This is a book priced at nearly four taels of silver, which is equivalent to two months' income for a professor like Mr. Lin. Yet so many people bought it and it was sold out?
The news was so good that it seemed unreal. He could no longer maintain his composure and indulged himself in excitement for a while. He walked into the hall before slowly regaining his composure.
Shopkeeper Ji also looked dizzy from the money, and stood up with the account book to show him today's income and expenditure and order documents. Lian Fang Lu sold surprisingly well, with more than 300 copies sold in just one morning. Shopkeeper Ji forced him not to sell any more, and only reluctantly kept more than 100 copies to leave some inventory for tomorrow's sales.
Even though Ryan Cui planned the entire sales process himself, drawing pictures on beauty paper, asking scholars to exchange their writings for paper, and building up momentum step by step starting from the Double Ninth Festival Poetry Meeting, he did not expect that the product could be sold at this momentum.
He originally thought that the hardcover edition would sell at most 200 to 300 copies, like the Shen Yuan Poetry Collection, and he also thought that the unsold copies would be sent to other places, and then the black-and-white paperback edition would be published to seize the low-income market. The limit would be to sell a thousand copies in total. But today, as soon as the store opened, the store sold more than 100 copies just to individual customers queuing up to buy. There was also an endless stream of big customers such as military officers in the garrison, county officials, and wealthy families in the city and other places. They didn't care about the price of 329 yuan per copy at all, and they all placed orders for dozens of copies.
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