After more than two months of happy days of "snail mouse", the rain fell.

It is rumored that it was because the emperor sacrificed and prayed for rain that moved the heavens, so this suffering ended, but Mu Qing pursed his lips and didn't care when he heard it. The emperor always likes to cover everything with a layer of mystery of imperial power, which is not scientific at all, but the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty are simple and lovely, and the long-term comfort and wealth make them extremely superstitious about the emperor, and they have not weakened too much because of this famine.

The credit always belongs to the superior, since ancient times.

Mu Qing was not willing to watch those disaster scenes when the disaster came, and then express his feelings, this practice was originally to stand and talk without backache. Many Guizhou literati wrote many poems to describe those scenes, but Mu Qing, a young talent who was in the limelight, did not have a single one.

But just when everyone was about to forget about the new little Sanyuan, a clear shouting broke the silence of the early morning.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers! Wenqing Daily! One penny! ”

Many people can hear this voice early in the morning, and it resounds through the streets and alleys. Qian was originally busy late last night for the sake of the wine shop, and now he wanted to sleep longer, but he didn't expect to be noisy by this sound early in the morning. Sitting up lazily, she stretched out her foot and kicked the money master who was lying next to her: "You go and see, what's going on." ”

Qian Zhushu was also not happy to get up, a while ago he was busy entertaining Liu Shiren and choking him so tired that he shrunk his whole person into the quilt, and he had the posture of "let you wind and rain, I will not move".

Qian couldn't resist him, and he knew that he was tired, so he sat up resignedly, and then reached out and twisted the arm of Master Qian: "Dead old man." ”

If you don't have the strength, it naturally doesn't hurt, and the money master muttered with sleepiness: "Come back quickly, it's cold outside." ”

Qian smiled, but the next moment he hid his laugh lines, snorted softly, pulled his hair and put on his shoes, put on a thick coat, and walked out of the door.

Opening the door of the courtyard, as soon as I stepped out of my previous life, I saw a half-grown child in the empty alley, looking seven or eight years old, with a navy blue cloth bag on his back, bulging inside. The boy put his hand to his mouth to make a trumpet shape, and from time to time shouted "sell newspapers", although it disturbed people's dreams, but Qian couldn't get angry when he listened to this crisp child's voice.

"Come, boy." Qian beckoned to the boy, his voice soft.

When the boy saw Qian, he hurriedly trotted over, then stood in front of him and raised his head, and unfolded a big smile: "This sister, do you want to read a newspaper?" Just a penny. ”

Qian was amused by what he said, and the child was also smart and clever, so Qian reached out and pinched his little face: "Does the little doll know how old I am?" Whatever you call me sister, it's nice to say. ”

"My sister is clearly the appearance of her two decades, so good-looking." The boy smiled and was very pleasant.

Qian naturally knew that he was complimentary, but women always liked to be very obedient, and they had a good impression in their hearts. Seeing the big bag on the boy's back, he asked, "What are you talking about newspapers?" ”

The boy took out one from his bag, it was not very thick, only three or four, but each one was not small Liu Xuan. Qian has been following the Qian master book for a long time, and he can distinguish some of it, and he knows that it is not cheap when he looks at this paper. She scooped it up, opened it and looked.

I saw that the top was the three words "Wenqing Bao" that remembered the end of the square, and the bottom was drawn into several columns, with words and pictures, and Qian did not look carefully.

And the column that says the host, she can see it clearly.

Mu Qing. Isn't it just a little Wenqu Xing who rented his own house?

She closed the newspaper and asked the boy with a little confusion, "How much did you just say how much is a copy?" ”

"It's cheaper for a penny, so let's have a copy." The boy held out a finger and laughed.

Qian was surprised this time, this Liu Xuan alone is more than that, and a penny is indeed cheap. She took out a penny and put it in the boy's hand, and the boy smiled and thanked him and ran away.

Qian scooped up the newspaper and went back to the house, then walked to the side of the bed and pushed the Qian master book that was tightly wrapped in the quilt: "Old man, get up, I have something to tell you." ”

Master Qian poked his head out, stretched out his hand to comb his half-length beard, and pajamas: "What's wrong?" What is that guy doing outside? ”

"Get up and see, that little prodigy you fancy seems to have done something big."

Qian Zhushu rubbed his eyes and sat up, and then was stuffed with a few pieces of paper in his arms. Qian Zhushu opened it and looked at it, and slowly looked stern.

The first page is full of New Year's greetings, written by Mu Qing, written with a brush and then engraved with wood, but the second page is divided into several columns, with current events in Guizhou, weather forecasts - and a special statement that "only speculation, not accurate" - and some interesting jokes, which look very interesting.

And the last page is full of words, titled "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and the author is a guest in the next life. This name is very eye-catching, but Wenqing Daily made a very intimate introduction to the author.

Reincarnated guest, representative works, "The Legend of the West Chamber" and "The Legend of the White Snake".

"How much did you buy this thing?" Master Qian looked at Qian.

Qian sat in front of the mirror with earrings and said, "A penny." The voice paused, and then said, "Do you think that Mu Xiaoxianggong is stupid to read?" It's not worth dying if you sell something like this. ”

Qian Zhushu shook his head: "He's not stupid, he's the most clever, I haven't missed it." ”

"And how did he do this?"

Master Qian frowned slightly and shook his head: "I can't see through it yet, but this thing will definitely sell well." ”

Not to mention the side, just talking about the last article of "reincarnation resident" is enough for people to compete to buy.

"Quick, help me change my clothes, I'm going to see the prefect."

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On the first day, even Wenqing Bao sold less than 100 copies under the hard shouts of the newsboys. And the next day, it sold well.

By the evening, all the 5,000 copies of the newspaper had been sold out.

"Good." Mu Qing was very satisfied.

"It's really good, you let me directly lose a hundred taels of silver." Deng Yuanshan was not happy at all, and his face was as bitter as if he had eaten Coptis chinensis.

Mu Qing smiled: "At least it's a good start, let's take our time to make money." ”

Deng Yuanshan also packed up his thoughts, he expected to lose money in the early stage, but if it was smooth, there would be a lot of money in the back, for the sake of happiness in the future, he could still bear it now. He was already thinking about drawing an investment board on the back cover of the newspaper tomorrow to recruit advertisements...... Mu Qing called it an advertisement and advertised it widely.

"But I can't figure out how those newsboys can be so useful, they can make these papers ......"

"Newspapers." Mu Qing reminded in a low voice.

Deng Yuanshan glanced at him, but still changed his words: "Okay, newspaper." How did it sell so well? ”

"Don't underestimate the role of literati." Mu Qing smiled and sorted out the manuscript of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" with his hands.

The four masterpieces, no matter where they go, are the four masterpieces. They don't make a difference because of the changes in time and space, Mu Qing is convinced of this.

What makes him believe is the 5,000-year-old cultural accumulation and splendid civilization.

Wenqing Daily's biggest reliance is not on those articles and poems, but on serialized novels. With the readership base of the White Snake in the West Chamber, the Romance of the Three Kingdoms will inevitably become a new sought after object, firstly, Mu Qing has confidence in this masterpiece, and secondly, it is the trend of public opinion that the romance novel will inevitably form.

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is different from the usual Three Kingdoms, the image of everyone in it is vivid and even exaggerated, and the strategies in it are attractive enough even if they seem to be absolutely impossible.

"I can guarantee that in the days to come, Wenqing Daily will only buy more and more, and "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" will thrive in praise and scolding."

Deng Yuanshan was not interested in these, he was only interested in how much benefit it could bring him.

Mu Qing exhaled softly and opened the window.

The afterglow of the setting sun splashed on the ground, spreading a bright red glow. Mu Qing suddenly remembered that night, the fireworks that Li Qianyu gave him, red as blood, bright as day.

"I'm going to leave Guizhou City starting tomorrow." Mu Qing suddenly spoke, causing Deng Yuanshan to frown slightly. Mu Qing took out the manuscript of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" from his arms, which was the result of his struggle during these days, "This, you can just release a paragraph every day, and you can rely on it to survive in the past two years." ”

"What about after "Three Kingdoms" is over?"

Mu Qing smiled, indescribably confident: "Wenqing Daily will become a newspaper for everyone in Jiangnan when the time comes, and people will squeeze their heads just to see their articles on it, and you will receive the manuscript and receive it, you just need to sit and wait to count the money." ”

Deng Yuanshan stood up and walked to his side: "Then where are you going if you are not in Guizhou?" ”

Mu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked into the distance: "What I want to do has been done, I want to go out for a walk now, take a look, and then wait for the time to come." ”

Deng Yuanshan tilted his head to look at him: "What time." ”

Mu Qing raised his head slightly and smiled softly: "A chance to soar into the sky." ”

The author has something to say: So, it's not that I'm going to be lazy when I grow up in one sentence or something! Not really! Hmph~=a=

The red envelope action continues, and today it is still the top five pro-lotus seeds who leave a message to send red envelopes, and those who sent it yesterday still send the lotus seeds today~

Dear friends, Happy Chinese New Year's Eve ~Year of the Horse~

ps I try my best. : Lianzi has a fever, and today there are only a few pits that can only be more like this...... There may not be an update tomorrow, dear you must wear more qaq sick and sad dear column begging for support