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Volume 2 Yang is under 056 [Club Organization]

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    Zhao Han was wearing Cheng Ziyi and a happy scarf on his head. He looked like a poor scholar, and he seemed to be the son of some family.

    Wear ordinary clothes, but have temperament!

    For a while, the leaders of the Iron Foot Society couldn't figure out who Zhao Han was from.

    ?The man who had called to serve the food before couldn't help but stood up and clasped his fists, and replied: "The red oil chicken is delicious, and the young man is the young master of the Fei family?"

    "My lord, Zhao Han," Zhao Han said with a smile, cupping his hands, "I see that you are bold and bold, and you must be reputable heroes, so I came here to appreciate your demeanor."

    Surname Zhao?

    But this is Fei's restaurant.

    But it doesn't matter, Zhao Han speaks very nicely.

    The man was so flattered by the flattery that he laughed loudly and said, "My name is Sun Xianzong, and I'm usually called Sun Erlang. Please sit down, please. This is my third younger brother Sun Zhenzong, and he can be called Sun Sanlang. This is Fei Huan,  The descendants of the offshoot of the Fei family don't know how many generations have passed away, so they can only work as porters. This is Zhang Tieniu, nicknamed Little Li Kui. This is Li Dazhu"

    After the other party's introduction, Zhao Han shouted at the counter: "One more jug of wine, and this table of food, all will be credited to my account!"

    Sun Xianzong quickly said: "How can this be, we have a lot of people, so it's time for us to treat guests."

    "Yes, yes, it's time for us to treat you."

    Everyone declined one after another, guessing Zhao Han's identity, and at the same time guessing his reason for coming.

    "Snapped!"

    Zhao Han slapped the table violently, feigning anger and said, "I thought you were good guys, and you fought over the money for a meal, and you acted like a bitch!"

    Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to figure out what kind of medicine was sold in Zhao Han's gourd.

    The atmosphere was a little awkward.

    Sun Xianzong smoothed things over and said: "You taught me a joke, so I won't argue with today's meal, and I will invite you to drink some other day."

    "That's right," Zhao Han picked up the jug on the table, shook it and found that there was still wine, and poured it for himself, "Come on, it's a hero, let's have a drink first."

    "Okay, it's done!" Everyone toasted and drank.

    After drinking a glass of wine, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.

    Sun Xianzong took the initiative to serve Zhao Hanman a cup, and asked: "Young Master, you seem to be a scholar?"

    Zhao Han waved his hand and said, "I only passed the Tongsheng test, so I'm not considered a scholar."

    "If you are a child, you should be a scholar. You can't be considered a scholar." Zhang Tieniu raised his glass and said, "I, Tieniu, am a rough man. Today is my luck. I can eat at the same table with my husband. Come, let me respect my little brother."  Let's have a cup!"

    "It's easy to say." Zhao Han did not refuse anyone who came.

    Sun Xianzong continued to inquire: "The shopkeeper of the Dingsheng Building has changed. Is the young gentleman a relative of the shopkeeper?"

    Zhao Han smiled and said, "I am the second shopkeeper of Dingsheng Building."

    What the hell?

    This identity is beyond everyone's expectations.

    Li Dazhu hesitated and said, "Little Xianggong doesn't lookhis age."

    "I will be fifteen years old next year," Zhao Han said with a smile, "Come, come, eat meat and drink!"

    Only fourteen years old?

    Tong Sheng, fourteen years old, the second shopkeeper of Fei's restaurant, what is this all about?

    The more unpredictable they are, the more respectful these people are to Zhao Han.

    Sun Xianzong still wanted to continue to inquire, but Zhao Han didn't reveal more information, but instead turned to cover their words.

    Zhao Han said: "When I was studying scriptures at Hanzhu Academy, I already admired the name of the Iron Foot Society. Do you have to pay to join the club? How about I join one too?"

    "Little Xianggong was joking," Sun Xianzong quickly refused, "Iron Feet Society are all porters and coolies, born to be bitter haha. Xiaoxianggong is a child, and he will be the number one in the future. The Wenqu stars in the sky come down to earth, how can they mix with us."

    Zhao Han clinked another glass with everyone, patted the table and said, "Which rule stipulates that coolies should be low? Without your hard work, Hekou Town will have a lot of traffic, let the nobles carry it on board by themselves?"

    "The nobles can't afford to move, and they are afraid that they will fall into the river with their goods." Zhang Tieniu laughed, as if thinking of the embarrassment of the rich when moving goods.

    "That's right," Zhao Han said with a smile, "This Hekou is rich and rich, and it was all carried out by Lifu with sacks. Let me see, you Lifu are the nobles of Hekou Town!"

    "I dare not take it."

    Several people declined again and again, but they were very happy in their hearts, and Zhao Han became more and more pleasing to the eye.

    Sun Xianzong finally couldn't help it, and asked directly: "Young Master, you invited us to eat and drink, but what do you want?"

    "Come on, Second Brother Sun, let's go one more time."

    ? Zhao Han and Sun XianzongIf we give money, they are willing to print.  But we have to sell the printed things ourselves, and the bookstore thinks we are not well-known.  "

    ? Publish books at their own expense and be responsible for their own profits and losses.

    Fei Chun couldn't help but said: "Brother, can the ten-day periodical be sold? Let me read it. It's better to print the novel directly. "Legend of the Condor Heroes" will definitely sell well."

    Zhao Han explained with a smile: "You can't sell novels directly. Once they sell well, there will be countless pirated copies, and the money will be made by pirates. We have a long stream of water. Wouldn't it be beautiful to serialize three times a month? If you want to read the following, you have to be old."  Honestly buy my "Goose Lake Weekly"!"

    What is "Goose Lake Weekly"?

    Zhao Han's public opinion propaganda position, by the way serialized novels to earn some money.

    Zhao Han pointed to the stage behind him: "Fei Chun, you come to the restaurant to tell a story. Every time a publication is published, only one-third of it is said, which makes them tickle. Anyone who wants to read the remaining two-thirds can pay for it."  Come buy it, no matter how bad the journal is, someone will want it."

    Fei Ruhe expressed his incomprehension: "Why are you so troublesome? If you are afraid of piracy, you can sell novels one by one."

    "You don't understand even if I say it," Zhao Han asked directly, "You can trust my ability."

    Fei Ruhe nodded and said, "I believe it."

    Zhao Han hooked Fei Ruhe's shoulder: "Since you believe me, then do as I say.?
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