Qi wang ye, wang fei, she is crazy again

Chapter 65 The Power of the Newspaper

No one could have imagined that the "Chao Bao" aroused great interest from the people as soon as it was published. The teahouses and restaurants were completely lively. In the afternoon, there were many people who wanted to order newspapers at the entrance of the small building where the newspaper office was located. They are all the shopkeepers of teahouses and restaurants.

I saw a lot of people who collected anecdotes. If you give some news, you can get one or two. Everyone wants to try their luck with such a good thing. What if they are selected?

The people in the newspaper office were so busy that their feet did not touch the ground, and Fu Li already knew that the newspaper would be a hit once it came out. Old Gao, with a happy mouth, hurriedly convened the staff to start busy and prepare for the next issue.

The wealthy businessmen in the west of the city went mad when they saw what was written in the newspaper, so they knew it all over the city?

I wanted to find the theory of the newspaper office, but when I heard that it was the newspaper office of the imperial court, and the current emperor instructed it, the whole room was dumbfounded.

The officials who had been watching a good show and were going to get the benefits here lost their minds and started investigating the case wholeheartedly, but the newspapers said it, and they had to report on the follow-up.

Who knows if the emperor will read newspapers too?
The family that killed their daughter-in-law was almost drowned by the spittle of the common people, and the daughter-in-law's maiden family directly hit the door, and the public opinion was one-sided.

Wen Mianmian took the newspaper and read it with her grandmother, while Hua Ma was also listening, and said, "Don't say it, it is really convenient to have this newspaper, and you can know the world's affairs without leaving the door."

Where did the female family members in the backyard go to know who the governor of Gyeonggi Yamen was?

Not to mention the female family members in the backyard, most ordinary people don't know about it.

Fu Youxian looked at the newspaper happily, and felt very proud. Half of a newspaper was made by his son, and he really wanted to go out and show it off.

As for Fu Qian, who has always been stable, he is showing off with his classmates at the moment.
Wen Mian held the newspaper, smiled cheerfully, and asked his subordinate, "Is this Wang Huan?"

The subordinate nodded, "It's Lord Wang, very similar."

Wen Wen Mian took a few more glances, "Why does Ben Jiang think he's not so good-looking, and he's quite handsome."

Several of the subordinates laughed, and they made fun of the fact that the painter should draw one for the document Mian, which must be more impressive.

Wen Mian laughed, he still didn't know that the person who painted this was his father, who made him busy lately.

As the protagonist of the first issue of "Chaobao", the newly appointed governor of the Gyeonggi Yamen Wang Huan stood in front of the emperor with a blushing face. He never imagined that there would be such a glorious day as an official for decades. He quietly went to listen to the people. The evaluation of him all said that he was 'awesome', 'strong in his youth', 'serving affairs for the people' and so on. Hearing that, he had a fever in his ears.

The emperor was also reading the newspaper, looked up at him and smiled happily, "Don't say it, you are really good in this newspaper."

I don't know which artist it came from, erased his shortcomings and magnified his strengths, looking very elegant and handsome.

"The officials of the imperial court should be taller."

Hearing this, Wang Huan was even more excited, almost thinking that he was going to become the face of the imperial court.

"King Annan personally brought people to paint for Wei Chen. He painted Wei Chen in such a style. Wei Chen was delighted."

The emperor said: "Now the people in the whole city know about you and your actions. You are now watched by countless people, but don't let them down."

Wang Huan bowed his hands, "We will do our best to share the emperor's worries and do things for the people."

"very good."

The emperor was also very satisfied with this newspaper, and the voices of the people in Kyoto also reached his ears.

It is the pursuit of every emperor to have the people crowded, and now he is more satisfied with Wen Wen Mian and his sixth son.

The liveliness of the newspapers and the people of Kyoto continued, but the newspaper office was busier day by day, and they were about to sleep in the newspaper office and not go back to pay gifts.

Fu Youxian, who had come back and ran into a wall earlier, suddenly found that his market was getting better. Just because his son was in the newspaper office and was still in charge, it immediately made his market soar, and the tide rose.

Fu Youxian's mood was very complicated. He never thought that one day he would be exposed to the light of his younger son. He laughed while thinking about it. Mrs. Fu glared at him angrily. Eat, I sent someone to deliver food, do you want to take a look."

"Go, I'll deliver it to him, and I'll take a look at the newspaper by the way."

Mrs. Fu joked: "I think you are here to show off."

Fu Youxian got up and pulled the clothes on his body, "Whoever told that is my son, I should show it off."

"By the way, it's time to invite my brother-in-law's family for a meal. I have to thank my brother-in-law's family for this."

Mrs. Fu smiled, "I've arranged everything, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, my brother-in-law Huo Mu."

In this way, Fu Youxian went out happily.

The second issue of "Chao Bao" was even more popular than expected. The people in the newspaper office had to hire an additional printing workshop to work day and night. When people continued to read the newspaper with great interest, they suddenly saw a corner of the newspaper. There is a message in it that Xingshengfang has started to sell ice, and the price is not expensive.

"Is this ice price real? If it is true, I will buy some in the past few months. When it heats up, I won't be able to sleep."

"It's so widely advertised that you dare to increase the price at will. Let's not talk about it. I'm going to order some. I will use it for my mother during the three days of the dog days. It will save her suffering in summer."

"Let's walk around. In previous years, we saw rich people use ice. This year, we will also enjoy it."

The shopkeepers of the teahouses and restaurants were dispatched again. They all launched cold drinks, but the ice was too expensive. Such cheap ice can greatly reduce the cost.

In addition to these, the street vendors have also moved their minds. Seeing that it will be August [-]th, the capital city will be lively again, and they can make more money by selling cold drinks at night.

As for whether it will melt?

They naturally have a way to wrap the wooden barrel with a thick quilt, and not take it for half a day.

Wen Mianmian and Hua Jingyun, who had recovered, were sitting together in the teahouse opposite Xingshengfang, watching the ice-buying people blocked at the door of Xingshengfang, tsk tsk tsk, "You're really amazing, you've settled those trivial matters so quickly. ."

Hua Jingyun lowered his head and drank the tea, then smiled and said, "In the end, it is thanks to the power of the newspaper."

He is now convinced by Wen Mianmian's words about the promotion of external activities. As the first person to benefit from it, he is quite satisfied with the result.

"This newspaper loses one day after it is published, and it can't even get back the capital. It can't be cheap to do external work. We have to see what influence it is, right?"

Wen Mianmian smiled happily at the people who were waving their money bags to buy ice, maybe the amount of dividends next month will be very gratifying.

Hua Jingyun saw that she was holding a piece of hibiscus cake and eating it, like a little rabbit, um, a little rabbit who loves silver.

(End of this chapter)