Lin Wanrong got 20 taels of silver in the blink of an eye, and Dong Rende was also very excited. Ten taels is ten taels, anyway it's a seller's market now, another big deal, who cares about him.
Dong Qiaoqiao, who had just collaborated with Lin Wanrong to perform a duet, dressed in men's attire, stood beside Dong Rende and smiled at Lin Wanrong, saying: "Brother Lin, you're talking dirty."
Lin Wanrong burst out laughing and said: "What's in your heart is what you want to do, this is the true manifestation of one's nature."
Dong Qiaoqiao smiled softly and looked at him without saying a word.
Lin Wanrong said to Dong Rende: "Uncle Dong, what are you waiting for? The silver is waiting for us."
Dong Rende's eyes emitted a beastly glow, and Lin Wanrong laughed loudly as he charged into the midst of the young talents.
Lin Wanrong firmly believed that soon they would become the most welcome people among the talented young men.
With the successful marketing experience of the previous times, Lao Dong also had a model to learn from. Their previous transactions had already fallen into the eyes of the surrounding geniuses, so the two were immediately surrounded by a group of geniuses as soon as they started.
"Brother, is this really a self-portrait of the young lady from the Xiao family?"
"Brother, is there still any inside information about Xiao Sao?"
"Brother, is there any inside information about Miss Xiao Er?"
"Brother, is there any inside information from Mrs. Xiao?"
Lin Wanrong broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out that all men's minds were the same, and it seemed that the Xiao family had become a piece of fat meat that everyone wanted to take a bite of.
But for him, without these guys with ulterior motives, where would he go to make money?
The more people gathered, the more crowded it became. Lao Dong and Lin Wanrong were already surrounded by the crowd. The enthusiasm of the young men fully burst out. Lin Wanrong shouted: "Don't rush, don't rush! This is a rare copy that has been passed down within the Xiao family, with very few copies in existence. It's extremely valuable. One price, ten taels of silver per copy. Pay first, then take delivery."
"No need to look anymore." A wealthy and arrogant young man casually tossed a heavy silver ingot to Old Dong, snatched a small booklet from his hand, and treasured it in his bosom.
The door burst open like boiling water, and the crowd rushed in frantically: "I'll give eleven taels, brother, hurry up and give it to me."
"I'll give fifteen taels——"
"Twenty taels——"
Lao Dong and Lin Wanrong were squeezed in the middle, both of them sweating profusely. In the blink of an eye, dozens of small booklets they had brought for trial sales were snatched away from their arms.
Fortunately, Lin Wanrong saw the opportunity early and had already instructed Dong Qingshan to bring all the remaining booklets, which just satisfied the crazy demand of the talented scholars. By almost noon, only over ten booklets were left out of 500 copies.
Although there were thousands of talented people present, those who actually had the ability to spend ten taels of silver to buy a copy of the erotic album were limited. Being able to sell all 500 copies was already far beyond Lin Wanrong's expectations.
The talented young men gathered in groups of three or five to admire the painting, their mouths constantly uttering sounds of admiration, clearly captivated by Miss Xiao's beauty. Lin Wanrong secretly smiled to herself, not expecting that her portrait would be so valuable.
Dong's family of three, divided into two batches, finally transported all the silver coins they had earned. Dong Rende did not expect that this small book would be a huge hit as Lin Wanrong said, and looking at the piles of silver coins, his face was already filled with joy.
Lunch was brought over by Dong Qiaoqiao, who was still dressed in men's clothing. She found a big tree to sit under and took out the steaming hot food from her bamboo basket, saying: "Lin Dage, it's time to eat."
Dong Qiaoqiao's skillful hands are not to be boasted about, these few small dishes are full of color, fragrance and flavor. Lin Wanrong swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva and said: "Qiaoqiao, your level is such that even those great chefs might not be able to catch up with you."
He took a few mouthfuls of food and wolfed it down. Dong Qiaoqiao looked at him with a red face and said: "Lin Ge, I'm not as good as you said. You're the one who's really amazing, do you know? I never thought that such a simple little booklet could sell for so much money, a full 5,000 taels of silver! My father and younger brother are at home staring at the silver, they're so happy they don't want to sleep."
Lin Wanrong smiled and shook his head, this old Dong really hadn't seen silver before.
Lin Wanrong didn't think much of money, one million was too much and one dollar was also too much. However, seeing Dong Qiaoqiao's happy expression at this moment, he also felt a little joy in his heart, so he laughed and joked: "In that case, Miss Qiaoqiao, your dowry is quite generous, don't forget my kindness when you find your ideal husband."
Dong Qiaoqiao's face turned red as she lowered her head and said: "Lin Gege, don't tease me anymore."
Lin Wanrong's face was extremely thick, and he burst out laughing again when he looked at Dong Qiaoqiao. Dong Qiaoqiao's face turned red all the way to her neck, and she hung her head down to her chest, not daring to lift it up again.
Lin Wanrong devoured the dishes in one go, took a sip of water, patted his belly contentedly and said: "Qiao Qiao, thank you. I almost swallowed my tongue."
Dong Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "It's not as serious as you say. By the way, Brother Lin, Father asked me to ask you if we need to print a few more copies of the booklet?"
Lin Wanrong shook his head and said, "No need, even if we add more prints, we won't be able to sell them for a good price."
"Why?" Dong Qiaoqiao asked curiously.
"On the one hand, it's because the market is almost saturated. Oh, that means people who should buy have already bought." Lin Wanrong quickly explained, worried that Dong Qiaoqiao wouldn't understand what "saturated" meant.
"After all, something that costs ten taels per copy isn't something everyone can afford. Moreover, we have to consider Miss Xiao's feelings too. Letting these 500 scholars appreciate her beauty first is enough. However, if it were your looks, Dong Chuan, I'm afraid it would be twenty taels of silver per copy, and that's not even negotiable." Lin Wanrong had a sympathetic expression as he spoke for Miss Xiao's benefit, but his next sentence was already flirtatiously teasing Dong Chuan.
Dong Qiaoqiao listened to his boastful tone, and couldn't help but tease herself, her face turning bright red as she hummed: "Lin Gege, you're really a bad person."
"Really? Haha —" Lin Wanrong burst out laughing, men are not bad, women don't love, this little girl is too young, how can she understand these principles?
When it comes to being shameless, Dong Qiaoqiao is no match for Lin Wanrong. The little girl could only cover her face with both hands, not daring to let him see the blush on her cheeks.
"On the other hand, the reason is that our book has already been pirated." After laughing for a while, Lin Wanrong's face turned serious, and he pointed at several people in the distance who were secretly selling a small booklet to the scholars.
"So soon?" Dong Qiaoqiao exclaimed in surprise.
It so happened that a young man next to him had bought a pirated copy, and Dong Qiaoqiao took a rough look at it. It was actually Lin Wanrong's small booklet that had been reprinted, but because it was rushed, the ink was still wet, the paper was coarse, and the words and portrait were very unclear.
Dong Qiaoqiao pouted and said: "Compared to ours, this is far inferior."
"It's far inferior, but others sell it cheaply, one or two silver coins per copy, hehe, for those poor scholars, it's still very attractive. Never mind, we've done the high-end market, let others do the low-end market, after all, we have to leave some food for others to eat."
Lin Wanrong chuckled and said with a smile, but his heart was not pleasant. Damn it, I planted the tree, you guys enjoy the shade, these pirates are too ungrateful.
He was originally planning to reprint, but the first volume sold out in less than three hours, and he saw pirated copies. He didn't expect that in this era, piracy would be so rampant, these guys are too fast.
Although Lin Wanrong didn't care much about money, no one would dislike having more of it. If you can earn more, then earn more; who wouldn't get along with money?