Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 395 No Newspaper, What Can I Use to Relieve?
But even though he told other newspaper shopkeepers that he must fight to the end, he still kept a lot of vigilance in mind.

Although the direction of the content is roughly the same, the newspapers from their own newspaper offices do not use words like the other shopkeepers who specially found some rotten scholars, and the words used are unsightly.

Distorting the facts as much as possible instead of making them up is a way out that shopkeeper Zhao thinks he has left, and the two-day deadline for the government's ultimatum is coming up today.

Standing at the door of his own newspaper office, shopkeeper Zhao's heart was also pounding.

In today's capital city, it is rare to see a patter of spring rain.

Although the rain was not heavy, it gradually cooled shopkeeper Zhao's heart a lot. As the saying goes, the wind is halved, and the rain is all over.

Most of the newspapers are sold in the streets and alleys. Now that it is raining, there may not be too many people who are willing to come out today. I am afraid that there will not be many newspapers delivered today.

It doesn't matter if you can't send it out, but in the past few days, the loss has been too severe. Rao shopkeeper Zhao is just like the other shopkeepers, thinking that if he invests more now, he can use this opportunity to continue to make a fortune in the future.

But now, paper and ink are labor-intensive, money is everywhere, and the civilian steam engine that was finally obtained is quite arrogant to burn the coal. Coal is a monopoly material in Daming, and the cost inside and out alone makes shopkeeper Zhao feel distressed. endlessly.

Not many newsboys came today, these little ghosts are very clever.

Once it rains, many people are reluctant to go to work. After all, if the newspaper is accidentally wet, most customers will not want to ask for it.

"Boy, I'll give you one silver dollar today. If you can't deliver these five hundred newspapers, I won't spare you!"

The newsboy chuckled: "Shopkeeper, just take a look!"

Delivering newspapers is a good job, most people will not refuse free things, after all, even if this newspaper is used at home to wipe buttocks, it is much better than bamboo strips and rags, after all, this thing does not cost money.

Even if it's a wall?Isn't it also useful?
Even Shopkeeper Zhao is also clever, and every day he arranges work on several avenues with relatively dense traffic, and specially watches them deliver newspapers.

If it is better to give the newspaper to someone who is well-dressed, or who looks like a scholar at a glance, then it is not bad.

If you give the newspaper to those who can see it at a glance, it is either a peddler or a hard worker, and you will inevitably deduct money the next day.

But just as the clerk was giving today's newspapers to the few newsboys, a large number of yamen servants suddenly poured out from the alley opposite the newspaper office and from both ends of the street at the entrance.

Shopkeeper Zhao immediately let go of his hands like a frightened bird.

He even wanted to get back the one silver dollar he gave out just now, but who knows, the newsboy saw that something was wrong, and hurriedly ran away.

Shopkeeper Zhao didn't dare to chase people, he just shouted at the top of his voice: "Hurry up! Come on, close the door, close the business, we won't work today!"

The guys are not too stupid, which shows that the government is coming to arrest people.

They have all seen it too, and the smell of closing the door is probably too strong now. They only heard a guy standing next to shopkeeper Zhao and said repeatedly: "Shopkeeper, I think we should run! We can't move the newspaper office." Let's go, it might be troublesome to stay here!"

"Yes, walk around, these yamen servants may not dare to arrest people, at most they just scare, scare and scare"

Shopkeeper Zhao kept comforting himself, but his movements became faster and faster.

Seeing him walking quickly, he wanted to rush to the backyard of the newspaper office, but just a second before he was about to step to the backyard, shopkeeper Zhao only felt that someone was firmly grasping the back of his neck.

The clothes were held in his hands, but shopkeeper Zhao didn't know that the yamen servant was probably standing behind him.

Shopkeeper Zhao heard someone behind him say: "Shopkeeper Zhao, it's such a good weather, you don't meet customers outside to do business, why do you turn around and walk towards the backyard when you see us? Could it be that you have a ghost in your heart?"

These yamen servants have swallowed their anger for a long time!

As soon as the yamen servant finished speaking, shopkeeper Zhao's legs began to tremble.

I just heard him say hastily: "Where is it? I don't know what the so-called visits of the officials are today. It's just that I have a bad stomach this morning and I want to go to the latrine!"

"Go to the hut? But we heard that the back door that shopkeeper Zhao left for the yard is in the hut. I'm afraid it's not that simple. Come, follow us to the hut of the Yingtian government office."

Just like that, shopkeeper Zhao was picked up by the servants of Ying Tianfu.

Like carrying a chicken, he captured Ying Tianfu Yamen from the newspaper office.

Not only that, everyone present could not escape this catastrophe, but they were treated a little better than shopkeeper Zhao, as long as they were willing to cooperate and obediently follow the yamen servants.

Then there is no need to use any other means to help you cooperate obediently.

Not only shopkeeper Zhao, almost all the shopkeepers of private newspapers in the capital were taken down by Shao Tingcai.

At that time, the clouds hanging over the capital in the sky were slightly scattered.

The pattering autumn rain gradually receded, and the people took to the streets to find that there seemed to be quite a few newsboys on the streets today.

Suddenly, a bald old man rushed into the street, and he shouted loudly: "Back to the north, why didn't anyone come to deliver newspapers today? What am I going to use to relieve myself at night? I'm used to it!"

This accent is obviously from southern Hokkien. For a while, the slightly motorcycle accent and the funny words made everyone laugh.

Of course, the southern Hokkien accent is the correct pronunciation of Ming Dynasty, after all, the current emperor also speaks with a southern Hokkien accent.

And when many people saw the headline on the front page of today's "Huangming Daily" that the imperial court was going to crack down on these newspapers that dared to wantonly fabricate and distort events, and danced on the edge of the law in order to make money.

Many people applauded, and some people even shouted on the street: "Those damned newspapers should have been hit long ago. When I used this thing to relieve my hands, there was an iron wire in the paper, which made me bleed. !"

When the shopkeeper who was being escorted heard this sentence, his heart was ashamed.

The scenes that kept emerging actually surprised everyone. They thought that the voices of the people in the market might really be stirred up by these newspapers.

Who knows, in the eyes of the common people, this is just a farce.

Shao Tingcai was sitting in the upper seat of the government office, one after another, the shopkeepers were escorted into the lobby, and the government servants pressed him to the ground and knelt down.

Shao Tingcai said immediately.

"You guys, are you guilty!"

Shopkeeper Li at the side straightened his neck and said in a high voice: "My lord, we don't know anything, you don't need to ask, if you have the ability, you can kill me!"

"Okay, I will help you!" Shao Tingcai hadn't finished speaking.

The people around Shopkeeper Li immediately covered his mouth, and cried out quickly: "My lord, my lord, let us explain, please don't use the knife!"

"Yes, Lao Huang wants to die, but we still want to live, my lord, please spare us!"

(End of this chapter)