I do research in ancient times

On the day Cui An left, he was on the big boat of the Lu family.As Lu Tao promised, this time he went to Ding'an City, the Lu family not only sent out the fleet, but also provided Cui An with escorts.Lu Shiji, his nephew who was far away on the battlefield of Dingfeng City, also sent a team of servants and retinues.

Cui An didn't think too much when accepting people, and gladly accepted the people Lu Shiji sent.

The nephew also made it clear in the letter that the world outside is very chaotic now, and he is particularly worried about his uncle's safety. These servants are all trained to protect his uncle's safety at critical moments.

Cui An felt very heartwarming, and finally did not hurt that kid in vain.On the contrary, it was Lu Shiji's own father, Lu Tao, who suddenly chuckled when he heard that his son was being used by his brother-in-law.

"He's so obedient, he knows how to preemptive strikes, and finally he didn't waste my years of teaching."

Lu Bei on the side heard what he said and looked up at his elder brother.

"You let A Zuo take action like this, are you afraid that he will really ruin the big thing? After all, the people we sent over didn't intend to do anything, and A Zuo brought out his confidants."

"I heard that the child is very valued in the border town. Many of the new products released by the Feng family recently were written by him. If something happens to him, it will be a trivial matter if Cui An does not come back. I am afraid that Feng Bosheng and his son will turn against each other. "

Hearing what he said, Lu Tao smiled slightly.

"If you turn your face, turn your face. Sooner or later, we will confront the Feng family."

"If you can cut off the help of the other party early, it can be regarded as A Zuo's contribution to the family."

"I used to be worried that he was indecisive, not a decisive character. This time I just used this to force him to push him. I hope he will not be in vain for me to train him."

"Then what if Ah Zuo loses?"

Lu Bei asked softly.

He reached out and flicked the incense burner at the side, and leaned back on the seat. The curling smoke covered his expression, making it difficult to see his thoughts.

Lu Tao put down the scroll in his hand, raised his head and glanced in Lu Bei's direction, his tone was unexpectedly cold.

"If you lose, then you have to think about why you lost."

"Taking the first opportunity can't suppress the other party. Can such a child really take care of the entire Lu family?"

"Twin twins, there is not only one twin in the world, that's where the benefits lie."

Cui An didn't know about the schemes of the Lu brothers.He boarded the big boat of the Lu family, raised the sails, and headed towards Ding'an City.

The Nanshui Ancient Road winds and turns, all the way to the west, covering almost half of Yechao's land.The reason is due to the melee, the city and buildings are somewhat disgraced, with scorched earth and ruins everywhere, which is not as exquisite and rich as Nanjun.

But after entering the territory of the frontier army, everything changed again.

Now it is late autumn, the mountains and fields are desolate, the bare woods can no longer cover the neat concrete houses in the border towns, and the neat and quiet small towns begin to enter Cui An's field of vision.

On the clean and level village road, you can occasionally hear the barking of dogs and the crowing of chickens, as well as the laughter of children.When Cui An is free, he also observes the customs of the border town with great interest.You don't know if you don't look at it, but you can really see some tricks when you look at it.

There are few border towns as bustling and bustling as Qijiang City, and what Cui An sees the most along the way are actually military villages, which don't look very eye-catching.

But in these small villages, when it’s meal time, every household will light up the cooking smoke, and occasionally you can hear the sound of children reading aloud, which is in stark contrast to the chaos in the Central Plains.

Regarding the matter of studying, Cui An was actually taken aback at first.

He really didn't expect that people in border towns would let their children read books. This is almost impossible in the Central Plains, because only aristocratic families have books and have the opportunity to read and write.

But after thinking about it, since Ding'an City has already started selling "newspapers", it seems that there is nothing special about making more books.Regardless of the content, if the "Ding'an Daily" can be bound into a volume, it will be much more than what can be published in a roll of bamboo slips.

Speaking of newspapers, when they first flowed into Nanjun, it really caused a turmoil.

Although the war in the Central Plains is tight, and the descendants of the Lu family have also joined the coalition forces of the aristocratic families against the tyranny, overall, the chaos in Dingfeng City is still some distance away from Nanjun. On the road, we can't see any impact of the war at all.

Until newspapers from border towns appear in town.

To tell the truth, Nanjun has always looked down upon border towns.After all, one is a place of prosperous culture in the world, where all the famous scholars have come out in a hundred years; the other is a place of bitter cold and remote, and is often attacked by Hu Qi, the difference between the two is like cloud and mud.

But recently, the changes in the border town have quickly overturned people's cognition.The flower soap that is popular in the Central Plains comes from the border towns, and the fine and soft Xihai cloth also comes from the border towns, not to mention that the frontier army attacked Hu Qi and won a complete victory, sank the Heyue fleet with shore artillery, and made salt across the sea at Bailukou. Listen It's like a drunk bragging.

But the sum of these things can't compare to the impact of newspapers on the residents of South County.

Nanjun has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the style of writing is flourishing. The Lu and Cui families who live in seclusion here pay more attention to poetry and painting, and they spell out excellent works, which even cultivate the taste of Nanjun people. .

So when the "Ding'an Daily" from the border town first appeared in the North-South store, many Qijiang people didn't pay much attention at all. After all, this thing was sold for odd jobs, and no one was looking for Jinxiu articles in the grocery store. Is it funny?

Although I don't like it, there is never a shortage of curious people in the world.The first batch of readers bought it for "paper". They found that these carriers that carried text were thin and soft, but the texture was still very tough, so they were very convenient to carry and read.

"What is this?"

A man from a small family tugged at the newspaper in his hand.

"Although the words are printed vulgarly, they are all vernacular, and there is no literary talent at all, but they are still neat and tidy."

The friend next to him laughed.

"This is something that came from the border town. It can be very literary, as long as there are no typos."

"Look at this cloth, I don't know what kind of weaving it is, it's too thin, you can't see the warp and weft, and the color looks poor."

"This thing," someone curled his lips in disgust, and only the poor can use it.

Hearing what he said, the man of the aristocratic family fell silent.

In fact, he can be regarded as "poor" as his friends said.Although he came from a small family, his family has been ruined since his grandfather's generation, and now he barely makes a living by selling paintings, writing poems, and being a teacher.

Although common people from poor families cannot study, because of the flourishing style of writing in the entire South County, many common people with well-to-do families or local wealthy households will try their best to invite some lords from poor families to teach their descendants.Speaking of this would break the family rules, but the shabby householders who couldn't afford to eat didn't care much, and everyone turned a blind eye.

It's just that teaching children and grandchildren requires books. Most of the books in his family have been read by the students. If this continues, if there are no books to read, this teaching job may have to be replaced.

But he had no money to buy new tablets.

After all, books are not in circulation in the industry. If you want to get a new copy, you must either copy the articles of friends or celebrities, or borrow excerpts from other people's homes, and both of them must rely on social circles.

For aristocratic families, books are resources and a symbol of status. If you want to enter other people's library, ordinary friendship is not enough.

When I was at a loss, the "Ding'an Daily" came to my door.Ten big bucks a piece, you will inevitably suffer a loss and you will not be fooled. The low price still attracts many people to buy.

Among them, some are from poor families like him, some are wealthy households who can barely read some characters, and some can't even write their own names, and they are bought purely for the purpose of accumulating family heirlooms for their descendants.

In this era, books are the most expensive things. If a family can hide a few boxes of letters, it will definitely be called a family heirloom, and the neighbors around will have to look at it highly.

It's just that the bamboo slips are easy to find, and the articles are rare.Printed cloth, regardless of what is written on it, 10 big coins is nothing more than a piece of meat, saving appetite can also leave a glimmer of hope for future generations.

Everyone thinks this way, "Ding'an Daily" buys quickly, and some people inquire when the shopkeeper will have new products.

The shopkeeper scratched his head, he didn't expect this thing called a newspaper to sell so well, and secretly regretted that the price was set low.

He himself was illiterate, so he bought some paper because of its freshness.This thing costs a lot of money in border towns, and the paper is light and easy to carry. As long as you pay attention to waterproofing on the road, you can get back thousands of sheets with a cart.

"The number of these treasures is limited, and I got so many because of my relationship. If Mr. Lang likes it, next time I will clear up with that old relationship and make more money."

"Yes, buy more, you must buy!"

Those who didn't grab it, pulled the shopkeeper's sleeve and repeatedly told them.

"You must let me know when it arrives. Our family lives in Dongshui Alley, and the Wang family on the left is my surname. If you have any news, please ask the buddy to go to Dongshui Alley and shout. Money is not a problem!"

Standing behind him is the professor from a small family. He has finished reading the newspaper he bought the day before yesterday, and wants to try his luck again today to see if the boss has any new ones.

Needless to say, although the words written in this newspaper are plain, they are surprisingly interesting.The small paper is divided into several pages. In addition to the Ding'an News on the front page, there are also a lot of popular science knowledge and the scenery of the border city on the back. After reading it, people are amazed.

Especially the "Biography of Dongshan Heroes" published in the last edition, it is so addictive to read, I can't sleep because of the itch in my heart!

That silly boy got the favor of a reclusive great sage in the mountains, and learned the skills, but was framed by the narrow-minded senior brother jealously, and was kicked out of the school. The senior brother even joined forces with the wicked to guard the mountain pass...

Then what?Then what happened? !Did he escape death?

Why stop here and it's gone! ?

For two consecutive days, Mr. Lang couldn't sleep well. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the scene of being ambushed at the mountain pass. He repeatedly deliberated whether the poor boy could escape, and the more he thought about it, the more energetic he became. Where to start.

He came to the store today, one is to add another newspaper collection, and the other is to see if the boss has any new products.If there is no new one, it’s good to have the previous issues. There are a lot of previous stories in that article. It’s really worrying if you don’t see it!

With the spread of the first batch of readers, the story of "The Legend of Dongshan Heroes" quickly spread in Qijiang City.

"The Legend of Dongshan Heroes" was originally intended to use a lot of spoken language when it was written, and the text is easy to understand, which is much simpler and clearer than the written language currently circulating in Yechao.In addition, the content is tortuous and interesting, and many literate teenagers can speak it eloquently. They don't need the teacher to explain the meaning, and soon it swept through Nanjun like wildfire.

Nowadays, not only the people in the city like it, but some nobles from aristocratic families are cursing it vulgarly, and they have read it secretly for countless times, let alone chasing after it.

It’s just that everyone has never seen such a mode of writing a story in sections. It’s so easy to look forward to a new chapter every time, but in the end, I read the full text in less than a quarter of an hour, and at the end I bit the hidden hook buried by the author, which attracted my heart. Scratching my liver, fidgeting, wishing I could arrest people and lock them into the woodshed, and not give them food until they finished writing.

Damn!Can't I finish writing it all at once!What's the point of squeezing one by one!

Hey, it will take a few more days to wait, so I can only take out the few issues I have accumulated before and review them again...

It's not just one person who thinks this way. By the time "The Legend of Dongshan Heroes" is published, the orders sent to "Ding'an Daily" have accumulated to a terrifying number!

Now that Mo Zong is on the bright side, there is no need to hide it under the banner of "Xihai people". The "Ningcun Workshop" shop on Zhuque Avenue still exists, but everyone in Ding'an City knows that the shop was opened by Mo Zong , the new gadgets inside are all from Mo Zong and Jiuling City.

The export work of "Ding'an Daily" was also handed over to Aunt Mei.The fat aunt from the Hu family sat firmly on the Diaoyutai, dancing her long sleeves, and soon opened up a market for "Ding'an Daily".

This is also what Ning Sawzi meant.

He started this newspaper not only to popularize knowledge to the people in the border towns, but also to promote and entrain the idea of ​​private goods by the way.

The frontier army is good, Yongxi Guan is wonderful, and the living standards of the people in Ding'an City have greatly improved. There is oil, meat and clothes to wear. The newspapers also tell you how to eat pork and how to wear sweaters.Compared with the current life, who can not be moved?

In the current era of underdeveloped information, newspapers are the best publicity media, which can directly reach the audience, seize the commanding heights of public opinion, and promote one's own ideas by the way, which is much more efficient than opening a school palace on some mountain.

It's just that he didn't expect that a water pool suddenly appeared in a desert. This is definitely an epoch-making explosive existence, and it will inevitably be looted by hungry and thirsty people.

A few young frontier soldiers stood in the printing office, their eyes staring, counting the number of prints one by one with their fingers, the more they counted, the more they felt cold.

This... the amount in Ding'an City alone is enough for them to work for a few days, and the amount in the border city will not be completed until the end of the month. This moonlight is that "The Legend of Dongshan Heroes" will be fully loaded!

Now, Mrs. Mei has sent another export order.

Although the profits from export sales are frighteningly high, the printing volume has to be doubled tenfold...

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