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18 He predicted things like a god!

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Hearing this, Zhou Ji said disapprovingly,""Butler, why do you have to go through so much trouble? I have a relationship with a few ruffians. Why don't you just let them beat the shopkeeper of Qingtian Bookstore and kidnap him?”

The butler sighed.

How could a genius like Zhou Dexing give birth to such a boorish and stupid son!

"First of all, if we kidnap him, we might alert the enemy. What if Liao Zhai escapes?" he explained.”

"Secondly, the emperor has just issued an imperial edict, requesting the noble to restrain his actions.”

"I'll drink with you in a golden cup, and I won't spare you with a white blade!”

"The severity of the wording is rare in history.”

"Isn't kidnapping someone at a time like this akin to running into a gun?”

"This is Ying Tian!"

Zhou Ji felt that it didn't matter. He curled his lips and said disdainfully,"If we act quickly, who will know?”

"Qingtian Bookstore just sold a peach blossom fan and became popular all over the world. In the end, the shopkeeper was kidnapped in the blink of an eye!”

"Young Marquis, do you think that this can't be linked to us?”

Zhou Ji was speechless. He could only wave his hand and say,"Alright, alright."

"Then we'll do it your way."

The butler found a servant who rarely showed his face and prepared a set of coarse clothes for him. He whispered a few words into his ear and said,"Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

He turned to the other servants and said,"You guys carry the silver and go together!"

"Yes, sir!"

The man strode into the library and asked,""Where's the shopkeeper?"

Little Guo glanced at him. Shopkeeper Liu walked a few steps forward and said,""I am the shopkeeper. What's the matter?”

"Good day, shopkeeper. I am Cao Fengji from Henan.”

"Recently, the peach blossom fan in your bookstore has been selling like wildfire. I'm here to discuss a big business with the shopkeeper.”

"Chief Secretary of Henan Province?" Shopkeeper Liu invited them to sit down, and Xiao Guo served them two cups of tea.

"Then may I know which prefecture you are from?”

"Nanyang!"

"Oh, it's near Huguang. What business do you want to do?”

Cao Fengji pouted at his subordinates, and the subordinates behind him immediately opened the chest. It was filled with silver.

"There's a total of one thousand taels of silver here!"

"Your Peach Blossom Fan costs twenty wen per book. We'll charge one tael of silver according to the official price of one thousand two hundred wen!”

"I want to order 60,000 copies!"

"How is it?"

Shopkeeper Liu stroked his beard and said,"60,000 books is not a small number!”

"Pardon me for being blunt, but Nanyang has just suffered a flood, and the people have been displaced into Xunyang Mountain.”

"If you want 60,000 copies, can you sell them?”

Cao Fengji smiled." It doesn't matter. The ones who are damaged by the flood are just ordinary people."”

"The peach blossom fan is selling so well in Ying Tian. As long as we pull it back, those big families will definitely fight for it!”

"I don't have to worry about sales!"

"That's true ~ Hahaha!" "I don't know…" Shopkeeper Liu continued to ask.

"Is the flood in Nanyang serious?"

Cao Fengji said," It's really not small. I heard that it flooded the city. Even the city walls made of green bricks and stones have cracks. There's mud everywhere in the city.”

"The magistrate is currently cleaning up the city with the citizens!”

At this point, he was afraid that there would be any flaws, so he hurriedly said,"I say, shopkeeper, I'm here to talk business. Let's just talk properly!”

"Why are you talking nonsense?"

"If you can succeed, you can succeed. If you can't, you can't!”

"Give me a straightforward answer!"

"Of course, the door is open for guests. This old man has no reason to push guests out.”

"If it's 60,000 books, I'll be able to print them all in three days!”

Because of the economic prosperity, the printing industry of the Ming Dynasty was already very large. However, it was not mainly based on movable type printing as most people thought.

Woodblock printing was still the mainstream. Although movable type printing was advanced, it was not convenient for booksellers.

Even the Yongle Grand Ceremony and the Four Treasury Complete Books were handwritten.

As long as Kangxi got millions of copper movable type to print ancient and modern books, those movable type would be melted by Qianlong!

Cao Fengji laughed when he heard Shopkeeper Liu agree to this matter."How refreshing!"

He leaned forward and made an admiring expression."I still have one more thing to ask of the shopkeeper.”

"What?"

"This author, Mr. Liao Zhai, has written famous works like Du Shiniang's Furious Treasure Chest and Peach Blossom Fan.”

"I really look forward to meeting you.”

Shopkeeper Liu's expression suddenly became strange." Mr. Liao Zhai is busy writing his book. I'm afraid he won't agree to meet you."”

"Oh?"

"Then... I have a letter here. Please pass it to Sir.”

"Shopkeeper, this one has done such a big business with you. It's not like I won't even help with such a small matter, right?”

Cao Fengji pretended to be angry, but Shopkeeper Liu's expression became even stranger." This…" Of course, there's no problem!"

"Good!"

Cao Fengji clapped slightly and said straightforwardly,""Then the agreement is reached. I'll come to pick up the book in three days!”

After saying that, he turned around and left!

Looking at his back, Shopkeeper Liu took out a piece of paper from his pocket. There was a line of delicate words written on it: "Once the Peach Blossom Fan is out, it will definitely cause Zhou Dexing's wrath.”

"Shopkeeper Liu, please be careful. If there are people who order in large quantities, please ask a few more questions to see if there are any loopholes!”

"If this person still wants to see me or send me a letter, it must be Zhou Dexing's doing.”

"Shopkeeper Liu, please lead them to the address below.”

He had deliberately asked about the flood in Nanyang. The previous Henan merchants had said that Nanyang was sunny and sunny.

Shopkeeper Liu admired him and murmured,""I didn't expect that…"

"There's another person in this world who can predict things like a god!”

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(The author is a cripple.)

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