In a world without any publishing controls, publishing a newspaper is really no more difficult than it was when Yan Liqiang had his teacher print a test paper at school in his previous life.
Shunyi Bookstore has both a book-selling store and a book-printing workshop, and the workshop already has the printing capability of movable type. The technology is not backward, and there is no shortage of production materials such as ink and paper. There are more than ten printing workshops. The craftsmen are all here, and the master craftsmen in the workshops are worried that the new owner will replace them and leave them without jobs. When they know that the new owner will not replace them and can still give them work and pay them, they have stabilized. , one by one, gearing up and ready to start at any time.
The basic hardware conditions are in place, but what is missing is a little software. In the final analysis, this software is people. Someone needs to write the things in the newspaper. Although Yan Liqiang has a complete idea in his head, he knows what is in the newspaper. What content should be published, but he is the boss and is still practicing in Luyuan. It is impossible for one person to cover all the content in the newspaper. Fang Beidou is mainly responsible for management work and is equivalent to the shopkeeper. It is impossible for him to write anything. Therefore, the writing has to be left to others, and specialized people should be found to do it.
Fortunately, there is no shortage of such people in Imperial City.
The Silver Continent is a world where martial arts is respected. The status of literati in this world is not high. In the eyes of many people, literati are literary craftsmen, and the so-called literary craftsmen have the same status as ordinary carpenters, blacksmiths, and tanners. A kind of craftsman profession, according to the records in the book that Yan Liqiang read before, "Word craftsmen carve words, record current events, write poems, articles and stories, and make a living by showing off their pen and ink. Those who are outstanding and experienced can serve as official assistants." The officials who use swords and pens are invisible to the public. They also write letters or file lawsuits on behalf of the illiterate in the streets and towns. Those who play in the prostitutes associate with actors, actresses and storytellers, writing lyrics and making jokes in order to win over the public. If you appreciate it, sometimes a great writer will write a book and leave it to the world, and you can become famous in the contemporary world, gain both fame and fortune, and be no less good than other great writers!"
For a whole afternoon, Yan Liqiang took Hu Haihe and Fang Beidou for a lap outside the Imperial City, looked at the stores, workshops and Zhuangzi of Shunyi Bookstore, and then explained to Fang Beidou the layout of the newspaper. The idea was to ask him to find a few writers who were good at writing and writing in Imperial City to write articles, and then explained the matter of hiring Xu Enda and the others, and asked Fang Beidou to look at the arrangements. For the rest, Yan Liqiang asked Hu Haihe to contact him. Pay attention to the whereabouts of that bastard Guo Si, and the matter will be almost arranged.
It was only when he was separated from Hu Haihe that Yan Liqiang suddenly remembered something.
"By the way, Haihe, you have grown up in Imperial Capital City since you were a child. You are a native of Imperial Capital City. Are you familiar with Imperial Capital City?"
"Of course, I can touch the imperial capital from the south to the north with my eyes closed. Except for the imperial palace, I have never been in it. In other places, inside and outside the city, everyone is doing their own business. There is nothing I don't know!" Hu Haihe looked at Yan Liqiang. , "I wonder if the shopkeeper wants me to do anything?"
After spending an afternoon with Yan Liqiang, Hu Haihe became more and more natural in addressing shopkeeper Yan Liqiang.
"Besides Guo Si's matter, I have one more thing for you to do!" Yan Liqiang pondered for a moment, "Find a few people who are well-informed and like to inquire about all kinds of things, just for us. Newspapers provide news…”
"This...are you going to hire someone?"
"Don't hire people yet, let's see the results..." Yan Liqiang shook his head. Although he wanted to run a newspaper, there is still no such profession as a reporter in the world, so he can only do it bit by bit and cultivate it slowly. Start with people who can provide newspaper information, and see if you can find a few reliable ones. Then, "Find a few people who like to exchange information for money. If the information they provide is true and reliable and is published in our newspaper, you can give it to us." His money starts with a hundred copper coins!”
Hu Haihe suddenly became energetic, "It's easy. It's easy to find many well-informed people in teahouses and yamen prisons, but..." Hu Haihe frowned and looked at Yan Liqiang with some confusion. , "It's just... It's just a hundred coppers for one piece of information. It's so easy to make money. One piece of information is worth three days of hard work for my cousin and the others. Isn't the money we paid a little too much..."
"This money may seem like a lot, but it must be spent. If the information provided by those people is explosive enough, the price can be even more. There is no problem in exchanging one piece of information for twelve hundred taels of silver!" Yan Liqiang looked at the dumbfounded Hu Haihe, " It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand it now, you will understand it in the future, just do what I say now!”
"Okay!" Hu Haihe nodded solemnly out of his belief in Yan Liqiang.
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When it got dark, Yan Liqiang returned to Luyuan. After running around all afternoon, he finally had some foundation for running the newspaper. Yan Liqiang was in a good mood and felt relaxed. The pressure on his heart was The pressure completely disappeared. No matter what, he felt that as long as he tried his best and had a clear conscience, that would be enough.
On the way back to Luyuan, Yan Liqiang was thinking about the name of the upcoming newspaper as he walked. After much deliberation, he still felt that the name Dahan Empire Times was a good one.
In a daze, Yan Liqiang felt like he was making history.
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In the evening, after continuing to complete evening classes, practicing eye skills and the Marrow Cleansing Sutra, before falling asleep, Yan Liqiang entered the heavenly realm, and spent another day in the heavenly realm before coming out.
Yan Liqiang, who is in the Heavenly Dao Realm, has been on horseback almost all day long. He and the people from the Escort Bureau are trying every means to bypass the area where the White Lotus Rebellion is taking place and return to the Sword God Sect. After the Heavenly Tribulation of the Imperial Capital, this member of the Han Empire Locally, it feels like it's getting more and more chaotic.
The next day was as usual. Yan Liqiang continued to practice under the waterfall in the back mountain of the archery field, shaking his big gun. He was exhausted from the day. After returning in the evening, he used the Yijin Marrow Cleansing Sutra to restore and strengthen...
On the morning of the third day, Yan Liqiang did not practice under the waterfall again. Instead, he went directly to another place in the mountain behind the archery field to meet his other master.
Compared with the thatched house where Li Hongtu lived, the place where Ji lived was completely equivalent to a luxury villa in a five-star scenic spot. It was a very exquisite courtyard, located in a bamboo forest, in front of the door. Small bridges and flowing water, birds singing and flowers fragrant, everything is exquisite and elegant.
When Yan Liqiang arrived, the old man surnamed Ji with his hair combed meticulously was wearing a flirty white robe. He was playing the piano in a pavilion in the bamboo forest. The sound of the piano was clear and sweet. Several cranes were surrounding the pavilion Take a stroll and enjoy a unique artistic conception.
Yan Liqiang came to the pavilion and did not speak, but listened quietly. The old man surnamed Ji also seemed to have not seen Yan Liqiang's arrival, and had been stroking the piano attentively.
Yan Liqiang listened quietly for more than two hours. From the time the dew cleared in the morning until the sun climbed higher, the sound of the piano finally stopped.
"Yan Liqiang has met senior!" Yan Liqiang stepped forward and bowed.
"Yes, you have the patience to listen to me play the piano here for more than an hour. You don't say anything, your breathing is always fine and continuous, there is no trace of impatience, and your temper is like a rock. As expected, he is a material for practicing archery. That man named Li I can't teach a disciple with your temper!" The old man named Ji finally turned his eyes to Yan Liqiang's face, with a smile, "Although you are polite, you must be thinking that you call me senior instead of master. You still have some doubts about my ability, and I haven’t convinced you yet. Do you think what I said is right?”
Yan Liqiang was not embarrassed, but looked at the somewhat coquettish old man calmly, nodded, and admitted, "I have now reached the fourth level of archery, and can shoot a ten-stone strong bow within a thousand meters. A firefly is as faint as a candle, and can be destroyed with one arrow. It is easy to kill the enemy. Along the way, my practice of archery relies entirely on self-enlightenment. I wonder what you can teach me? "
"Hahaha, yes, yes, I haven't seen a young man like you at the fourth level of archery for a long time. What's even more rare is self-enlightenment..." The old man surnamed Ji looked at Yan Liqiang with bright eyes. He glanced at it and said with a smile, "Since you are so confident in your archery skills, how about we make a bet?"
"How to gamble?"
"It's very simple. I stand fifty meters away from you. You choose a ten-stone bow to shoot at me. I will also use a bow and arrow to defend you. I will shoot you three arrows. If the arrow you shoot can touch me. I will call you Master if you can shoot me, I will be unlucky and I will never blame you. If you can't, just kowtow to me three times and become my apprentice. What do you think? How about this?”
"I shoot you with a bow and arrow, and you use a bow and arrow to defend? Are you sure..." Yan Liqiang looked at the old man in white and thought he was crazy. He used a bow and arrow to defend the bow and arrow, just like using bullets to defend against bullets. Such a kyudo practitioner Because Yan Liqiang had never thought about it before, the awesomeness of someone who could achieve this step was beyond his imagination.
"Yes, I'm sure!" The old man named Ji nodded seriously, with a calm look on his face.
Yan Liqiang's face became solemn, and he solemnly gave the old man surnamed Ji a fist, "Then Yan Liqiang dares to ask senior for advice..."
(End of chapter)