But this is just a deposit, that is, it is a booklet that must be sold. Generally, booksellers like him, if they bookmark five thousand copies, they will have to print at least eight thousand copies... No, this time they have to print ten thousand copies.

Ten thousand volumes, just like this Taibai Collection, it actually prints ten thousand, which is a net profit of 400 taels. Which deal in the world can make such huge profits?

Wang Fang left tears of happiness. Although the other thousand taels of pure profit was sent to Taibai Poetry Club, he could actually do some tricks in secret and intercept one or two hundred taels of silver. As long as the accounts were done well and seamlessly, the scholars might not be able to see it. However, he still curbed his greed. At the beginning, he broke the rules and once he was caught, he would not only have to compensate for a large amount of liquidated damages and cut off cooperation from then on, but he would also have to sue. So many juren and students gathered with them, and even gods could not save him.

What's more, in the future, Taibai Collection will be published every month, so why should you take risks if you can earn honestly?

He has arrived in Hangzhou, and the response here is very good. After all, this place is a place where scholars gather, and there are the most book shops, with more than 30. After visiting each family, he was surprised to find that there were all Taibai Ji signs on it, such as Taibai Poetry Society masterpieces, Jie Yuangong's poems, Zhang Juren's Babaobao, and other lyrics. As for other books, no one is interested in it.

Sometimes when he went to a teahouse, he could always see some disputed scholars with red faces. Wang Fang had never felt this satisfaction before. In the evening, he asked someone to send famous posts to some core figures of Taibai Poetry Society, and invited them to have a meal the next day, which was considered as a formal relationship.

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In the evening of the next day, it was drizzling outside the window, and Hangzhou City seemed to be washing. At this time, the lights were shining. This ancient city seemed to be completely renewed in the drizzle and the lights of thousands of homes.

Wang Fang was looking forward to seeing the appearance of Mr. Jie Yuan. But when he leaned upstairs against the elegant seat by the window and enjoyed the street view, he couldn't help but wonder why the Juren Chen insisted on choosing the place to eat at Jubao Building. Jubao Building is not a very high-end place. At least in Wang Fang's opinion, it is not only the first time we meet, but also the guests are treating guests. He should be in the flower garden where nobles gather in the east of the city. In no time, he can also go to Xizi Lake to climb a pleasure boat, enjoying the fun of silk and bamboo, while allowing the boat to wander in the lake and enjoying the scenery of the lake.

I can't understand.

Finally, he figured out, what good people are, these juren must be worried that they are short of money and want to save money for themselves.

kind!

I couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

At this moment, a few people holding oil umbrellas entered the building, seemingly whispering something. Occasionally, with laughter, they got under the eaves and put away the oil umbrellas and deliberately shook the oil umbrellas, as if they wanted to shake the water from the oil umbrellas, and they were unwilling to wet the tables and chairs inside.

Such people don’t have to look at their outfits to know that most of them are well-educated scholars. Only those who understand the truth are willing to think about others in this way. Then a few people went upstairs, and Wang Fang was soon attracted by a thirteen-year-old boy.

Well, he is no longer low in size, probably like an adult, wearing a very clean but not gorgeous Confucian shirt, the scarf on his head has a little wet mark, so he shook it down and placed it on someone else's head, which must give people a sense of comicality. However, on this steady and beautiful face, it is not abrupt. He seems to have always maintained a not-exaggerating smile. His eyes are very attractive and his pupils are deep, but under the candlelight, there is a gentle feeling in his eyes with clear black and white eyes.

A gentleman is as gentle as jade.

Wang Fang had this idea.

A man who was molesting his uncle said, "Haha, I dare to ask, but Wang Yuanwai, I'm late, I'm laughing. Oh, I'm Zhang Juren, he's Chen Rong, this is Chunqiu, this is Chunqiu's father, Ye Shishu, his surname is Ye Jing, and his courtesy name is Ziyi."

Zhang Jin was very scheming, and after an introduction, he revealed his true form. When he introduced himself, he claimed to be a juren, Chen Rong, anyway, he just stepped on it and called him a name directly. Speaking of Ye Chunqiu, Ye Chunqiu is the main master and Ye Jieyuan, and he couldn't. Even if the pearls are covered with dust, they couldn't cover him, so he called Chunqiu intimately, which means that I am very familiar with him. When introducing Ye Jing, he dared not act rashly. He obediently called Uncle Shi, and then carefully introduced the full name.

Wang Fang hurriedly stood up, bowed one by one, and everyone gave their salutes and sat down.

Since it was my first time to get in touch, I couldn't help but be more cautious and wanted to test the other party through some gossip.

Wang Fang was a businessman, and after just a few casual conversations, he figured out the way. Chen Rong was the president, and she was enthusiastic about the affairs of the society. She was quite steady and had a good conversation. Ye’s father was a restrained person, but he was quite arrogant. As for Ye Chunqiu, he kept pursing his lips and didn’t say anything, but seemed to be observing himself. Xiao Jieyuan couldn’t see through it. As for Zhang Jin... Hey, he could obviously be my brother, at least over 40 years old, so why did he call himself twenty years old and even called Ye Jing the uncle Shi? It’s so strange.

Wang Fang smiled, and finally got to the point and looked at Ye Chunqiu: "Now it is a great expectation. Spring and Autumn, you must be prepared. I will give you a brief explanation here today and say something in my heart. Although it is widely publicized, it is well known to everyone. But more people watch the lively, but because of the name of Jie Yuan in Spring and Autumn, more people want to watch the jokes of Spring and Autumn, but I hope to produce a poem that shocks the four people, although beautiful but not vulgar, so as to suppress those laughing voices. Otherwise, I would probably have an impact on the career of Spring and Autumn, and if I am not careful, I will gain a bad reputation."

His words were considered sincere. Originally, he was doing business and he could make money, but he was worried about Ye Chunqiu when he said this in person.

Ye Chunqiu smiled and said, "I have heard some rumors outside. Everyone's psychology is nothing more than curiosity. Since Chunqiu agreed to provide the article, as for the quality of the poem, or whether it will cause criticism, Chunqiu is also mentally prepared, but it is hard to do anything."

Wang Fang nodded. Until now, he didn't know where Ye Chunqiu's self-confidence came from.

This step is a dangerous chess. If you move well, you will naturally become famous. Ye Jieyuan is even more famous and Taibai Poetry Society will be promoted. However, once you move poorly, you will lose everything. Ye Chunqiu and the Poetry Society will become laughing stocks, and his business must be a one-time blow.
Chapter completed!