When the shopkeeper Cui heard what Manager Lu said, his whole body trembled.

A panic flashed across his face.

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

"However, your books should be in stock in your bookstore. As long as we buy all these books, your bookstore will still be yellow today."

"I don't believe it. You can even print it." Cui's shopkeeper sneered.

"Shopkeeper Cui, why don't you buy all these books? This matter is just forgot. You see, you are so old, it would be really bad if you accidentally get angry at the door of my bookstore." Zhao Chen smiled

Then he said to Manager Cui.

"Old man, you'd better take out 660 guan of money immediately, and then take these books and get out of us, otherwise you will die here today." Cheng Chumo hummed.

The agreement that Zhao Chen gave him to keep in his hand was shaking in front of the Cui shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper Cui was furious at that time, and his gray beard was trembling continuously.

"Zhao Chen, today I will put my words here. I will collect as much books as your bookstore has."

"These are the land deeds of dozens of stores in Chang'an City, which are worth 1,000 yuan. You can take out all the books for me." The shopkeeper of Cui's roared.

Take out a stack of land deeds from your arms and slapped them hard on a table next to you.

"Shopkeeper Cui, what are you doing?"

"Shopkeeper Cui, it's inappropriate!"

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

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families saw that the shopkeeper of Cui actually took out all the land deeds of the store.

His face suddenly changed drastically.

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

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

"Shut up, I must let the Forget Bookstore close today." Cui's shopkeeper showed ferocious face, not as calm as before.

"Is the shopkeeper of the Boling Cui family really crazy? Will he take out all the industries of the Boling Cui family in Chang'an City to the Marquis of Zhao County?"

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

"Isn't he worried? What should he do if there are books in Wangyou Bookstore?"

"It shouldn't be possible. Even if the Hou of Zhao County made paper, printing would not be so easy."

"You can buy 30,000 books for one thousand guan. Wangyou Bookstore cannot produce so many books in such a short time. After all, it takes too much time to carve the carvings."

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

The shopkeeper Cui's voice was very angry, and the whole street heard it sincerely.

The stack of store land deeds were placed on the table.

"Several people, do you still remember our mission?" The shopkeeper Cui suddenly looked at the three shopkeepers behind him.

"Take out your land deeds, and today, we will make this bookstore go bankrupt." Cui's shopkeeper said slowly.

But he no longer avoids his own purpose.

Although a long time ago, everyone had already seen their thoughts on coming here.

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families were stunned for a moment, and then nodded slowly after looking at each other.

This time they came here, they all brought their own orders to them.

The purpose is to set up Huang Wangyou Bookstore and make Zhao Chen bad, so that the emperor can know that their aristocratic family is not easy to mess with.

If they left in shame today, they would be difficult for them to explain to their respective heads.

"Okay!" Several shopkeepers of aristocratic families nodded.

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

"This is some of the industries of my Qinghe Cui family in Chang'an City, worth more than 800 chunks."

"This is some of the industries of my Taiyuan Wang family in Chang'an City, worth more than 700 stalemates."

"This is my Fanyang Lu family..."

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

The total value of all land deeds has exceeded 3,000 stalemates.

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

The whole street became quiet again.

This time there was no voice to talk about it.

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

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families were obviously trying to kill Zhao Chen.

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

They are indeed working overtime these days to make paper and print books, but after all, there is not enough time.

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

One hundred thousand books are really impossible to take out.

"Zhao Chen, why don't we let someone drive them away?" Cheng Chumo persuaded.

"No, this is no different from having a person's words without books." Qin Huaiyu immediately shook his head.

"Zhao Chen, bring out the book. Today we must empty your bookstore!" The shopkeeper of Cui's family looked embarrassed when he saw Li Ruoshuang and others, and he also understood in his heart.

This bookstore definitely cannot produce 100,000 books.

At this moment, he was in a good mood.

As long as the bookstore cannot produce the books, he will have enough reasons to make Zhao Chen notorious.

"Come out and hand it over to us."

"Three thousand stakes and one hundred thousand books can't be missing."

The shopkeepers of several aristocratic families also showed joy at this moment.

They grabbed Zhao Chen's seven inches hard.

The only thing that disappointed them was that there was no panic on Zhao Chen's face.

However, the few people didn't think much about it, just thought that Zhao Chen had been scared to death.

"Go and move out all the books." Zhao Chen glanced at the slightly slanted sun and said to everyone behind him.

"Can……"

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

The two led the people to the bookstore.

It took a full quarter of an hour to move all the books in the bookstore.

Outside Wangyou Bookstore, there were already completely filled with books.

"Zhao Chen, if I guess it's not bad, there should be only about 80,000 books here, and there are still 20,000 books?" The shopkeeper of Cui took a step forward and said loudly.

The onlookers shook their heads.

I secretly thought that the opening of the Forget-Ware Bookstore today is really a encounter with the God of Plague.

"What are you anxious about? None of them will be missing from you in a hundred thousand books." Zhao Chen smiled faintly and looked at the corner of the street in front.

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

"Brother Zhao, we are here!"

Before the shopkeeper Cui could finish his words, he heard someone shouting from afar.

When I looked back, I saw a big buffalo pulling a wooden cart and walking towards this side.

A thick layer of books was piled on the wooden board.

A man was driving the buffalo next to him.

Further back, buffaloes, oxes, even donkeys and mules were dragging stacks of books toward this side.

"The book is here, I've said it today. I'll sell you as much as you want!" Zhao Chen and Cui's shopkeeper said with a smile.

Gently pat the shopkeeper Cui on the shoulder.
Chapter completed!