"Miss Wanxi, try to move your feet a little." Mo Zi Sandao.

"Well, it doesn't hurt as much as it used to." Lin Yunxi was very surprised, and then said, "Thank you so much, Zisang." Saying that, the girl sat up, threw herself into the arms of Mo Zisang in front of her, hugged him tightly, and her body beat happily.

Mo Zisang was embarrassed for a while, coughed lightly, and said, "Miss Wanxi, have a good rest, I'll help you get medicine." ”

Lin Yunxi didn't seem to care about the difference between men and women at all, she obediently let go of him, sat there, and watched Mo Zisang get up to get the medicine.

Yuan Qing was sitting in the back room, drinking fragrant tea, looking very leisurely, and suddenly, there was a sound of buying outside the window, "Sell newspapers, Qiuzhou Daily, three cents a copy." ”

Akishu Daily? Could it be that someone followed suit so quickly? Yuan Qing thought in his heart, he couldn't sit still anymore, got up, and walked out.

"Ah Qing, is you in such a hurry? Where are you going? Mo Zisang saw Yuan Qing hurriedly walking to the medical hall and hurriedly asked.

"I'll go out and buy a newspaper and I'll be back right away." After speaking, Yuan Qing continued to walk.

Mo Zisang still wanted to go outside the door to see Yuan Qing, but the sick man sitting on the chair shouted again: "Zisang, come and help me take medicine." ”

Mo Zisang couldn't, so he had to walk back to give Lin Yunxi medicine.

Yuan Qing quickly came to the street, only to see a man in his early twenties holding a stack of papers in his hand, and shouting hard: "Sell newspapers, Qiuzhou Daily, the content is fresh, a three-penny penny." ”

Competitor. This word popped up in Yuan Qing's heart. A few days ago, she ran an orange weekly newspaper, but she didn't expect a Qiuzhou daily newspaper to pop up not long after. What is this not a competitor?

It seems that the people of this era are also very smart. Yuan Qing sighed in her heart, she runs a weekly newspaper, which is sent once every seven days, while others run a daily newspaper, which is sent once a day. Yuan Qing really wants to wonder, is there a person who travels here?

Bought a copy of Qiuzhou Daily, Yuan Qing looked at the newspaper, the content is not brilliant in modern times, but it is very novel in this era, and it has a fight with the content of his first two issues of newspapers and periodicals.

Yuan Qing came to the quiet hall with the newspaper. As soon as I entered the door, I heard a girl's voice say, "This girl, you bought the Qiuzhou Daily." ”

"yes." Yuan Qing nodded and looked at the girl sitting on the chair, she was very pretty, with crooked eyebrows and eyes, red lips and white teeth, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be able to speak, which was very moving.

"Girl, the contents of this newspaper are very fresh, and the stories on it are very interesting, so it is very suitable to relieve boredom." The girl introduced the newspaper.

"Could it be that the girl is the writer of this newspaper?" Yuan Qing asked.

"Hehe, in fact, this newspaper is not all written by me, I just wrote some content, and the rest was written by others." Lin Yunxi smiled slightly, without any intention of concealing it, indeed, half of the content in this newspaper was written by her, and half was written by others.

"Oh, what a talent, girl." Yuan Qingdao.

"Hehe, girl, you're praised." As she spoke, the girl bowed her hand to Yuan Qing slightly.

Yuan Qing couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times. Lin Yunxi is also very generous, let Yuan Qing see enough. After a long time, Yuan Qing stopped looking at her, and walked inside.

"Miss Wanxi, you have good medicine on your feet." Mo Zisang wrapped Lin Yunxi's injured ankle and got up and said.

"Thank you, Zisang." Lin Yunxi smiled sweetly at Mo Zisang.

"No, I don't. If you take these medicines back and decoction them, you will be cured in five days. Saying that, Mo Zisang handed the wrapped herbs to Lin Yunxi.

Lin Yunxi took the medicine, touched his pocket, and suddenly looked a little lonely, "That, Zisang, I'...... I forgot to bring the money. As she spoke, the girl lowered her head and looked embarrassed.

"It's okay, the medical hall has just opened in the past few days, and all the medicines are free." Mo Zisang waved his hand.

The girl's lowered head was raised again and again, her eyes shining brightly, "Really? Zisan, you're so good. With that, Lin Yunxi stood up excitedly and threw herself into Mo Zisang's arms.

Before Mo Zisang pushed her away, Lin Yunxi suddenly clasped his arm tightly, and said in a painful voice: "My feet hurt so much...... tone was pitiful, making people unable not to pity the fragrance and jade. "Zisang, can you send me home?"

"I'm ......" Mo Zisang paused for a moment and said, "Okay." Fusheng, I want to send this girl home, you take care of the medical hall, and go and talk to Miss Yuan, and say that I will be back soon. ”

"Yes, Dr. Mo." Fusheng, that is, the boy of Jingtang, said respectfully to Mo Zisang is his boss.

So, Mo Zisang helped Lin Yunxi and walked out.

Yuan Qing was still in the back room looking at the Qiuzhou Daily that she had just bought. The contents of the daily newspaper, which she had been familiar with in her previous life, were not surprising, and occasionally a few jokes made her laugh.

Suddenly, Fusheng came to Yuan Qing's side and said respectfully: "Miss Yuan, Doctor Mo, he sent the patient home just now, let me tell you." After a while, he'll be back, and you can just wait for him here. ”

Oh, Zi-sang sent that girl home. "I know, but I still have some things, so I won't wait for him, please tell me, I'm leaving." As he spoke, Yuan Qing got up and picked up the newspaper.

"Miss Yuan, aren't you waiting for Dr. Mo?" Fusheng was very surprised.

"Today, I still have some things, let him come back tomorrow." After that, he crossed Fusheng and walked out.

In the hall of the quiet hall, quietly, the patients did not seem to speak, quietly sitting on their chairs and waiting for Dr. Mo to return.

Yuan Qing walked out of the quiet hall and walked out into the street.

"Well, have you read the Autumn State Daily?"

"Look, this Qiuzhou Daily is the same as the Tangerine Weekly, it's very good-looking, but the Tangerine Weekly is only published once every seven days, and this Qiuzhou Daily has one every day."

"Yes, I used to always look at the Orange Weekly, and now I read the Qiuzhou Daily the same. And you don't have to wait that long. ”

The words of some passers-by reached Yuan Qing's ears, and Yuan Qing thought to himself, could it be that these newspapers were accepted by the vast number of ancient people so quickly, and they were so hungry that they didn't read them for a day? No way?

Then I heard, "In this Qiuzhou Daily, it seems that they are holding an event, saying that they are going to select the top ten beautiful men in Qiuzhou." ”

"Where? Why didn't I see it? ”

"Are you blind? It was written on that small square at the back of the newspaper. ”

"Alas, you said that, there really is. It says that there is a selection event for us to vote for the beautiful man in our hearts. The man looked at a small square in the newspaper and read it aloud.

"Let's vote for the beauty pageant ourselves, it's fun, it's fun."

"Then who are the beautiful men in your mind?"

"Needless to say, of course it's the heavenly Luo Gongzi in Qiuzhou City, he is one of the most beautiful men in our Qiuzhou City." As he spoke, there was a moment of thought in the man's eyes, as if he saw that Luo Gongzi was in front of him.

"Hey, that Luo Gongzi is good-looking, but no matter how good-looking he is, he is just a showman, like a sissy, if you want me to say, our prince is the real beautiful man."

"Yes, Lord Wang is really one of the most beautiful men in the world, alas...... It's just that the prince is too cold, and it's rare to see him. One sighed.

Lord Wang, is that ice cube face? Hehe, it seems that my aesthetics are still good, Yuan Qing secretly praised his aesthetics in his heart.

So, because of an activity in the Qiuzhou Daily to select beautiful men, the people of Qiuzhou were provoked, and after tea and dinner, they were all talking about the beautiful men in their hearts. Some people even started a war of words over who is the most beautiful man in Qiuzhou.

"Obviously, my family is the first beautiful man in Qiuzhou, who is who, he is not as good-looking as my family at all."

"I'm sorry, that so-and-so in your family is a slightly more outstanding look, and he dares to compete with anyone in my family for the title of the first beautiful man in Qiuzhou, I will spray you to death."

It seems that not only modern people like to chase stars, but ancient people also like to chase stars when they have the opportunity.

When they were still fighting over who was the first beautiful man in Qiuzhou, Yuan Qing secretly smacked his tongue on the side. This Qiuzhou Daily is really powerful, it actually uses this way to whet the appetite of readers, it seems that if the Tangerine Weekly does not do something, it will really be completely defeated by the Qiuzhou Daily.

Although Yuan Qing's focus is not on the Orange Weekly, she cannot watch the Orange Weekly be replaced by the Qiuzhou Daily and then disappear.

This...... No way.

What to do? First of all, you need to find a helper, after all, Yuan Qing still has to run the Moon Lake Restaurant, so he can't spare much time to write newspapers. So who is this helper looking for?

Yuan Qing walked on the street, looking at the pedestrians, they were laughing and laughing. But most of their topics revolve around the content of the newspapers that give them the most joy in their spare time, such as the hottest topic is who is the beautiful man of Autumn State.

Yuan Qing had a headache, it seems that this newspaper not only spreads ideas, but also intervenes in people's lives, and is also a tool for brainwashing.

Forget it, take advantage of this opportunity to make Tangerine Weekly real.

Yuan Qing thought about it and came to a talent market. In fact, the talent market here is a place for the slave trade, not a modern job agency. The trafficked people have no human rights, and they only obey the master's arrangement. They do whatever the master tells them to do. Provided, of course, that you become their master.

Yuan Qing needed a helper, so she decided to come here to see if there was the one she was looking for.

The slave trade is a shady trade, after all, no one wants to be sold by another person.

Yuan Qing came to this slightly dim place and took a look. She has her own way of seeing people, whether this person should be used or not, and how to use it, she can basically see it at a glance. The accumulation of past lives and the enlightenment of this life, she still believes in her intuition