Starting from Li Chengqian, the prince of the Qing Dynasty, to be honored

Chapter 91 Book Selling
Before Fan Xian could speak, Fan Sizhe said in surprise, "Ah, sister, you almost fell just now, why didn't you tell me, where did you fall? Are you okay, do you want to call your doctor!"

"It's not that exaggerated, I'm fine, but thanks to Brother Li who made the move in time."

Seeing Fan Sizhe's movements, Fan Ruoruo quickly explained.

"Brother Sizhe is eager to protect his sister, which is understandable." Li Chengqian said softly.

Brother Li, Ruoruo, Brother Sizhe!

Fan Xian thought about these three words, and couldn't help but look at Li Chengqian a few more times.

He always felt that apart from giving him a sense of familiarity, this man also inexplicably made him feel a little dangerous.

He looked at Li Chengqian calmly for a long time, then cupped his hands and said, "That's really thanks to Brother Li."

Li Chengqian smiled and said: "Brother Fan, you are being polite, it's just a matter of little effort."

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Fan Ruoruo immediately said: "Okay, don't be too polite, let's eat the vegetables, it will be cold in a while."

At this time, Fan Sizhe took the Red Chamber from Fan Xian's hand, and asked curiously, "Fan Xian, I've heard my sister say that you really wrote this book?"

Fan Xian glanced at Li Chengqian, shook his head and said, "I didn't write it, it was Mr. Cao Xueqin's Red Mansion."

Hearing this, Fan Ruoruo immediately retorted: "Brother, don't hide it, there is no such person in the world."

Fan Xian said helplessly: "I really didn't write it. Such a wonderful book, how dare I deceive the world and claim to be the author? I just wrote this book silently."

Li Chengqian glanced at Fan Xian indifferently, and couldn't help being a little surprised at Fan Xian's memory.

A book of Red Mansions contains hundreds of thousands of words.

If he wanted to write it silently, he felt that he couldn't do it.

On the side, Fan Sizhe didn't care if what Fan Xian said was true or not, he only cared about one thing.

"All in all, are you the only one who knows about the plot behind this?"

He stared at Fan Xian and asked.

Fan Xianyu came to his lips, but suddenly stopped, thinking of the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that is now being passed down to the world, he may not be the only one who knows the contents behind this book.

Seeing Fan Xian's silence, Fan Sizhe said regretfully, "I just read it, and this book is selling very well in private, and one volume can sell for eight taels of silver. As far as the quality and appearance of this book are concerned, with the help of the general accountant of Fuyao newspaper Even better, it is not a problem to print a thousand or eight hundred copies every minute.

According to this printing, the internal cost can be reduced to less than one yuan.

In this way, every time you sell a book, you can make a net profit of seventy-two or nine dollars. Just in such a short period of time, eight or nine copies were sold.

If it is officially sold in the entire Qing Dynasty through the channel of Fuyao Newspaper, at least two to three thousand copies can be sold in a day, which is a net profit of tens of thousands of taels of silver.

This is only the money for one volume. If you control the time well, one volume will be produced in ten or twenty days, and if there are more than ten volumes, it will be a net profit of nearly 20 taels. Huge profit, Fan Xian. "

Fan Xian was taken aback by what he said.

What is the concept of 10 taels?
If you get it in modern times, that is a wealth of over [-] million.

Even he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Fan Sizhe followed up and said, "Do you know that Romance of the Three Kingdoms has also been published recently? Every day throughout the Qing Dynasty, after excluding all costs, the profit exceeds 3 taels."

Hearing this, let alone Fan Xian, Fan Ruoruo's eyes widened a bit.

Only Li Chengqian knew that Fan Sizhe didn't say much.

Because some of the money has been transferred to the net in unknown ways.

With the help of Fuyao Newspaper's channel, Red House can make a net profit of 6000 taels in sales across the country, let alone Romance of the Three Kingdoms?

You must know that the red building is only circulated in Kyoto, and most of them are sold privately.

The Romance of the Three Kingdoms has been promoted to the entire Qing Kingdom early on, and its reputation is not the same in this era.

The sales are booming, almost beyond everyone's imagination.

Fan Xian looked at Fan Sizhe in amazement, feeling that he had a new understanding of his younger brother.

He pondered for a moment and said: "It's not that you can't do this business, but there is a condition."

Fan Sizhe's eyes lit up. Although he now earns a lot of money, who would dislike a lot of money?
Especially this kind of thing that almost loses money from the sky.

For him, the more the better.

"Brother, dear brother, let alone one condition, even ten or hundreds of conditions are up to you!"

Fan Xian smiled and said, "I want to see Mr. Luo Guanzhong from the Fuyao newspaper."

"Master Luo?" Fan Sizhe raised his tone and asked, "That man is usually very boring, what do you see him doing?"

"Mr. Luo is very famous, isn't it normal for me to want to visit?" Fan Xian looked at Fan Sizhe and said, "Give me an accurate answer, can you?"

Fan Sizhe patted his chest and said, "Such trivial matters are left to me. Tomorrow happens to be when I have to go to the accounts, so you can do it with me."

He stared at Fan Xian, and said, "Then it's settled. After the matter is completed, I will handle the business of the Red Mansion. Don't worry, we'll get four or six points, I'll be four, you six, I'm sure I won't lose you!"

Fan Xian stretched out his hand and said, "Say what you say!"

Fan Sizhe patted his head up, and said with a snap, "It's hard to chase after any number of horses!"

Fan Ruoruo pursed her lips, glanced at Li Chengqian quietly, and said in a low voice, "Let Brother Li see the joke."

Li Chengqian said with a smile: "Young brother is very business-minded, and he will become a great weapon in the future."

Fan Sizhe's ability to become half of the general accountant of the Fuyao newspaper has something to do with his keen mathematical talent.

Of course, there is also the reason why he is deepening the relationship between Fuyao Newspaper and Fan's Mansion step by step.

At this time, there was a loud noise outside the window.

"Get out of the way!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Don't sell it!"

"Who told you to sell books here, get lost!"

Sell ​​books?Fan Sizhe is very sensitive to these two words now, so he immediately got up and went to the window to look out.

Li Chengqian, Fan Ruoruo and Fan Xian also got up and walked over.

Immediately, I saw a group of armed people on the street wantonly driving away those book sellers.

Stalls selling vegetables and some tabloids were also hit unnecessarily.

For a time, the ground was in a mess.

In the middle of the street, a sedan chair quietly sits there.

A man held the stolen books in his hand, stepped forward and said, "My lord, all of them have been blown away."

The car curtain was lifted, and a young man with a beard and a long thin face stepped out.

"Guo Baokun?"

Li Chengqian said lightly.

Fan Xian looked at Li Chengqian in surprise, and asked, "Brother Li recognizes this person?"

Fan Ruoruo took over the conversation and said, "The son of the Minister of Rites."

"That's right, I've heard of it occasionally." Li Chengqian said.

Fan Sizhe didn't care about this, he just watched Guo Baokun walking back and forth with the red building sold by others, and asked a little unhappily, "What is he doing?"

Li Chengqian glanced at those people who were wantonly bullied but dared to be angry and dare not speak out, and said in a somewhat unfriendly tone: "It's no accident, I'm here to pick quarrels and troubles."

These futures are all his people!
Fan Sizhe and Fan Ruoruo were a little puzzled, but Fan Xian's heart skipped a beat.

pick a quarrel?Didn't Guo Baokun come here for him?

But, what is the identity of this Brother Li?
What did he mean by these words?
(End of this chapter)