Kapitel 80: Chapter 80
For the cultural world of Lanshan City, today was a big day.
This was because the second volume of Zhu Wenhua's "Mandarin Duck Dreams" was on the market.
Several bookstores in the city welcomed an unprecedented grand occasion.
This wasn't an exaggeration at all. This was because the first volume of this book had already created a sales record and accumulated countless readers. They had been waiting for more than half a year.
Almost all the young ladies in the city came out and lined up at several bookstores to buy it.
Although this book was printed by the Jade Pavilion, other bookstores also sold it. They just had to buy it from the Jade Pavilion.
That morning, there were people lining up at every bookstore.
Especially at the Jade Pavilion, there were more than 200 people lining up.
In ancient China, this was almost unimaginable. Especially after the Song Dynasty, the young ladies of noble families basically didn't leave the house, not even taking a step.
Of course, most of the young ladies in this world wouldn't line up personally. They would send their maids and servants.
However, some of the young ladies from well-off families didn't have servants at home, so they had to line up personally. Some of the young ladies were especially infatuated with Zhu Wenhua and hoped to see him today, so they also lined up in public.
Other vendors took the opportunity to promote their fans. In an instant, the entire street in front of the bookstore was bustling with activity. It was a rare sight.
When the other scholars in Lanshan City saw this, they couldn't help but be envious.
Based on what?
We are all scholars, but you are so outstanding?
There are so many girls here. I can't even finish one every day in a year.
"It's open!"
The moment the sun shone on the door, the few bookstores opened at the same time.
Then, hundreds of people rushed in, holding the silver coins in their hands, desperately trying to buy the books.
Just two hours later!
This bookstore's stock was all sold out.
This speed of sales was really shocking!
The owner of this bookstore secretly regretted not preparing more stock. He quickly sent his staff to the Jade Pavilion to buy the books.
At this time, he would definitely be cheated, but it was too easy to sell.
This "Mandarin Duck Dreams" wasn't a book, it was simply walking money.
For a moment, those who didn't buy the books complained.
And those who had already bought the books didn't leave. They lingered in the bookstore and couldn't wait to read.
He was full of praise as he read.
"Dear Zhu, you're really a genius. You've written it so well."
"That's right. The poem that he spoke of was filled with the joys and sorrows of the human world."
"No wonder he is the number one talent of Lan Shan City."
"The new book is on sale today. Why didn't Childe Zhu come? I was hoping to see him."
"Young Master Zhu is not that kind of shallow person. He is the arrogant one. He only cares about writing the best works. He doesn't care about the sales. He doesn't even care if people read his works."
"That's right, our Young Master Zhu is just that lofty and proud."
Is Zhu Wenhua here?
Of course he came. He disguised himself as a middle-aged man and squeezed into the crowd.
Looking at the countless women going crazy for him and listening to the countless people praising him, he felt so good in his heart.
On one hand, he was secretly pleased, but on the other hand, he felt disdain and disdain.
Do you think mediocre women like you are worthy of thinking about me?
All of you are just helping me spread my name and become a backdrop for me to shine brightly.
Only a talented and beautiful woman like Zhang Chunhua, who comes from an illustrious family, is worthy of me.
Zhu Wenhua thought to himself, Chunhua? Do you see how radiant I am? How many women go crazy for me? But I'm infatuated with you alone. "
As for the fact that Shen Lang wanted to publish his book in Lan Shan City, Zhu Wenhua had long forgotten about it.
With just a word from him, no bookstore in the surrounding counties would dare to publish Shen Lang's book, and no one would dare to sell it.
After listening to the crowd's praises, Zhu Wenhua left reluctantly.
Everyone expected that the second volume of Lovers' Dreams would sell well, but they didn't expect it to be so popular.
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It was about eight or nine o 'clock in the morning.
There was a total of 13 stalls in front of all the major bookstores in Lan Shan City.
On each stall, there were hundreds of books. Only the spines of the books were exposed, not the covers.
They were all written by Shen Lang and Kaneki Satoshi, "Endless Romance of the Plum".
Zhu Wenhua's book was sold in a high-end bookstore, but his book was set up in a stall.
It was like one was doing crosstalk in Deyun Society, and the other was doing crosstalk in a stall.
Ask the price again?
Good lord, 60 copper coins per book, 20% more expensive than Lovers' Dreams.
Have you gone crazy thinking about money?
Who is the author?
Langling Xiaoxiao Sheng, I've never heard of him. I don't know where he came from.
Young Master Zhu Wenhua is so famous, but one book is only sold for 50 copper coins.
You, a nobody, actually want to sell a book for 60 copper coins?
Is that pen of yours inlaid with gold?
Thus, the stalls that sold Shen Lang's books were practically deserted, and no one showed interest in them.
Many people were still crowded in the bookstore, waiting for the new volume of Lovers' Dreams to be on the shelves.
Half of these people were women, and the other half were men.
There weren't many men who came to buy Lovers' Dreams, so why did they come? Because there were many girls.
It was normal to rub one's chest in such a crowded place, wasn't it?
No one can say that I'm a hooligan.
And at this moment!
Suddenly …
A man cried out in surprise!
"Look outside!"
Instantly, the hundreds of men in the crowd looked outside.
Oh my god!
…
On the bookstore outside, there was a big colorful picture.
It was an unprecedented color impact!
On the big poster was the beautiful man Zhu Wenshan and Ximen Xianxian.
The woman was seductive and sexy. In this world, the visual impact on men was simply explosive.
Especially since Shen Lang had used the Western style of painting, and it was in color.
Compared to the pictures of beauties in this world, it was many times more realistic and attractive.
The woman on it was so realistic, as if a real woman had been printed on the paper.
No, no.
It was even better looking than a real woman.
That waist, that curve. That posture, that posture.
Although she was wearing a small silk dress, it was more attractive than not wearing it. The key was that it was transparent.
It was more than captivating, it could instantly ignite the dirty hearts of men.
It was so vivid. Although it was still, the men present could totally imagine the action scene.
Come on, we people from the old society have never been influenced by any kind of small movies.
The visual impact was completely unbearable.
It was simply a visual bomb.
The temperature in the crowd suddenly rose.
"Who, who poked me with a stick?" Suddenly, a woman shouted angrily.
Her words were like a pebble.
In an instant, the men in the bookstore surged out and surrounded the bookstore outside.
…
The small bookstore was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.
Those scholars were still reserved and only asked about the book.
As for those scoundrels, they didn't care about their appearance. They gathered under the huge colorful poster and studied it inch by inch.
"Hey, why are your eyes so close to it? Do you think that you can see what you want through the gaps of the clothes? I've tried, it's useless. "
"And you, why are you sniffing with your nose? What else do you want to smell? "
"That wretched shortie, don't stick your tongue out. If you lick it, you'll have to pay for it!"
The bookseller shouted loudly.
"'The Boundless Plum Breeze and Moon' is a masterpiece written by a real aristocrat."
"The story in it is all from real people."
"Feel free to read it. If it's not good, it's free."
Whether they were scholars or businessmen, all of them picked up a book and flipped through it.
It was indeed amazing!
The cover was so exciting and realistic.
And the title of the book sounded like it had a story behind it.
Some impatient people immediately flipped through the book and looked for the other illustrations in it. Then, they clicked their tongues.
It was really amazing.
Every illustration was different. Some were coquettish, some were innocent, some were seductive, and some were provocative.
All of these women were beautiful and alluring.
They had never seen such seductive beauties in paintings before.
The scholars present were the most knowledgeable and picky group of people.
While salivating, they flipped to the first page disdainfully and started to read with a picky and arrogant mentality.
In their eyes, this kind of book was just a book of erotic pictures. Only the pictures were alluring, but the content was bound to be unsightly, even vulgar and full of loopholes.
However, after reading only a few pages, these scholars were a little stunned.
Whether the story was good or not was another matter, but the words in it were really high.
The insight into the ways of the world was deep and profound.
Almost every paragraph here revealed the craftiness and wisdom of the author.
The more they read, the more they found this book to be amazing.
After reading more than ten pages, they judged this book to be very outstanding.
After reading more than ten pages, they judged this book to be extremely outstanding.
After reading more than ten pages, they judged this book to be extremely outstanding.
And halfway through, they completely slapped the table and exclaimed.
Such a good book should be bought home and read carefully, over and over again.
Such a good book should be bought home and read carefully, over and over again.
Immediately, these knowledgeable men began to generously donate their money.
Wonderful, wonderful!
They didn't expect to find such a classic, such an outstanding book on the side of the road.
It was worth it!
…
And these uneducated but literate men.
Turning to the first paragraph of erotic text, it was written too well. It was completely different from the previous books, it was too exquisite. It was as if every scene was playing in their minds.
Turning to the second paragraph of erotic text, it was too, too well written.
Turning to the third paragraph of erotic text, no … no, I have to go home.
…
As for those uneducated and illiterate men.
Turning to the first illustration.
Damn it, the faded old woman at home couldn't stand it anymore.
It was too good, too realistic.
How was this a picture, it was simply … art.
Turning to the second illustration.
Wonderful, wonderful, in the future, I won't have to sleep alone at night, I'll have fun.
Turning to the third illustration.
No, no, I have to go to Lovely Spring Courtyard.
…
It didn't matter if they were educated scholars, uneducated businessmen, or vulgar mediocre people.
They all took out their money to buy it.
Even some illiterate, but rich men also bought a copy to take home.
I don't need to be literate, I just need to look at the pictures.
In the future, when I report every night, I'll take out this book and flip through these pictures, I'll immediately be full of energy and fighting spirit, and I won't have to be despised by the people at home for half a day.
In short, it didn't matter if they were educated, uneducated, or even illiterate men.
As long as they had some money, they were all captured by Shen Lang's book.
…
The same situation played out in all thirteen book stalls in Lanshan City!
It was unprecedentedly popular!
Shen Lang's book was really selling like crazy!
It completely suppressed the popularity of Zhu Wenhua's new book.
As for how many books were sold?
God knows!
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