Daodian spoke to this point, his face full of a deep, sorrowful expression.
However, in front of someone like Han Mo, who understood things, pretending to be pitiful was clearly useless.
"Then it's settled!"
Han Mo spoke as he extended five fingers.
"Fifty thousand guan? Isn't that price a bit too high?"
The old monk tentatively said.
"Master, are you joking with me? If you have no sincerity, you can get out of the carriage now. I still have some acquaintance with Mr. Yuan Miao!"
Han Mo was about to roll his eyes to the heavens. This old fellow was too shameless. Was he really planning to treat him like a three-year-old child?
"Just this thin booklet, with only a few thousand characters, is fifty thousand guan not too little?"
The old monk looked at Han Mo with a wronged expression.
"Since Master investigated me so clearly, don't you know that Daoist Zhang Ruhuai also came to find me tonight?"
"He came to buy this too?"
"That's right, and he also brought Mr. Yuan Miao's offer!"
Han Mo spoke as he took out a slip of paper from his sleeve and placed it in front of the old monk.
Seeing the big three characters written on it, the old monk fell silent again.
"He offered three hundred thousand guan?"
The old monk frowned, speaking while observing the expression on Han Mo's face.
"Mr. Yuan Miao said he is willing to pay three million guan for a perfect ending!"
Han Mo said without any evasion, his eyes fixed on the old monk, speaking lightly.
"What did you say? Three million guan, that's impossible!"
The old monk, agitated, sprang to his feet. Fortunately, he was not tall to begin with, so he didn't hit his head in the carriage.
"Master, please don't be so agitated. If you don't believe me, why don't you find someone to confirm with Mr. Yuan Miao? The reason I haven't agreed yet is simply because I don't want to see him relentlessly pursue you all!"
With Han Mo's mental fortitude, he could tell lies without even preparing an outline. He certainly wouldn't show any flaws in front of the old monk. His composed demeanor made even the old monk a bit uncertain at this moment.
But to be asked to come up with millions of guan based on this, he truly couldn't make up his mind.
Buddhism was indeed wealthy, but it wasn't meant to be spent like this.
Moreover, he alone couldn't decide on this wealth of Buddhism at this time.
"This matter is too big. Such a large sum of money, I need to discuss it!"
"That's of course. However, I don't want Mr. Yuan Miao to wait too long. If you really don't want to pay this sum, I think Master doesn't need to be troubled!"
"Before sunset tomorrow, I will definitely give Young Official an answer!"
After staring at Han Mo's face for a long time, Daodian finally gave up.
This kid was too calm, so much so that even with his cultivation, he couldn't find any emotional changes on Han Mo's face.
He had met countless people over the years, but this was the first time he had encountered a kid like Han Mo.
"Since that's the case, then I will wait here for Master's good news. However, I hope Master will be punctual. If Master doesn't come tomorrow night, or if your answer is not satisfactory to me, then I can only go to Mr. Yuan Miao!"
"Doesn't Young Official feel this condition is a bit too harsh? Ordinary commoners might not earn a thousand guan in their entire lives, yet Young Official only needs to move his pen and is now asking for three million guan!"
Of course, the old monk couldn't just tolerate Han Mo's threat.
Of course, Han Mo directly ignored this kind of complaining behavior.
"If they were ordinary commoners, would they come to buy such things? Moreover, I'm not using this money for myself. This is for Prince Xin's army to quash rebels!"
"Does Young Official mean you won't take a single cent of this money?"
"I can take not a single cent, and furthermore, I can permit Master to directly donate to the Ministry of Revenue in the name of Buddhism!"
"In the name of Buddhism?"
Hearing Han Mo say this, the old monk's expression visibly eased.
Many things were not about the amount of money spent, but whether the money was spent meaningfully.
If such a large sum of money were to be handed over to Han Mo privately, let alone his disciples being unwilling, even the old monk himself felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment.
However, if it were rephrased, this money was a donation from Buddhism to Prince Xin's army to quell the rebellion, then the matter would be much simpler.
Not only could it solve their biggest predicament, but it could also earn them a good reputation.
After spending this money, even if the Emperor intended to favor Lin Ling Su, he would have to consider their contribution...
"That's right, I only care about the final result. But when this money is paid and which official in the Ministry of Revenue it is given to, must be decided by me!"
"Then we'll see you tomorrow!"
After taking a deep breath, the old monk finally made up his mind.
"Master, have a good journey!"
Han Mo spoke as he reached out and patted the carriage.
Upon hearing the sound, Xu Fengnian immediately stopped. Only after the old monk had left did Xu Fengnian cast an admiring glance at Han Mo in the carriage.
"Is there anywhere selling food ahead? Buy some snacks to take back. I think Madam must be hungry by now!"
Finally catching the big fish, Han Mo couldn't help but feel relieved.
With the cooperation of Wu Lian'er and Li Shishi tonight, he believed that the bookshops' business should be even better tomorrow.
The more they caused trouble, the more bargaining chips Han Mo and the old monk would have...
However, even Han Mo hadn't expected that the Song people's acceptance of storybooks would be so high.
If he had known that business would be so popular, he really should have listened to Xu Fengnian and earned a good sum from it.
"If you want to buy food, you'll probably have to take a detour! I'm just afraid it will be late and it will be difficult to explain to Madam..."
Seeing Han Mo in a good mood, Xu Fengnian also said with a smile.
"Kid, stop talking nonsense! Just go if I tell you to!"