The entertainment tycoon of the Republic of China

At five o'clock in the morning, Hankou Wharf, as an important transportation hub for the thoroughfare of nine provinces, is already crowded with people.

The men with coarse sweat towels around their waists chanted and unloaded boxes of goods from passing merchant ships and moved them to designated places.The sky was not yet bright, and in the faint morning light, beads of sweat kept falling from their faces.

He Tianfu yelled, the muscles on his arms swelled into small bags, and he explosively carried the half-person-high box on his shoulders, and strode towards the shelf truck not far away.

"Tianfu be careful, put it lightly." The workers waiting on the side came up to help. This is the last box of goods on this ship. They can take a short rest before the arrival of the next ship.

"Don't worry, I still have some strength." He Tianfu put the box on the floor and cleaned his hands up and down.

Hankou Wharf is currently the wharf with the largest cargo flow in the Yangtze River Basin. There are countless merchant ships coming and going no matter day or night. The most important thing is the shift from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, so I have time to go to the door of the teahouse to listen to books every afternoon.

This is also the benevolence and righteousness of their boss, the Wen family, who treat their workers seriously. No wonder they can become the famous ship king in Hankou.He Tianfu has always felt that Wen Jiulou is the contemporary Mr. Guan, who has the ability to show loyalty, and more importantly, he is not afraid of those foreigners at all. If he dares to make trouble, he will be arrested and thrown out, so that they will have the confidence to do their jobs.

"Tianfu, tell us the story about the foreigner you told last night."

A group of brothers who lived together got together to rest, and one person suggested.

He Tianfu likes to listen to books, everyone knows that every day when he is free, he also likes to listen to him talk about what he listened to today, which is right for entertainment.

After He Tianfu came back last night, he mysteriously said that he had heard a good story about the dock workers. The workers had no other entertainment every day. Hearing this, he was very curious, so he simply called friends to listen to him.

He Tianfu didn't hide his secrets, and told Aisha's story again after seeing this.Compared with Mr. Shun, his level of storytelling is of course heaven and earth, and he missed many plots, but the workers couldn't bear it because they had never heard such a story, and they were fascinated by it for a while. After returning home, they thought about it all night , Woke up this morning and talked to other people who have never heard of it.

One pass three, three pass ten, and after a while, everyone at the dock heard the story of the old boatman and the little Western girl.

"Tianfu, do you think Aisha won't be crushed to death by Yan Laowu?"

"I can't blame him if it's really smashed to death. If someone kills my mother-in-law... well, foreigners are not good people anyway."

"But I still can't bear little Aisha. My little sister is as old as her. It turns out that foreign children are no different from our own children."

"I said, are you stupid? This story is about Aisha. If Mr. Shun wants to continue talking about Aisha, he will not die. I want to hear how he will do it next."

"Compared to Mr. Shun, I want to know who the Mr. Discovery is. How did he make up a story about a foreign girl and our boatman?"

"Why don't we go to listen to it with Tim Fu after work today."

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Xie Yan, who was far away on Furong Street, didn't know what happened on the pier, nor did he know that a group of workers were discussing to come to the teahouse to listen to books in the afternoon. He slept until after seven in the morning, and when he woke up, Li Quan was no longer by his side.

so late?Xie Yan shivered all over, hurriedly got up to wash up and went to the back hall, where shopkeeper Liu was smiling and flicking his abacus.

"Shopkeeper, I accidentally went to bed late." Xie Yan apologized.

"It's okay, I told Li Quan not to call you." Shopkeeper Liu smiled, "Xiao Xie, Mr. Shun told me last night that you will be in charge of storytelling and making up stories for him in the future, and the salary will remain the same. And I will share my wages with you five yuan a month."

Mr. Shun took over Wang Luozi's work, and the monthly salary was 30 yuan. If Xie Yan was given five yuan, Xie Yan could get nine yuan. room.

"Thank you shopkeeper." Xie Yan quickly thanked him, he knew that if shopkeeper Liu didn't allow him, even if Mr. Shun wanted to, he wouldn't be able to avoid the handyman.

But for Shopkeeper Liu, this matter is a worthless business.There is no shortage of working buddies in the teahouse, thank you Yan is not too much, and Xie Yan is not enough, let Xie Yan concentrate on making up stories for Mr. Shun. Why not do it?

Xie Yan saw shopkeeper Liu standing behind the counter with a few newspapers by his hand, she was a little curious and took a second look.

"It's the "Xin Han Bao" and "Society Daily" just delivered by the newsboy." Shopkeeper Liu sensed his gaze, "I don't really read these, they are all ordered for the guests of the restaurant, if Xiao Xie understands them first Take it and see."

"Thank you, shopkeeper." Xie Yan walked over upon hearing this. He hadn't had much contact with the media of this era after time travel, so he would not let go of the opportunity at this time.

During the period of the Republic of China, newspapers were almost the only public information platform at that time. They undertook many functions, including serious factual comments, weird gossip, obituary statements, and novels.

Xie Yan remembered that she had read some newspaper materials of this period, and they would even publish gossip about a famous opera star not liking mutton, which can be called the originator of gossip tabloids.

The two newspapers on the counter were stacked neatly, obviously they hadn't been opened yet, Xie Yan picked them up and glanced at them. All the newspapers of this period were vertically typed. Fortunately, Xie Yan had the habit of the original owner. It doesn't take much effort to get up.

Of the two newspapers, "Xinhan Daily" is more formal, and it publishes editorial analyzes of many famous writers, as well as some job recruitment information; Some theater advertisements and gossip.

"These are the two best-selling newspapers in Hankou. When I am free, I read the novels of the Social News, but I don't quite understand the stuff in the Xinhan Daily." Seeing him pick up the Xinhan Daily, shopkeeper Liu said casually. .

Xie Yan didn't answer, because he saw a column of eye-catching black characters on the Xinhan Daily, the content was astonishing - "Wan Guo Racecourse Becomes a "New" Concession!"No one can touch China's greatness? ".

Xie Yan frowned and looked down. This article was signed "Li Qing", which should be a pseudonym.

In the short article, Liqing first explained the current situation of the racecourse, analyzed the blow to Hankou's economy caused by foreigners using this place, and the possible serious consequences, and then proposed some countermeasures, calling on all Hankou people United to resist.

The whole article is well-organized, the arguments are clear, and it has a strong provocative and appealing force, and the blood of those who read it is immediately excited.

This Mr. Li Qing is very suitable for that kind of brainwashing ideological propaganda work, Xie Yan silently commented, remembering this name in his mind, he had a premonition that with Li Qing's insights and writing style, he would never be unknown in the future generation.

"Shopkeeper Liu, do you know where the racecourse is?" He decided to collect more information to confirm.

"The racetrack? That's the most famous gold-selling cave in Hankou. It's invested by a bunch of foreigners. They can do whatever they want, and they can't be messed with." Manager Liu frowned, "It's not a good place anyway. But don't go."

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