Rhapsody of Entertainment Rebirth

In March in the south, it rains continuously. The constantly falling drizzle weaves a net in the sky, covering the distant mountains, cities and people's hearts within sight.

Shanhe rode his bicycle among the crowd after school, and the surrounding teenagers formed a crowd and rushed out of the school gate.

"Hello, Qiu Daxian, come to my store later. My mother just bought bayberries." Feng Jingliang caught up from behind.

"Where are Yuan Datou and the others? Why didn't they see anyone?"

"They left early, and they are probably all in my store now."

"It's so fast. We have to be earlier in the future. It's raining and the carport is full of people. It takes a long time to find the car!" Shanhe complained.

Several friends gathered at the hotel. In the lobby, Yuan Datou was helping Feng Jingliang's parents pick bayberries. Shanhe quickly joined them.

"Auntie, are there bayberries so early this year?" Shanhe remembered that the fruiting period of bayberries is in April or May.

"It rains early in the mountains. If the weather is good, it will bloom early. The bayberries that bloom early will be more sour. It is best to make dried bayberries." Feng Jingliang's mother replied.

"It's a bit sour. Xiaohui and I were sore after eating a few, and the fat man finished a bowl!" Yuan Datou responded.

Shan He picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth, "Si~ It's quite sour. Fatty, you can't even bite the tofu after eating so much."

"Hahaha!"

"Uncle, why did you buy so much? This one weighs thirty or forty pounds, right?" Shanhe then asked.

"Originally I didn't plan to buy so much. A dozen kilograms is enough. I thought it was not easy for the farmer to transport it all the way from the mountains. It was so sour that no one would buy it, so I just bought it all. Don't think it's sour, but it's made into Yang Umeboshi, mixed with some rock sugar, very refreshing and appetizing.”

"Uncle, do you often go to the countryside to find ingredients?"

"It's been less recently. I used to have to go to the countryside to pick and bring it back. Now there are more chickens, ducks, and fish in the market. I mean, I don't have to go to the countryside anymore. But most of them in the market are farmed, so I have to make them taste better." It has to be domesticated.”

"Uncle, take a few of us with you next time you go to the countryside, so that we can learn a lot, and we can also help you." Shanhe asked Lao Feng.

"Jing Liang, learn from it, you see how sensible Shan He is. No problem, I'll ask Jing Liang to call you next weekend."

After sorting the bayberries, they said goodbye to Feng Jingliang's family, and the three of them walked out of the restaurant.

"Qiu Daxian, what a great idea you have! It's a perfect excuse, and you can earn another day to play outside. My mother will definitely agree!" Li Xiaohui praised him.

"Indeed, it's true, why don't you say you are Qiu Shen." Yuan Datou also agreed.

"I really want to go to the countryside with Feng Jiezhao's father to pick out ingredients, and you three are just incidental. As agreed, you can play, but you can't run around!" Shanhe warned the three of them, "Okay, everyone goes back to their homes to find their own food. mom."

"From City to Field" has been on sale in the southern provinces for a full week, and the data from each bookstore has been compiled into the magazine.

"The total sales volume of all bookstores in Magic City is 18,893 volumes."

"The total sales volume in Jiangyin is 6547 copies."

"The total sales volume of Zejiang is 5296 copies"

"The total sales volume of Dongguan is 7882 copies"

"The total sales volume in Fujian Province is 4326 copies"

…

"From City to Field" sold a total of 46,887 copies in the first week.

After getting the sales statistics, Qu Ling was extremely happy. The first shot was fired.

Overall, provincial capital cities are the main source of sales. The local sales in Magic City accounted for more than one-third.

The sales volume of prefecture-level cities is less than one-tenth. This is not only related to the population base, but also the lack of sound sales channels of magazines.

The relationship between writers and magazines is mutually fulfilling. Qu Ling considered the feasibility of improving distribution channels through best-selling books.

"Editor-in-Chief, the sales are out, take a look."

"Nearly 47,000 copies were sold in the southern provinces alone in the first week, and this does not include group purchases from the education system. It's a big seller!"

"If the northern market is also launched next week, the sales volume may exceed 80,000. "From City to Field" has a good reputation. It will not be a big problem to maintain sales in the southern market. In the northern market, our influence is smaller, so we should be conservative in the first week. Thirty thousand volumes should be enough.”

"So 300,000 copies are not enough to meet one month's sales." Editor Zhao said excitedly.

"It shouldn't be enough. I took a look at the sales rankings. Except for the reference books that were ranked first, we ranked first in the youth books, and third in the literature category. The top two were romance and martial arts novels."

"Okay, this is a breakthrough!"

"Yes, this is the first best-seller published by our magazine publishing house. Should we consider using this opportunity to improve distribution channels? You see, the sales volume in so many prefecture-level cities is less than one-tenth." Qu Ling Suggest to the editor.

"This is an opportunity. Let's do this. We'll have a meeting in the afternoon to study it. When it's time to send people, it's time to spend money. The editorial department and the publishing house should discuss the number of additional prints and report the number."

The news reached the Qiu family.

"Is it sold for 47,000, which is too much or too little?" Xie Meiyu asked.

"Qu Ling said this is the best-seller data. It will be available in the north next week and sales will increase. The magazine is already discussing increasing the number of prints." Qiu Jiang expressed his joy.

"So Xiaohe's book is considered a success?" Yu Zhengchong asked eagerly.

"Qu Ling didn't say this, so let's forget it. By the way, she also said that the actual sales volume was more, and the education system even purchased a batch."

"There are fewer people buying books now. Think about when we had to queue up to buy books and got scolded!" Yu Zhengchong recalled the past with a sigh.

"Yes, I still remember that your teacher and I went to line up in front of Xinhua Bookstore in the rain early in the morning. When we arrived, the line was already outside the door."

"At that time, it was mainly because there were few books and a small number of categories. People not only need to have a full stomach, but also cannot be hungry mentally!" Yu Zhengchong sighed.

"Dad, have you ever stood in line?"

"I didn't. I just read magazines at first. Later, I didn't have to queue up to buy books. There were few magazines at that time, mainly because they were expensive. To subscribe to bimonthly novels, several people would have to work together."

"I did the math. If Xiaohe's book is sold for one year, we won't be able to earn the money in our lifetime!" Xie Meiyu suddenly spoke with emotion.

"Isn't that right? The manuscript fee plus the advance royalties are already less than 100,000, and we still have to print more copies after they are sold out. It makes me a little scared to think about it!" Qiu Jiang agreed.

"Mom and Dad, you still have to worry about money. You can buy whatever you want and eat whatever you want. I'll take care of everything you want to do in the future, Master, Master, Master!"

Hahaha…

"Xiaohe, sometimes having money is more worrying than not having money. You still don't understand!" Mrs. Xie said to Shanhe with a smile.

"Oh." Shanhe could only pretend to be stupid, "Mom, next time you go to the city for a meeting, buy a nesting doll for your sister. Yesterday, she pointed at the TV and asked me for it."

"Whatever you want to buy, you and your son have bought her as much as you want. She always refuses to ask her to clean it up by herself. No matter how much she is spoiled, she will become spoiled!"

Shanhe looked at his father and shut up obediently.

"Meiyu is right. You can't spend money carelessly when you have money. Money can easily corrupt people. Your family still needs to be managed by Meiyu." Yu Zhengchong strongly supported Xie Meiyu.

"Feng Jingliang's father will go to the countryside next weekend to collect ingredients. He will take me and the fat guys there to report to you."

"Okay, go ahead, but don't cause any trouble to Lao Feng, you guys! Lao Feng is really easy to talk to, and he can agree to everything."

"It must have been your son's idea."

"Xiaohe, are you preparing for your new book?" Yu Zhengchong asked.

"Not really. "Heritage on the Bite of the Tongue" can only be a collection of short stories. I haven't told Aunt Qu about this idea yet. Let's see if I can write one first."

"You kid, you have too many ideas. Don't tire yourself out and take your time. There is still a long time that belongs to you."

"I know, Master, this time it won't be as troublesome as "Youth". I'm going to play and write at the same time, without any delay!"