Inside the Manna Hall.
After about half an hour, Li Er finally read all the contents of the newspaper. Regarding the following "clickbait" news articles and the final novel, he did not frown or criticize or scold him. He just smiled thoughtfully, and then said to Zhao Song:
"Zhao Song, the newspaper you collected is quite interesting. I see it says one page per day. From now on, I will receive an issue of the newspaper every day."
When Zhao Song heard what Li Er said, his face suddenly smiled like a blooming chrysanthemum. He bowed and said:
"Here, Your Majesty."
"Oh, by the way, how much does this newspaper cost?"
Li Er thought for a while and said.
"Your Majesty, this newspaper is priced at five cents each!"
"It's so cheap. Doesn't that mean ordinary people can afford newspapers?"
Li Er raised his eyebrows and said in surprise. Unlike some ignorant kings who don't know about civil affairs, Li Er is very familiar with the cost of living. He knows how cheap a five-cent newspaper is.
"Indeed, Your Majesty, I heard from the chamberlain who came out of the palace to purchase that today, in all the big and small wine shops in Chang'an, people are talking about the new things written in the newspapers! Every time Mr. Li comes up with something new, the people of Chang'an can talk about it for a long time. .”
Li Er thought for a while, shook his head and said with a smile: "Hey, this guy is still conscientious this time. He didn't set a high price to make huge profits. I don't know what he thought. But this is also a good thing. It can let the people know about our Datang in time. It is a national policy that is beneficial to the court. Moreover, this newspaper will encourage more people to learn to read and write, which has a great educational effect. I am afraid that this kid Li Zexuan has a very big goal!"
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"Guanshi Ma, two people came to the workshop to deliver manuscripts, saying that their master was coming to submit a manuscript."
The courtyard behind the workshop, the editorial department of Funny Culture.
A boy knocked on the door and came in, bowing to Ma Zhou.
A trace of surprise clearly flashed in Ma Zhou's eyes. He stood up, took the manuscript, and said, "Well, I understand, Song Xiaosi, thank you for your hard work!"
Song Xiaosi trembled. He didn't expect that Ma Zhou, a big shot in the workshop, would still remember his name.
"Hehe, it's not hard, it's not hard, this is what a young person should do. But it's a hard job for Ma Guanshi."
Song Xiaosi quickly smiled and said.
Ma Zhou smiled and said, "Well, if someone submits a manuscript in the future, please send it to me as soon as possible. This is very important."
"Well, remember, little one. If Manager Ma has nothing else to do, I will resign."
Ma Zhou smiled and nodded. After Song Xiaosi exited the room, he sat down and read the manuscript seriously. After a while, he put his hands on his hands and laughed and said: "Good article, good article, it seems that tomorrow will be a good one." The newspaper needs a revamp.”
After saying that, he took the manuscript and hurried out, heading to the printing department of the workshop.
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The next day, early morning.
With the sound of morning drums from the bell tower, the city of Chang'an was awakened from a night's sleep. The pedestrians and traders who got up early also walked out of the square gate and began a tiring day of running around.
"The newspaper is sold, the newspaper is sold! The freshly released Datang Daily, today's headlines, Xue Feng Village lost all conscience and abducted good girls, and the Li County man was so angry that he drew his sword and challenged Beiman Mountain alone! If you want to know more, You only need five cents to find out what happened!"
In the early morning, newsboys on skateboards wandered around the streets of Chang'an. The crisp sound of selling newspapers and hawking quickly woke up pedestrians who had just woken up and were still confused. Passers-by saw these children, who were neatly tidying up one by one. They were very cute, and the stories told by the newspaper boy were really attractive. The most important thing is that the newspaper is not expensive. Many people bought the newspaper yesterday, and the content on it is really interesting. It was wonderful, so the pedestrians who got up early took out five cents to buy the newspaper.
"Hey, wait a minute, give me a newspaper!"
"Give me some, too!"
"Give me one!"
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Different from the deserted sales situation yesterday morning, after a day of accumulation, many people knew that the content of the newspaper was indeed exciting. As soon as the newsboy selling the newspaper came out today, he was surrounded by many people.
"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has it!"
"Auntie, you haven't paid me yet!"
"Uncle, don't worry, I'll give you some change!"
"Don't squeeze in the back, there must be something for everyone!"
… …
The newsboy had never experienced such a scene before, and he was in a hurry. However, these people still had some quality. Under the persuasion of the newspaper boy's immature voice, although they were not in an orderly manner, at least there was no stampede incident.
A quarter of an hour later, the crowd in front of the newsboy finally dispersed. He breathed a sigh of relief and was secretly happy. According to today's situation, he will definitely be able to sell a lot of newspapers, and he will get a lot of bonuses by then.
According to Li Zexuan's suggestion, Ma Zhou set the daily wages for these newsboys based on the number of newspapers they sold every day. For every five newspapers sold, they could get a commission of one penny. It's not that Li Zexuan is stingy, it's that for these children, earning more than ten cents a day is really a lot. What's more, with the current newspaper pricing, the workshop is not making money. Now it is a loss-making operation. Let's first destroy the reputation of the newspaper. Go out and think about making money again.
Li Zexuan finished breakfast and sat on the carriage going to the Imperial College. As soon as he left the house, he heard the newsboy's advertisement for selling newspapers today, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
The newspaper boy's advertisements for selling newspapers change every day, and they are all thought up by Ma Zhou himself. Yesterday, he only paid attention to the layout progress of today's newspaper, and did not read the content. In his mind, since Ma Zhou was used, he should be sure to use people without suspicion and use them without suspicion, and try to delegate power as much as possible. Of course you can also say he is lazy.
Who would have thought that this decentralized person would put herself in the headlines, and this mother-in-law, Zhou Te, is going to cause trouble! How can any employee mess with the boss like this
"Sambo, go buy me a newspaper!"
Li Zexuan's face was full of black lines and he shouted outside.
"Yes, Master!"
Sanbao stopped the carriage outside and quickly bought a newspaper and handed it in.
Li Zexuan unfolded the newspaper and began to read it carefully. After a moment, he touched his chin and murmured with a pleading look on his face: "I am really so handsome? Not bad, not bad. Ma Zhou's writing style is really amazing. Tsk tsk, the psychological description is so good, it deeply touches a person's mind. The anxiety of an infatuated man to save his beloved woman is vividly displayed! Tsk tsk, the description of this action is so handsome, haha, good job Ma Zhou, I will wait until I go to the workshop to give you a salary increase!"
Li Zexuan was originally feeling uncomfortable because his subordinate made headlines. However, after seeing Ma Zhou's wonderful description in the newspaper, his discomfort was immediately forgotten. I didn't write this news anyway. That's enough. It's not suspected of being self-proclaimed, but at most it can be regarded as being self-proclaimed!
When Tiedan heard his master's shameless words nearby, he quickly lowered his head and covered his face, unable to help but snicker.
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Thank you to the person whose surname is Gong and whose name is Lao Gong for the reward again and again!
I'm very sorry. Taking my wife back to my hometown is actually not as simple as I thought. It requires a lot of things to do. I really don't have much time to calm down and type. This caused some problems in the update during the National Day. I'm very sorry!
Now I am taking my wife on the train back to the city where she works. Phew, I am finally liberated. There is another update today. I feel like I can still finish a chapter before getting off the train!
(End of chapter)