Chapter 211: Boasted by self-selling!

Inside the Temple of Ganlu.

In about half an hour, Li Er finally read all the contents of the newspaper.

Regarding the following "headline party" news and the last, he did not frown

or criticize or scold, he just smiled thoughtfully, and then said to Zhao

Song:

"Zhao Song, the newspaper you collected is quite interesting. I think it says

a daily page. From now on, I will send me a newspaper issue every day."

When Zhao Song heard Li Er say this, his face suddenly smiled like a blooming

chrysanthemum, he bowed and said:

"Here, Your Majesty."

"Oh, by the way, what is the price of this newspaper?"

Li Er thought for a while and said.

"Back to your Majesty, this newspaper is priced at five cents each!"

"It's so cheap, doesn't it mean that ordinary people can also afford

newspapers?"

Li Er raised his brows and said in surprise. Unlike some unconscious princes

who don't know the civil affairs, Li Er still knows the price of people's

living things very well. He knows how cheap a newspaper for five cents is.

"That's true, your Majesty, I heard the servants of the palace purchase that

today, in Chang'an wine shops, there are people discussing new things written

in this newspaper! Every time a man in Li County creates something new, it is

enough for Chang'an people to talk about it for a long time. ."

Li Er thought for a while, shook his head and laughed, "Hey, this kid is still

conscientious this time. He didn't set a high price to make huge profits, and

I don't know what he thinks. But this is also a good thing, so that the people

can understand me in time. The national policy is also beneficial to the

court. Moreover, this newspaper will encourage more people to read and write,

which is quite a literacy. Li Zexuan, this kid, I am afraid that the plan is

very big!"

…………………

"Steward Ma, two people came to the workshop to send the manuscript, saying

that their master was coming over to submit the manuscript."

In the courtyard behind the workshop, the editorial department of Qiqu

Culture.

A young man knocked on the door and came in, bowing to Ma Zhou.

There was obviously a hint of surprise in Ma Zhou's eyes. He got up and took

the manuscript and said, "Well, I see, Song Xiaosi, thanks for your hard

work!"

Song Xiaosi's body trembled. He didn't expect that the big man in Ma Zhou's

workshop would even remember his name.

"Hey, no hard work, no hard work, these are all small things that should be

done. It's hard work for the horse."

Song Xiaosi quickly opened his eyes and smiled.

Ma Zhou smiled and said, "Well, if someone contributes in the future, please

give it to me as soon as possible. This is very important."

"Here, the little one remembers. If there is nothing else in the steward Ma,

the little one will leave."

Ma Zhou smiled and nodded. After Song Xiaosi left the door, he sat down and

read the manuscript seriously. After a while, he touched his palm and laughed:

"Good article, good article, it seems that tomorrow The newspaper needs to be

revised."

After that, he took the manuscript and hurried out to go to the printing

department of the workshop.

……………

The second day, early morning.

With the sound of the bell tower morning drum, Chang'an City, which had been

sleeping all night, was awakened. Pedestrian vendors who got up in the morning

also walked out of the gate and started a tiring day.

"The newspaper is sold, the newspaper is sold! The freshly released Datang

Daily, today's headline, the blood wind village is utterly deprived, and the

good family daughter is taken captive. What's going on, as long as five cents,

you can know!"

Early in the morning, newsboys on skateboards wandered around the streets of

Chang'an. The crisp sound of selling newspapers quickly awakened pedestrians

who had just gotten up and were still confused. When passers-by saw these

children, they were neat and tidy one by one, very cute, and the stories from

the newsboys were also really attractive. The most important thing was that

the newspapers were not expensive. Yesterday many people had bought

newspapers, and the content on them was true. Wonderful, so the early

pedestrians took out five cents to buy the newspaper.

"Hey, wait, the baby, give me a newspaper for the old man!"

"Give me a copy too!"

"Give me a copy!"

……………

Different from the deserted sales situation yesterday morning, after a day of

accumulation, many people have learned that the content of newspapers is

indeed wonderful. As soon as the newsboys selling newspapers came out, they

were surrounded by many people.

"Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has it!"

"Madam, you haven't paid yet!"

"Master, don't worry, I'll find you money!"

"Don't squeeze in the back, everyone has it!"

…………

The newsboy has ever experienced this kind of scene, and he was a little busy

for a while. However, these people still have some qualities. Under the

persuasion of the immature voice of the newsboy, although they are not in

order, at least there is no stampede.

After a quarter of an hour, the crowd in front of the newsboy finally

dissipated. He sighed softly and was secretly happy. According to today's

situation, he must 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

newspaper boys based on the number of newspapers they sell each day. For every

five newspapers sold, a penny can be paid. It's not that Li Zexuan is stingy,

but for these children, earning more than ten cents a day is really a lot.

What's more, the current price of newspapers, the workshop does not make

money, and now it is losing money to make money. Go out and think about making

money again.

After eating breakfast, Li Zexuan was sitting in the carriage going to the

Imperial College. He heard the newsboy’s advertisement for selling newspapers

today, and almost vomited a mouthful of blood.

The newsboy’s slogan for selling newspapers is changed every day, and Ma Zhou

himself thought of it. Yesterday he just cared about the layout of today’s

newspaper and didn’t look at the content. He thought, since he used the horse

week, he should be no doubt about employing people, and if suspects don’t use

it, try to delegate authority~www.mtlnovel.com~ of course. You can also say

that he is lazy.

Who knows that these delegates put themselves in the headlines, this Ma Zhou

special mother is going to do things! How can an employee be such a boss?

"Sambo, go buy me a newspaper!"

Li Zexuan's face was full of black lines and shouted outside.

"Yes, master!"

Sambo stopped the carriage outside, bought a newspaper, and handed it in.

Li Zexuan opened the newspaper and began to read it seriously. After a while,

he touched his chin, and murmured with a sullen expression: "I'm so handsome?

Not bad, this Ma Zhou's writing is really not covered, tusk, this

psychological description is in place, deeply The infatuated man’s anxiety to

save his beloved woman is vividly displayed! Tsk, this action description,

handsome, handsome, haha, Ma Zhou has done a good job, wait for the Lord to go

to the workshop to give you a salary increase!"

Li Zexuan originally felt uncomfortable because he was hit by his

subordinates, headlines, but when he saw Ma Zhou’s wonderful description in

the newspaper, his discomfort was immediately thrown out of the sky. Anyway,

this news was not written by me, enough. There is no suspicion of self-selling

and boasting, at most it can be considered as being self-selling and boasting!

Tie Dan heard his master's shameless remarks nearby, and quickly lowered his

head to cover his face, and couldn't help laughing.

…………

Thank you, Lao Gong, who has the surname Gong, and the preface of the first

name.

I'm very sorry. Taking my daughter-in-law back to my hometown is not as simple

as I thought. I need to do a lot of things. I really don't have much time to

calm down the codewords. This has caused some problems in the update during

the celebration of our country. I am very sorry!

Now I am taking my daughter-in-law back to her working city on the train,

screaming, finally liberated, there is one more update today, I feel like I

can make a chapter before getting off the train!

(End of this chapter)

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