The God-Level Prodigal Son of the Tang Dynasty

When Shopkeeper Cui heard what Shopkeeper Lu said, his whole body trembled.

A look of panic flashed across his face.

Zhao Chen, I have to admire you, you actually have this ability, you can even make paper.

However, these books of yours should be all the inventory of your bookstore. As long as we buy all these books, your bookstore will still be in trouble today.

I don't believe that you can even do printing. Shopkeeper Cui sneered.

Shopkeeper Cui, why don't you buy all these books and let this matter go? You see you are so old. It would be really unlucky if you accidentally die of anger in front of my bookstore. Zhao Chen laughed. He said to shopkeeper Cui.

Old man, you'd better take out six hundred and sixty dollars quickly, take these books and get out of here, or you will definitely die here today. Cheng Chu hummed silently.

The agreement that Zhao Chen entrusted to him for safekeeping was waved in front of Cui's shopkeeper.

Shopkeeper Cui was furious at that time, and his gray beard was shaking with anger.

Zhao Chen, I will leave you here today. I will accept as many books as your bookstore has.

This is the land deed for dozens of shops owned by my Cui family in Chang'an City. They are worth a thousand guan. Please take out all the books for me. Shopkeeper Cui yelled.

He took out a stack of land deeds from his arms and slapped them hard on a table next to him.

Shopkeeper Cui, what are you doing?

Shopkeeper Cui, that's inappropriate!

You are crazy. If these land deeds are lost, you will be dead.

Several shopkeepers from aristocratic families saw that Shopkeeper Cui actually took out the land deeds of the shops.

His expression suddenly changed.

These land deeds are not their own, if they really lose it.

The shopkeeper of the Cui family will definitely be killed by the head of the Boling Cui family.

Shut up, I must put Wangyou Bookstore out of business today. Shopkeeper Cui's face looked ferocious, not at all as calm as before.

Is the shopkeeper of the Bolingcui family really crazy? Does he want to give all the Bolingcui family's properties in Chang'an City to the Marquis of Zhao County?

He may think that these books should be all the books in the entire bookstore. As long as he takes these books, Wangyou Bookstore will be exposed today.

Isn't he worried about what to do if there are still books in Wangyou Bookstore?

Probably not. Even if Marquis Zhao made paper, printing is not that easy.

One thousand guan can buy 30,000 books. It is impossible for Wangyou Bookstore to produce so many books in such a short period of time. After all, engraving is too time-consuming.

That's true, but I still think it's too risky!

Shopkeeper Cui's angry voice was so loud that the whole street could hear it clearly.

The stack of shop title deeds was placed on the table.

Guys, do you still remember our mission? Shopkeeper Cui suddenly looked at the three shopkeepers behind him.

Take out your land deeds. Today, we will make this bookstore bankrupt. Cui's shopkeeper said slowly.

But he no longer hides his purpose.

Although everyone has already seen their intentions in coming here a long time ago.

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families were stunned for a moment. After looking at each other, they nodded slowly.

They came here this time with orders from their respective family heads.

The purpose was to set up Huang Wangyou Bookstore, disgrace Zhao Chen, and let the emperor know that their family was not something to be trifled with.

If they left in such a dejected manner today, it would be difficult for them to explain to their respective family heads.

Okay! Several shopkeepers from aristocratic families nodded.

They all took out a stack of land deeds from their arms.

These are some of the properties of my Qinghe Cui family in Chang'an City, worth more than 800 guan.

These are some of the properties of my Taiyuan Wang family in Chang'an City, worth more than 700 yuan.

This is my Fan Yanglu family...

The three of them spoke one after another and slapped the land deed on the table.

The total value of all the land deeds combined has exceeded 3,000 guan.

According to the agreement, Zhao Chen needs to sell them 100,000 books.

The whole street became quiet again.

This time there was not even a sound of discussion.

No one expected that a good opening ceremony would turn into a farce.

Several shopkeepers from aristocratic families clearly wanted to put Zhao Chen to death.

Zhao Chen, what should we do now? We can't get out one hundred thousand books! Li Ruoshuang stood next to Zhao Chen and frowned.

They are indeed working overtime these days to make paper and print books, but after all, they don't have enough time.

There are only 80,000 books in the entire bookstore.

It is really impossible to take out one hundred thousand copies.

Zhao Chen, how about we have someone drive them away? Cheng Chumo advised.

No, being talked about like this is no different from not having a book. Qin Huaiyu immediately shook his head.

Zhao Chen, move the books out. We must empty out your bookstore today! Shopkeeper Cui understood when he saw Li Ruoshuang and others' expressions of embarrassment.

This bookstore definitely cannot produce 100,000 books.

At this moment, he was in a good mood.

As long as the bookstore can't produce books, he will have enough reasons to make Zhao Chen infamous.

Hurry up and bring the books out and give them to us.

Three thousand strings, one hundred thousand books, not one of them can be missing.

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families also looked happy at this moment.

They pinched her hard

Zhao Chen's seven inches.

The only thing that disappointed them was that they didn't see any panic on Zhao Chen's face.

However, a few people didn't think much about it, they just said that Zhao Chen was frightened.

Go and move all the books out. Zhao Chen glanced at the slightly tilted sun and said to the people behind him.

Can……

Go and move out, I have a way. Zhao Chen waved his hand, interrupting Cheng Chumo who was about to speak.

The two led the people to the bookstore.

It took a full quarter of an hour before all the books in the bookstore were moved out.

The outside of Wangyou Bookstore is completely filled with books.

Zhao Chen, if my estimate is correct, there should be only about 80,000 books here. Where are the 20,000 more? Shopkeeper Cui took a step forward and said loudly.

Everyone onlookers shook their heads.

He secretly said that the Wangyou Bookstore opened today, and he really encountered the God of Plague.

Why are you so anxious? One hundred thousand books will not be missing from you. Zhao Chen smiled faintly and looked at the street corner ahead.

What do you mean, I don't have time to be here with you...

Brother Zhao, we are here!

Before Shopkeeper Cui finished speaking, he heard someone shouting in the distance.

Looking back, I saw a big buffalo pulling a wooden cart, coming this way.

There is a thick layer of books stacked on the wooden board.

There were farmer men driving buffaloes nearby.

Further on, buffaloes, oxen, and even donkeys and mules came one after another, dragging stacks of books.

The book is here. I said today that I will sell you as much as you want! Zhao Chen and Cui's shopkeeper said with a smile.

He gently patted Shopkeeper Cui on the shoulder.

Shopkeeper Cui trembled all over and fell to the ground.