As the shopkeeper of Sanwei Bookstore, shopkeeper Zheng’s vision is definitely leverage.

After browsing the first chapter, he was sure that the lower part of this book "Jin Ping Mei" was really written by Lanling Xiaoxiao.

"The silk clothes are folded with snow, and the precious bun is piled with clouds. The cherry mouth is, the apricot face is peach cheeks; the willow waist is, the orchid heart is in a kind nature. The singing voice is like a flowing oriole on the branch; the dancing is swaying, and the shadow is like a phoenix turning among flowers."

Such words are definitely not something that a fake scholar can write.

"It is touching red and white flesh, and it is lovely and lovely. The skirt is dragged with an emerald gauze shirt, and the sleeves are rolled with mud and gold belts. It is like Chang'e coming to the world in the moon, and it is hard to buy a thousand gold. In seconds, it is so wonderful!"

Manager Zheng stood there and started to watch.

"Ahem!"

The newspaper boy waited for a while and couldn't help asking, "Shopkeeper, the person who gave me a book said, "You will give me ten silver coins. Is this true?"

"Give it! This is a gold coin. You can exchange ten silver coins when you go to any money house!"

Manager Zheng did not leave the book, but his hand reached into his arms, took out a gold coin and handed it to the newspaper boy.

This is definitely not the time to save this gold coin.

"Shopkeeper, this matter seems a bit weird."

The guy saw this scene from beginning to end and felt very strange in his heart.

Is there such a good thing in this world?

I am busy looking for the whereabouts of the lower part of "Jin Ping Mei", and someone came to my door?

"You and I are all chess pieces of other books. At this moment, I guess other book shops have received this book! But as long as we can make money from Sanwei Bookstore, I am willing to be a chess piece. In fact, this is a good result. Everyone has about the same time to obtain this book. Our Sanwei Bookstore's printing workshop is relatively efficient, and it will definitely not be later than others."

Although Manager Zheng was reluctant to move his eyes away from the book, he was talking to the guy with both intentions.

For a shopkeeper, using both minds when reading books is a basic skill.

"Check pieces? Shopkeeper, why do you say we are all chess pieces?"

"At this time, don't you understand? Why can't a good book like "Jin Ping Mei" be sold openly, but you want to give the profit to everyone? Now that the book is popular, you will directly send the lower part to us. Isn't this an open conspiracy? I'll let you make money, but I want this book to become more popular!"

"But I haven't made money. What's the use of "Jin Ping Mei" no matter how popular it is? The people who write books are just for fame and fortune. Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng is obviously not his real name, so the purpose of making fame cannot be achieved. Now all the benefits of selling books have been given up, which can be said to be both fame and fortune. I can't understand this matter at all."

The guy's brain is obviously not as easy to use as Manager Zheng.

As the shopkeeper of the Zheng family in Xingyang, the shopkeeper Zheng's sense of smell is obviously much stronger.

"The characters in "Jin Ping Mei" are insincere and have other ideas. Although I had doubts before, I didn't dare to confirm them. But when the newspaper boy took the initiative to send the lower part of the book to our shop, I immediately figured it out. This book is not for fame and fortune, but for other purposes."

"What other purpose?"

The guy obviously still couldn't figure it out.

"This is not a question you should consider! Let's go to the printing workshop and start making every effort to prepare now, so that the lower part of "Jin Ping Mei" can be entered into our bookstore for sale in the shortest time!"

...

"When the jade is broken, my husband is distorted by love. I feel that you are not embarrassed, so I turn around and hug you. This Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng is definitely a talent once in a century. An ordinary novel about world love is actually written by him so extraordinary."

In the printing workshop of Wenqu Bookstore, Wen Qiming was indeed holding a copy of "Jin Ping Mei" and watching it with relish.

Although this book is very precious, he reads one page and tears off one page.

Then let the craftsman prepare movable type immediately and prepare for printing.

"Shopkeeper, I just went to inquire. Xinhua Bookstore, Sanwei Bookstore and other bookstores have all received books sent by newspaper boys. Now each company is preparing to print them. As for the people who gave the books to newspaper boys, I have not investigated them. Listening to the descriptions of those newspaper boys, I can't find any clues at all."

"No need to look for it. Since they don't want us to know, it's naturally not something we can find! Anyway, as long as this book sells well and we can make money, that's enough. It's useless to think too much about other things."

Wen Qiming, who has made a lot of profits from the first part of "Jin Ping Mei", is now quite open to watching it.

Although I really hoped that I could be the leader again, if I think about it seriously, I have already taken the lead and will be able to release the lower part of "Jin Ping Mei" in almost the same time as other bookstores. He is already the luckyest bookmaker in Chang'an City.

"When the newspaper boy delivered books to us just now, many customers who bought books had already seen that scene. I heard that there is a book in the lower part of "Jin Ping Mei" outside. Some people have already offered 20 guan each, but it turned out to be priced but it was not worth it."

"There are many rich people in Chang'an City. Not only ordinary people like to read this "Jin Ping Mei", but also the noble children like it very much. Even the women who are waiting to be named can't let go. Some people offer high prices, just to see the story a few days earlier, which is normal."

Putting his heart in mind, Wen Qiming felt that he was willing to pay twenty cents of money to buy books in order to see the subsequent plot in advance.

Of course, the books I have spent ten cents of money now, which is not cheap.

"I feel that this book "Jin Ping Mei" is expected to become the most popular novel in history, and it is not impossible for sales to break the historical record. At that time, Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng, Ximen Chong and Gao Jinlian will definitely become household names."

"This is for sure! The only question is how well they are! "

While speaking, Wen Qiming continued to tear off a book he had just finished reading.

Next to it was a bunch of craftsmen busy.

After more than ten years of rapid development, the printing industry of Datang is already relatively mature.

The division of labor among each craftsman is relatively clear and the efficiency is very high.

Especially this time, Wen Qiming stopped all the other work in the printing workshop, and asked the craftsmen to fully prepare for the printing of the lower part of "Jin Ping Mei". The printing preparation time for this book is expected to create a historical record.

...

In the Summer Palace, the court meeting ended very smoothly.

Cen Wenben followed Changsun Wuji and opened his mouth several times to say something, but in the end he didn't know how to speak.

"Jingren, what do you seem to have to worry about?"

The relationship between Changsun Wuji and Cen Wenben is not particularly good, but it is definitely not bad.

Cen Wenben knew very well that if he wanted to realize his ambitions in the court, he could not break the relationship with Changsun Wuji.

But he was unwilling to become a puppet of Changsun Wuji, so the relationship between the two was more than colleagues and less than friends.

"Nothing, I just read the book too late last night!"

Cen Wenben smiled awkwardly and found a reason casually.

"You are still as diligent as ever, but you should be careful of your health. Staying up late will hurt your body. Don't let the beauties at home stay alone in the empty room."

Changsun Wuji couldn't help but make a joke.

He was in a good mood during this period.

Although the methods used to deal with Di Renjie did not have a good effect, many things in the court were developing according to his wishes.

"Changsun Sikong was joking, mainly because the book was written so wonderfully, so I couldn't help it for a while and read it too late. I suggest that you can also read it when you have time, and you might get what you gain."

Cen Wenben said with some meaning.

As a prime minister, he naturally felt a deep meaning from the content of "Jin Ping Mei".

That kind of method targeting the Changsun family and the Gao family could not escape Cen Wenben's eyes.

In fact, he felt that Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng had never thought of hiding this meaning.

However, Changsun Wuji obviously did not understand the meaning behind his words.

"Oh, what book makes you, a talented man who is well-read in poetry and books, praise you?"

"Jin Ping Mei, a new novel on the market, is very different from what I have read before. If you really want to compare it with a book, then it is only "Dream of Red Mansions". Changsun Sikong, if you have time, you can go back to read it tonight. Now many book shops are available for sale."

Cen Wenben once again made his own suggestions.

"Okay, I'll take a look when I have time!"

Changsun Wuji responded very perfunctorily.

When he reached his position, he had to deal with a lot of things every day and had no time to read any novels.

In Changsun Wuji's opinion, the novel is not something that a person like him should read.

If it weren't for Cen Wenben's status being high enough, he would have wanted to scold him a few words.

...

"Jin Ping Mei" caused such a big disturbance in Chang'an City, and as the commander of the Hundred Riding Masters, Li Zhong naturally could not fail to report to Li Shimin.

"You mean that this "Jin Ping Mei" has sold more than 50,000 copies in Chang'an City now?"

Li Shimin looked at the two books on the desktop in surprise, one in the upper part of "Jin Ping Mei" and the other in the lower part.

Apart from "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Dream of the Red Chamber", Li Shimin basically has no time to read novels.

But now Li Zhong solemnly put "Jin Ping Mei" in front of Li Shimin, allowing Li Shimin to feel the difference.

"Yes, this is the data preliminarily counted the day before yesterday. It is estimated that in a few days, the sales volume of this book will exceed 100,000. Nowadays, many bookmakers from other places have also shipped "Jin Ping Mei" from Chang'an City to other prefectures and counties. This sales data will definitely continue to rise."

"The body of the 28-year-old woman is as soft as a slim body, and she uses a sword to kill the foolish man. Although she cannot see the head fall, she secretly teaches you that the bone marrow is dry."

After hearing what Li Zhong said, Li Shimin couldn't help but open the upper part of "Jin Ping Mei". The first thing that caught his eye was a very unique poem.

This made Li Shimin feel refreshed.

There is no way, this poem makes sense.

The key is that it is catchy and makes people unable to help but swear.

Soon, Li Shimin stopped asking questions, but lowered his head and looked at the "Jin Ping Mei" in his hand.

It seemed that after more than an hour, Li Shimin's face gradually became solemn.
To be continued...