There was no cross street in Yanzuofang, only one street facing east and west.

However, after reconstruction, Yizijie became a cross street. This cross street divided Yanzuofang into four areas. Because there was no fang wall and fang gate, there was no such thing as venting dragon energy.

Besides, the emperor and his family moved from Tai Chi Palace to Daming Palace, so there is no problem.

The fourth district of Yanzuofang, next to Zhuque Street, are the two areas in the northeast and southeast. Among them, the northeast is the financial district, with fangguillotines and money shops open inside, and the southeast is a series of bookstores.

Not all these bookshops were opened by the Shogami himself.

The only one who opened the Shuqiaosi himself was the largest bookstore in the middle.

The bookstores on both sides and in the alleys are opened by other businesses.

At this time, the "Yipinzhai" bookstore in the middle was already crowded with scholars.

"My man, I'll give me ten sets of classics, history, and numerology, ten sets!"

"Shopkeeper, I want twenty sets of classics, history, and I want twenty sets."

"Everyone can dodge, let it go, don't block me, I want fifty sets!"

Two shabby scholars came to the gate of Yipinzhai and found that they could not squeeze in at all.

"These damn bastards." A scholar said angrily, "What are you doing to buy so many classics, history, and texts?"

"Is this necessary?" said another scholar. "Of course, it is to buy all the inventory and prevent us from buying a complete set of classics, history, and collections of classics, history, and literature."

"These families are too dark."

"Black? Black is the highest family."

"Why don't you go in with your two brothers?"

While the two were talking, a voice suddenly sounded from behind.

The two of them looked back and saw a strange young man.

A scholar said, "Get in? There are all people inside, so I can't squeeze in."

Another scholar said, "It's useless to go in. We can't buy classics, history, and literature."

"Why?" said the young man, "I heard that the merchant has prepared enough goods."

"No matter how much goods the merchant has prepared, it is useless." Shi Zijia said, "These wealthy slaves from high-ranking families all bought ten sets, twenty or even fifty sets, and they were all done soon."

"No," said the young man in surprise. "Even if it is opened for half a day, a set of classics, history, and literature collections will cost hundreds of cents. This price is not cheap. Why do they buy so many books and go back to do it?"

"Not doing anything." Shi Ziyi said with a wry smile, "just to prevent us from buying books."

"Yes." Shi Zijia said angrily, "because they knew very well that if there were the same opportunity to study, the second-generation ancestors of the aristocratic families would not be able to learn from us at all."

While speaking, a slave came out from inside.

"It's out of stock, it's out of stock." Haonu said as he walked, "It's all gone."

The two poor children sighed and turned around to leave. At this moment, they suddenly heard a gong sounding on the second floor.

Two poor children looked up and saw a businessman poking his head out of the window on the second floor and saying to the bottom: "Don't worry, everyone who hasn't bought a book."

"Please queue up at the counter to get the number."

"If you have received the number, wait for a moment."

"The blocking number will be transferred from the warehouse soon."

"Yozhai said that he had prepared enough books and must keep his word."

Hearing this, the two poor children were overjoyed and turned around and were about to go in and line up.

At this time, the young man before suddenly said, "Please wait, brothers, please wait."

Shi Zijia rushed in and lined up and said impatiently: "What else does this brother have to do?"

"I don't think you need to hurry." said the young man, "This is the first day of opening. Didn't the merchant say that the half-price opening event will take three days, and maybe the last day will be more discounted."

The two poor children were moved, and it seemed to make sense.

But Shi Ziyi was a little worried: "What if I can't buy it?"

"No, haven't you heard from the merchants?" said the young man, "There is enough to be a big deal."

"Finish, then I'll buy it the day after tomorrow." The two poor children finally made up their minds.

...

To the north of Yanzuofang, Guangxingfang is across the street.

In a house in Guangxingfang, more than a dozen heads of aristocratic families are gathering there.

However, Pei Zhong was sitting in the main seat, and the heads of more than a dozen families looked respectful. There was nothing we could do about this. Pei Yan was standing behind Pei Zhong.

Although Pei Yan had already given up his political affairs, he still retained his position as the Secretary of the Central Secretariat.

Wu Zetian's intention was to go to court again when Pei Yan's injury healed, and he immediately became the second assistant now, so who dared to be slow?

Of course, the main reason why these aristocratic families attach importance to Pei Yan is that they have formed a community of interests, which can be said to be prosperous and both prosper and both suffer losses.

At this moment, the heads of aristocratic families are boasting to Pei Yao.

"Butler Pei, we have hired more than 500 idle men."

"Yipinzhai is already surrounded and cannot be penetrated, and those mud legs cannot enter at all."

"What's more, even if they squeeze in, they can't buy books. We have long been bought by our people."

"That's right, our families raised four million yuan this time, and the price of Yipinzhai's classics, history and collections is only 100 yuan, and we can buy 40,000 units!"

"I don't believe that Yipinzhai has prepared 40,000 sets!"

While the heads of aristocratic families were complacent, a servant came in quietly and whispered a few words to Pei Zhong.

Pei Zhong's face changed, and the heads of more than a dozen families who were talking big also closed their mouths, and the lobby immediately became quiet.

"Everyone."

Pei Zhong said: "News have just been heard from Yipinzhai."

"It is said that they have prepared enough classics, history, and sub-collections."

"I guarantee that anyone who received the account before can buy books."

Hearing this, the heads of more than a dozen families immediately changed their faces.

Several heads of aristocratic families have even started to beat the drum of the chamber.

An aristocratic family head immediately said, "Butler Pei, otherwise I'd better forget it?"

"Yes, forget it." Another head of aristocratic family immediately agreed, "Even if you let go of those mud legs, there are not many that can afford it."

"After all, it's a set of 100 stale coins."

"There are not many mud legs that can afford to pay so much money."

"Yes, I don't think we have to spend this money in vain."

If someone takes the lead, more heads of aristocratic families will agree.

Pei Zhong's face became even more embarrassing, thinking to himself that this group of mobs was aware of.

"No, you can't give up halfway." Pei Zhong drank the heads of the aristocratic families, felt that their tone was a bit too harsh, and then calmed down his face and continued, "And you don't have to worry about the money being wasted."

"Butler Pei, what do you mean?" The head of a noble family asked immediately.
Chapter completed!