On this day, the business of Shangmo Bookstore can only be described as bustling with people.
Not only does the store have a constant stream of individual customers, but orders from the back hall are also pouring in like snowflakes in deep winter.
At dusk, Hua Chao came to the study room with a thick stack of orders in her arms, looking very happy. She sat directly next to Ying Wuji and asked with a smile, "Wuji! Guess how many orders we signed today?"
Ying Wuji looked at her gentle and charming smile and felt better: "I guess what this thing is for? Anyway, Sister Hua Chao will become a rich woman in the future, I just need to let Sister Hua Chao support me!"
If it were normal times, Hua Chao would definitely say: OK! I will support you from now on.
But this time her cheeks turned red, she bit her lip, and hesitated to speak.
Ying Wuji asked curiously: "Sister Hua Chao, what's wrong with you? If you have something to say, just say it!"
"No, no!"
Hua Chao quickly shook his head, but the scene from the morning replayed in his mind.
She was busy in the accounting office at that time. Xiao Liu hurried in and said that Ying Wuji seemed to have quarreled with the two people from the Gan country embassy. Ying Wuji spoke loudly and said that he wanted to lick her little goddess and take her home to be his wife.
lick……
Of course, it was not an obscene action. Hua Chao had been with Ying Wuji for quite some time, so she could naturally understand the strange words coming out of Ying Wuji's mouth.
The so-called licking means being extremely nice to a person. She didn’t know why it was called licking, but she seemed to hear a sense of self-mockery in it.
Xiao Liu said that Ying Wuji did not mention the name of the little goddess, but no matter which description it was, it was talking about Hua Chao.
Hua Chao spat at that time, knowing that Ying Wuji said that on purpose to irritate those two Chinese people, even though he was usually very nice to her.
She just wanted to jokingly ask Ying Wuji whether he wanted to marry her.
But she was afraid of getting a positive answer, and also afraid of getting a negative answer.
If that's the case, why bother yourself with trouble?
Ying Wuji asked in confusion: "Sister Hua Chao, what happened to you? Are you feeling unwell or are you worried? Did that little jerk Luo Ming come to see you again?"
"No!"
Hua Chao shook his head and quickly changed the subject: "We have signed too many orders today. I am afraid that we can't support the current printing scale. I just found Zhai Yun and asked him to notify the Mohist Guild to make a few more sets of printing equipment and contact some Mohists who are willing to be printers."
"What did Zhai Yun say?"
"He agreed right away and seemed quite happy. After all, there is no other job in Jiang City that offers more benefits than ours."
"Too……"
Ying Wuji nodded. It was true that there were many masters in the Mohist Guild, but in fact most of them were lower-class people who had no hope of breaking through the fetal transformation realm in their lifetime. The work at Shangmo Bookstore was already quite rewarding for them.
He thought for a moment and said, "We need to hold a meeting later and call all the people in charge of the bookstore."
"good!"
Hua Chao nodded.
About half an hour later, all the managers in the bookstore arrived, including the printing foreman Zhai Yun.
Zhai Yun was a little curious: "I have already contacted the printing equipment and the printer, is there anything else, Brother Ying?"
"That must be a good thing!"
Ying Wuji smiled and pointed at Wu Dan who was sleeping soundly on his stomach, and said speechlessly: "What did this guy do? Why is he so sleepy in the middle of the day?"
Zhai Yun curled his lips and said, "He has been spending a lot of money recently. I guess he went to the brothel to exchange ideas with the girls. He spent all the money on the bookstore. He said he wanted to treat his mental exhaustion."
Ying Wuji was speechless: "Let him continue to sleep, let's talk about business first. This time I called everyone here mainly to talk about the Mohist Guild."
Hearing this, all the Mohists present pricked up their ears.
Ying Wuji continued, "According to the current situation, the bookstore has not yet fully recovered its investment, but after receiving the orders, it will definitely make a lot of money in the future. In this case, the promise to the Mohist Guild can be fulfilled in advance. Let me tell you my general plan, and Brother Zhai will give you your opinions later."
"good!"
Zhai Yun was a little excited. He didn't expect that Ying Wuji would move the schedule forward by a month.
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "The books with the most stable sales are still the classics of the Hundred Schools of Thought. Now that the prices have been lowered, the number of people who can afford the books will definitely increase. I plan to adjust the proportion, and the works of the Mohist school will account for at least 30%.
The potential audience of Mohism are all people from poor families, so I think the purchase price of Mohist works must be lower than that of other works. A normal book costs 250 wen, and a Mohist book can be reduced to 150 wen, and the audience will definitely be wider.
However, we promised in advance that the bookstore and the Mohist Guild would split the profits 50-50. Although this will expand sales, the profits will definitely be lower, so whether to do this or not will still be decided by the Mohist Guild."
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After hearing this, all the Mohists present were extremely excited and donated a lot of attribute points.
Zhai Yun was extremely excited when he heard this, and quickly said, "No need! I can make the decision for the Mohist Guild. We are not here for the money. As long as more people can read our Mohist works, we are willing to pay for it. But Brother Ying, can you sell 30% of them?"
His worries were not without reason. After all, Mohism had passed its heyday.
Among all the vassal states now, the State of Qian was completely ruled by the Legalist thought, Confucianism basically sat on the throne of imperial learning in the State of Qi, and the status of Mohism in other countries was gradually declining because of their different interests with the nobles.
He knew that Ying Wuji had a huge number of orders, and he might not be able to finish processing 30% of them.
Ying Wuji smiled and said, "Don't worry! We have a wide range of channels now. Once the cost of purchasing Mohist books is low, those booksellers will definitely be inclined to buy them. Brother Zhai, you are also from a poor family, so you should know how miserable the lives of the lower-class people are.
How could they ignore the Mohist school, which is such a good spiritual sustenance? They can't afford a book that costs one or two taels of silver, so are they unwilling to buy a book that costs two hundred coins?"
Zhai Yun laughed loudly: "Okay! Then let's do as you say, Brother Ying. You have helped our Mohist Guild a lot this time, and I will ask for some benefits from you later!"
"That's easy!"
Ying Wuji smiled and said that the good and bad things could be put aside for now. At least the cooperation with the Mo family this time was quite pleasant and they could continue it in the future.
After discussing the details, several Mohists left together and went back to make movable type printing equipment.
About half an hour later, Ying Wuji was about to take the rest of the waiters to eat at a restaurant, but a man dressed as a guard suddenly came to the door.
The guard walked up to Ying Wuji and bowed politely: "Master Wuji, my master invites you!"
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