The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

"The Marquis of Zhao County really put his fingerprint on the book purchase agreement!"

"Then isn't he looking for death?"

"This clearly shows that this is the plan of the shopkeepers of these aristocratic families. Has he really been fooled?"

"There is no one who cannot be fooled. Marquis Zhao can only choose to do this, otherwise he doesn't need others to make trouble for him, and the bookstore itself will be ruined." ??

"Then it's the same now. So many people come to buy books, but there are no books in the bookstore. It would be fine if they were just ordinary people, but many of them are ladies from official families, and they are not so easy to offend!"

"The Marquis of Zhao County probably doesn't know how powerful the family is, otherwise he wouldn't choose to go against the family."

"Today's incident can be regarded as something he brought upon himself."

After Zhao Chen pressed his fingerprint on the book purchase agreement, everyone waiting to buy the book started talking about it.

Everyone thinks that Zhao Chen's bookstore is 90% likely to go bankrupt.

After all, in their opinion, the heritage of a noble family was far beyond what a county prince could match.

"Zhao Chen, do you still want to break the jar?" Shopkeeper Cui held the agreement in his hand with a proud look on his face.

Later, he can make Zhao Chen disgraced and infamous.

"Why do you have to break the jar? It's you, prepare the money today, otherwise I will go to your family master to ask for money, and it will not be good to spread the word!" Zhao Chen smiled slightly, and Cheng Chumo snatched it from Cui's shopkeeper's hand. agreement.

Shopkeeper Cui was stunned for a moment, with a strange look on his face, and frowned, "You're a tough-talking duck. If you can't sell the book to them later, let's see how you end up!"

"It doesn't matter, you can buy all the books in my bookstore, that's enough." Zhao Chen smiled, waved to Qin Huaiyu behind him, and said, "Huaiyu, take someone to move the books here. Today, it's all thanks to shopkeeper Cui Remember to give them some books later!"

"Okay, brothers, go in with me and move the books!" Qin Huaiyu responded and waved to the strong man beside him.

The group of people walked quickly into the bookstore.

Cui's Palm

The counter's face was condensed, and he looked at Zhao Chen carefully.

Faintly, he felt that something was wrong with Zhao Chen today.

But I can't tell.

"Zhao Chen, no matter what tricks you want to play, you can't escape today." Shopkeeper Cui said to Zhao Chen, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Zhao Chen is really too calm now.

Since I didn't see any panic expression on his face.

Was it all pretending before?

Shopkeeper Cui felt a little anxious.

"Zhao Chen doesn't seem to be in a hurry at all. Could he have some backup plan?"

"No, there will definitely be no books in this bookstore. He must be pretending to be calm!"

"That's right. The entire city of Chang'an, including some other surrounding cities, will not give them a piece of paper. The same goes for the printing workshop. He is pretending at all. We will expose his disguise later."

Several shopkeepers from aristocratic families did not expect that Zhao Chen would agree like this.

He even calmly asked someone to move the books out.

Tell them directly that Zhao Chen is pretending.

But reason told them that there must be fraud involved.

Others who were waiting to buy the book were also waiting eagerly now.

Everyone wants to know how Zhao Chen will deal with this crisis later.

"Look, the books have really been moved out!" A shout suddenly came from the silent street.

Everyone looked up and saw two strong men coming out of the bookstore door carrying two baskets full of books on poles.

There are at least five hundred books in this basket.

After that, they filed in again

A dozen strong men emerged.

Everyone used a pole to carry two baskets full of books.

At a glance, there are more than 30 baskets in front of me, all of which are books.

After calculation, there were no less than 20,000 copies.

"Wangyou Bookstore actually has so many books?"

"There should be more than 20,000 copies!"

"With so many books, we can definitely meet our needs."

"Since the Marquis of Zhaoxian has a book, why did he have that expression before?" ??

"Then Marquis Zhao must know that these shopkeepers from aristocratic families are looking for trouble. They are pretending to be weak in order to lure them into taking the bait."

"Yes, that makes sense."

"The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families have shot themselves in the foot!"

"Isn't it just that the Aristocratic Family has banned the source of paper and printing matters of Wangyou Bookstore?"

"Where did they get their paper and printing?"

Wangyou Bookstore suddenly produced so many books, which really shocked everyone.

However, everyone soon understood that this was Zhao Chen's deliberate attempt to lure the family boss into taking the bait.

But many people have also begun to wonder where the books in the bookstore come from.

The sudden appearance of more than 20,000 books made several shopkeepers from aristocratic families tremble.

They thought that the Wangyou Bookstore had no more than a thousand books at most.

In this way, they buy all these books. If others cannot buy the books, they will definitely make trouble with Zhao Chen.

As a result, the Wangyou Bookstore will no longer be able to open.

The money Zhao Chen invested will definitely be lost.

But who would have thought that more than 20,000 books would appear in front of them!

How did this book come about?

"Shopkeeper Cui, what should we do now? These books..." Shopkeeper Wang

Pointing to the dozens of baskets of books in front of him, a trace of panic flashed across his face.

Thirty words per book is really a sky-high price.

Even if there are 20,000 copies here, that is still a total of 600 strings.

If you buy these pieces of paper for 600 yuan, the heads of the various aristocratic families will definitely chop them alive.

"These books must be fake, they are all lies!" Shopkeeper Cui's face tightened, realizing the seriousness of the situation.

He immediately shouted coldly, walked to the basket, and took out a book from it.

When he opened it, his face became increasingly ugly.

"Why is this paper different from the paper made by our families?" Shopkeeper Lu also picked up a book and exclaimed in surprise.

The paper in his hand was yellowed, and some fiber veins could still be seen vaguely.

But even so, it is a perfect piece of paper.

The words on it are also clearly visible.

"Did you make paper yourself?" Shopkeeper Lu's expression changed drastically, he took a few steps back and looked at Zhao Chen with panic in his eyes.

"What? Zhao County Marquis made paper?"

"How can he make paper? Isn't that a method that only the Ministry of Industry and various aristocratic families have?"

"real or fake?"

"It should be true, otherwise why would the shopkeeper of the family be so panicked?"

"In the art of papermaking, a craftsman from an aristocratic family defected, or..."

"Impossible. In this way, the craftsmen will be strictly guarded. There will definitely be no defection like you mentioned. It should really be caused by Zhao Xianhou himself."

Everyone onlookers looked shocked at this moment.

Everyone looked at Zhao Chen with a look of disbelief.

Papermaking, in the entire Tang Dynasty, apart from the Ministry of Industry, there were only a handful of aristocratic families who knew how to make paper.

But how could Zhao Chen, a young boy, be able to...