Great Wei scholar

Ke Shizi was a little confused.

Dad, didn't you seem to say that just now?

"Father, should we stop this thing or not?"

Shizi asked.

But when he said this, An Guogong couldn't help but stare at him, and couldn't help cursing.

"Shouren is a member of our military officer. No matter what he does, we will do our best to support him. If anyone else made this thing, the old man will stop it."

"But if Shouren did it, then it will be fine."

An Guogong said seriously.

"The child understands."

The latter is thoughtful, understands a little but not very much.

"By the way, why is this newspaper so crumpled?"

An Guogong asked curiously, this paper is indeed crumpled, it looks like it is of poor quality.

"Father, you don't know that the big Wei capital is robbed like crazy, and now it's impossible to buy it in the market. Someone bought it at a higher price, and my son bought it with an extra ten taels of silver."

He said so, telling An Guogong that Wei Wenbao had sold like crazy.

"Twelve taels of silver?"

An Guogong was a little tongue-tied, but after thinking about it, he probably understood that after all, new products will be looted as soon as they come out, mainly in the later stage.

"An'er, go outside and continue to check the situation, check the Dawei Wenbao, how many have been sold."

An Guogong suddenly spoke.

But at this point, he opened his mouth and said: "Call all the other princes and princes, and say that there is something important for the father."

An Guogong said so.

"it is good!"

The prince didn't say much, and turned to leave.

After he left, An Guogong picked up the Wei Wenbao and read it carefully.

Finally he couldn't help but sighed.

"This Shouren nephew is really ignorant, he doesn't even mention the old man, alas! You must have a good talk with him later, don't get so close to these civil servants."

He muttered to himself.

And the most lively thing in the entire Great Wei Capital is not just the bookstore.

The Dawei Wenbao Office is now completely bustling.

I don't know who discovered that all the Dawei Wenbao were sent from the Dawei Wenbao Office.

All of a sudden, many people came directly to the newspaper office to buy newspapers.

The shopkeepers of four or five hundred bookstores came in carriages, sedan chairs, and the closer ones came directly, all of them came to buy goods.

Dawei Wenbao has really sold out!

It was a complete sellout.

I prepared 15 copies back and forth, and the first batch took [-] copies. I didn't expect that it took only a quarter of an hour, and they all came to buy the goods.

So the next [-] copies were taken out directly.

Unexpectedly, another group of people came, wanting to buy goods one after another.

The goods are sold out.

No matter how the Dawei Literature and Newspaper Office explains or talks about it, people won't listen and insist on buying it.

"My store is about to be smashed. If you don't give me the newspaper today, I will show you to death."

"You guys can do it, print more, hurry up!"

"Hundreds of people are waiting for me, hurry up and get it."

"Aren't you cheating people? That's all? Who can see it? Let the aliens next door see it and say we can't afford it."

The shopkeepers of the major bookstores opened their mouths one after another, making a lot of noise, just wanting to buy goods.

And in the Great Wei Wenbao Hall.

Zhang Ruhui was dumbfounded.

"15 newspapers, sold out in half an hour?"

Above the Wenguan, Zhang Ruhui was really dumbfounded.

He didn't expect that 15 copies of Dawei Wenbao would be sold out so quickly?

To be honest, it's not that he doesn't believe in Xu Qingxiao, but that he thinks there is a market for this kind of thing, but it's impossible to say that 15 copies are sold out in half an hour, right?

He used to think that selling out in one day was already a good thing.

But now, the result was unexpected.

"Quick print!"

"Hurry up and ask someone to print, continue to print, print as many as you have!"

In the end, Zhang Ruhui directly issued an order for all printing workshops to expedite printing immediately.

A quarter of an hour later.

The 780 five printing workshops in Kyoto began to reprint frantically.

All the workers were forced to work hard. If it wasn't for extra money, they really wouldn't continue to work.

That's it.

An hour later.

In the library.

The reprinted Wei Wenpao came out one by one in carriages, because the time was so short that the quality of the paper was a little worse than before.

There's no way, it's too late.

One hundred thousand copies of the Great Wei Wenbao appeared, and the shopkeepers of the bookstore looted them all at once, and the hundred thousand copies of the Great Wei Wenbao were empty in an instant.

The people in Kyoto who wanted to buy newspapers followed the shopkeeper one by one, paying for them as they went.

In the library of the Great Wei Wenbao.

It was already a mess, and everyone dealt with things in a hurry.

Constantly going to and from Zhang Ruhui's office.

"Shopkeeper, it's sold out, it's sold out!"

"The shopkeeper, it's sold out again, let's print more."

"Shopkeeper, there are hundreds of bookstore shopkeepers coming to the west of the city. If they don't print more, they will make a fuss."

"Shopkeeper, there are people from the north of the city, do we still have the goods?"

A series of voices sounded, Zhang Ruhui really had a headache.

"Add printing! Add printing!"

"Get someone to print it quickly!"

At this moment, Zhang Ruhui has nothing to say, so let the printing workshop print it.

Today is the first day of publication of Dawei Wenbao, and there must be no mistakes.

So even if it is really a waste of printing, it is better than causing public resentment.

In this way, the entire Dawei Newspaper Office, the whole day today, is basically buying and selling goods.

Even in the end, some bookstore shopkeepers went to the printing workshop on purpose. After all, the Dawei Newspaper Office was full of people, and they all waited for new newspapers to appear.

And Dawei Jingdu was completely overwhelmed by this seemingly inconspicuous newspaper.

All the teahouses and restaurants, everyone was discussing the contents of the newspaper.

Some people talk about it, analyze the affairs of the six ministers, and analyze the problems of Wei.

Someone was holding a newspaper and discussing some anecdotes in it.

Some people are more straightforward, they can't read at all, they took the newspaper and found a scholar, everyone read it together, after reading it, they split up, you brag about yours, I brag about mine, it has nothing to do with each other.

On this day, Dawei became lively, completely lively.

And until Chenshi.

Finally, the Dawei Wenbao Office became quiet.

But Zhang Ruhui listened to various reports from his subordinates.

A little half a day.

Great Wei Wenbao, sold 95 copies!

The income is 9000 taels of silver, and the net profit is 750 taels of silver.

This is still because there is no ready stock, otherwise, it will definitely be more than this, and it will be no problem to double it by three or five times.

After all, many people really can't wait any longer. If they honestly go to a restaurant to listen to what others say, they will definitely not buy it after listening to it.

If it is really doubled by three or five times, and the net profit is more than 2 taels a day, this is just a capital, what if it is the whole of Wei?

10 taels of silver a day is not a problem.

The monthly income is 300 million taels, and the annual income is 600 million taels of silver, not including other income.

There is also the ability to influence newspapers.

fear!fear!

It's really scary! ! ! !

Zhang Ruhui froze in place.

But right now, with the continuous spread of Wei Wenbao.

The whole Wei Dynasty knew why the six ministers fought, and the common people praised the six ministers as good officials.

And every piece of content in the newspaper is talked about by everyone. In the past, everyone chatting is actually just a matter of talk, and most people listen to what others say, because you don’t know what happened ah.

But now it's different, everyone who has read the newspaper has the right to speak, so after you finish speaking, it's my turn to speak, and after I finish speaking, it's his turn to speak.

The business of the major restaurants in Dawei also boomed on this day.

Some small shops are also overcrowded.

Even among the six volumes, everyone began to discuss these matters, and someone bought a newspaper, which attracted officials from all over the place to watch.

At the beginning, everyone was afraid to discuss it, and it was a bit rigorous. After all, most of the things discussed in this newspaper were national affairs.

Who dares to talk nonsense?Especially the officials of the six ministries are very cautious in their words.

But soon the news came.

This was made by Xu Qingxiao.

All of a sudden, the six parts were completely boiled up and down.

"Master Xu did it?"

"That's no wonder. I said who would dare to be so presumptuous. It turned out to be Mr. Xu. It's okay, it's okay."

"Everyone, Master Xu made this article, we can talk with confidence, rest assured."

"So it's Mr. Xu, that's all right."

Everyone in the six volumes felt very uncomfortable. They knew about it, but they didn't dare to talk about it. Now that they knew that Xu Qingxiao had created the Great Wei Wenbao, everyone started talking about it.

For a while, the six works that were originally very depressing became very lively as everyone had a common topic.

And right now.

The meeting is over.