478 Problem Baby 2

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Tian Yong coughed twice.

If you don't cough, you can't do it, his subordinates are going to start being unreliable again.

Seeing that everyone was not laughing, Director Fan felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Mrs. Qin, Miss Ji, leave me alone, you continue, hehe, you continue." ā€

Fan Donglin is younger than Zhao Zifan, and when he came to serve as the head of the Ministry of Rites, he was forced by his family to have no choice.

He had never been bored in the Ministry of Rites, so as soon as Master Shangshu said it, he immediately signed up.

Now it seems that I didn't make the wrong choice, and my life here will definitely not be boring.

Wan Niang smiled and said, "It's okay, everyone says everything, as long as I know, I will definitely say it, but if I don't know, then only everyone can discuss it together." ā€

"Uh... Mrs. Qin, I still want to ask one more question, okay? ā€

Ji Fei said again.

Wan Niang nodded.

"Mrs. Qin, what are you going to do on the other half of the front? Why did Madame Qin only determine the front half and the back, and the back half was uncertain. ā€

Wan Niang smiled: "I'll tell Miss Ji why the back half is not sure about the content." First of all, it's not every day that a business wants to open, someone wants to sell a house, there is a business that wants to give a discount, and even if there is, they don't necessarily choose to tell everyone in this way. Therefore, this half is not certain, it can only be regarded as an approximation, and it is approximate what content will be published. As for the other half of the front, I really didn't think about what to do with it at the moment, and I had to discuss it with everyone and then make a conclusion. ā€

"Then Mrs. Qin, this newspaper should be used for sale, right? How does that sell? Would anyone really pay for this? ā€

Ji Fei said again.

Belch......

Girl, you mean to ask one more question, and there are several more at once.

Wan Niang looked at everyone, everyone looked at her, and even the old Tan who was in charge of printing was listening carefully with great interest.

The title of Tan Lao was decided by everyone just now.

After all, although people are not officials, the technology of printing has been there since childhood, and they have been helping the court to print books.

Wan Niang said: "Indeed, this newspaper is used to sell. What I had in mind was that there were two ways to sell, one was to sell to people who did business. This person can be a book seller at a bookstall or a child who helps the family earn money, but either way, there must be a one-time rule, and each newspaper allows them to earn a little money. The second way to sell is to sell to families and businesses. Sold to families, that is set on a monthly basis. For example, if Miss Ji's house wants to order a newspaper, she will send someone here every month to pay the money, and then every morning and evening, there will be a special person to deliver it to you. Selling to merchants, generally to food or inns, because they have many customers and a large flow, it is also counted as a month. As for what Miss Ji said about spending money, I just want to ask Miss Ji one question. ā€

"What's the problem?"

Ji Feiyu was stunned, but she didn't expect that she was asking all the time, Wan Niang began to ask rhetorically, so she replied meaningfully.

"Does Miss Ji like to go to the pear orchard to watch a play? Does Miss Ji's good sister or brother in the family love to go to the pear orchard to watch a play? ā€

Wan Niang smiled.

"Wow, Mrs. Qin, I won't tell you, this Journey to the West, because of the ticket, I didn't read the story of the three dozen white bone spirits before, I only heard it from others. And several of my little sisters like to watch it, the two younger brothers in the family like Monkey King the most, and my grandmother also likes it. I ......"

As soon as he talked about the pear orchard, Ji Fei couldn't stop talking, and then he paused and understood what Wan Niang meant.

"Oh, I see, Madame Qin. As long as you like the drama of Liyuan, if you don't see it, you will definitely buy a copy to watch it yourself, because listening to others is not enjoyable. If Yang Gongzi writes well, it will be connected to the play. ā€

Ji Fei suddenly realized.

She suddenly felt that Mrs. Qin was really smart.

Yang Yulin heard Ji Fei say this on the side, and said embarrassedly: "Yang will do his best to meet the requirements of the majority of likers." ā€

"Mrs. Qin, I don't know if I want to participate in making this newspaper, is it feasible?"

Russell, who had been listening carefully, said suddenly.

Wan Niang was stunned for a moment and said, "Miss Luo, you asked the wrong person." If you want to do this, you must first get your grandfather's consent, and then Zhao Shizi's consent, I can't be the master. ā€

Hearing Wan Niang say this, Luo Susu smiled, looked at Zhao Zifan, and said, "Zhao Shizi, my grandfather asked me to come over, and I must have agreed, and now Mrs. Qin has also agreed, will you refuse?" ā€

Wan Niang didn't expect this Luo girl to say this, she was wronged, she really couldn't be the master here.

Zhao Zifan waved his hand and said, "Hey, Miss Luo, Lord Luo has sent you, you are afraid that I will drive you away." ā€

Only then did Russell Su look at Wan Niang and nodded.

Wan Niang dared to say that there was definitely gratitude in the girl's eyes, but she didn't know why she was grateful to her. Did she think she was responsible for doing this?

"Mrs. Qin, the old man also understood the conversation between Miss Ji and you just now, and now the old man wants to ask a question. That is, when is the time of this printing, how many copies will be printed at one time, and when will the layout be given to the old man. Are there any other special symbols besides punctuation? ā€

Tan Lao said suddenly.

Belch......

Wan Niang felt so sad.

The emperor handed this over to Zhao Zifan for full management, why did he come to ask her now?

She silently told herself, it's just these first few issues, the first few issues......

"Old Tan, I talked to Zhao Shizi before, this newspaper is divided into morning newspaper and evening newspaper. Morning newspapers are collected in the afternoon of the previous day, printed at the end of the day (7 p.m.), and distributed to all the places where the newspaper was bought by the next morning. The evening newspaper began to collect information at the end of noon (one o'clock in the afternoon), and then began to be sent everywhere at midday. If there are special symbols, they will be drawn to Tan Lao a few days in advance, and I can give Tan Lao a few copies of the layout today, but I will find Zhao Shizi for the layout in the future. As for the number of copies, first look at the number of monthly orders, and if those are sold privately, let them come here one day in advance to report the number of copies they want to buy, I don't know if Tan Lao has a problem with the timing arrangement? ā€

Wan Niang told Tan Lao the questions she had already thought about before.

Tan Lao thought for a while and said, "There is no problem with the printing time, I can transfer two more people to help." (To be continued.) )