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Chapter 339 Come on, Your Highness, Want to Make Money?Let's do business (second update)

Chapter 337

After the ball game started again, Wang Yang started two-person commentary with one of the bamboo poles surnamed Zhang, although this bamboo pole surnamed Zhang had never done such a thing before.

However, he is also the host of a variety show at any rate, with a slippery tongue, and under Wang Yang's guidance, he soon entered the state.

It's just that compared to Wang Yang's eloquent commentary, the commentator surnamed Zhang is more rigid and blunt, and lacks entertainment, but at any rate, he can still fight at the climax of both sides' attacks. Bewitching.

This made Wang Yang a little relieved. Rome was not built in a day, and it is not enough to train professional Cuju game commentators in one or two games.

But it doesn't matter, after they can get used to it, and when the audience realizes the benefits of having a commentator, even if they don't want to be bamboo poles in the future, professionally doing this kind of Cuju commentator will be enough to earn a living.

The game on the opening day ended with a score of [-]-[-], and all the spectators left the stadium contentedly.

Of course, there were still quite a few spectators who were sad that the football lottery they had bought failed to win the prize, and some of them came to the prize redemption office with great interest and handed over their lottery tickets to redeem the prize.

And there are already many spectators who watched the opening ceremony. After walking out of the stadium, they asked the staff at the entrance of the stadium when the next game will be held.

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"The statistics show that less than [-] tickets were originally sold, but in less than an hour since the opening ceremony just ended, almost [-] tickets have been sold. Some of them are the spectators who participated in the opening game."

Back at the office of the game, a staff member excitedly came over to report the good news to these gangsters in a short time.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, especially the two important investors Wan Bin and Chen Jie. On the contrary, Liu Yiyi, who was the investor of Yihonglou, seemed very calm, as if everything was taken for granted.

It should be said that Liu Yiyi trusted Wang Yang more than those two.

"Okay, the game we organized finally got off to a good start. As long as the audience can maintain more than [-]% of each game, we won't lose money..." Wan Bin, the big-eyed brother, had a golden light in his eyes.

"Brother Wan, don't forget, there are still a lot of football lottery tickets sold through newspapers in this issue, which is estimated to be around [-] yuan, which is not a small amount." Chen Jie said very satisfied.

In a single game, the lottery tickets sold on and off the field amounted to over a thousand, which was a full double of the lottery purchases in a single game last fall.

Sixteen teams, four groups with three games each, a total of twelve games, and then the top two will play one game each, that is four games.After that, there will be two semi-finals and two finals, a total of [-] games.

Although he only played one game, he can already feel the prospect of the future, um...Qian Jing.

Just as he was thinking about the future, Wang Yang saw Wu Qilang appearing outside the door, and he couldn't help being taken aback.

"My lord, there was another accident at the printing workshop. A few thieves came last night, and we caught three of them. How should we deal with this time, should we throw away the Kaifeng Qiya?" Wu Qilang asked Wang Yang.

"What's the matter? Is it those bookstores again, or those booksellers?" Wang Yang couldn't help but rolled his eyes, but he was helpless.

"It's a snitch hired by several bookshop bosses in the north of the city, but they never thought that you, my lord, are much better than them." Wu Qilang slapped Wang Yang exaggeratedly Big yawn.

Seeing this guy's appearance, Wang Yang couldn't help but feel a headache. To be honest, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason for a thousand days to guard against a thief.

However, movable type printing has already said that it is dedicated to the emperor of the Song Dynasty, and the emperor does not know which tendon is cramped or what, but there is no movement after so long.

"Let's work hard, brothers. The brothers who were on duty yesterday were rewarded with two pennies each. You can just throw it to the Kaifeng county government. It's still a lot of hard work for you. I will find a way..."

After watching Wu Qilang's tall and burly figure go away, Wang Yang raised his hand and rubbed his forehead. After thinking for a while, he slapped his thigh and walked towards the house.

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Inside the restaurant, Wang Yang ate and drank together with the future combo of faint king, treacherous minister, and powerful eunuch.Although Zhao Ji is a surly little prince, it doesn't mean he is not smart. "Mr. invited me out alone today. Is there something wrong?"

"Well, there is indeed something. You must have seen the propaganda and influence of that newspaper these days, right?" Wang Yang replied with a smile and nodded.

"Naturally, I have never missed every issue of "Tokyo Hou Bao". And the Cuju column is quite well organized, and the things in it are still very useful for those Cuju lovers..."

The reason why Zhao Ji said this is not because in the Cuju column, this guy, as the column leader of the Cuju column, provided a lot of manuscripts.

Of course, it is not only his credit, but also Gao Qi, Tong Guan and Liang Shicheng. These four people are all lovers of Cuju, so when Wang Yang decided to start a Cuju column, Zhao Ji jumped out to be the column leader. Yang Yang unceremoniously threw the weight to him.

"In addition, what do you see from the newspaper's print count and the number of words on it?" Wang Yang smiled, raised his glass to Zhao Ji, and drained the wine in one gulp.

Zhao Ji blinked, looked at Wang Yang who was smiling but not smiling, and after thinking for a while, he replied with a sense of understanding. "To be able to have such a large printing volume, and to be able to maintain almost four pages of nearly [-] characters in each newspaper, is this probably due to Yuanyou's printing skills?"

"That's right, it is because of Yuanyou's printing technique that in just a few days, nearly [-] characters can be printed on the "Tokyo Houbao"." Wang Yang nodded in agreement.

"Nowadays, it's a pity that Wang can only watch the market as big as my Song Dynasty..." When Wang Yang said this, he paused intentionally before continuing.

Zhao Ji couldn't help but his eyes lit up. Although he is His Royal Highness, the problem is that His Royal Highness still needs to eat, even if he is just a kid now, not to mention, Yuanyou printing is something that his own brother All praises are added.

Zhao Ji's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. "Sir, do you mean that you want me to do it myself?" He really didn't expect that such a good thing would happen to him.

"Why don't you go find the stronger Wan Bin or my cousin sister-in-law?"

"Because of Yuanyou's printing technique, I have already dedicated it to His Majesty, but it's a pity that His Majesty has always... I don't need to say more, right?" Wang Yang stopped talking at this point.

(End of this chapter)