Chương 81: Chapter 81
Deng Xian probably knew that Shen Lang's book would be popular.
But he didn't expect it to be so popular and so fast.
That breathtaking large colorful poster was simply a trump card. It immediately attracted the attention of countless people.
The cover of the book was the killer at second sight. It made people pick up the book and open it.
What was really powerful was the content of the book. Such excellent writing and such a wonderful story were the reasons why people were willing to spend money on it.
"Shopkeeper, hurry up and replenish my stock. It's going crazy."
"It's sold out. It's all sold out. Shopkeeper, give me a hundred, no, two hundred, no, three hundred!"
The shop assistants who were sent out to sell books all ran back to report.
Previously, Deng Xian deliberately placed the book stall opposite the door of each bookstore in order to ride on Zhu Wenhua's popularity. But he didn't expect it to be unnecessary.
If Zhu Wenhua's new book hit the market today, it was like a boulder smashing into the surface of a lake, causing huge waves.
The sensation caused by "The Legend of Golden Vase/Plum Romance" was like an explosion in the middle of the lake, setting off monstrous waves.
It sold faster and faster, faster and faster.
In the end … it sold like crazy.
Deng Xian originally estimated that the entire Lanshan City could sell at most three to four hundred books.
He didn't expect it to increase by ten times!
In just one day, three thousand books were sold.
This, this is crazy!
Did I not understand? Or is the world changing too fast?
Is every man in Lanshan City a potential silver thief?
Three thousand books!
Deng Xian's book sold less than five hundred copies in Lanshan City before.
Even Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream sold about five to six hundred copies in Lanshan City.
But there were only thirty to forty thousand people in Lanshan City. Less than eight thousand people were literate.
That was to say, on average, one out of three literate people bought Shen Lang's book.
Of course, this number was wrong because many illiterate people bought it too.
It was ridiculous. He originally wanted to ride on Zhu Wenhua's popularity.
But the sales volume was several times that of Zhu Wenhua's.
And this was just the beginning.
Because in the evening, many women had already come to buy it secretly.
Not only that, Deng Xian also heard that.
Lovely Spring Brothel had already started to line up.
Yi Hong Brothel was even more open to receiving customers.
It was unimaginable that the book had become so popular.
Even if the book was good, it shouldn't be like this!
Of course, he didn't understand. This was the crowd effect, the effect of eyeballs.
In the internet of the future, there would be a few inexplicable exploits every month. The exploits would make the original owner doubt life itself.
Who am I? Where was this? What exactly happened?
And this was only in Lanshan City. Later on, when his reputation spread, he would spread his goods to the surrounding four counties and more than twenty cities.
How many copies could this book sell?
Only the heavens would know!
…
Zhu Wenhua was happily drinking wine in the courtyard.
His book was selling like hotcakes today, and his reputation was going to rise to another level.
The feeling of being able to summon wind and rain in the cultural world was too satisfying.
The four scholars at the side tried their best to flatter him.
He was very famous and was almost the leader of all the young scholars in Lanshan City. There were always people trying to curry favor with him.
Moreover, he came from an illustrious family and had a lot of money on hand. Some ordinary scholars liked to follow behind him to eat and drink.
Therefore, he chose four lackeys, and the one leading them was the Elementary Scholar Wang Shimin.
"Did you see the grand occasion today? Lanshan paper is expensive! "
"Young Master Zhu's book will definitely sell in unprecedented numbers."
"Look at those ladies, how many of them are crazy about Young Master Zhu?"
"You only see the surface, but not the essence. The key is that Young Master Zhu's book is too well written. People can't even taste meat after reading it for three months. "
"I dare to bet that within fifty years, no one will be able to surpass Young Master Zhu in terms of sales."
"When Miss Zhang Chunhua sees this scene, I'm afraid she will also have a crush on him."
"Aren't you spouting nonsense? Within a few hundred miles, can you find one person who is as talented as Young Master Zhu? "
"One? Are you joking? If you can find even half, I will chop off my dick and let you eat it with wine. "
"Even if it doesn't go with wine, I have eaten it before."
Listening to the crowd's flattery, Zhu Wenhua did not speak. He only drank his wine, but his heart was filled with joy.
Flattery would never work.
He would not get tired of this kind of flattery even after ten years.
Of course, he still had to be reserved as a scholar.
After listening to their continuous flattery, Zhu Wenhua said lightly, "Too much, too much …"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Zhu Wenhua asked.
"It's me, Zheng Changnian." It was the owner of Ruyu Pavilion, and his tone was a little hurried.
Zhu Wenhua could not help but frown. This Zheng Changnian was not sensible enough. How could his tone be so disrespectful?
A scholar at the side immediately said, "Old Zheng, are you arrogant? How dare you speak to Young Master Zhu like this? Aren't you afraid that Young Master Zhu's book will no longer be published in your house? "
Zhu Wenhua smiled and said, "It won't be that bad. Open the door."
Immediately, a servant came forward to open the door.
The owner of Ruyu Pavilion, Zheng Changnian, hurriedly walked in. His expression was a little complicated, and he wanted to say something but stopped.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Wenhua said lightly, "There's no room for discussion about the daily limit. In this world, the rarer something is, the more precious it is. The more you prevent them from buying it, the more they want to buy it. I don't need to explain this, right? "
"Of course, of course …" Zheng Changnian said.
Zhu Wenhua said, "How many books did you sell today? How long did you use? "
"260 books. I used less than two hours. Compared to the first volume, it's more than three times shorter." Zheng Changnian said, "In all of Lanshan City, we sold about 530 books today."
"Oh my god!" A scholar exclaimed, "And this is under the condition of the daily limit. If we sell it freely, who knows how many books we can sell? That's really terrifying."
Zhu Wenhua said reservedly, "Old Zheng, isn't this sales already within our expectations? Why do you have to come all the way here to tell me? "
Zheng Changnian's expression became strange. Then, Youyou said, "But … there's another book that sold more than three thousand books today."
More than three thousand books?!
When he said this, Zheng Changnian's voice was trembling.
When he said this, everyone was stunned. Zhu Wenhua suddenly stood up and said, "That's impossible!"
What a joke. How many literate people were there in the entire Lanshan City?
Other than the Four Books and Five Classics, the highest sales of novels in Lanshan City didn't exceed eight hundred.
More than three thousand books?
Even if the sun rose from the west, it was impossible.
Even if the sea flowed backwards, it was impossible to reach such a sales volume.
"There must be people selling their own books?" A scholar at the side said.
This kind of situation also existed. Some rich children would spend their own money to hire people to buy a book in order to create fame and popularity.
Zheng Changnian shook his head and said, "It's definitely not self-promotion. The sales of every book is real. Countless people come to buy it. Not only literate people buy it, but also illiterate people buy it. "
"What book?" Zhu Wenhua said coldly.
Zheng Changnian placed a book on the table.
The few scholars present were attracted by the cover at first glance.
'The Legend of Golden/Vase/Plum Romance'.
Oh my god!
Just this cover, just this title, I want to buy it too.
When Zhu Wenhua saw the cover of the book, his expression changed drastically.
"Shen Lang, that ignorant and incompetent piece of trash's book?"
"Yes," Zheng Changnian said.
Instantly, Zhu Wenhua's face turned green.
He had read Shen Lang's book before. Adhering to the concept of scholars looking down on each other, he quickly skimmed through the book and gave himself a halo of belittling.
Even so, Zhu Wenhua knew that Shen Lang's book was of high quality.
But so what?
Nowadays, the main buyers of these books were ladies. They loved to read about the love and hatred of the rich, and they loved to read about talented scholars and beautiful women.
Shen Lang's book did not suit these readers' tastes at all.
How could it sell so much? More than three thousand books, that's scary!
There must be a scam here. Shen Lang must have spent money to hire people to sell the book and create fake sales.
Zheng Changnian said, "Young master Zhu, calm down and read this book with a normal attitude."
Zhu Wenhua took a deep breath and began to read.
He still had a mentality of belittling the book.
He read the first page, the second page, the tenth page … the thirtieth page.
A whole two hours passed.
Zhu Wenhua quickly finished reading the first volume of 'The Legend of Golden/Vase/Plum Romance'.
He closed his eyes, his chest heaving up and down.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhu Wenhua suddenly threw the book on the ground and said coldly, "What kind of lousy book is this? It's vulgar, completely using vulgar words and illustrations to attract attention. What a despicable method. "
Then, he picked up the book, flipped to a random page, picked out a certain erotic paragraph and read it out.
"What the hell? Using such unsightly words to stimulate the most despicable and vulgar desires of the human heart. The entire book has no literary value at all. The level is so low that it makes one's hair stand on end. "
"That's fine. The key is that the person who wrote this book is extremely depraved. Writing such a book is not only a disgrace to the culture, but it also corrupts the culture and tramples on human morality. This kind of person should be punished. "
And at this time.
Suddenly, a scholar said, "Look, doesn't the face of the man who is being ridden on the cover of the book look familiar?"
"Yes, he does look familiar. And there are a few dots drawn on his buttocks. What are those? "
"It's … shit!"
"This person's face looks very familiar. I don't know where I've seen him before, but I just can't remember."
Then, the gazes of the people present couldn't help but look at Zhu Wenhua.
So … it's here.
Zhu Wenhua's expression instantly changed. He really couldn't see it just now.
Because the name of the character in the book was Zhu Wenshan. He was the descendant of a fallen aristocrat.
Zhu Wenhua felt that he wasn't in dire straits at all. He was very well-off, so he didn't think in that direction at all.
Moreover, he read with a picky eye and only cared about the bad parts.
After being reminded, he hurriedly flipped through the contents and illustrations in the book.
This was incredible!
The Zhu Wenshan in this book was really an allusion to him.
He was born in a noble family. Because he lost his fief, his family's financial situation declined.
He usually liked to play with words to deceive some ignorant young girls. Not only did he cheat them of their money, but he also cheated them of their bodies.
In the end, in order to live a life of splendor and wealth, he became a mistress of Lord Ximen and sang about his chrysanthemum every two or three days.
Moreover, Shen Lang even used a super disgusting word in the book.
Stir sh * t!
Lord Ximen came to find Zhu Wenshan to stir sh * t again.
In an instant, Zhu Wenhua was about to explode!
This is going too far! This is going too far!
This … this is going to destroy me!
…
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