[Red Mansion] Plane Merchant Jia Rong

Under the envious gazes of the people, the ten men walked up to Chu Wu's side and experienced the feeling of being watched by everyone.

Their minds were filled with the excitement of winning the award, their gazes swept down, and waves of envious eyes greeted them, with a sense of pride in their hearts, they couldn't help puffing out their chests.

Shaoyan, ten handsome ghost employees in uniforms, holding a rolled up poster in each hand, came to ten lucky people to hand over their prizes.

The ten people took it carefully, and the moment they got it, their expressions were extremely happy.

At this moment, all the people below were envious, and some people's eyes were red with jealousy.

Chu Wu said: "Everyone can open it and have a look."

The ten people carefully opened the poster, and when they saw the beautiful woman in the painting, their eyes were unanimously amazed.

Chu Wu said again: "If you don't mind, you can show everyone their prizes."

The eyes of the ten people drifted downwards, and after seeing people's yearning expressions, they lifted up the posters one by one.

Seeing the stunning beauties on the paper with smiles like flowers, each with their own merits, the crowd in the street immediately became commotion.

All the character fanatics pointed to their favorite characters in the book and cheered.

"That's my favorite Zhang family!"

"Ah! Concubine Xi!"

"Little princess! Little princess!"

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People standing nearby can see it most clearly, and even the name written in ink on the paper can be seen clearly.On the contrary, those who are farther away can't see clearly, so they push forward hard, intending to have a closer look at the beauties and catch a glimpse of their beauty.

At this moment, the ten people on the porch rolled up the posters viciously and refused to show them.

The people on the street immediately shouted in dissatisfaction. If eyes can hurt people, the bodies of the ten people above are probably riddled with holes by the sight of thousands of people.

"Everyone, please rest for a while." Chu Wu pointed to the rattan chair beside him and said to ten people, then looked at the crowd below and said loudly: "Everyone, please be quiet! Next, let's continue to announce the second prize The four lucky numbers. They are..."

In countless pairs of nervous and expectant eyes, Chu Wu opened his mouth and called out the first number of the second prize. "One five seven three!"

An old man with white hair and a long beard was stunned for a moment, staring at the line of numbers copied in his hand for two breaths, and then yelled out ecstatically. "It's the old man! One five seven three is the old man's number!"

After a while, Chu Wu said loudly again: "Two thirty!"

"I won! I won! I won the second prize!!" It was a thin scholar who cheered, screaming as if he had won the imperial examination.

Later, Chu Wu loudly called out the third number. "Eight eighty zero!"

In the crowd, Shen Ruo'an, who played truant from school, danced and grabbed Shen Ruoning's body beside him and shook violently, with an expression that wanted to run eight hundred miles to celebrate. "A-Ning, did you hear that! I've won your big brother! I have a portrait of a six-foot-tall beauty that belongs to me!"

Shen Ruoning covered Shen Ruo'an's mouth that kept pushing, and nervously listened to Chu Wu read out the last place for the second prize.

"Nine two forty!"

The voice like the sound of a drum fell, and Shen Ruoning turned into a wilted cucumber in an instant.miss...

A burly man hugged the strange man beside him, and lifted him up with both hands. "Hahahahahaha! Grandpa, I won the prize!"

Chu Wu said loudly towards the bottom: "The four you got are six-foot 'portraits of beauties'. Please go upstairs to the bookstore to receive the prizes."

Four lucky people quickly boarded the porch, enjoying the envious eyes of people.

After receiving the prize, when it was time for the exhibition, Shen Ruo'an bared his teeth at the crowd and said, "The portrait is too big to open, so I won't show it to you."

The other three hugged their respective posters tightly, and echoed with smiles on their faces: "This brother is right, it's inconvenient, so don't read it."

The group of people stared at the four smiling faces above and felt their teeth itch, and almost couldn't help rushing up to beat them up.

Chu Wu clapped his palms, attracting the attention of thousands of people. "The most exciting moment is coming! Finally, the numbers of the two first prizes will be announced, everyone, please pay attention!"

At that moment, countless scorching gazes came, as if they were going to burn through Chu Wu's body.

He took a deep breath, exhaled it lightly, brewed up his emotions, and announced: "The first number to win the first prize is one!"

A middle-aged man at the front of the crowd cheered like crazy. "Hahahahahaha! I won the first prize! I got the 'Beauty Statue'!"

The No.1 lucky person appeared, and Chu Wu quietly waited for him to calm down.After that, he looked down at the paper in his hand.

This time, he kept his eyes on the paper for a long time, but he didn't look up to read it out.

People are eagerly looking forward to seeing through their eyes, thinking about it in their hearts, begging Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and gods from all walks of life to bless them to win awards.

It wasn't until people's appetites were whetted that Chu Wu slowly raised his head and smiled.

He shouted out the last number with all his strength.

"[-]!!"

"Congratulations to the holder of the number [-], who has become the last winner!"

Chu Wu's loud voice fell, and a poor scholar whose clothes were washed white suddenly fainted from excitement.

At the beginning, he was tempted by the prizes, and with the mentality of trying his luck to win the lottery, he squeezed out a few taels of silver and reluctantly bought a copy of "Legend of the Wang Family", and the clinker really made him win.

Among the friends and classmates standing around the poor scholar, among those who pinched him, woke him up.

Yoyo woke up, looking around at the dense crowd of people, the poor scholar still felt like he was dreaming.

He pinched his arm so hard that his flesh turned red, and finally he was sure that everything that happened in front of him was real.

The poor scholar's eyes turned red with excitement, and then wept aloud.

He hugged his best friend, choked up and said, "Brother Li, I won the prize! I won the first prize!"

Friends congratulated each other.

In the private room of the teahouse opposite, I bought thousands of copies of "Legend of the Wang Family", but he was still a non-emirati emperor who didn't win the prize, and almost didn't cry.

"You two, please go upstairs to get the 'statues' of the little princess and Mrs. Zhang!" Chu Wu reminded upstairs in the bookstore.

The impoverished poor scholar hastily wiped away his tears, entered the bookstore together with another middle-aged man who won the first prize, and climbed up the tall building.

When two groups of people carried the "beauty statue" in front of them, the atmosphere reached its climax.Bathed in the eyes of thousands of people, the two poor scholars were overwhelmed with emotion and blushed.

At this point, all the prizes have been awarded, and the lucky people who have received the rewards have gone downstairs one after another.

Chu Wu pointed to the male ghosts behind him, and said to the poor scholars: "Because the 'statue' is quite heavy, our store will send a few people to help move it to your home. Please go ahead and lead the way."

The poor scholar and the middle-aged man nodded, reluctantly withdrawing their eyes from the "statue", and with a smile on their face, they followed the other winners downstairs.

The door of the bookstore opened with a creak, and people from the street rushed over to block the door.

Just when the joyful 16 people felt inexplicable and flustered, some wealthy people or servants sent by officials suddenly bid loudly to buy it.

"Does anyone have a portrait of a six-foot beauty? I bought it for 300 taels of silver!"

"I'll pay 100 taels of silver for a portrait of a three-foot beauty, whoever is willing to sell it will stand up!"

"I'll pay 200 taels for the three-foot one, and 500 taels for the six-foot one. I want two different ones!"

"One thousand five hundred taels! One thousand five hundred taels for a beauty statue! Brothers, is there anyone willing to pay? If the price is not satisfactory, I can add another five hundred taels!"

In an instant, the entrance of the bookstore was transformed into an open-air auction house, and the voices of various bids were flying all over the sky.

The emperor kicked the guards brought out, and urged: "Go and bid for me, I want the statue of the little princess. No matter how much it costs, I have to buy my daughter!"

The eunuch slandered: Girls in their teens, unless the emperor married a wife and had children when you were six years old.

After hearing the emperor's order, the guard hurried to the window and shouted down: "2000 taels of silver, I will buy the statue of the little princess!"

In the crowd, Shen Ruoning looked at the complacent smiling face of her elder brother in the bookstore, ready to move.

He thought about it, and thought that his family had recently made a lot of money from Jia Rong's new-style fragrant soap, and that A Niang also liked Xi's, so she shouldn't be scolded if she bought it.

With this in mind, Shen Ruoning hastily joined the auction. "I'll pay 1000 taels for Xi's six-foot portrait!"

Shen Ruo'an heard his voice inside, raised his head and glared at Shen Ruoning, but he ignored it.

The hustle and bustle caused by various bidding lasted for half an hour. The buyers and sellers paid the money and delivered the goods. Several transactions were concluded on the spot, and the momentum weakened.

Shen Ruoning was among the dealmakers.

He negotiated the price with the butler sent by a senior official, and finally spent 3000 taels of silver to successfully buy the portrait of the beauty of the Xi family that he had been thinking about.

By this time, all those who were willing to sell "portraits" for money had already been sold.For the rest, I am determined to keep it for my own collection, and I am not willing to sell it no matter how high the price is.

Seeing this, the lively crowd all turned their eyes to the "statue" of the little princess next door whose price has climbed to 6000 taels.

When the price reached this point, many participants who liked the role of the little princess had withdrawn from the bidding.Now, there are only five people left fighting with the emperor's guards.

Everyone stared wide-eyed and watched the gods fight.

Rich businessman: "7000 taels!"

The emperor's guard: "8000 taels!"

The owner of the "statue" of the little princess is a poor scholar, and his little heart is beating wildly.

Rich businessman No. 9000: "[-] taels!"

The emperor's guard: "1 taels!"

Hearing that the price had exceeded [-], the poor scholar's legs felt weak, and he was ecstatically surprised.

The butler of a certain official wiped the sweat off his brow, gritted his teeth and said, "Ten thousand and eleven thousand taels!"

The guard was about to open his mouth to bid 1 taels when the emperor suddenly said something behind him. "Wait, tell them that the 1 taels just paid out is gold."

The emperor's guard was stunned, and immediately went out with a blank face to convey the emperor's meaning. "I just said 1 taels of gold."

As soon as the word "gold" came out, the poor scholar was knocked unconscious.

His classmates and friends fell into a slump collectively. Seeing him fainted in surprise, they hurried to pinch him again.

The street in front of the bookstore was silent for a moment, and suddenly there was an uproar, and the crowd was like a turmoil in an instant.

The five wealthy businessmen looked at a certain guard on the window of the teahouse behind them in bewilderment, and almost couldn't help cursing, thinking that the guard had gone crazy.

In the end, the five were forced to admit defeat, and the emperor bought his favorite "daughter".

Being pinched awake again, the poor scholar became dizzy, and a sentence echoed infinitely in his mind. "Sent!"

Facing the congratulations from a group of people around him, he kept giggling.

Because the emperor firmly believed that the "statue" was a fetish from the fairy world, coupled with his obsession with the "daughter", the "statue" of the little princess was sold at an unimaginably high price.

As for the other "statue", it was finally sold at a price of 1 taels.It's just that the 1 taels are silver and not gold.

The transaction prices of the two before and after are not comparable at all.

The five people who competed with the emperor's guards only liked the character of the little princess and disliked Mrs. Zhang, so they did not participate in the bidding this time.In the end, another "statue" was bought by a dude from the Yihou Mansion.

Originally, this "statue" could not be sold at a price as high as [-] taels, but due to the stimulation of the "statue" of the little princess, it was raised by a few thousand taels.

Although he knew that he had taken advantage of the current transaction price, the middle-aged man still couldn't help but sigh deeply, regretting that he had chosen the "statue" of Mrs. Zhang instead of the little princess.

This inexplicably formed open-air auction lasted for nearly an hour before it ended.

When the crowd dispersed, everyone's clothes were soaked in sweat, as if they had just come out of the water.

The next day, news about the special auction that took place in front of Jia Rong's bookshop spread like wildfire.

Even many students in the Imperial College have heard of it.

During lunch time, many students who were poisoned by "Legend of the Wang Family" talked about it.

Jia Rong sat at the same table with several acquainted classmates for dinner, and one of them said to Yourong: "Yesterday, my fourth uncle won a painting of a three-foot beauty, and today I received a letter from home. It's beautifully described."

"Out of tens of thousands of people, there are only [-] winners. Your fourth uncle won the prize, so lucky!"

"Hey, let me tell you quietly, the day before the winner was announced, he went to the temple to pay homage to the Bodhisattva."

"Wonderful! Why didn't my pig brain think of going to the temple to worship?"

"I heard that someone offered 1000 taels of silver to buy the beauty picture in my fourth uncle's hand that day, but he refused to sell it. No, after bringing the item home, many relatives and friends came to ask him for the beauty picture."

"I heard people say that the statue of the little princess sold for ten thousand taels of gold that day, but is it true?"

"Not bad! It was sold by a poor scholar, and he became a rich man immediately after yesterday."

"What luck!"

"Hey, Brother Jia, why haven't you said anything? Did you buy "Legend of the Wang Family" and won the lottery?"

Jia Rong raised her head and said with a smile: "I bought two copies, and yesterday I asked someone to take my number to read it, and this morning I sent a letter saying that I was not selected."

"You don't have to be too disappointed, didn't we also miss out?" Jia Rong was comforted, and the man asked curiously, "I don't know if Jinjiang Bookstore will produce such portraits and statues in the future?"

"I also want to know, if it comes out again, I will fight for everything."

Jia Rong pondered for a moment, then said: "As far as I know, every 'statue' released by the bookstore is unique. Therefore, the Zhang family and the little princess who have been sent out yesterday will not produce another 'statue' .But other characters in the book "Legend of the Wang Family", if there is a chance in the future, it should be possible to appear."

After a slight pause, Jia Rong said again: "The shopkeeper also said that if there are any other activities in the future, there may be characters from various 'comic strips', such as Miss Xiaoqian, Miss Suzhen, etc."

"As for 'portraits', the six-foot-high ones are a bit rarer. Even if we find out in the future, it is estimated that they are as rare as 'statues'. On the contrary, the frequency and quantity of three-foot-high 'portraits' may be relatively high. .”

After Jia Rong finished speaking, she lowered her head and took a sip of her tea.

"Don't say it's a three-foot portrait, it's a bookmark or a blessing card as a gift when you buy a book on Qixi Festival. I am also satisfied."

"Extremely so."

"According to Brother Jia, wouldn't the two statues of Mrs. Zhang and the little princess be out of print?"

Jia Rong nodded and said, "I guess so."

"Fortunately, there are statues of other characters in the book. I really hope that the bookstore will launch new activities soon. It is best to make statues of the heroic eighth sister of the Yang family, even if I can't get them. It’s also great to appreciate.”

Someone asked: "How did Jia Xiong get this information?"

As the real owner of the bookstore, Jia Rong showed no flaws.He replied calmly: "Yesterday, a servant from the family asked a few more questions about the shopkeeper of the bookstore. Hello shopkeeper, I explained it in detail. I read the letter he sent in this morning. learned this.”

"I see."

On the day of the lottery yesterday, the martial arts academy next door was almost empty, and all the students in it ran to Changle Street to watch the prize unveiling.And the students of their Guozijian didn't have the courage to play truant like others, so they either asked their family members to go to the scene, or sent their own servants there.

Song Qing at the next table felt much better after hearing what Jia Rong said, but she still sighed and couldn't eat.

He lay on the table and muttered, "If An won the picture of a six-foot beauty, Ruoning bought one for 3000 taels of silver, but I have nothing."

After chanting for a while, Song Qing suddenly turned to look at Shen Ruoxu beside him. "No, neither have you."

He grabbed Shen Ruoxu's hand with emotion, and said, "Ah Xu, it's good that you are with my cousin. We are a family of brothers and sisters, and we will not play with Shen Ruoan in the future."

Shen Ruoxu returned him expressionlessly, "I don't understand what you said?"

"Why don't you understand? Did you buy the popular "Legend of the Wang Family"?" Song Qing thought that Shen Ruoxu was pretending not to know.

"Well, I didn't buy it, I don't like it." Shen Ruoxu replied lightly.

"Don't like it?" Song Qing looked at his expression in disbelief, seeing that his expression didn't look like a fake at all, after thinking about it, he asked again: "Do you like those comic books more? Which one is it?"

Shen Ruoxu's tone remained unchanged, "I don't like it, I don't like it at all."

"Don't like it? Then what do you like? "Book of Changes"? "Spring and Autumn"? "Book of Rites"..." Song Qing threw out a book for undergraduate examinations.

Shen Ruoxu looked straight into Song Qing's eyes and said solemnly, "I only like Jia Rong."

"..." Song Qing suddenly had nothing to say.

After answering, Shen Ruoxu was silent for a while, and then added: "Besides, my money is not used to buy these things."

Song Qing asked dryly, "Then what are you using it for?"

"Nurture Jia Rong." Shen Ruoxu threw out three words without hesitation, and then said: "So, it is better to buy less unnecessary things."

Song Qing covered her face and fell silent for the second time.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "That's enough, I'm not your Jia Rong. Don't talk to me anymore, go talk to him."

Speaking of this sentence, Song Qing suddenly frowned suspiciously.

"It's strange, you two are sticky every day, why don't you sit together today?" After a pause, he remembered something again, and his expression turned into surprise. "Huh? Thinking about it carefully, it seems that I didn't see you walking together yesterday."

Shen Ruoxu's face darkened suddenly, and he stopped talking suddenly.

Song Qing looked at his expression, then at Jia Rong sitting at the other table, and suddenly understood something. "Didn't the two of you still get bored during Qixi Festival? It's only been two days since you arrived, why did you suddenly have an awkward fight? Did you make him angry?"

After a long time, Shen Ruoxu gave a soft "hmm".

Song Qing looked at Shen Ruoxu and shook his head helplessly, then patted his shoulder for comfort. "Speak out and listen, cousin will find a way for you to calm him down."

Shen Ruoxu thought for a while, then whispered: "On the last day of Qixi Festival, I pestered him until late at night, and hurried to the Imperial College in the early morning of the second day, which made him almost be punished for being late."

"He ordered me not to walk with him or talk to him until he calmed down. Otherwise, I will never touch him again."

"..." Song Qing silently covered her face, and said with a heartache on her face, "Are you still my innocent cousin?"

Should!deserve it!

Shen Ruoxu said seriously: "It's not anymore."

Song Qing: "..."

The voices of Shen Ruoxu's cousins ​​were so low that no one sitting near them could hear them.

However, he couldn't hide it from the ears of the two ghosts around Jia Rong.

The conversation between Shen Ruoxu and Song Qing just now let Bai Ling hear Jia Rong's ears verbatim.

The corners of Jia Rong's mouth couldn't help but curl up, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

The person at the same table saw him and asked curiously, "Brother Jia, what are you laughing at?"

Jia Rong deepened her smile and said, "I'm happy."

Ignoring everyone's suspicious eyes, he pointed to Shen Ruoxu's table and said, "You guys continue to chat, I'll sit with Brother Shen."

After finishing speaking, he nodded slightly to everyone, turned around and took two steps, sat next to Shen Ruoxu, and held his hand under the table.

Shen Ruoxu stared at Jia Rong with surprise, and squeezed him back tightly.

Song Qing bowed her head: Don't think that I don't know your little tricks because the sleeves are in the way!

"Are you... not angry?" Shen Ruoxu asked softly, cautiously and nervously.

Jia Rong smiled affirmatively: "Yes, I can't bear to let you continue to be alone."

Shen Ruoxu smiled brightly, and his eyes suddenly became brighter than the stars in the sky.

Song Qing endured his toothache and took a deep breath.As a man with a wife, I don't envy them at all.real!

After several peak sales surges at Jia Rong Bookstore, the speed of shipments slowed down, and sales continued at a steady rate every day.

Although the passenger flow is not as good as the peak, there are still a large number of customers coming in to buy various books every day.

Not long after the Qixi Festival, the "Legend of the Wang Family" and many comic books shipped to the south of the Yangtze River by various booksellers have finally arrived at their destination.

Major booksellers started selling them in Suzhou, Yangzhou, Hangzhou, Jinling and other places under the titles of "Recommended by the Emperor", "Gongdou Textbook", "Must-read Books for Women in the Houzhai" and so on.

In addition, the booksellers also learned from Jia Rong to put up posters on the wall outside the bookstore to attract customers.

Of course, after all, they spent a lot of money to buy the posters, and they were reluctant to give them away for free in a lottery like Jia Rong did. They just posted them on the walls for the common people to appreciate.

Countless people poured into several bookstores because of all kinds of names or posters of beauties.

After that, the guests who entered the store were full of praise when they witnessed the exquisitely illustrated "Legend of the Wang Family" and the brightly colored comic strips on each page.

The books produced by Jia Rong Bookstore are of outstanding quality and unprecedented features, showing great charm.After it went on sale in Jiangnan, it soon attracted people's looting.

Unlike Jia Rong who sits in the capital, there are as many books as you want.Several booksellers in the south of the Yangtze River brought only [-] copies of "Legend of the Wang Family" from the capital, and only [-] copies of each comic.

Therefore, in less than a few days, all the books were sold out.Even several pictures of three-foot beauties bought from Jia Rong were sold for a thousand taels.

Later, when they heard that the customers who were out of stock were confused, the booksellers were even more confused, and then acted quickly to purchase from the capital.

During the time when booksellers are buying goods, those who can't buy them can't wait, and they don't hesitate to pay a high price to buy them from those who have already bought them.

Within two days, the price of a copy of "Legend of the Wang Family" was priced at 50 taels, and in some places it was even higher.

Soon, Jiangnan also embarked on the old road of the capital, and was hit by the storm brought about by "Legend of the Wang Family".

People were immersed in the fear and panic brought by Wang Shaner.

At the same time, more and more people are discussing the book "Legend of the Wang Family", discussing the characters, events, fights, and methods of harm in women's branches, restaurants, banquets, streets and alleys...

All of a sudden, Jiangnan was filled with all kinds of voices about "Legend of the Wang Family", as if the book could not keep up with the trend without mentioning this book.

In this huge wave, Lin Ruhai, who was worried about his wife's illness, knew nothing about it.

After his subordinates learned about Lin Ruhai's situation, they gave him a copy of "Legend of the Wang Family".While Lin Ruhai was busy with political affairs, she also had to worry about her sickly daughter and her beloved wife who was lingering on the sick bed. She had no time or mood to watch.

So after taking it home, he asked his servants to give it to Jia Min who was ill to relieve his boredom.

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