The first batch of people who went in almost all bought a book of each kind. When they came out, they all carried a thick stack of books and were all grinning from ear to ear.
The people who were queuing behind were secretly anxious when they saw this situation. The people in front had bought a lot, so it was very likely that they would have nothing when it was their turn.
Sun Huaiyuan couldn't help but frown and say, "Everyone, please try your best to pick the books you need and leave some opportunities for others. In the future, the supply of books from Strange Culture will definitely increase. You don't have to rush to buy every book!"
Although he said that, not many people listened to him. The people who went in later still "returned with a full load". If the supply of books today reached a hundred types, these people might really buy a hundred books.
It was like a modern house. A house on a certain street was generally priced at around eight million yuan. If a developer suddenly announced that his house in the same area would only cost six or seven hundred thousand yuan, wouldn't many people go crazy just thinking about that scene?
Even if the developer reminded them that there would be many houses at this price in the future and that they shouldn't rush, would people believe it? They only knew that this price was unique. If they could get it, they would make a profit. Who cared about whether they needed it or not? Who cared about the price in the future?
"Butcher Zhao, why did you buy so many books? Are you illiterate? "
A burly man at the back of the queue couldn't help but scold a fierce-looking man who had just come out of Strange Culture with books in his arms.
"Heh, although I'm illiterate, these books are nice to look at at home. Smell the fragrance of the books, look at the paper, tsk tsk! It's so cheap, wouldn't it be a pity not to buy it? Besides, Blacksmith Feng, aren't you f * cking illiterate as well? Why are you here to join in the fun? "
Butcher Zhao hugged the books he had just bought and scolded back with a look of superiority.
Blacksmith Feng straightened his neck and said, "Although I'm illiterate, my son is literate. Can't I buy books for my Ah Hu? You're a butcher, isn't it a waste to buy so many books? "
"Bah, you're the one who's wasting! Your Ah Hu is only eight years old, how many words can he recognize? Stop bragging here! "
The two burly men began to argue with each other as they spoke.
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"A disgrace to the educated, a disgrace to the educated! How can such books of sages be wantonly trampled by you! "
A young scholar dressed in coarse cloth saw this scene and couldn't help but rebuke angrily with a flushed face.
"That's right. All of you are illiterate. Why are you fighting with us for the Sage Books?"
"That's right. These books are for us scholars. What are you guys doing here?"
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The young scholar's words immediately resonated with many of the poor scholars. These people were the people who were in need of cheap books in Strange Culture. Usually, they couldn't afford to buy books, so they had to endure the supercilious looks of others and borrow here and there. Today, they finally heard that there were cheap books for sale here, but when they came to take a look, they saw that there were so many irrelevant people rushing to buy them. Wasn't this just causing trouble?
People like Butcher Zhao and Blacksmith Feng who were illiterate probably came to buy books with the intention of reselling them to others for a large sum of money. This was because these books could be easily sold for ten times the profit. It was impossible for others not to be tempted. This was a bit like some of the property speculators in modern times. They didn't buy a house to live in, but to resell it for money.
For the time being, people like Butcher Zhao could be called "book speculators"!
Butcher Zhao and Blacksmith Feng were still arguing with each other a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, they were denounced by dozens of scholars. Even though the Tang people revered martial arts, these scholars still had a very high status in the eyes of these common people. The two of them looked at each other and were a little scared. They planned to escape with their tails between their legs.
"Hmph! Who said that only scholars can buy books? Can't I buy it for my child? Can't I buy it and learn it myself? Who was born knowing how to read? "
In any group, there were two or three daring people. Butcher Zhao and Blacksmith Feng were scared, but it didn't mean that the other "book speculators" would be scared. Just look at them. Seeing that they were about to become street rats that everyone wanted to beat, a curly-bearded man couldn't help but refute.
"Big Brother Huang is right. Can't I buy books for my child? Did I violate any laws of the Tang Dynasty? You're not convinced? Are you going to scold your mother when she buys books for you? "
This was the type of person who scolded the streets.
"Old Wang's wife is right. Besides, Shopkeeper Sun said that everyone in the Tang Dynasty should be able to afford to read! What's wrong with us buying books and learning them ourselves? "
This was the type who secretly changed the concept.
"You're spouting nonsense. Shopkeeper Sun clearly said that all the scholars in the Tang Dynasty should be able to afford to read. You're not a scholar!"
Immediately, a quick-witted scholar reprimanded.
"Right, right, right. Shopkeeper Sun already said that these books are prepared for scholars. What are you all doing here?"
"Only scholars can buy books. All of you, go away!"
"Why do you care if I buy books for my son?"
"That's right, that's right. You're not convinced? If you're not convinced, come and beat me up! "
"Pui, such a shrew. You're simply unreasonable!"
"Who are you calling a shrew? Husband, someone is scolding your wife. Aren't you going to do anything about it? "
"Who? Who dares to scold my Ruhua? You're asking for a beating! "
"Aiyo! A gentleman uses his mouth, not his fists! You dare to hit someone? "
"So what if I hit you? As a scholar, your mouth isn't clean. You're not worthy of being called a scholar!"
"Yes, hit him!"
"You have no respect for the law. You all really have no respect for the law!"
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The people on both sides blamed each other. The more they argued, the more chaotic they became. In the end, when one of them made a move, it was as if a spark had been thrown into a pile of gunpowder, causing an explosion. In the end, the argument escalated into a group brawl. Sun Huaiyuan, who was busy collecting money and maintaining order, was caught off guard.
"Stop, all of you stop! No more fighting! "
"Whoever fights again is not allowed to buy books in the Strange Culture in the future!"
When Sun Huaiyuan heard the commotion outside, he came out to take a look. Immediately, his face turned pale with fright and he hurriedly shouted for them to stop. However, even though he had threatened them, it wasn't enough to calm them down.
Sun Huaiyuan couldn't help but sweat profusely. As he shouted for them to stop, he directed the servants in the shop to pull apart the fighting crowd. But today, there were seven to eight hundred people queuing up at the Strange Culture. His manpower was like a small boat in the sea. It was completely useless.
In the end, the commotion alarmed a group of Martial Marquis who were patrolling the streets. The leader ordered his subordinates to call for reinforcements while he led the rest of the Martial Marquis into the battle.
"All of you stop. In broad daylight, you actually dare to fight on the streets. All of you stop immediately. Otherwise, we'll bring you back to the yamen for punishment!"
The leader of the Martial Marquis pulled out a large blade from his waist and shouted coldly. His voice was much louder than Sun Huaiyuan's voice.
The noisy crowd immediately froze. Some of the more timid ones exclaimed in surprise, "That's right.
"Not good, Martial Marquis is here. Quickly stop!"
"Stop fighting, stop fighting. Martial Marquis is here!"
"Master Martial Marquis, I didn't fight. This has nothing to do with me!"
"I didn't fight either!"
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A moment later, another large group of Martial Marquis rushed over and surrounded the fighting crowd. The two sides finally stopped fighting and the scene calmed down.
"Don't move! Who is the shopkeeper of this shop? Come out and answer me! "
The leader of the young Martial Marquis saw that his companions had finally arrived. He felt a little more confident, so he stood out and said coldly.
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