Unlimited job transfers starting from permanent worker

Chapter 200

"Uh……"

Zhou Pingying was stunned for a moment. As the former owner of the bookstore, he also knew many people who wrote books. There are some people who are addicted to books, and there are also people who don't want to be named and just use nicknames at will. This is also true.

But it is rare for someone like Yang Liang to be so self-deprecating.

"Actually, it's not that bad." Zhou Pingying said, "Except for the stinky ones at the back.

It's just that the price of one penny per volume is really too low, and we can't even make back the paper money. "

Twenty thousand taels for a bookstore, I'm afraid Yang Liang will never be able to make money back in his lifetime. If he sells a book for another penny, maybe Yang Liang has no intention of making money at all.

“Can’t you make back even the paper money?”

Yang Liang said: "Then we will use the cheapest paper?"

"The best one is Jiazhou Xuan paper. The paper is as white as jade and its sound is like cotton. The slightly inferior one is Yingzhou paper, but even the cheapest bezoar horn requires thirty coins per knife."

Yang Liang frowned and thought. Although he was not trying to make money, it was best to balance his income and expenditure and try not to lose money to others.

"Is there any cheaper one?" Yang Liang asked.

"No matter how cheap it is, it can only be toilet paper. The toilet paper on the market should cost five cents a dollar."

"it is good!"

Yang Liang said: "We use toilet paper to print books."

"This……"

Zhou Pingying wanted to confirm whether Yang Liang was joking, but this idea was too unbelievable.

"Can't it be printed?"

"It can be printed, but the quality of the toilet paper is too poor and there are some bark and mustard."

"It's good if you can print it." Yang Liang said, "Just do it. I'll go take a nap first. Remember to call me tomorrow."

Zhou Pingying was also speechless, but after all, Yang Liang was the boss. Seeing how he insisted on having his own way, it was probably useless for her to say anything.

Forget it, when he hits a snag and takes a detour, he will naturally look back and listen to the experience of an old-timer like himself.

"Master Li, I suddenly remembered that there is one more thing?"

Zhou Pingying stopped Yang Liang and said, "We have been working hard all night. We can print it tomorrow. May I ask what name you want to use, or should you use your real name?"

"You can't use your real name."

Yang Liang thought, don't I know how to be ashamed?

"Can we use the name of Pingyang Bookstore?"

Zhou Pingying thought to herself that Pingyang Bookstore was passed down from generation to generation, and she did not want to embarrass him.

"In my opinion, the young master should choose a pen name. This has always been the case."

Yang Liang thought for a while and said, "Just use a smile to make a living."

"Um……"

Zhou Pingying chewed on the name and thought, there is some charm in it.

He raised his head and saw that Yang Liang had drifted away.

That night, the lights in Pingyang Bookstore were brightly lit, and the workers worked hard all night.

Yang Liang was fast asleep. At dawn the next day, he got up from the bed and saw that most of the work of the workers had been completed. Zhou Pingying had a white face with a yellowish face and a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

"Why, you didn't sleep all night?" Yang Liang said.

Zhou Pingying cupped her hands and said, "Things to do are important, and I don't care about much. Master, now that the matter is almost completed, what should we do next?"

Yang Liang took a brochure and looked at it. He saw that it was made of the lowest quality toilet paper. Because the quality was so poor, the ink on it smeared when he touched it lightly.

Zhou Pingying's face was full of embarrassment and she said: "I have tried my best, but there is really no way to save the day."

"This is very good, very good. We just have to try our best to make it cheaper and more accessible to the people."

"Ok?"

Zhou Pingying was confused and couldn’t understand what Yang Liang was talking about.

Yang Liang did not continue to explain, but called the fat and white Zhan Feilang to his side again.

"Please find some people to sell these brochures on the streets."

"Does anyone really do this kind of thing?" Zhan Feilang frowned: "Are you afraid of hurting your butt when making toilet paper?"

Zhan Feilang was from the princess's house and lived a luxurious life. How did he know that ordinary people's homes were made of stone tiles.

"Just do it."

Yang Liang didn't say much and gave the order directly.

Zhan Feilang couldn't stand Yang Liang's bossy look, but he was helpless. He just wanted to end this job as soon as possible so that he could return to the princess as soon as possible.

Judging from the hairless look on your mouth, you probably won't be able to deal with it for a few days, so I'll just have to endure it for a day or two.

He touched his chin, and there seemed to be no hair on his mouth.

Yang Liang asked Lu Yuanyuan to make him a cup of tea, then sat in the yard and waited patiently.

After the arrival of spring, the weather is getting warmer day by day. Although it is still a little cool, the sun is already warm when it shines on us.

"Master Li, the book has been printed."

A tired Zhou Pingying and her workers stood in front of Yang Liang.

Yang Liang cupped his hands and said, "Thank you all for your hard work. I have sent someone to order a banquet and it will be delivered to you soon."

These workers are all coolies. Although they are engaged in block printing, some of them may not be able to read at all.

After a busy night, they were exhausted physically and mentally, but after hearing about the wine and meat, they couldn't help but smile on their faces.

Yang Liang still understands their thoughts very well, because he was a worker before.

At this time, Zhan Feilang had already arrived with someone.

There were more than a dozen people lined up in front of Yang Liang, and they all looked to be thirteen or fourteen years old. "Where did you find so many people?" Yang Liang asked curiously. Looking at them, they looked clean and didn't look like beggars on the street.

"They are all people from the princess's house. They are still young and not qualified to serve the princess. They usually do some idle work. This time you want to use people, so I will send them to you." Zhan Feilang said sadly. He now sees Yang Liang became increasingly dissatisfied.

"I see."

Yang Liang saw that they were not very old, but they were already palace servants, doing some waiting work around the eldest princess.

The more such people are, the smarter they are. If they are not smart enough, they will suffer a lot.

Yang Liang handed the printed books to them and ordered them to sell them along the streets for only one penny each, often in teahouses, wine shops, brothels and other places.

They nodded one after another and left.

Yang Liang breathed a sigh of relief. What he should do has been done. The next step is to do his best and obey fate.

He didn't know the effect of this matter. If the effect was not good, there would be nothing he could do.

After all, it’s not your own money you’re spending.

"My father-in-law has mobilized so many people at once. Will there be no one around the princess for a while?" Yang Liang said casually.

"There are many people like this around the princess, and they are all useless."

Zhan Feilang lifted up the hem of his clothes and said, "I have to go and take a look. The boys are very thieves. If you don't pay attention for a while, they will be lazy."

After saying that, Zhan Feilang left in a hurry.

At this time, the street was bustling with activity, and a dozen teenagers carrying school bags were selling goods along the street.

"A penny, a penny, only a penny."

They were still young, had clear voices, and were neatly dressed. It didn't take long for them to attract the attention of people on the street.

"Come on, come on, what are you selling?"

There were many students in the capital rushing to take exams, and a penny was nothing. It didn't take long for someone to be curious and buy one.

After taking it and spreading it out, I was disappointed.

Scholars studied classics and were not interested in such stories about talented people and beautiful women. As for the gossip in the streets and alleys, it can only be described as smelly.

"In a declining world, this kind of thing can be sold."

"It's only a penny, so I'm pretty self-aware."

Someone flipped through the books and threw them on the ground. On the streets of Beijing, this scene happens all the time.

……

Horse's house.

In Ma Ronger's boudoir, Ma Ronger looked into the mirror and trimmed her temples. After a while, a gentle and handsome young man appeared in the mirror.

She smiled with satisfaction, turned around and wanted to leave, but as soon as she opened the door, she saw a woman blocking the door.

"Mother Huang."

"My dear lady, where are you going? Last time you disguised yourself as a woman, I was severely punished."

This person is Ma Ronger's wet nurse. She has raised her since she was a child. The two of them have a mother-daughter love.

"Mama Huang, please be kind and let me out."

Ma Ronger said coquettishly.

"No, this is absolutely impossible. If I let you out, I will give you a whip."

Nurse Huang blocked Ma Ronger back into the room and said, "My good lady, why do you have to run outside? What good things are bothering you outside?"

Ma Ronger sat back in the room, looked up at Nanny Huang, and thought to herself, Mama Huang, you know too little.

There are handsome young men outside who can sing nice articles, there are girls who smell good, and there are wines that will make people feel happy after drinking them.

How lonely and boring it would be if I lived in this deep house and compound all my life.

"Mama Huang, when you were young, did you ever go shopping outside?"

"That was a long, long time ago." Huang's mother said, "Miss, you are about to get married."

"But am I too bored staying here?"

"boring?"

Mother Huang thought for a while and said, "I have a good thing here, but don't tell it."

"What good stuff?" Ma Ronger immediately became interested.

Mother Huang looked around and took out a yellowed book from her body.

"I found this quietly, and now it has spread throughout the streets."

Ma Ronger took it and saw a few big words written on the cover of the booklet: Xiaoxiaosheng.

She spread it out and took a look, and she suddenly became interested.

When I turned to the back, my eyes widened even more. There was such a shocking thing in the capital.

After a while, she finished reading it, but she still felt that she still had more to say.

"Mother Huang, where did this come from? It's so interesting."

"I also found it from the street. I heard that there is only one volume every seven days, and this is the first volume."

"Then we have to wait for several days."

Ma Ronger was amazed and felt that she had missed a lot. She didn't know when she would be able to have a lingering and heart-wrenching love. She could live for it and die for it. Only in this way would her life be worthwhile.

At this time, she couldn't help but think of Sun Jialiang, and thought that if she got married like this, her life would be too boring.

"Mother Huang, you must remember that if there is another volume, you must send it to me."

Ma Ronger rolled her eyes and said, "Mama Huang, are the contents of this book true?"

Huang's mother lowered her head, and the two gathered together and started gossiping quietly.

(End of this chapter)