Literary Heroes of the Republic of China

"How can a person like me learn to read?" Feng Xiaoya refused without thinking.

"It's just recognizing characters. Who can learn and who can't?" Zhu Wanwan flipped through the book, and found a "one" in the book: "Look, this word is one, one, two, three, four, simple. Bar?"

Of course it is simple, Feng Xiaoya nodded.

"One is one horizontal line like this, the second is two horizontal lines, and the third is three horizontal lines..." Zhu Wanwan taught Feng Xiaoya three words.

"Four is four horizontal?" Feng Xiaoya asked curiously. Although she couldn't read, she could count. After all, in the countryside, they could also count how many chickens and ducks they had.

"No, it's a little harder to write four." Zhu Wanwan found a wooden stick, wrote "four" on the mud floor, and gestured to her several times: "You don't have to learn too hard now, just learn the basics first." Just count, and once you learn these numbers, you can keep accounts.”

Zhu Wanwan still feels inferior when facing the teachers at school, but she doesn't feel that way when she is with Feng Xiaoya.

It's just that seeing Feng Xiaoya looking at her, she always thinks about her past.

She used to be...actually no different from Feng Xiaoya.

The four words Zhu Wanwan taught were very simple.

Feng Xiaoya hugged her son. She looked at her son's chubby little face, which was completely different from those in the village because of his meticulous care, and then looked at the writing on the ground.

"In the future, when your child grows up, he will be very proud to see you can read," Zhu Wanwan said.

"What does pride mean?" Feng Xiaoya asked.

Zhu Wanwan explained to her.

The two were learning characters when they saw a man in a long gown looking at the school gate and waving at them.

The lame old man in the reception room went to the latrine, Feng Xiaoya asked: "Who are you, what's the matter?"

"I'm Sheng Chaohui's friend, I'm here to find him," the man said.

"Teacher Sheng is inside." Feng Xiaoya opened the door for the man, pointed in the direction, and then saw the man running quickly in the direction she pointed.

"People in long gowns actually run like this..." Feng Xiaoya exclaimed.

These days, basically only scholars wear long gowns, and that man runs so fast that he doesn't look like a scholar anymore.

In the office, Mu Qiong is writing "Wandering".

He planned to write the story "The Wandering Notes" longer, because through this story, he could write about the current social environment in Shanghai and the lives of the people at the bottom.

In this way, people who want to study the history of the Republic of China a hundred years later may start with his novels.

It is that he knows too little about the lives of street children, so writing is a bit of a bottleneck.

Mu Qiong felt that he had to find an opportunity to get to know these children.

Thinking of this, Mu Qiong thought of one of his readers named Li Zhenyao.

All along, many readers have written to him, and Li Zhenyao is one of them.

He received so many letters that he didn't have time to read them one by one. At first, he didn't pay much attention to Li Zhenyao's letters. Until recently, Li Zhenyao told him in the letter that she had taken in many street children and asked him what he would do next. Just noticed this little girl.

With Li Zhenyao's financial resources and ability, it is no problem to take care of a dozen or twenty orphans, but there are too many children, and she doesn't know what to do, but these days, there are many homeless children.

Moreover, the orphans in reality are not as well-behaved as the Doudou he wrote. In fact, after living a difficult and difficult life, most of these children are not very lovable.

Mu Qiong saw Li Zhenyao's letter last night, and put Li Zhenyao's letter in his bag at that time. Now, he plans to write a reply letter to Li Zhenyao.

He is going to see those children, and if possible, do what he can.

Thinking of this, Mu Qiong temporarily put down "The Wandering Story", which he didn't know how to write, and took out the manuscript paper and began to write a letter to Li Zhenyao.

What Tianxing wrote was grand cursive, but Lou Yuyu wrote a bit sharp, regular script drawn with iron and silver hooks, each and every word was correct.

The letter Mu Qiong wrote was not long. After finishing writing, he put the letter in an envelope and put a stamp on it.

And as soon as this was done, Mu Qiong saw someone rush into their office.

"Sheng Chaohui! You still have the heart to teach here!" the man said as soon as he came in.

"I'm also worried about the sales of the monthly educational magazine, but no matter how worried, I still have to teach." Sheng Chaohui said, "What's wrong? The monthly educational magazine doesn't sell well?"

"What's not selling well! Your educational monthly magazine is almost sold out!" The man said, "Why did you only print [-] copies? It's fine to print [-] copies, and one thousand of them have already been ordered. Of the [-] copies, [-] copies were sent to Hangzhou, and [-] copies were sent to Suzhou. In Shanghai, less than [-] copies were sold... How can this be enough? Don’t you know that there are more and more people in Shanghai now? The price is getting more and more expensive!"

Sheng Chaohui was a little dazed: "Sold out?"

Although Sheng Chaohui felt that the quality of the educational monthly magazine he made this time was very good, it was a bit unexpected for him to sell out in one day.

"Yes, it's sold out!" The man said: "You don't even think about it, who is Lou Yuyu? In Shanghai, at least 2 people are his readers, and he is the editor-in-chief of the magazine. Can it not sell well? You The boy is really lucky to find such a big man to help you."

Sheng Chaohui still couldn't believe it.

The man said again: "Hurry up and reprint it. I think [-] copies will be printed. This magazine can be sold even if it is out of date. I will find a way to sell it to Beijing for you."

Sheng Chaohui took a deep breath, and suddenly looked at Mu Qiong: "I'm not dreaming, am I?"

Mu Qiong shook his head: "No."

He was not surprised that the educational monthly magazine sold so well. If he was a parent, he would definitely be willing to buy such a publication for his children to read.

The person who was yelling at Sheng Chaohui only then noticed Mu Qiong's existence.

He was full of beards, and he looked quite rough. Now he smiled boldly: "Little friend, are you a student here? Why didn't you go to class?"

"..." Sheng Chaohui: "Old Cai, he is Lou Yuyu."

Sheng Chaohui introduced Mu Qiong to that old Cai, and then introduced Lao Cai to Mu Qiong: "Mu Qiong, this is Cai Songshan, who is in the newspaper business."

Big newspapers like the declaration have their own distribution channels, but many small newspapers do not. Generally speaking, they hand over newspapers or publications to newspaper vendors for sale.

If the newspaper vendor didn't sell it, he would return it, and if it did, he would take a cut of it.

Sheng Chaohui had run a newspaper before and was born and bred in Shanghai. He was familiar with the newspaper vendor in front of him. This time, he also entrusted him to sell the monthly educational magazine.

"Mr. Cai, hello." Mu Qiong said with a smile.

"You are Lou Yuyu?" Cai Songshan was shocked.

In recent years, because older people are less able to adapt to the huge changes, many young people can be seen in the mall.

But even so, Mu Qiong also looks too young.

Before meeting Mu Qiong, he always thought that Lou Yuyu was a young man of 27 or [-] years old.

"Yes." Mu Qiong agreed.

The three of them chatted briefly, and Cai Songshan talked about the sales of the Educational Monthly.

"This publication is useful for families with children. It can be read by older children, and it can be kept for younger children. It is very cost-effective to buy, so many people buy it. I believe that the future sales will be huge." Not too bad...Sheng Chaohui, you have lost money running a newspaper for so many years, but this time you turned around!" Cai Songshan said.

Sheng Chaohui and Mu Qiong looked at each other, a little excited.

The educational monthly magazines are all spread out, and the cost is only four or five copper dollars per copy, but the price is ten cents.In this case, if you sell [-] copies, you can earn about [-] silver dollars, and this is based on the cost of printing [-] copies.

If another [-] copies are printed and sold, they can earn more than [-] silver dollars per month when the cost is lowered. After deducting the dividends for Cai Songshan and Wei Ting, the two of them can get at least [-] silver dollars each. Yuan dividends.

And this is in the absence of any advertisements in the educational monthly magazine.

"This is money you can get every month..." Sheng Chaohui said.

It is not uncommon to make hundreds of dollars suddenly, but it is rare to make hundreds of dollars every month!

Mu Qiong had already taken a lot of money from the Commercial Press, so he wasn't too excited, but he was in a good mood at the moment.

At this rate, he will be able to buy a house in a few months.

According to the information he got from his surroundings and what he learned in later generations, real estate is definitely the safest and most profitable investment in Shanghai in this era.

"If you want to make money, go print it first! Many people are waiting to buy it!" Cai Songshan said.

It was almost time for school to end now, and Sheng Chaohui had no class next, so he stood up immediately and followed Cai Songshan.

Mu Qiong quickly got up and left.

He first put his letter to Li Zhenyao into the mailbox, and then went to Chongxin School to pick up Mu Changyu.

When Mu Qiong picked up Mu Changyu, Fu Yunan was on the pier and picked up Huo Ying who came back from Japan.

Japan has declared war on Germany at this time and is seizing Germany's territory and rights in Shandong.

They have revealed their ambition to invade China.

However, because all the great powers have done what Japan has done before, although all this has dissatisfied the Chinese people, it has not aroused the vigilance of the Chinese people. At this time, it is indeed 20 years before Japan declares a full-scale war.

At this time, many domestic products were imported from Japan, and in order to make more money, Japan often changed ways to squeeze out the factories built by the Chinese people...

Huo Ying has always been aware of this situation, so Fu Huai'an asked him to go to Japan to find workers who can produce machines, and he was 1 willing.

This time, he not only brought back a lot of machines from Japan, but also found a way to get a few workers and left some manpower in Japan.