The transitional texts in the first few times are almost over, so let's breathe a sigh of relief first——

Life is getting better and better.

Liang Feng is very content. Qian Xiaoyi respects his master. He settles the house money first in ten days and ten days, and gives some good wine and meat to serve every day. These days, the wine tastes weak and is about ten or twenty degrees. Although it has a little more methanol, it is easy to enter. It is no problem for Liang Feng, who has experienced countless strong wines, so he is happy to be free and carefree.

Uncle Yong was originally quite jealous of Qian Xiaoyi Bai's benefits. Now, seeing that he respects his young master so much and is filial every day. He is honest and honest, he smiles with a smile, but he does nothing every day and doesn't have to do anything to clean the inn, so he can't help but feel idle. So besides washing and tidying up every day, Liang Feng and Ying Mao listen to Xuan and went to the front hall of the inn to help, not having to pay for his wages, but only trying to make his muscles and bones.

At this time, Qian Xiaoyi's singing class had changed from the You hour in the evening to the second hour in Shen hour to the first hour in Xu hour, for a whole one and a half hours. He still replied once a day, but he just spoke twice a day to fully meet the needs of two different customers, two idle people who did nothing in the afternoon and rich people who were about to celebrate the guests and friends. The income earned almost doubled, and he could get almost five hundred cents a day.

This result is amazing. Qian Xiaoyi suddenly upgraded from a folk artist struggling on the poverty line to a senior white-collar worker. According to modern terms, he can be regarded as a high-level bird of the city management expert. This was something he never dreamed of two months ago.

Of course, all this was attributed to the gift of his little master who was a little devil. So he repeatedly proposed to share the money with his husband, but Liang Feng shook his head and refused. At most, he allowed him to settle the house and provide wine and food. This increased Qian Xiaoyi's respect, and he told everyone that he could have what he is today, all thanks to his master. He came to make a living by his mouth and talked about it. In addition, he was really grateful, so he often added fuel to the fire and said this matter as a commentary, which was simply a legendary story. Therefore, Liang Feng's reputation gradually became louder in the city of Xiangzhou. Everyone in the city knew that a child prodigy came from Puningzhou. The story was well-written, and the kindness and righteousness were extremely urgent.

"Sir, sir."

"It's broad daylight, don't go to prepare for construction, what's wrong?" The weather was good today, and Liang Feng was painting and writing by the window, so he heard Qian Xiaoyi shouting outside.

"Several bookstore owners asked for a visit."

"Oh, ah? Well, please come in." Qian Xiaoyi, who was outside, was puzzled when he heard that the young man changed his tone three times, and he was not easy to ask. He raised his right hand and invited several bookstore owners to the house. The bosses of the house each brought their own servants, but were waiting outside the yard.

Liang Feng had already stood up. It was approaching Mid-Autumn Festival. Young Master Liang was wearing a blue-gray cloth robe, with ears tied around his waist, his hair was neatly combed in the middle. The sunshine at noon shone on his body, making him look starry-eyed and extraordinary. Although he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he was of a deep temperament and was not inferior to adulthood. Several bosses quickly looked at each other, as if saying "It's not easy to deal with."

Liang Feng bowed and said, "I don't know if you are here, you will be welcomed by some seniors. Please sit down. Uncle Yong, Uncle Yong!" An inn waiter outside the door replied, "Little official, Uncle Yong is helping in front of the store. What instructions do you have? Go and do it?" Liang Feng said, "Then I'll bother me to cook some soup and invite guests to tea." The waiter responded. Liang Feng turned around and apologized to the booksellers bosses and said, "I'm negligent." The bosses had already sat down, but stood up and bowed and smiled, "It's okay."

"I wonder what the few people call me?"

Qian Xiaoyi stood aside, listened to Liang Feng's question, and walked forward and said, "Sir, let me introduce it. This is Boss Ding of Mingyu Bookstore." As he said that, he pointed to a middle-aged businessman sitting on the upper left. Boss Ding hurriedly stood up and bowed, and Liang Feng returned the greeting. "This is Boss Liu from Shenghefang, Ruyang." The tall and burly businessman on the lower left stood up and saluted. "This is Boss Zhou of Guanshengyuan Bookstore." Qian Xiaoyi pointed to a thin and white-bearded old man.

"Guanshengyuan? Aren't you making mooncakes? Why do you print books?"

"Mooncake? What is that? No, it's not true. The young official joked. The old man had been selling books with his father and brother since he was young. He has been selling books and printing books for more than fifty years. This Guansheng Garden was the font that was first found for 40 years ago, but he had never made any mooncakes. Haha." After saying that, Boss Zhou said, he smiled.

"Oh, oh, I heard it wrong, offend me. Then this person is right?" After reimbursing, he turned to look at the last young man about twenty-five or six years old, about the same age as Qian Xiaoyi, and asked.

Without waiting for Qian Xiaoyi to answer, the young man stood up and bowed, "Liu Shuwen, Taihe Bookstore in Tangzhou, is here to visit Brother Liang at the order of his father."

Liang Feng said, "I dare not take it." At this time, the waiter had already brought the tea soup. Liang Feng gave it to the tea and said, "What kind of virtue can you do, I dare to help you come here. I didn't expect that Ruyang and the two bosses in Tangzhou would be ashamed."

Boss Liu bowed and said, "Brother Liang is too modest. I'm relying on my seniority and calling you brothers. To be honest, the four of us were very novel and wonderful when we listened to Brother Xiao Yi's singing not long ago. Therefore, the four of us discussed and came to visit us without any risk. I wonder if the little brother has a complete manuscript? If you are at ease, you can leave it to our four families for printing. As for the pen, you must be better. I wonder if you think it is okay?" Boss Liu was tall and burly, and he seemed very straightforward when he spoke. He explained his purpose in just a few words, without any trajectory.

In fact, the four people came to visit at the same time, which was very particular. At first, Qian Xiaoyi sang books, but he was only popular, but he had not attracted their attention. The later, the "Journey to the West" was exciting and sensational, which alarmed the local book shops, Mingyufang and Guanshengyuan. After listening to Qian Xiaoyi's frequent award speeches, he knew that there was an author Liang Feng. He wanted to contact him. However, Xiangzhou was frequently surrounded by Han River, and the north and south. Shenghefang and Taihefang often came and went. This time he got the news and wanted to contact printing. The four businesses were like that, and they had always had the same or not. Due to their deep financial resources, other small workshops could not compete. Over time, they had a vague momentum to monopolize the entire Southwest Road folk printing industry.

At the beginning of the Northern Song Dynasty, the folk printing industry gradually flourished, but due to the government's control, all rules, proclamations, various sub-books, historical books, etc. were printed by the official and were not allowed to be involved in it. The people could only print and sell some calendars, farming seasons, vernacular books, etc. After careful observation of "Journey to the West", the four companies unanimously determined that once this book was released, it would be popular all over the world. The four bookshops, which one of the four companies had monopolized, were very considerable, but the trend of union had already formed, and no one could take it alone. So they discussed the union.

When we come to the door, one is that everyone has a share, and the other is that we can control the price so that Liang Feng will not defeat each of them, causing competition. All the four families want to forgive such a little child, even if they are extremely smart, they cannot escape their plan. Therefore, Boss Liu came up and said something. He seemed to be blunt, but in fact he did not leave any room for anything, so he would just set the price directly. If Liang Feng refused, they would not be afraid. Looking at the entire Southwest Road of Jingxi, who else can compete with the four of them? If you want to find another company, you really can't afford any big price.

After hearing what Boss Liu said, Liang Feng nodded and smiled, "Boss Liu is really happy, and I will not hide it from it. I went astray and squandered my family's wealth, and it was only when I was in Xiangzhou today. This book was originally intended to be sold, otherwise how could I return to my hometown to rectify my family? But if it was sold at a high price, you will not be profitable; if it was sold at a low price, I am too unprofitable. Besides, I am young and don't know how much this book can be worth. Let's do this, I will give you a price, and I will think about it."

The slightly fat Boss Ding kept drinking tea while observing Liang Feng. At this time, he put down the tea bowl and said, "I am also a cheerful person. We have already discussed it when we came. My four families are willing to pay 300 coins to buy the full draft of my brother. How about it?"

"Three hundred guan? That's really a lot!" Liang Feng looked surprised and looked back at Qian Xiaoyi standing beside him. Qian Xiaoyi had been standing by him and said nothing. At this time, he saw Liang Feng looking at him, and hurriedly curled his lips and shook his head, indicating that he would not sell it. In fact, 300 guan is worth 270,800 yuan in later generations. It is worth a lot. If it is an ordinary novel, it would be very good to sell it. But Liang Feng understood that this is a classic work. The history of novels for thousands of years in China has only been supported by these few books. In the words of Tathagata Buddha, "It's sold cheaply, and it's a waste of money to use it in the future." Surprised was pretending, and it's natural not to sell it. However, after reading Qian Xiaoyi's expression, I was very happy. This disciple was not in vain. It was not the kind of thing that could be eaten inside and out.

"So, brother, are you? Well, let's take the paper and pen, let's sign the contract as a basis, and pay the money and deliver the goods in one hand, so let's do it." Boss Liu said. The rest of the people said yes together, nodding at each other, as if the deal had been settled.

"But, not busy, there are still a few questions I want to figure out."

"Well, Brother Liang, please speak."

"According to the eyes of all experts, if the carving version of our book is successful, how much will it be sold?" "Well, I dare not say that if there are too many, I guess there should be 5,000 volumes." After hearing Liang Feng's question, Boss Zhou responded carefully.

"What's the price?"

"Our four companies join forces, of course they can't just print them casually. We have to hire a good craftsman to carve this carving. This carving must be made of jujube wood. In this way, one volume should be more than 300 texts, so it will be better." This time, Liu Shuwen from Taihefang said.

"Yes, you have to pay more than 300 s. You guys, then I'm surprised. Five thousand volumes of printing should be worth 1,500 stakes. You will pay me 300 stakes at the same time. After all, you will pay me 300 stakes. Even if the rest of the expenses are spent, the profits of this manuscript are only about 200 stakes. It's only 700 stakes to each company. According to the names of each company, they actually join forces to do such small profits. I'm afraid it's not reasonable? Haha."
Chapter completed!