Chapter 81: Record-breaking and crushing! Zhu Wenhua is going to explode!
Translator: 549690339
Deng Xian roughly knew that Shen Langâs book would be popular.
However, he didnât expect it to become so popular, and so quickly.
The large, captivating colored poster was simply a killer move, immediately attracting the attention of countless people.
The cover of this book was the second-eye killer. It asked these people to 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 root of why people were willing to spend money.
âShopkeeper, hurry, hurry up and replenish my stock. Theyâre going crazy.â
sold out, all sold out. Shopkeeper, give me a hundred copies, no, two hundred, no, three hundred copies!
The shop assistants who had been sent out to sell books ran back to report their success.
Previously, Deng Xian had deliberately set up his bookstand opposite the various bookstores to ride on Zhu Wenhuaâs popularity. However, he didnât expect that there was no need to do so.
The release of Zhu Wenhuaâs new book today was like a huge rock smashing into a Lake, causing huge waves.
The commotion that Shen Langâs boundless wind and moon caused was like an explosion in the middle of the lake, causing huge waves.
The sales were getting faster and faster.
In the end, the Kasaya sold like crazy.
Initially, Deng Xian had estimated that he could only sell three to four hundred copies in the entire Lanshan city.
He didnât expect it to increase by ten times!
In just one day, he had sold 3000 books.
This, this was crazy!
Did I not understand? Or was the world changing too fast?
3,000 books!
The best sales of Deng Xianâs book in Lanshan city didnât even reach 500 copies.
Even Zhu Wenhuaâs â Mandarin Duck dream â could only sell around five to six hundred copies in Lanshan city.
However, there were only 30000 to 40000 people in the entire Lanshan city, and less than 8000 of them were literate.
In other words, on average, one out of three literate people would buy Shen Langâs book.
Of course, there was an error in the number, because many illiterate people also bought it.
What a joke. She had wanted to ride on Zhu Wenhuaâs popularity.
In the end, the sales volume was several times that of Zhu Wenhua.
And this was only the beginning.
Because in the evening, there were already many women who had secretly come to buy.
For this book to be so popular, it was completely inconceivable.
Even if the book was good, it shouldnât be like this!
Of course, he didnât understand that this was the crowd effect, the eyeball effect.
In the future, there would be a few inexplicably popular shows on the internet every month, so popular that the original owner would doubt his life.
Who am I? Where was this place? What on earth happened?
This was only in Lanshan city. After his reputation spread, he would spread the goods to the surrounding four counties and more than twenty cities.
How many copies would this book sell?
Only the heavens would know!
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Zhu Wenhua was happily drinking wine in his courtyard.
His reputation was going to rise to another level with sold well of his books today.
The feeling of being able to call the wind and summon the rain in the cultural world was too good.
The four scholars at the side kept flattering.
He was very famous and was almost the leader of all the young scholars in Lanshan city. People would curry favor with him at any time.
Moreover, he was born into a prominent family and had a lot of money in his hands. Some scholars from ordinary families especially liked to follow him and eat and drink.
Hence, he chose four lackeys, with scholar Wang Shimin as the leader.
âDid you all see the Grand occasion today? Itâs simply expensive!â
âYoung master Zhuâs book will definitely sell at an unprecedented price.â
look at all those young ladies from prestigious families. How many of them are crazy over brother Zhu? â
âYouâve only seen the surface, but you havenât seen the essence. The main point is that brother Zhuâs book is simply too well written, people who read it for three months would not be able to understand the taste of meat.â
âI bet that within 50 years, no one will be able to surpass brother Zhu in sales.â
Iâm afraid miss Zhang Chunhua will also fall in love with him after seeing this.
âArenât you talking nonsense? Within a few hundred miles, can you find someone who is as talented as young master Zhu?â
âOne? Was he joking? If you can find half of it, Iâll cut my d * ck off and let you drink it. â
âEven if it doesnât go with wine, Iâve eaten it before.â 1
Zhu Wenhua didnât say anything as he listened to everyoneâs flattery. He only drank his wine, but his heart was filled with joy.
Thousands of ways to wear but not flattery.
He really wouldnât get tired of hearing this kind of flattery even after ten years.
Of course, a scholar still had to be reserved.
After hearing their praises, Zhu Wenhua said calmly, â âItâs over, itâs over Yingluoâ
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
âWho is it?â Zhu Wenhua said.
âIâm Zheng changnian.â This was the owner of Jade Pavilionâs bookstore, and he sounded a little anxious.
Zhu Wenhua could not help but frown. This Zheng changnian was not very sensible. How could his tone be so disrespectful?
A scholar beside him immediately said,âelder Zheng, youâre too arrogant. How could you speak to young master Zhu like that?â Arenât you afraid that young master Zhuâs books wonât be produced in your house in the future?â
âNot really, open the door.â Zhu Wenhua smiled.
Immediately, a manservant opened the door.
The shopkeeper of Jade Pavilion, Zheng changnian, hurriedly walked in with a complicated expression. He wanted to say something but stopped himself.
âWhatâs wrong?â âThereâs no room for discussion regarding the daily sales limit,â Zhu Wenhua said calmly. In this world, the rarer something is, the more precious it is. The more you make it impossible for them to buy it, the more they want to buy it. I donât think I need to explain this logic.â
of course, of course, â Zheng changnian replied.
Zhu Wenhua asked,âhow many books did your bookstore sell today?â How long did it take?â
two hundred and sixty books, in less than two hours. Itâs more than three times shorter than the first volume. âIn the entire Lanshan city, we sold about 530 books today,â Zheng changnian said.
âHeavens?â A scholar exclaimed, â and this is under the situation of limited sales. If we let it go, God knows how many books we can sell. This is really terrifying.
âElder Zheng, wasnât the sales expected?â Zhu Wenhua asked in a reserved manner. Why did you have to come all the way here to tell me?â
Zheng changnianâs expression turned strange, then he said faintly, â âBut Yingluo still has a book today, and she sold more than 3000 copies.â
More than 3000 books?
Zheng changnianâs voice was trembling when he said this.
As soon as he said this, everyone was stunned. âThatâs impossible!â Zhu Wenhua suddenly stood up.
What a joke, how many literate people were there in the entire Lanshan city?
Except for the Four Books and Five Classics of Confucianism, the highest sales volume of storybooks in Lanshan city did not exceed 800.
More than 3000 books?
It would be impossible even if the sun rose from the West.
It was impossible to reverse the flow of the sea water, and this sales volume was originally impossible to achieve.
âThereâs definitely someone whoâs self-selling, right?â A nearby scholar said.
This kind of situation also existed. Some rich kids would hire people to buy their books in order to create fame and popularity.
Zheng changnian shook his head and said, â itâs definitely not self-speculation. Every sales volume is real. Countless people are fighting for it. Not only are the literate people buying it, even the illiterate are buying it. â
âWhat book?â Zhu Wenhua said coldly.
Zheng changnian placed a book on the table.
The few scholars present were attracted by the cover at first glance.
Endless moon and wind.
Oh my God!
Just this cover, just this title, even I want to buy it.
Zhu Wenhuaâs expression changed when he saw the cover of the book.
the book of Shen Langâs uneducated and useless trash? â
âYes,â Zheng changnian said.
Zhu Wenhuaâs face turned green.
He had read Shen Langâs book before, and it adhered to the concept of scholars looking down on each other. He skimmed through it and gave himself a Halo of 50% belittlement.
Even so, Zhu Wenhua knew that Shen Langâs book was of high quality.
But so what?
Now, the main force that bought novels was the boudoir women. They loved to watch the love and hatred of the rich and powerful, as well as the talented men and beautiful women.
Shen Langâs book did not suit the taste of these readers at all.
How could he sell so many? Over 3,000 books, that was scary!
There was definitely a trap. Shen lang must have hired many people to sell the books and fake the sales.
âYoung master Zhu, calm down and read this book with a normal mind,â Zheng changnian said.
Zhu Wenhua heaved a sigh of relief and started reading.
In his heart, he still had the mentality of belittling 50 points.
He read the first page, the second page, the tenth page, and then the thirtieth page.
Two whole hours passed.
Zhu Wenhua finished reading the first volume of the â endless wind and moon â rather quickly.
He closed his eyes, his chest rising and falling.
When he opened his eyes again, Zhu Wenhua threw the book on the ground and said coldly, â âWhat lousy book is this? Itâs so vulgar, using obscene words and illustrations to attract attention. What a despicable method.â
Then, he picked up the book, flipped open a random page, and read out a paragraph.
âWhat the hell is this? Using such unsightly words, the entire book has no literary value at all. The standard is so low that it makes oneâs hair stand on end.â
âThatâs not all. The main point is that the author of the book is extremely immoral. Writing such a book is not only an insult to the cultured, but it is also a taint to the general atmosphere and trampling on human nature and morality. This kind of person should be punished.â
And at this moment.
Suddenly, a scholar said,âtake a look, donât you think that the unsightly man on the cover of this book looks familiar?â
âThis personâs face looks very familiar. I donât know where Iâve seen him before, but I just canât remember.â
Then, the few people present could not help but look at Zhu Wenhua.
So Yingying was here.
Zhu Wenhuaâs expression changed completely. He really couldnât tell just now.
This was because the characterâs name was Zhu Wenshan, and he was the descendant of a fallen noble.
Zhu Wenhua felt that he was not in dire straits at all. Instead, he was living a glorious life, so he did not think in that direction at all.
Moreover, he was completely picky when he went to study and only cared about the places that were not good.
After being reminded, he quickly went to read the contents and illustrations in the book.
This is bad!
The Zhu Wenshan in the book was really referring to him.
He was born into a noble family, and because he lost his fief, his familyâs financial situation declined.
Usually, he liked to use his literary skills to cheat ignorant 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 glory and wealth, she became the sugar daddy of the West Gate.
Zhu Wenhua was about to explode!
This is too much, this is too much!
Yingluo is trying to destroy me!
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