he writes, but he has a storybook fan named Lu Xinzhu at home.
Every time she came back, she would leave a copy for Lu Xinzhu.
Li Yu went into the study and took a book for Lin He.
"Here, take a look at what I wrote and give me some comments or suggestions."
Lin He has never been curious about vernacular novels. They are just stories after all.
He had always thought so, even before he read this storybook.
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