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The people around were also stunned. When it comes to buns, they are indeed the same thing, but the buns sold in Wuyi Lane are really different from those sold by Prince Edward.

The person who was asked thought about it and replied.

"The steamed buns in Wuyi Lane are soft and delicious, and they look better." This is the difference in the product itself.

"The buns in Wuyi Lane all have paper boxes." This is the product packaging.

"The box of the buns sold in Wuyi Lane is printed with the words "produced in Wuyi Lane"." This is the brand of the product.

Mo Shaoheng didn't bother with the manager, because arguing with a manager would never hit the prince in the face.

He said, "Since it's the food in your shop that makes people eat something wrong, it's reasonable to pay these people some medical expenses."

Everyone is also nodding.

It's not extortion, just a little money for medical treatment that should have been done.

The housekeeper understood a little bit, how could it be as simple as money for medical treatment.

The patient on the ground: "..."

In ancient times, it was very expensive to see a doctor. The cost of gold and medicinal materials was added together, and ordinary people were unwilling to spend this money. Even if they got sick, unless they were about to die, they would rely on procrastination and rely on their physical fitness to recover on their own.

But now, if someone pays for their medical bills, that's different. The disease can also be treated.

Mo Shaoheng said, "That's it, I'll take you to ask for medical money."

These people should not have the guts to go to the Prince's Mansion to ask for money, so Mo Shaoheng had to take the lead.

The manager's face changed, and he opened his mouth. No matter what, he couldn't stop Mo Shaoheng as a manager, so he simply ran to the Prince's Mansion to report the situation.

The patient on the ground still hesitated, so Mo Shaoheng sent someone to help him go to the Prince's Mansion.

Others did not dare to offend Zhao Lan, Mo Shaoheng dared, and they all blatantly robbed him of his business, and he was not allowed to beep a few words. Of course, there are differences between monarchs and ministers, and he also knows where to measure, otherwise what is reasonable becomes unreasonable.

A mighty crowd went to the Prince's Mansion, most of them were watching the excitement.

Before arriving at the Prince's Mansion, the Prince's Mansion was already in full battle.

Mo Shaoheng stepped forward and said in a good voice, "Please inform the prince, and say that Mo Shaoheng, the heir of Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, is asking to see you."

"These people are poor and have no money to see a doctor, but for the prince, it is just a trivial matter."

Reasonable and well-founded, Mo Shaoheng at this moment has the posture of Linjiang Xian again.

The Linjiang Immortal who was the first in Beiliang.

The guards guarding in front of the Prince's Mansion looked at each other in blank dismay.

They got the news that Mo Shaoheng brought someone to make trouble.

But now, others respectfully beg to see him, and they have nothing to do.

Someone went in and reported.

Mo Shaoheng waited outside with his people.

It took a little longer to wait.

There was a lot of discussion.

The prince will definitely not pay for the medical expenses. Once he is responsible, it is equivalent to admitting that there is a problem with his shop, and it will affect the whole body.

Mo Shaoheng also frowned, but he didn't come out!

If you don't show your face, it is impossible to report to the official, let alone now, even in modern times, you can go to the local department to report the local high-ranking official, and see if anyone dares to accept it, let alone a dignified prince.

Mo Shaoheng looked at the patient who was groaning because of his illness.

You can't just delay the treatment for the sake of slapping the prince.

Food poisoning can kill people if it drags on for a long time.

At this time, the elixir that Mo Shaoheng asked to get was also brought.

The corner of his mouth raised, but if he didn't come out, he also had a way.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Hey, since this is the case, I will pay the money for the doctor in advance for the prince. It is not a big deal if the disease prolongs. Nothing is more important than the body and life."

Everyone was stunned.

The matter caused by the prince is kept behind closed doors, but Mo Shaoheng is allowed to solve it?

How could it feel that Mo Shaoheng was wronged, but it was almost implicated in Mo Shaoheng's business, it was obviously a sudden disaster.

Mo Shaoheng used the method of comparison, as the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Mo Shaoheng said, "I have here a elixir specially used to treat food poisoning."

Mo Shaoheng held a cardboard box in his hand, opened the box, and inside were six round pills wrapped in paper, each about the size of a small lychee.

Mo Shaoheng said, "This is Qingdu Pill. There are six pills in a box. Take one pill at a time, three times a day. This way, one box will be able to regulate your body well."

Someone has already distributed medicine to patients one by one.

Holding the medicine box in his hand, he took a look. Although it was a bit weird, he used to grab medicine and boil it, but it was well packaged and looked beautiful, with the words "Wuyixiang Qingdu Pill" clearly printed on it.

It looks... like an elixir.

Mo Shaoheng said, "You don't need to be burdened, you don't need to pay for the medicine, you can treat this money as the crown prince paid for you, and I will ask the crown prince for it."

Everyone: "..."

Impossible, with the prince's current attitude, it is impossible for Mo Shaoheng to ask for the money back.

For a while, I didn't know what to say.

Mo Shaoheng continued, "I'm planning to open a pharmacy in Bird Clothes Lane. In addition to selling detoxification pills, they will also sell some pills for treating common diseases such as cold and cold."

"This pill is stored properly and can be stored for a year, so if you need it, you can buy some and keep it at home for emergencies. It also saves you the trouble of going back and forth to find a doctor. It is a family medicine."

"As for the price, it's much cheaper than looking for a doctor. It can be regarded as saving the doctor's visit and diagnosis fees."

"Of course, for intractable diseases, please seek medical treatment in time."

Played a wave of advertisements.

Mo Shaoheng said earnestly again, "In the future, when buying things, you must look for genuine products."

"Otherwise, if there is a problem with eating, no one will stand up and take responsibility for you."

Everyone thought, no.

He even refused to admit it when he came to the door.

The products are not good, there are even problems, and the service attitude is not good. Even if the price is cheap, it is enough to make people feel heartbroken.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Don't think that you are being greedy for petty gain. You don't know that you spent money to buy poison and feed it into your mouth."

Loud.

Shock the listener.

Look at these patients, don't they just spend money to buy poison to feed themselves, and spend money to find guilt.

The people in the Prince's Mansion were also physically shaken.

If Mo Shaoheng's words got out, wouldn't it...doesn't it mean that the prince's shop sells poison.

They still want this reputation.

This sentence seemed to be persuading the people earnestly. It is estimated that the people also felt that Mo Shaoheng was doing it for their own good, but it was too vicious for the Prince's Mansion.

Everyone is also discussing.

"Isn't it just looking for guilt?"

"You can't be greedy for small bargains."

At this time, Nanyi was already teaching the patient how to take the medicine.

It's very simple, just peel off the paper and stuff the pill into your mouth.

If there is plain water, it can also be swallowed with water.

As soon as the pill enters the mouth, a unique taste of traditional Chinese medicine fills the mouth.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but once they took the pill, they felt a lot more at ease, and felt that their bodies didn't feel so uncomfortable.

In fact, it is really a psychological effect, even the magic medicine does not take effect so quickly.

Nan Yi instructed, "Remember to go home and rest more, drink plenty of boiled water, and take medicine on time."

A farce, officially over.

But the turmoil it caused did not end there.

A kind of convenient pill that can be prepared at home began to spread. If you have a headache, cold and stomach ailment, you can take medicine yourself to treat it.

What is the family essential medicine.

I heard that the price is not expensive.

Of course, Mo Shaoheng's words, which were short of directly saying that the fake and inferior products sold in the prince's shop were poison, also spread.

Looking at the cheap goods in your hand, no matter how you look at it, it is not a taste.

Even when I went to buy something, I was afraid of being seen, and I was afraid of being told that if I was greedy for petty gains, I would even lose my life.

If you are poisoned, see if the crown prince will treat you.

Sometimes, it only takes one sentence to destroy a product.

At least, those who still go shopping in the Prince's shop now will have to face some strange eyes.

For those who have a head and face, they will never go again. Of course, some people will still buy it. No matter what the reason is, the number of people who buy it is much less.

And in Wuyi Lane, the people who ate authentic food felt a sense of pride.

This kind of psychological change came very wonderfully. Anyway, they were holding beautiful cardboard boxes, but they wanted to be more upright and their waists should be straighter.

They don't even need Mo Shaoheng, or Mo Shaoheng's little peddler to promote, they are helping to advertise.

"It's better to buy authentic products from Bird Clothes Lane. Don't worry about eating."

"No, the taste is much better than other people's."

Even more mean, the words are a little bit ugly, "If you can't afford genuine products, you can buy fake and inferior products, and you don't have to be afraid of shame. Anyway, I'm embarrassed."

Mo Shaoheng's operation was extremely effective.

Mo Shaoheng was also in a rare good mood.

After thinking about it, the sheep from their pasture began to come to Liangjing to sell. This kind of traditional meat is also very easy to sell.

Just buy a sheep to celebrate, "I'll make a lamb hot pot to eat."

Zhao Di: "..."

hot pot?

What kind of pot is that?

Mo Shaoheng got busy, mutton hot pot, first he had to have a copper stove for making mutton soup.

It will be several days before the copper furnace like a small rockery is built.

The bottom of the copper furnace is wide and the top is pointed, and it is divided into two layers. .

A stove was also made below for burning firewood, and a copper stove was erected above it.

On this day, outside Prince Yan's mansion.Zhao Jingcheng and other fifteen students came to the gate of the mansion dryly.

The guard of King Yan's Mansion: "..."

Their Prince Yan's Mansion has always been very deserted, but a group of young masters from various mansions suddenly came, which is quite... quite strange.

Zhao Jingcheng was in front, "Let's have dinner."

Fan Shen coughed from behind.

Only then did Zhao Jingcheng say, "I made a mistake, let's go to the teacher to review our homework."

Why did they talk so quickly? It's all Nan Yi's fault. These two days they kept talking about eating mutton hot pot, which made them think about it all the time.

Counting the days, it should be today, no, it's here eagerly.

guard:"……"

When Zhao Di came back, he thought he had entered the wrong house.

I saw that the mansion was as lively as a festival.

Nan Yi was leading a group of young princes from various prefectures, doing strange movements there, and still shouting "The times are calling".

The servants in the mansion know a little more, and I heard that it is a master's secret book, radio gymnastics.

Mo Shaoheng also had a headache on his forehead, which was completely misled by Nan Yi.

The news about eating hot pot this time was deliberately spread by Nan Yi.

He knew that Zhao Jingcheng and others would definitely come to his door, so he didn't care about the rumors that Yan Wang's mansion was deserted and forbidding and difficult to get along with.

Nan Yi's purpose is also very simple. Isn't he learning alchemy now? Every time the elixir he makes needs to be rubbed into pills, his hands are numb from rubbing it alone.

He has to bring some people to experience life.

The alchemy furnace had already been transported to Prince Yan's mansion, and today he burned a large furnace of alchemy mud, which was ready long ago.

Sure enough, as soon as the radio gymnastics was finished, someone was arranged to rub pills for him.

I haven't eaten the mutton hot pot yet.

"Nan Yi, is this the alchemy you practiced? You actually know how to make alchemy."

"What's the use of this pill?"

Nan Yi replied casually, "Relaxes tendons and activates collaterals. Taking one pill before practicing martial arts can prevent blood stasis from remaining in the meridians."

Hearing this, a group of students' eyes lit up, and they secretly licked the pills into their mouths.

Nan Yiyi covered his forehead, why was he always stealing the master's elixir just like when he was a child.

This medicine is not something you can take casually, "It's useless to take it now, it will be effective if you take it before strenuous exercise."

After finishing speaking, he was a little proud again, "Do you know why our young master has such a strong internal energy? He took this Shujinhuoluo Pill from the beginning."

A group of students, their eyes almost popped out.

Mo Shaoheng also set up a copper stove beside him.

There are walls on all sides of the mansion to block the wind and keep it from getting cold.

The wood burned in this stove has smoke, and it is indeed not suitable for indoors.

Pour the pre-boiled mutton bone soup into the copper stove. The white mutton soup looks like milk, and it is dotted with other soup ingredients.

The lamb cuts have also begun to serve.

Mutton and haggis, cut into slices, placed on the plate, one plate after another, looks very beautiful.

Zhao Di was stunned for a moment, he had never seen such a delicate meal.

Really, even the ingredients had to be specially... placed.

Pour the mutton and haggis into the soup and cook it.

White smoke rises, spreading the unique aroma of mutton soup everywhere.

Zhao Jingcheng and others surrounded him without blinking, and the corners of his mouth were hissing.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

Really a bunch of foodies.

After adjusting the dipping materials, the mutton in the pot is almost done. The mutton has been processed in advance and cooked quickly.

Mo Shaoheng said, "You can eat."

Pick up the mutton, dip it in some dipping sauce, and put it in your mouth. The unique taste of mutton is simply wonderful.

Especially in winter, such a pot of mutton hot pot is like a fairy, and it is very warm.

This way of eating is the first time everyone has seen it, and it tastes novel and delicious.

Each one has a small mouth, eating baji baji.

Zhao Di: "..."

It was the first time since the establishment of the mansion that there were so many delicious little mouths in his mansion.

However, it seems to feel pretty good.

Especially this kind of mutton hot pot, it is more fragrant to eat around it.

Zhao Jingcheng was still there, "Last time, I asked someone to bring a lot of bacon and salted fish to my father."

"My dad wrote back and said that he liked it so much, and asked me to make some for him to take."

"Hee hee, he doesn't even know, we have so many different ways to eat now."

Fan Shen also said, "A few days ago, my cousin in Jinling came to visit, and they couldn't get used to it. They said that our life in Liangjing has changed a lot."

"Speaking of which, unconsciously, it seems to have changed a lot."

"This mutton hot pot, the teacher must open a shop. I have to bring people in our house to eat it. It tastes really exciting. It will definitely become popular in Liangjing again."

Mo Shaoheng thought to himself, that's for sure, but to open a shop, each stove must have a chimney, otherwise the smoke in the room will not be able to escape, it depends on how the craftsman handles it.

He said, "By the way, one year has passed, and last year's ranch's income account book was also sent to your house, are you satisfied?"

Speaking of this, a group of people laughed.

In fact, last year's income was not much, because the initial expenses were quite a lot, and now the best sellers are only pigs, the sheep have only started to be sold, and the cattle have not yet been slaughtered.

But the account book looked very festive, and the number of unslaughtered pigs, cattle and sheep was clearly written on it, so that everyone could see the possibility of making money in it, and the adults in their house were saying that this deal was a good deal very.

Mo Shaoheng made people drink some mutton soup.

This soup is the essence.

Taking a sip of milky white mutton soup, it's like a burst of heat is generated in the body, which is extremely comfortable.

"It's so warm."

Zhao Jingcheng was still persuading Zhao Yuning to eat haggis, "Take a bite, really, it's very delicious."

Zhao Yuning's head was shaking like a rattle, he only ate mutton, since he was a child he dared not eat the internal organs, he looked scared.

Zhao Jingcheng: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it. You kid doesn't know what's good."

It's too lively.

Zhao Di had a good appetite, and he ate a lot, which was indeed comfortable.

Mo Shaoheng said, "Tomorrow, I will have someone send such a pot to the girls in Zhenbei Palace. I think they would also like to have a bite together."

Mo Shaoheng's current status is actually quite strange. He is married to Zhao Di, but he is also the sole heir of the Zhenbei Palace, so he has to take care of both sides.

Because he is also the groom's official, unlike a woman, after getting married, most of her husband's family is the most important thing.

Zhao Di hummed.

After eating the hot pot, I sweated a little in the winter, and felt extremely comfortable.

In the afternoon, Mo Shaoheng made a football out of pig bladders.

Zhao Jingcheng and other students have a total of 15 people, plus Nanyi, [-], which is not enough to fight against the two football teams, but there are also ways to play with such a number.

Playing football was called Cuju in ancient times. Of course, in Beiliang, there is no such way of playing. It is said that it was heard in Dongtang.However, the ball used in Cuju is quite different from the "ball" Mo Shaoheng made.

The football Mo Shaoheng made was so intense that it rolled on the ground.

It's just a football game, so a group of teenagers couldn't stop playing it.

The little robe was tied around his waist, and Mo Shaoheng was stunned to see it.

Chasing football with high spirits, freely flying with youthful vitality.

The laughter couldn't stop.

Especially when shooting, the ball hit the surrounding walls and was bounced back, causing a group of laughs.

"This football is also really fun."

"Haha."

Obviously it's just running after the ball, but that kind of fun is particularly contagious.

Suddenly, many servants came to watch these teenagers play football.

Zhao Di: "..."

A group of people from Prince Yan's Mansion: "..."

Who would say that there is not even a sound in the Yanwang mansion in the daytime, just like a ghost house.

I don't know who spread such news before, it was simply too vicious.

The sun was in the west, and when the sunset appeared, a group of students took the opportunity to wait for a while before leaving.

"Teacher, your mutton hot pot shop must be opened."

They are also embarrassed to come to eat every day, just waiting for the shop to open.

Nan Yi sighed, "I wanted to trick them into rubbing pills for me, but ended up playing all afternoon."

Mo Shaoheng smiled, it is indeed time to arrange some people for Nan Yi to help rub and pack the pills.

As night fell, I rested quite early today, in my bedroom.

Zhao Di: "Sword competition?"

Mo Shaoheng took a look, "Let... let the horse come over, the sword has no eyes, and it is still unknown who will win and who will lose."

The bed creaked into the night.

Mo Shaoheng was defeated.

Zhao Di, "How is my swordsmanship?"

Mo Shaoheng snorted, thinking that he didn't know that Zhao Di hid the cheat book under his pillow.

The moves are a bit sharper.

Mo Shaoheng said, "I'm not bad either."

Zhao Di looked at Mo Shaoheng's mouth, it was a bit fierce.

As a result, he scratched a finger print on the edge of the bed.

Mo Shaoheng said, "This bed is always noisy, don't book a bed at this house next time, or we can replace it?"

Zhao Di thought, he quite likes this voice.

As a result, in the second competition, the bed collapsed.

In the suffocating silence of the old nuns who came to change the bed, Zhao Di didn't say a word, pretending nothing happened.

Mo Shaoheng: "..."

If you don't believe me when you tell me to change the bed, he's so embarrassed.

Fortunately, these old nuns didn't say a word, otherwise, with his thick skin, he would be too embarrassed to go out.

On the second day, Mo Shaoheng continued to study his rice paper.

At Prince Zhao Lan's place, I heard that the business was going from bad to worse, but they invested a lot of capital in it at the beginning, and the delivery man alone recruited [-] people.

In fact, the daily expenses are quite a lot.

The only thing that still had some business was that he copied Mo Shaoheng's Battle of the Three Streets and attracted some people to it.

In that competition, the site was owned by Zhao Lan, and the person who hosted the competition was also Zhao Lan's people. These were all free, so they had to spend a little bit, meaning, as for whether they could eat or not, only they knew in their hearts.

Mo Shaoheng smiled, it was almost the last straw that broke the camel's back.

When his rice paper is researched, let Zhao Lan know the consequences of stealing his business.

Days pass by.

Mo Shaoheng's Bird Clothes Lane has another "Mutton Soup" banner.

Standing on the street and looking over, the row of flags and flags is quite special.

To be honest, Bird Clothes Lane is beginning to feel a little bit like a modern ancient town.

The business of mutton hot pot is quite good, the price of mutton is high, and the people who go in to consume it are all nobles, but it is indeed delicious.

Nobles have aristocratic circles, word of mouth, the children of noble families will call their friends to try it.

Moreover, the reputation of Mo Shaoheng Bird Clothes Lane has also begun to have some immediate results. When a new shop appears, many people come to hear the news.

On the street, there is also a pharmacy with a "medicine" flag, which is quite different from other pharmacies.

There are no unknown herbs in it, but boxes of pills, placed on shelves one by one.

Which diseases each pill treats is clearly written, even if you don't know how to read, it doesn't matter. The shopkeeper and the boy in the pharmacy know the effects of these pills very well.

Either tell the shopkeeper or the guy and they'll know what pills to give you.

Or, according to your own situation, go to the shelf to choose medicine.

Very... Strange, unprecedented experience, just like seeing a doctor by yourself.

It's amazing.

In fact, there is really no need to find a doctor for minor colds.

Of course, if none of these pills can cure you, the shopkeeper and the boy will kindly tell you which doctor is good in the medical clinic in Liangjing.

The effect of these pills also began to spread.

First of all, those previous patients with food poisoning really recovered quickly.

What's more, some minor colds, symptoms of wind-cold and fever used to take a long time to heal, but now, after taking a few pills, they will be healed soon.

Of course, it was because seeing a doctor was too expensive, and the price of these pills was within their acceptable range.

It is difficult to see a doctor, and it is difficult to seek medical treatment. The pharmacy in Wuyi Lane has given them another choice.

On this day, the Battle of the Three Streets in Niaoyi Lane was still hot. For some reason, they always felt that it was a comfortable and lively fight in Niaoyi Lane. When they were tired, they could enjoy delicious food with their teammates at the side with peace of mind.

He didn't have any worries, he didn't need to please anyone, he just wanted to compete, unlike the prince, if he won against someone from the prince's lineage, he would have to be pissed off.

But today seems to be a little different.

After the day's competition ended, the people from Zhenbei Palace who presided over the competition actually handed them a piece of paper called "Three Street Battle Report".

A small rolled-up paper bucket, tied at a joint with a thin thread.

It looked amazing.

Take a look at the thin line.

On the battle report, there is a summary of today's most exciting competition.

They are already very familiar with this kind of summary, a strange list, who killed how many people, how many times they died, how many times they assisted, and who is the team's MVP information.

However, it used to be written on a board on the street, and there were too many people watching it, and it was often impossible to squeeze in.

Now it is actually directly written on this "Three Street Battle Report", one copy for each participating team that played that day.

You don't have to squeeze the kanban, which is convenient.

Not only that, the following is the analysis of this battle.

This first edition was written by Mo Shaoheng himself.

The writing is extremely wonderful, and it is eye-catching to watch.

For example, where is the highlight moment, and how is so-and-so performed.

What went wrong, who made mistakes.

Looking at the familiar names on the battle report, they were all taken aback.

This……

As long as it is on the battle report, isn't it a chance to become famous?

It feels completely different to be spoken out of the mouth and to be read on paper.

Unexpectedly... There is a feeling of being famous in history, although it is not that exaggerated, but in the past, who would be written on paper for people to pass on, it must be the sages.

but now……

Gulu, even couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

If anyone is on the "Three Street Battle Report", they must keep the current battle report for a lifetime.

Moreover, the person who sent the battle report to them just now said that this is today's third street battle report.

In other words, it is very likely that such battle reports will be issued every day in the future?

Now it's not about thinking about how much Mo Shaoheng will spend to do these things, but the excitement in his heart is beyond words.

In addition to the analysis of the most exciting game of the day, there are also some battlefield anecdotes and peripherals below.

For example, in the first battle report, there is a ranking list.

He also has a big addiction to vegetables, ranking first: Zhao Jingcheng, the young son of Zhenxi Prince's Mansion.

The reason why the other party is on the list is also explained below.

Of course, there are various other rankings, and their names and reasons for being on the list are written.

In fact, it is also spreading the name for others.

When Zhao Jingcheng saw the battle report, the stewed pig in his hand fell to the ground.

"And...and a big food addiction? Ranked first in the year."

"This this this..."

So... shameful.

Covering his face with his sleeves, he shrunk his neck and ran away, but... why is there still a little bit of flattery in his heart.

At least... at least it was reported, and it was ranked first.

No... I have no skills, and I can't be ranked first, right?

Ashamed and secretly happy, the battle report in his hand was tightly covered, and he wanted to put it in his treasure house for collection.

Beyond that, there are character visits.

For example, in the first issue, the interviewee was... Zhao Yanqiu.

"As my Prince of Beiliang, why are you so keen on the Battle of the Three Streets?"

"Zhao Yanqiu: I think the Battle of the Three Streets is not just a game, it is a competition, which inspires the heart of Xiang Wu, a man in Beiliang. It is a small military exercise, and it cultivates the pillars of the battlefield for me in Beiliang..."

It's a long story, but the answers are well-regulated. Some people who read it agree with it very much, but there are also some who disagree with some of the answers.

But in any case, this is the first interview with a character in Beiliang.

Novelty to the extreme.

In particular, the common people who have never heard the prince talk about the incident, and it is impossible for them to think about it for the first time, "It turns out that our Fifth Highness is such a person. "

"Who said His Highness Fifth never cared about my political affairs in Beiliang, and only knew how to play."

It was like communicating with the royal family for the first time.

That kind of feeling is unimaginable, maybe even Mo Shaoheng can't feel it, because in the hearts of the common people, the royal family is too far away, and the thoughts of the royal family are not something they can understand.

There is a feeling of being flattered. Just for this, they can brag with others for a lifetime. .

Zhao Yanqiu was stunned for a while while holding the battle report. Mo Shaoheng asked some inexplicable questions next to him in the morning, and he just answered a few words casually.

Why...why did you just write the battle report?

And...and showed it to so many people.

Even Zhao Yanqiu, who was so thick-skinned that he had no bottom line, turned red.

However, the battle report is... pretty good.

A well-bred prince of the royal family came rushing towards him, a great young man from Beiliang.

In the eyes of others, his body straightened a little.

He had to straighten up, because he heard a small peddler holding up a battle report and shouting loudly.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, report on the Battle of the Three Streets, His Highness the Fifth Highness personally commented on the Battle of the Three Streets..."

Shouting from the street to the end of the street, the feet jumped up and down, so happy.

Zhao Yanqiu felt a sense of death.

So... not only for the teams participating in the Battle of the Three Streets today, but also... for the people of Liangjing.

God, he just said a few words casually, and the whole Liangjing would know.

What is on-site execution, I guess it is.

"This Mo Shaoheng, you should remind me."

He is also good at organizing language.

Sure enough, more and more eyes were cast on Zhao Yanqiu.

Zhao Yanqiu, who has such a thick skin, couldn't hold back in the end, covered his face with his sleeve, and ran away.

It's just the battle report that was covered in his hand, and he didn't let it go.

The content of the Three Street Battle Report is actually just that, not much.

But for the people of Liangjing, it was something new and exciting.

In particular, more and more battle reports were sold by the small shopkeeper, and more and more people discussed it.

Although everyone discussed it before, the topics of discussion were very scattered, but now they are all discussing the content of the battle report, and the feeling is completely different.

It was too intense, and each had their own thoughts and opinions, and they all discussed with the people around them.

Of course, the battle report can be sold so quickly because a battle report is too cheap.

They couldn't believe it, it was far from enough for a piece of paper, what was Mo Shaoheng doing?They just saw that those small shopkeepers sold a lot, which is not a loss.

In fact, not only did Mo Shaoheng not lose money, he also made money.

He just wanted to see if Zhao Lan dared to even imitate his three-street battle report, so that he would be worthy of death.

There was a lot of discussion.

A battle report made everyone excited, and the discussion was joyful.

At this time, Mo Shaoheng was teaching a group of students, and there were a few Zhenbei Wangfu who were very familiar with the Battle of the Three Streets, and those who could read and write wrote the battle report.It is impossible for him to write every issue of this battle report.

Therefore, he had to train some war reporters for the Battle of the Three Streets.

Originally, it was only taught to people from Zhenbei Palace, but a group of students also came to join in the fun.

"For a battle report, the comments must be accurate, the ranking must be convincing, and the person interviewed must have sufficient influence."

"It would be better if there were some more controversial topics."

The lecture continues.

"Follow my request and try to write first. Whoever writes wonderfully will adopt the copywriting."

"If you perform well, you will be officially promoted to a war correspondent for the Battle of Three Streets."

Mo Shaoheng may still be required to write the previous issues, but if these people have wonderful parts, they can also directly use them.

Mo Shaoheng will also write the author's name on it.

Zhao Jingcheng kept his head down throughout the whole process, he is so famous now, this battle report... this battle report is too interesting.

He wants to be a war correspondent.

But... his grades are not very good, how can he stand out from so many people.

Just now, Mo Shaoheng divided the battle report into several sections, and it is enough for each person to be responsible for one of the sections.

In terms of battlefield analysis, although he said he knew the rules very well, the only thing he was most familiar with was his experience as a soldier, which was definitely not enough.

Those rankings need to be good at observing and summarizing. He belongs to the kind of spectator, and he is good at eating melons, but letting him do it may be a little bit worse.

Zhao Jingcheng blinked, and there was only character interview left.

Interview someone who is influential enough, and even better if the topic is somewhat controversial.

Zhao Jingcheng's eyes rolled around.

He doesn't have any strong points, but as the young son of Zhenxi Palace, he still knows some influential people.

But to say the most influential.

Zhao Jingcheng swallowed his saliva, looked left and right, everyone was just like the anti-thief, they were all competitors, guarding their own thoughts.

Zhao Jingcheng pretended to be authentic, "How to do this, I haven't figured out how to do it yet, how about you?"

No one answered him, they were all gearing up.

When everyone went out, Zhao Jingcheng ran away, the little fat legs were twitching, he couldn't tell it was a little fat man.

Mo Shaoheng was stunned for a moment, was he a little too excited, judging by his appearance, he already had a plan?

Mo Shaoheng didn't care, anyway, let them play freely.

Zhao Jingcheng was sweating profusely when he returned to Zhenxi Palace.

Princess Yi was startled, what happened?

I saw Zhao Jingcheng yelling, "Mom, I want to interview the saint, I want to interview the saint."

Princess Yi: "..."

What is this kid babbling about, Miansheng?

You are a child, you think you are visiting relatives, although King Zhenxi is indeed the brother of the saint, but the saint is not an ordinary relative, he just visits when he says to visit.

Zhao Jingcheng, "I can't be a war correspondent if I don't see a saint."

"Didn't our family have a face token token?"

His father didn't need a token to see a saint, so this token is like a fake, but now... it can be used on him.

On the second day, Mo Shaoheng was still wondering why he didn't see Zhao Jingcheng who loved to join in the fun.

But after thinking about it, maybe Zhao Jingcheng was very good today, maybe he didn't skip class.

Forget it.

He is researching something.

Now that his rice paper has been produced, the quality of the paper is similar to the ordinary paper used in Beiliang, but the cost is not the same.

The paper slowly came out.

But another problem arose.

For example, his Three Street Battle Report is now all copied by people.

The battle report is free, but it is too expensive and energy-intensive to ask someone to copy it.

That is,