History’s Strongest Husband

Chapter 79

(For the new alliance lord listening to the old man of the sea, thanksgiving!)

Hearing Shen Lang said that the new book sales will crush Zhu Wenhua’s “nightmare” into slag.

Deng Xian middle-aged shopkeeper Deng Xian couldn’t help but shrink his neck. “Young Master, this… this is difficult.”

Shen Lang said: “How many books did Zhu Wenhua’s “The Nightmare” sell?”

Deng Xian said: “The four thousand six hundred, this is the book issued by Lanshan City, in addition to the four books and five classics, the highest sales.”

The large channel of Lanshan City can cover three or forty cities and millions of people.

So 4,600 copies are indeed a very high sales.

Deng Xian said: “Zhu Wenhua is the son of the aristocrat, the young man is a great man, and the book is also beautiful. So his book is a pretty daughter in a humble family or a famous man, a man. A lot of rich people. Miss is particularly obsessed with him, often buys hundreds of copies at once, and sends a copy to the slaves and beauty in the family.”

Shen Lang couldn’t help but think of the little meat on Earth in the last life. Every time a movie was released, there were crazy female fans who bought hundreds of tickets at once, then stood at the entrance of the cinema and saw a person to send one.

Just doing this, the style is really low.

With such a big influence, it is no wonder that after the opening of Shen Lang, all the bookstores in Lanshan City did not dare to write to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang said: “Deng treasurer, how many books have you sold at most?”

Deng Xian said: “Two thousand seven hundred and seven hundred, but the book 70% is a picture, the remaining 30% is the text, and very explicit and vulgar, and your book is completely different.”

Then Deng Xian hesitated a little: “To be honest, your book level is a bit too high. I am afraid that my guests are not able to adapt. The reason why I dare to estimate 3,000 is because your meat is too written. Ok, your illustration is better.”

Shen Lang said: “So how many books do you think Zhu Wenhua’s “The Nightmare” can buy?”

Deng Xian said: “Five thousand, even six thousand.”

Because the book “The Nightmare” has cultivated too many readers, countless people are waiting for it.

Therefore, the sales volume in the next volume is definitely very terrifying.

Deng Xian said: “If I push hard, your book can sell 3,000 books, but it is hard to be high again. It is even more impossible to surpass Zhu Wenhua’s “Night” book.”

Then, Deng Xian looked at the right way: “To tell the truth, Young Master Shen Your book is much better than Zhu Wenhua’s “nightmare”, or even not at all grades, but… maybe your book is so good, Most people don’t understand much.”

Shen Lang, you look at the meat, do you know a book?

Deng Xian said without words: “I… I used to be an author. I wrote it badly. It is still very accurate to read other people’s books.”

“In short, the wine is also afraid of the alley, and I want to surpass Zhu Wenhua’s “The Nightmare”, the villain can’t do it.”

Deng Xian honestly.

Shen Lang said with a smile : “The wine is also afraid of the alley? Isn’t it just eye-catching? No problem, I promise that when the book goes on the market, it will be angry… Oh no, it is aroma.”

Shen Lang said: “Deng treasurer, I will give you a bottom, you will print hard. If you have not sold 3,000 copies, I will pay for you. But if you have sold 3,000.”

Deng Xian directly said: “Every time you smoke 20%.”

Wow! This royalty is so high.

This Deng Xian is a character who directly shouted the highest share.

Of course, Shen Lang is not trying to make money, but what if it can transfer money?

“Good.” Deng Xian said: “Then I will give you the best tin typesetting, use the best big master to give you illustrations, regardless of all manpower and resources, you must let your “Gold/Bottle/Mei Zhifeng “Boundless” and Zhu Wenhua’s “The Nightmare” are listed at the same time.”

Shen Lang said: “He sold at the bookstore, we sold it, and any bookstore selling “The Nightmare”, we all set up stalls at his door.”

So flowing? Deng Xian nodded: “Well, just do it.”

Shen Lang said: “Deng treasurer, can you stand on your body?”

It is also necessary to be arrogant and capable.

Deng Xian disdain a said with a smile: “No problem, who am I afraid of this hob?”

Shen Lang said: “When you wait, I will add some chapters to the book and draw an illustration.”

Next, Shen Lang picked up the brush and improvised, adding something to the manuscript.

Jin Mucong took a look and stayed again.

Because Shen Lang added a new character to go in.

The character’s name is Zhu Wenshan. He was born in a lonely aristocrat. He is a nephew. In order to continue his life of glory and prosperity, he became a male pet of Ximen Daguan. He was raised outside.

In the plot, the West Gate official went to spoil him twice, once in the room, once on the roof.

The illustration of Shen Lang’s new painting is the picture on the roof.

Not only that, but Zhu Wenshan and Ximen are fierce and also have illustrations.

Jin Mucong and Deng Xian saw the characters in the painting and suddenly felt familiar.

Jin Mucong couldn’t help but mourn for a quarter of an hour for Zhu Wenhua.

If the book is on fire, then Zhu Wenhua’s reputation is completely ruined.

Of course, in reality, he did not become a male pet of a businessman, but who cares about the facts.

Everyone loves rumors, then repeats five hundred times and treats him as a reality.

Shen Lang asked Deng Xian: “This is no problem.”

Deng Xian disdain a said with a smile : “No problem, what can I have?”

It seems that this person also has a backing, and does not put a Zhu Wenhua in his eyes.

“Then I will wait and see, waiting for the moment of our new written city.” Shen Lang said.

Deng Xian solemnly put away the manuscript, moved towards Shen Lang. “Don’t let the two Young Masters down.”

Then he said: “Young Master Shen, this wine is also afraid of the deep alley…”

Shen Lang said: “You can rest assured that I will go back and guarantee that the day of our book listing will be eye-popping and confusing.”

……

After Shen Lang returns home!

Immediately became an artist.

He wants to draw a poster!

This poster is too arrogant, too hot, only to hit the eye, and it is still colored, so it can’t be printed, it can only be drawn by hand.

Each poster is more than one meter long and half a meter wide.

There are vertical rolls and banners.

Each one has a very realistic Western photo sketching method, and it is still colored.

Although not as good as the photo, it also achieved the trueness of the photo 80%.

As for the scale of this poster?

That needless to say!

There are three main characters, Ximen Daguan, Zhu Wenshan, and Ximen Slim.

That action, that form, that is hot.

In this world without photos, in this era of freehand painting, the impact is simply explosive.

Too real, too stunned.

It’s almost comparable to the DVD cover of some movies, and it’s still a big poster.

Plus the scale, the lethality is bigger than the bikini poster of the beauty contest.

So, what would be the result of hanging these large-color posters on the book stalls?

Will it ignite the eye? It will blow up directly!

For example, Jin Mucong accidentally broke in and saw the streak of the West Gate in the picture.

Suddenly, the breath was spurting.

Red-faced, staring at it for three minutes.

“brother-in-law, I am leaving.”

Then he bent over and didn’t know why he went.

……

The next day, Jin Mucong accidentally broke into Shen Lang’s room.

His face is a bit bad.

This time, I saw Ximen Slim, sitting on the floor with legs open.

God…

This picture is lethal.

Jin Mucong slammed his nose and bent his waist: “brother-in-law, I quit.”

……

The third day!

Jin Mucong’s eyes turned black into Shen Lang’s study.

Suddenly I saw two men and a Simon in the huge picture.

Simply explosive picture.

Jin Mucong groaned in pain and screamed: “brother-in-law, I, I really can’t do it, it’s broken.”

Shen Lang disdained said: “This is art, look at your vulgar look.”

Then, in his mind, he began to recall the silk trousers of the woman. This time he was washed and dried and put back in place.

I don’t know if the wash is not clean, will the lady smell strange?

“brother-in-law, this woman looks and Xu Qianqian really like it.” Jin Mucong said: “You are like wearing a thousand green hats for Zhang Jin.”

“Yeah.” Shen Lang said: “The next three years, Xu Qianqian doesn’t have to eat, and countless milk can be full.”

Jin Mucong said: “brother-in-law, you said oh…”

After a while, Jin Mucong’s breathing was a bit thicker.

“This is no good, brother-in-law, I have to say goodbye…”

Then he left again.

……

The fourth day!

Jin Mucong’s eyes were green and limped into Shen Lang’s room.

Seeing Shen Lang drawing again.

This time it was a large official of Ximen, Zhu Wenshan and Ximen Slim.

However, the main force is Ximen Daguan and Zhu Wenshan, Ximen Slim is just a bystander.

“brother-in-law is a life, a life…” Jin Mucong slammed his waist and said: “It will be dead.”

However, he glanced at the picture and suddenly disappeared.

“vomit……”

Because the picture caused strong discomfort, it can be seen that the Jin Mucong orientation is very normal.

Jin Mucong respectfully looks at Shen Lang. “Brother-in-law, as an artist, it’s not easy. It’s not easy. It’s the same as a mouthful.”

This was too disgusting, and Shen Lang couldn’t help it, and he retched.

“Dead fatty, can you talk, I am you… sister!” Shen Lang shouted.

At this time, Jin Mulan came in.

But seeing this fierce picture in front of her, she went out silently.

There is a deep sigh.

Some of the dark side of the husband, do not see it as well.

……

One day Shen Lang went to Mulan’s cabinet.

I found that the silk trousers he had used and then washed away were gone.

Is this Mulan throwing, or is it worn?

A day later, Shen Lang found it on the clothes rail.

Suddenly his heart was like a rabbit, and the lady was really wearing it.

Xiao Bing, you are so real, why are you rushing to wash it?

……

Time is like water, and time is like a shuttle.

The days when you can’t force it, fly fast.

Thirteen days have passed.

Deng Xian used the greatest manpower, material resources and financial resources. It took only 13 days to complete the engraving, printing, cutting and book making.

He personally sent the first “Gold / Bottle / Plum of the Wind” to the Count of Xuanwu Residence.

This cover, even when Shen Lang looked at it, felt swaying.

There are three characters on this cover.

Ximen Daguan and Zhu Wenshan were in the room, and Ximen Slim peeked out the window.

She was wearing a pocket, very cool, and the back was so hearty.

“Young Master, how effective?” Deng Xian asked.

Shen Lang said: “Super good.”

Deng Xian said: “The villain has absolute confidence, it must be a big fire! The day after tomorrow is the day when Zhu Wenhua’s “nightmare” is listed. Our book is sold with him, and where is his book sold, we will Posing opposite.”

Then, Deng Xian said: “Just, the wine is also afraid of the alley, I really worry about selling him…”

I will be right this day, right.

Shen Lang didn’t say a word, slamming the curtain on the wall.

Suddenly, more than a dozen huge colored posters suddenly appeared.

Realistic, hot, and letting people fly.

“Ah…” Deng Xian screamed and slammed down.

Then the other hand quickly covered his nose.

The visual impact is too strong.

It’s a soul bomb!

Shen Lang said: “Is this enough to be aroma?”

Deng Xian trembled: “Young Master Shen, let’s do him, crush Zhu Wenhua into slag!”

……