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Meanwhile, at Zhang Heng's bookstore.

"Green Cloud Mountain, Taiji Mystic Pure Dao, Bloodthirsty Pearl, Seven Lineages Martial Competition…"

"Amazing. I don't know how you came up with these plots.”

Cheng Chumo was entranced by the scene, shaking his head and occasionally exclaiming in admiration.

"Stop reading, someone is here to buy books!”

Zhang Heng patted him.

"I heard that this bookstore is selling a legendary story called Jade Dynasty?”

A man who wasn't dressed luxuriously, but wasn't too shabby, came in and went straight to the point.

"It's not a legend, it's a novel! To be more specific, this was called a Xianxia novel!”

Zhang Heng corrected him seriously.

The man looked confused." Didn't you say that this book is said to have no gods or immortals in the world? Xianxia novels…"

"You know nothing!"

Zhang Heng's face darkened. He really wanted to tell him about urban novels, fantasy novels, fantasy novels, and erotic novels.

After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. People in this era probably only understood what erotic novels were.

"How much is it? Give me a copy of Jade Dynasty.”

"Alright, 50 coins for a book.”

Zhang Heng's expression immediately changed. He grinned and pulled out a book from the pile of books beside him and handed it to him.

Cheng Chumo and Zhang Heng had negotiated a price of 50 copper coins per book.

Similar legendary stories in other bookstores were mostly sold at around seventy or eighty coins. The price was lowered to facilitate competition.

Fifty copper coins in this era was not a small amount.

One coin could buy three big steamed buns.

Fifty copper coins was enough to sustain an ordinary family for half a month.

Therefore, books were extremely precious in this era.

"Fifty coins, not bad, not bad. Brother Cheng, I'll treat you to a feast tonight!”

Zhang Heng counted the 50 copper coins over and over again with a smile on his face.

This was the first book he had ever sold, and the first sum of money he had ever earned. It was quite memorable, so Zhang Heng decided to use the money to have a big meal and make it a part of his body.

" What kind of feast is 50 wen…"

Cheng Chumo was speechless. He was born in Duke Cheng's Mansion, and any meal he had cost more than fifty wen.

But seeing how happy Zhang Heng was, she didn't have the heart to hurt him.

Zhang Heng's idea and Cheng Chumo's execution of the advertisement were very effective. Almost the entire Chang 'an knew that Celestial Bane was on sale.

Starting from the first person who bought the book, there was an endless stream of people who came to buy the book.

Half a day later, the first batch of 300 copies of Celestial Bane was sold out.

This was not because the people of Chang 'an City had too much money to spend.

Chang 'an City had a population of one million. There were always some people who had spare money and liked to read books. These people were also known as the middle class in modern society.

Coupled with Zhang Heng's advertising methods, it would be difficult to not sell them.

Looking at the stacks of copper coins and silver coins on the counter, Zhang Heng felt a sense of satisfaction and put them away with a wave of his hand.

"Let's go, let's go eat a big meal!"

"Ahem, Old Zhang, don't be anxious. There are still so many people waiting to buy books.”Cheng Chumo tugged at Zhang Heng's sleeve.

At the entrance of the bookstore, there were dozens of people waiting eagerly.

"Everyone, I'm very sorry, but Celestial Bane's first volume has only been printed for 300 copies and has been sold out.”

"If you want to buy a book, please come back tomorrow. At that time, the second volume of Celestial Bane will be released at the same time!”

Zhang Heng stood at the entrance of the bookstore and explained.

It was not that Zhang Heng did not want to sell them the books on purpose, but there was nothing they could do about it. They had no choice but to leave, making up their minds to come early tomorrow.

After everyone left, Zhang Heng closed the door and waved his hand.

"Hualala-"

Copper coins and silver shards covered the counter.

"One book is fifty wen, so three hundred books is fifteen thousand wen, which is fifteen strings of money.”

"Excluding the three strings of capital for printing, we each have six strings for the remaining twelve strings.”

Zhang Heng muttered as he fiddled with the silver and copper coins.

Cheng Chumo shook his head." No, no. Let's not talk about the fact that we're splitting the money 30 - 70.”

"Apart from the three strings of money for the first volume of Celestial Bane, the second volume still needs money to be printed, and the first volume still needs to be printed.”

"In addition, Old Zhang, your bookstore doesn't even have a door plaque. These are all places that cost money.”

"Well, it seems that we can't have a big meal.”Zhang Heng put away the money sulkily.

The two of them went out to eat three bowls of Clear Broth Noodle Soup each. They went to the printing shop to print a batch of books and ordered a plaque.

"San Wei Book House…"

Zhang Heng instructed the craftsmen to hang the plaque on the door. He glanced at it and nodded in satisfaction.

"In the future, no matter what you say, push the blame on Lu Xun.”

Yes, yes, yes, I was the one who said it-Lu Xun.

Another 300 copies of the first volume of Celestial Bane were printed, but the second volume was still incomplete. Zhang Heng planned to finish it in the afternoon and print it at night. He should be able to make it in time.

He closed the shop door, took out a pen and ink, and wrote quickly.

……

A hundred miles away from Chang 'an.

This was a lake that stretched for countless miles. The surface of the lake was as smooth as a mirror. It was called the Clear Court.

On the small island in the middle of the lake.

In an exquisite bamboo courtyard, a dozen young scholars sat in their respective seats.

Among them, there were two people who looked very similar to Cheng Chumo. They were Cheng Chumo's two younger brothers, Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chuliang.

At that moment, the bamboo yard was noisy, just like the high school classrooms in Zhang Heng's previous life. Before the teacher arrived, the students were whispering to each other.

"Reading these stupid books every day is giving me a headache…"

"Who isn't? He's always talking nonsense. Oh my god, why did he send me to the Confucian Academy to study?”

" I'd rather read those legendary stories on the streets than some sage books…"

"In the past two days, there seems to be a legendary story called Celestial Bane that is very popular. The name is very arrogant.”

"I've heard of this book before, but unfortunately, I can only stay in this Qingting Lake and can't read it.”

Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi looked at each other with smug expressions. They each took out a book from their pockets.

"Dang dang dang, look what this is?”

Everyone looked over." F * ck, this is Celestial Bane?" Where did you get it?"

"Of course it was my big brother who sent it!"

"Let me see, let me see!"

" Let me see first. Don't snatch it!"

"Who pulled my sleeve?"

"Who touched my fart? ?"

The bamboo courtyard was in chaos.

"How can there be so much noise in the Confucian school?”

A berating voice sounded outside the bamboo courtyard.

" Oh no, it's Liu shi..."

"Damn, I'm going to be scolded again…"

The scholars lowered their heads and returned to their seats.

"Tell me, what happened?"

A white-haired but energetic old man walked into the bamboo courtyard and asked in a deep voice.

"It's the two brothers, Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chuliang. They brought a legendary story!”

Someone did not hesitate to sell out the two Cheng brothers.

"Damn it, Fang Yi 'ai, you…"

"Humph!"

Liu shi harrumphed coldly. He had always looked down on these legendary stories, and he felt that they were simply a form of spiritual corruption.

"Hand it over. I'll confiscate it!"

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