Datang: My apprentice is Princess Changle

Chapter 112
Chapter 112
There were some novels in this era, but most of them were biographies of civil servants and generals.

So when I first saw it, I thought it was just this kind of story.

The few literati standing at the entrance of Shangchao all looked disapproving.

But as they gradually looked down, their expressions changed accordingly.

After reading this page, turn it over, and the whole page is the content of "The Legend of Shushan Swordsman".

They continued to look down with confidence.

As a result, the more you read, the more fascinated you became. When they saw the end, they found that there was no more to follow, and these people suddenly raised their heads.

"What's next?"

"Back? It's on the second issue later." The propagandist whose clothes were caught replied.

"When will the second issue be available?" the literati asked eagerly.

"Ah, the second issue? About seven days from now." The publicist replied hurriedly when he noticed that more and more people were surrounding him, and there was some sweat on his forehead.

"Seven days later?"

"Then how should we spend these seven days?"

"I don't care! I have money, the second issue will be out soon!"

The people who gathered up shouted.

The ordinary people who came in and out of the door not far away saw this scene and were very curious.

"What are those people doing?"

"It seems to be clamoring to buy a newspaper?"

"Newspaper? Mansion newspaper?"

"No, what is Datang Weekly?"

"Don't they usually say that we are degrading and only know how to buy? Isn't this the same as us?"

Faced with the pointing and pointing of the common people, these literati wanted to face, and finally realized that they were sweeping the floor in a gentle manner at the moment, and hurried away covering their faces.

They left, and those ordinary people followed to fill the empty seats and surrounded them.

But these people are really illiterate, and after hearing a few ears of propaganda, they didn't pay attention to it.

It is really because of a storyteller that makes "Datang Weekly" difficult to find.

This gentleman, surnamed Lin, is not as good a storyteller as his peers, and his business is bleak. Recently, he has been huddling in a tea stall where the business is also bleak, telling stories.

He was the first to learn about the publication of "Datang Weekly".

Although he was poor, he still spent a copper coin and bought a newspaper because of his admiration for Duke Qin.

After a quick read, he was overjoyed.

"The Legend of Shushan Swordsman" is a story that will explode!
Therefore, he is the first storyteller in Chang'an City who started to tell this novel.

Illiterate people listen to stories at tea stalls where they only need to give one or two eggs to drink a big bowl of tea.

When passers-by pass by, they are also attracted to surround them.

With this story, Mr. Lin suddenly became popular!

Other storytellers followed suit.

When Qin Yang learned that the first issue of the newspaper was sold out within two days, he still shook his head seeing Wu Wang and the others happy.

"It's just a thousand newspapers, your requirements are too low."

"A thousand copies of a newspaper are sold out in two days, that's great."

Others are puzzled.

Wu Wang even raised a more important question: "Teacher, just hiring someone to copy a thousand newspapers will cost you a lot of money. If you publish more, you may lose even more money."

"Although we don't publish newspapers for money, no matter how many there are, the transcriptions can't keep up."

The manpower aspect is indeed a big problem.

"The next few hundred copies were not engraved and printed?"

Qin Yang asked.

King Wu replied: "It takes at least a few days to carve a block. If you make a mistake, you have to start over. There are not many masters in Chang'an City who can carve this kind of block. Teacher, the weekly newspaper is published once a week, which means that every week It will be re-engraved."

"That's really a problem."

"Then there is no need for engraving and printing."

Qin Yang sighed, and then asked them: "Print with movable type."

He didn't want to move out movable type printing in advance, but without movable type printing, it would be impossible to distribute newspapers in large quantities.

After thinking about it, Qin Yang still released this achievement first.

After Qin Yang's explanation, movable type printing really brightened the eyes of several people.

"King Wu, you are in charge of movable type printing."

As in the past, Qin Yang pushed this obvious meritorious matter to Wu Wang Li Ke to do it.

Wu Wang Li Ke faced the teacher's generosity, although he had long been used to it, he was still excited and grateful.

"Yes! The disciple will urge the craftsman to do this well!"

Royal Palace
Li Shimin listened to the eunuch's inquiring about the news, stroking his short beard and feeling a little proud.

"Qin Guogong is still too young."

He said to himself: "Would I not know the amount issued by the imperial court?"

"Even if you want to sell it well, the person who copied it, and the engraving and printing are all limitations."

"Hey, it seems that I have decided on half of the shares."

Other people who have heard about the betting are also paying attention to the "Datang Weekly".

Several patriarchs with five surnames and seven Wangs almost burst out laughing.

They got together again, and these patriarchs sneered at "Datang Weekly".

Under the circumstances that most people are not optimistic, the second issue of "Datang Weekly" was released.

Unlike the first issue, which only sold [-] copies, as soon as this issue came out, more than a dozen staff members of Datang Shangchao directly moved stacks of newspapers to the table outside.

There are as many newspapers as piles of hills on more than a dozen large tables.

Except for someone selling at one of the tables, there is actually another table for other registrations.

"Are you going to recruit newsboys?"

I found out that I had already heard the news, and the cleanly dressed teenagers went to queue up to register for the newspaper, and the rest of the poor people immediately sensed the business opportunity to make money, and came to inquire one after another.

It turns out that the "Datang Weekly" only recruits teenagers between the ages of ten and 15 as newsboys.

Those who pass the screening will become non-staff personnel of Datang Shangchao.

When the newspapers are released, come to pick up the newspapers. After registering the quantity, you can take the newspapers to the streets of Chang'an City to sell them.

How many newspapers are sold, and when they come back, they are paid according to the quantity.

This is a business without capital!

The poor people who were not interested in "The Legend of the Shushan Swordsman" all talked about "Datang Weekly" because of this.

Facing the window on the second floor, Qin Yang smiled and shook his folding fan.

On the side, Wu Wang Li Ke flattered wildly.

"The teacher is really smart! There are too many newspapers, so I recruit newsboys and let them go to the streets to sell them. This can not only sell more newspapers, but also give these poor children a job. It is really a good deed!"

"Damn it!" In the Li family's mansion, the head of the Li family threw a cup in anger.

"Patriarch calm down!"

"How do you want me to appease my anger? This Qin Yang is simply deceiving people too much!"

In the second issue of "Datang Weekly", which he tore into pieces, several anecdotes were impressively published.

Different from the first issue, the anecdote in this issue, although he didn't call him by name, he used a pseudonym of a Mr. Muzi, and directly wrote about the incident of him jumping back and forth between several princes and then being beaten in the street .

In this story, "Mr. Muzi" is simply a buffoon!

If he couldn't tell at a glance that it was himself, he might laugh at it after reading it!
(End of this chapter)