Ming Dynasty: Abandoned baby at the beginning, Zhu let me be the emperor

Zhu Ming didn't stop until he was almost at the downtown entrance and looked at the bookstore next to him.

Although there are only a few scholars choosing books in this store, it is already quite good compared to other bookstores.

"Gentlemen and ladies, what kind of books would you like to buy?"

Compared to the plain clothes worn by other scholars, the silk worn by Zhu Ming and Xu Miaojin instantly attracted the attention of the waiters in the shop.

He left the other guests behind and came over with a smile on his face. He rubbed his hands excitedly as he smiled.

Generally, these small customers don’t care about the price when buying things. If the deal is successful, it will be a big deal.

"Where's your boss?"

Zhu Ming raised his head, looked at the servant seriously, and asked in a deep voice.

The servant didn't expect that Zhu Ming, a child, would have such a mature side, and he was stunned on the spot.

"Where is your boss?"

Seeing the servant in a daze, Zhu Song knocked on the bookshelf beside him and asked again.

Compared with Zhu Ming's maturity, Zhu Song is more accustomed to a more direct approach.

"Guys, wait a minute."

Although Zhu Ming and the others were still children, seeing their aura, the servants did not dare to neglect them.

After leading them to the reception room, he retreated respectfully.

"Boss, boss, someone is looking for you outside."

He hurried into the inner room and shouted respectfully to a middle-aged man who was sipping tea.

"Find me?"

The man put down the teacup in his hand, looked at the servant hesitantly, and asked in confusion.

"Yes, in my opinion, he is the son of a wealthy family."

The servant nodded and expressed his guess.

"let me see."

The middle-aged man stood up, straightened his messy clothes, adjusted the crown on his head, and walked out with a marching step.

"My name is Gu Boyang. What can I do for you?"

Looking at Zhu Ming and his three children sitting in the reception room, Gu Boyang was stunned for a moment and then bowed to them politely.

The owner of this bookstore has a scholarly and elegant air.

"Boss Gu, may I ask how the business of your bookstore is going?"

Zhu Ming didn't waste any words and got straight to the point.

The first impression this boss gave him was not bad.

"It's barely enough to keep ourselves fed and clothed."

Even though he was facing three little children, Gu Boyang did not speak nonsense and answered seriously.

Gu Boyang's honesty made Zhu Ming nod with satisfaction again.

"I want to buy your bookstore, is that okay?"

Zhu Ming looked at Gu Boyang and felt comfortable getting along with this man.

"Is this what the young masters' families mean?"

When Gu Boyang heard Zhu Ming say that he wanted to buy his bookstore, he finally couldn't help but reveal a look of shock.

This should be the meaning of the families behind these children, right?

"No, that's what we mean."

Zhu Ming shook his head and glanced at Liu Jin.

Liu Jin reacted immediately, took out a few silver bills from his pocket and placed them on the table.

"This……"

Gu Boyang hesitated, not sure whether these gentlemen's words would count.

What if the people behind these young masters regret it?

"This is the prince of the current emperor. We can still do this job."

Seeing that Gu Boyang was still hesitating, Zhu Ming turned around and pushed Zhu Song out.

When Zhu Song saw himself being pushed out, he was stunned at first, then he reacted and took out a seal from his arms.

The seal engraved with the identity of Prince Zhu Song.

Zhu Ming also had this seal, but he did not carry it with him like other princes.

"It turns out to be His Royal Highness the Prince. Gu Boyang is being rude!"

After confirming the authenticity of the seal, Gu Boyang quickly stepped back and bowed deeply to Zhu Ming and the others.

Since Zhu Song is a prince, the other two children who can play with him must be of high status as well.

"Okay, we still have the final say on this bookstore matter."

Zhu Ming waved his hand, telling Gu Boyang not to perform such a grand ceremony, and just asked again about the acquisition of the bookstore.

"This is natural."

As Zhu Song was a prince, Gu Boyang dared not disobey him.

Then he turned to look at Zhu Ming and Zhu Song and said, "I wonder why His Royal Highness bought my bookstore?"

This bookstore can be sold, but he is also curious about why these princes suddenly came up with the idea of ​​purchasing his bookstore.

"We plan to bind these drawings into a book and sell it."

In response to Gu Boyang's questioning, Zhu Ming did not hide his purpose.

After all, it was his first time entering this circle, and Gu Boyang might need him in the future.

"This……"

Gu Boyang looked at Zhu Ming's drawings in shock. It was hard to imagine that these things were made by a few children.

"Now, is the boss willing?"

Zhu Ming looked at the shocked Gu Boyang and asked.

"Yes, yes."

Gu Boyang nodded, but hesitated for a moment: "If we want to print and bind these drawings into a book, our shop doesn't have the printing capacity."

He only sells books here, but he cannot print them into books.

"I know."

Zhu Ming nodded. He had thought of this a long time ago.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have asked Xu Miaojin and Zhu Song to join.

After acquiring the bookstore, someone needs to contact the printer, which is the big expense.

"So, I want your help."

He looked at Gu Boyang and said in a deep voice, "You can continue to stay in the bookstore to manage the affairs of the store. I will give you a monthly salary of 500 taels."

Isn’t there someone in front of me who is familiar with the book publishing process?

"This……"

When Gu Boyang heard Zhu Ming's arrangement, he was so surprised that he couldn't recover for a moment.

Five hundred taels of silver a month, I can't make that much during the off-season of my bookstore.

Moreover, after these drawings are published as a book, they will surely sell well, and he can also use it to get close to the prince.

This deal is a sure win.

"Why, don't you want to?"

Zhu Ming looked at Gu Boyang, who was so surprised that he opened his mouth in a daze, raised his eyebrows and asked proudly.

"Yes, of course I do."

Zhu Ming's conditions were so tempting that Gu Boyang naturally had no reason to disagree.

As he spoke, he looked at the banknotes on the table.

"I wonder how many copies of this book His Royal Highness will print?"

"30,000 copies of the trial edition, given away for free."

Zhu Ming stretched out three fingers and said in a deep voice.

"Thirty thousand copies, and they're free?"

Hearing Zhu Ming's words, not only Gu Boyang, but also Zhu Song beside him started shouting.

So where is the money to be made?

"Only when you pique someone's interest will they want to buy the second and third book. This is just the beginning."

Faced with Zhu Song and Gu Boyang's confusion, Zhu Ming just smiled meaningfully.

To expand the market, you must spend some money at the beginning.