Chapter 80 The Book Has Gone Viral! Detonate the Entire City!

For the cultural circle of Lan shan city, today is a big day.

Because the next volume of Zhu Wenhua's Mandarin Duck Dream went public.

The several bookstores in the city were completely ushered in an unprecedented grand occasion.

This is not exaggerated at all. Because the first volume of this book had already set a sales record and accumulated countless readers. They had been waiting for more than half a year and were completely eager to see through it.

Almost all the young ladies in the city came out and lined up in several bookstores to buy.

Although this book was printed by the jade pavilion, it was also sold by other bookstores, except to be purchased from Ruyu pavilion.

This morning, there was a queue in every workshop.

Especially in Ruyu pavilion, there were more than 200 people queuing up.

In ancient china, this was almost unimaginable, especially after the song dynasty, most of the family's young ladies did not leave the door, and the two doors did not step.

Of course, most of the famous girls in the world would not come to buy books in person. They sent maids and servants.

But some girls from well-to-do families had no servants, so they had to queue up by themselves. Some of the young ladies were particularly obsessed with Zhu Wenhua, eager to see him today, and to show up in line.

Other vendors took the opportunity to sell fans on the side, and the street in front of the workshop was bustling and crowded. It was a rare sight.

Other scholars in Lan shan city saw this and couldn't help but envy and hate it.

Why?

Everyone is a scholar, but you are so outstanding?

There are so many girls. I can't use them every day for a year.

"Open the door!"

As soon as the sun shone on the door, several bookstores opened at the same time.

Then hundreds of people rushed in, grabbed the silver coins in their hands, and desperately grabbed the book.

Just an hour later!

All the stock in this workshop was sold out.

This sales rate is amazing!

The owner of this bookstore secretly regretted that he didn't stock up more, so he quickly sent his staff to Ruyu pavilion to get the books.

I'm sure I'll be killed at this time, but it's too easy to sell.

This "Mandarin Duck Dream" is not a book, it is simply walking money.

For a moment, people who didn't buy books complained.

The people who had already bought the books did not leave either. They lingered in the workshop and couldn't wait to read them.

As he read, he praised her profusely.

"Zhu lang is really a genius. This is great."

"Yes, the poem that opened its mouth was full of bitterness and bitterness."

"You are indeed the number one genius in Lan shan city."

"Why isn't Zhu Gongzi coming to the market today? I was hoping to meet him."

"Isn't Zhu Gongzi such a shallow person? He's so proud of himself. He just writes the best work. He doesn't care about sales or even whether anyone reads it."

"Yes, our Zhu Gongzi is so high and proud."

Is Zhu Wenhua here?

Of course he did. He disguised himself as a middle-aged man and squeezed into the crowd.

It was so refreshing to see so many women go crazy over him and hear so many people praise him.

His heart was filled with delight and disdain.

Just a mediocre fan like you deserves to miss me?

You guys are just giving me a reputation as a backdrop to my glory.

Only a woman as talented and beautiful as Zhang Chunhua is worthy of me.

Zhu Wenhua thought to himself, "Chunhua? Did you see how brilliant I am? How many women are crazy about me? And I only love you."

As for shen lang's plan to publish a book in Lan shan city, Zhu Wenhua had long forgotten about it.

As long as he said one word, no one in the surrounding counties dared to sell Shen Lang's books or sell them.

After hearing enough praise from the crowd, Zhu Wenhua left reluctantly.

Everyone expected the next volume of the Mandarin Duck Dream to be sold, but they didn't expect it to be so popular.

...

It was about six o' clock, which was eight or nine o' clock in the morning.

A total of 13 stalls appeared in front of all the major bookstores in Lan Shan city.

Each stall was densely packed with hundreds of books, revealing only the spine and not the cover.

It was all written by Shen Lang and Jin Mucong.

Zhu Wenhua's books are sold in a big bookstore, but yours is a little low.

It was as if one of them was talking about cross talk in deyun club and the other was setting up a stall to talk about cross talk.

Ask the price again?

My god, sixty copper coins a copy, twenty percent more expensive than the Mandarin Duck Dream.

Are you crazy about money?

Who is the author?

Lang ling smiled. He had never heard of a cat or a dog that came out of nowhere.

Young master Zhu Wenhua was so famous that he only sold a book for fifty copper coins.

A book written by a nobody like you actually sells for 60?

Is your... Pen inlaid with gold?

Therefore, the stalls selling shen lang shu were almost empty and no one paid attention to them.

Many people were still huddled in the bookstore, waiting for the new Mandarin Duck Dream to come on the shelves.

These people were half female and half male.

There aren't many men who come to buy the Mandarin Duck Dream, so why do they come because there are so many girls?

It's normal for people to rub their chests and buttocks in a crowded environment, isn't it?

No one can accuse me of being a hooligan.

And at this moment!

Suddenly...

A man exclaimed!

"Look outside!"

Suddenly, hundreds of men looked out.

Oh my god!

...

A large, colorful picture appeared on the book stall outside.

Unprecedented color shock!

The poster in dahai newspaper showed the beautiful men wishing Wenshan and Ximen Xianxian.

Women are extremely charming and sexy. The impact on men's vision in this world is simply explosive.

In particular, shen lang used the western way of painting, and it was still colorful.

Compared to the beauty of this world, I don't know how many times more realistic and attractive.

The woman on it was so lifelike, it was as if the real woman had printed it on a piece of paper.

No, no.

This is even more beautiful than a real woman.

That waist, that curve, that posture, that position.

Although she was wearing a silk dress, it was even more exciting than not wearing it. The key was still transparent.

It was not only soul-stirring, but also a moment to ignite a man's dirty heart.

Lively and lively, even though it was static, the man in the room could totally imagine the action scene.

Please, people in our old society have never been influenced by any small movies.

The visual impact of this moment was completely unbearable.

It was a visual bomb.

The temperature in the crowd suddenly rose.

"Who, who stuck a stick at me?" Suddenly, a woman rebuked.

This was like a pebble.

In an instant, the man inside the bookstore rushed out and surrounded the book stall outside.

...

The small bookstall was surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside.

The students were still reserved, just asking questions.

The rogue men, on the other hand, did not have to be so dignified as to study inch by inch under this huge colorful poster.

"Hey, why are your eyes so close? Do you think you can see what you want through the gap in your shirt? I tried, it's useless."

"And you, why are you sniffing? What else do you want to smell?"

"That wretched shortie, don't stick your tongue out. If you lick it, you'll have to pay for it!"

The bookseller shouted.

"The golden / bottle / the wind and moon of the plum blossom is boundless." It's a masterpiece written by a real noble family."

"The stories in it all come from real people."

"Look around. It's not pretty. It's free."

All the scholars and businessmen present picked up a book to read.

It's really amazing!

The cover was so exciting, so realistic.

The legend of the wind and moon of the plum blossom.

The title sounds like a story.

In a hurry, he opened the book, looked for the other illustrations, and clicked.

It's amazing.

Every illustration was different. Some were charming, some were naive, some were seductive, and some were irritating.

All of these women were beautiful and moving.

This kind of seductive painting of beauty was something that had never been seen before.

The scholars present were the most knowledgeable and picky.

As they salivated, they flipped through the first page with disdain in their hearts, reading with a picky and aloof mind.

In their opinion, this kind of book is a spring album, just a picture tempting, the text content is doomed to be ugly, or even vulgar and full of holes.

However, after only a few pages, these readers were a little stunned.

The story is not good to read, but the words in it are really high attainments.

His insight into the ways of the world was deeply hidden.

Almost every passage here revealed the craftiness and wisdom of the author.

The more he read on, the more he realized that this book was absolutely amazing.

When she read more than ten pages, she decided that the book was excellent.

When he read dozens of pages, he judged the book to be extremely outstanding.

And halfway through it, she was completely stunned.

Good books, rare good books, wonderful books!

A good book like this should be bought home and read carefully over and over again.

Like old wine, like good tea, it needs to be tasted slowly.

All of a sudden, these learned men gave generously.

Wonderful, wonderful!

I didn't expect to find such a classic and outstanding book by the roadside.

What a waste of time!

...

And these ignorant but literate men.

Open the first paragraph of meat, and write it very well. It was completely different from the previous books, too delicate. It was as if every picture was playing out in his mind.

Open the second paragraph of meat, it's too, too good.

Open the third paragraph, no... No, I have to go home.

...

As for those ignorant and illiterate men.

Open the first illustration.

Damn it, the yellow-faced woman at home couldn't stand it anymore.

It's so beautiful, so realistic.

This is not a painting, this is simply... Art.

Open the second illustration.

Wonderful, wonderful, there is no need to sleep alone at night in the future. There is fun.

Open the third illustration.

No, no, I have to go to the spring palace.

...

Whether it was a learned scholar, a learned businessman, or a vulgar man.

They all paid for it.

Some of them were illiterate, but rich men also bought one home.

I don't have to read, just look at the pictures.

In the future, every night when you hand in your work, take out this book and open these paintings. You will immediately be full of energy and fighting spirit. You don't have to be despised by the dregs at home for half a day to get up.

In short, no matter how learned, unlearned, or even illiterate a man is.

As long as there was some money, all the men were killed by Shen Lang's book.

...

The same thing was happening at all 13 bookstalls in Lan shan city!

It was so hot!

Shen Lang's book was sold like crazy!

It completely suppressed the limelight of Zhu Wenhua's new book launch.

How many copies were sold?

God knows!

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Note: brothers, recommended tickets, recommended tickets! It's my food!