Jia Yujing of Red Mansion

Chapter 17 Wang Mu visits the house
It wasn't until seven days later that the fiery sales frenzy subsided.

According to statistics, in just eight days, The Condor sold more than 500 regular copies and more than [-] hardcover copies.

This sales volume almost shocked Wang Hun's jaw.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to believe it.

Because even the best-selling books used to sell less than [-] copies in three months.

There are more than 4000 books, excluding various costs and expenses, and the profit is as high as 3000 taels. Even if Wenhuazhai only takes half, there is still [-] taels.

This is only the sales in the first eight days. Wang Hun estimates that before the pirated book comes out, he should be able to sell another one or two thousand copies, which is another profit of more than 1000 taels of silver.

And this is just Chang'an.

He listened to Jia Qiong's suggestion and sold it simultaneously in fifteen major cities across the country with Wenhuazhai branches.

Therefore, even if the sales volume in other cities is not as good as Chang'an, it will still be very impressive.

The sales volume in some areas may even exceed that of Chang'an.

Because Jiangnan is more prosperous and has more scholars.

Calculated in this way, excluding the consumption of transportation, manpower, etc., this Condor Shooting Book can bring a net profit of at least [-] silver to Wenhua Zhai.

This is almost equivalent to half of Wenhua Zhai’s total revenue in a year, which is simply terrifying.

Wang Hun understood that the reason for this grand occasion was not just the good writing of the book Shooting the Condor.

Jia Qiong told him that the sales method played a decisive role.

If it hadn't been for the newspaper's advance campaign, no matter how good the writing was, selling [-] copies nationwide would already be considered an incredible achievement.

Chang'an has a population of one million, but only about [-] people are literate. Among them, only [-] or [-] people have spare money to buy novels.

Jia Qiong's sales strategy makes everyone who can afford to buy the book eager to buy the original copy.

Before the pirated books were printed, Wenhuazhai had already captured most of the market share, which is why it generated such huge profits.

Wang Hun suddenly felt that the money was a bit hot to handle.

Before, he published a book for Jia Qiong with the idea of ​​helping him, and he also had the intention of making friends with young talents.

Unexpectedly, Jia Qiong directly gave him a money tree.

With this kind of advertising strategy, you can follow this approach when you have good manuscripts in the future.

It is foreseeable how much revenue this will increase for Wenhua Zhai.

Wang Hun hurriedly went to Wang Mu to report that even he did not dare to dispose of so much money easily.

At this moment, Jia Qiong doesn't know that his assets are growing at a crazy rate.

Now his life is very regular. In addition to coding every day, he studies Chinese writing by himself.

The Jia family can't learn much from the school. Jia Dairu himself is just a child, so there is nothing he can teach.

Therefore, after recovering from the illness, Jia Qiong did not go to ethnic studies again.

Shen Biyun originally wanted to wait until Jia Qiong was older and able to take care of himself before sending him to a large academy.

But she didn't expect Jia Qiong's academic progress to be so rapid. In just two months, she found that she had nothing to teach Jia Qiong.

He was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and he could pick up poems and articles at his fingertips. He even made rapid progress in calligraphy.

Shen Biyun had never learned the Eight-legged Eight-legged Essay at the time, and could not teach Jia Qiong, so he could only learn it on his own.

Most of the private schools in the city were taught by talented young scholars, whose level was limited, and she did not like them.

However, scholars who were awarded the title of Scholar or Jinshi can already become officials, and few are willing to become teachers.

Even if there are, they are almost all taught in large academies, and ordinary people cannot invite them to their homes.

Those academies are usually in quiet places far away from the city, and they implement a boarding system.

Jia Qiong is too young and Shen Biyun is worried if he is asked to go to an academy to study now. Most academies will not accept him.

Ordinary students will not go to the academy to study until they are fourteen or fifteen years old.

So she has been worrying recently, thinking about how to find a gentleman for Jia Qiong who can come to her home to teach her.

This morning, a carriage slowly drove into Osmanthus Alley and finally stopped in front of Jia Qiong's mansion.

Wang Hun got out of the car first and looked around. He saw the gurgling river here, shaded by green trees, and the scenery was pleasant.

He smiled and said, "Father, this should be it. It's quite quiet here."

Wang Mu waved his hand and said, "Well, go call the door." Then he got out of the car.

Wang Hun nodded and called the door. Jia Qiong and Jia Qiong, who were practicing in the front yard, heard a knock on the door.Xu Shan put on a short coat and stepped forward to open the courtyard door. He was surprised to see Wang Hun standing at the door, with an old man standing behind him.

He has met Wang Hun before.

In the past two months, Xu Shan often went to the palace with Jia Qiong, met Wang Hun from time to time, and even had meals together.

Although Xu Shan didn't know why he came to the door, he still said enthusiastically: "Mr. Wang, why are you here? Come in quickly."

Wang Hun nodded, stepped aside to let his father enter the yard, and said to him at the same time: "This is my father."

Xu Shan quickly greeted him.

Wang Mu glanced at the strong man who was two heads taller and smaller than him, and said to himself, "What a warrior!"

Thinking that this should also be Shen Hengfeng's grandson, the old man felt a little unbalanced.

He wondered why that stubborn donkey was so good. Not only was Jia Qiong amazingly talented, Xu Shan also had the talent to be a fierce general.

"Your name is Xu Shan. How old are you this year?"

"Sir, I will be fifteen by the end of the year."

"You're only fifteen and you've grown so strong. You're really gifted."

Wang Mu walked into the courtyard in admiration and saw Jia Qiong practicing Kung Fu at a glance.

Now Jia Qiong has begun to practice standing on the big gun pile, but it is still incomparable with Xu Shan. The gun he uses is only a five-pound white wax pole.

However, on his exposed upper body at this moment, obvious muscle outlines can already be seen.

This body is much stronger than before. Now let him challenge an adult one-on-one, and he is not weak at all.

Wang Mu asked in surprise: "Jia boy, what are you doing?"

"Mr. Jiechuan, why are you here, Senior Wang?

The junior is practicing. This is really rude. Please sit down in the room. "

Jia Qiong invited the two of them to sit down in the flower hall and quickly put on clothes.

The weather is hot now, and I am sweating every time I practice.

Therefore, he and his cousin practiced Qigong shirtless. It was really rude to meet guests like this.

Wang Mu asked: "In the past, I only knew that you were outstanding in literary talent, but I didn't expect that you are still practicing martial arts. Could it be that you aspire to join the army?"

Jia Qiong said with firm eyes: "After my junior martial arts achievements, although I dare not dream of having the illustrious martial arts skills of my ancestors, I do not want to be a weak scholar with no strength.

The younger generation practices martial arts to keep fit and has no intention of joining the army now.

But if the family and country are in crisis in the future, the younger generation will also be willing to join the army.

It is better to shed blood on the battlefield and wrap corpses in horse leather than to sigh like "just treat Hangzhou as Bianzhou". "

"Okay! What a great statement!"

Wang Hun applauded enthusiastically. Although he was already over [-] years old, his blood was still boiling with emotion from Jia Qiong's words.

Wang Mu also stroked his beard and nodded, obviously appreciating Jia Qiong's ambition.

He could naturally tell that Jia Qiong was speaking from his heart.

Xu Shan invited Wang Mu and his son to sit down and asked Jia Qiong to serve tea while he sat beside him to accompany them.

Now he is the head of the family, and Jia Qiong is still too young.

Although Jia Qiong has shown much maturity in recent times, Xu Shan is still the eldest brother.

He had to take the lead in things like this. After Jia Qiong served tea to the two of them, he also sat down at the bottom.

Xu Shan asked: "Two seniors, don't you know why you came here today?"

Wang Mu asked: "Your mother is at home. Can you please come and see her?"

Xu Shan asked strangely: "I wonder what the boss wants to do with my mother?"

Wang Mu smiled and said, "I have news about your grandfather here."

Jia Qiong and Xu Shan were shocked when they heard this and looked at each other.

Jia Qiong immediately said: "Senior, wait a moment, I'm going to find my aunt."

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(End of this chapter)