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Compared with the horse class master, the class leader of the Yongsheng class is much easier to talk to the master. This diminutive man has a simple face, and he is not very good at things; In the group of "human spirits" of the class master, he is definitely an outlier.

No wonder the Yongsheng class sings well, but the market has been tepid.

Hearing Xiao Jing's explanation, the middle-aged man grinned and said, "Childe, what you said, Xiang XX doesn't understand anything." However, you must be for the good of our Yongsheng class, and you always promise your love to me. Newspapers or something, you can write whatever you want. As the Yongsheng class is now, how bad can it be? It's a big deal, let's roll up and leave, just change places and continue singing. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Jing's tears almost fell. Such a big-minded and optimistic person may be less cautious than other class leaders, but the sincerity of his words and the unconditional trust he gives to those with good intentions make people's hearts warm.

Yongsheng class, it's up to you!

Xiao Jing watched the performance of the Yongsheng class on the spot. Although there weren't many viewers who came, everyone watched very attentively. No one cheers wildly from start to finish, they just take a deep breath at the highlight of the plot and then shout "Good!" in full breath. ”

There are a lot of "horns" in the Yuyin Pavilion. And most of the people here come to see the play.

When the scene was over and the audience dispersed, Xiao Jing found Master Xiang again. Yongsheng class didn't need to rush to the scene, the two sat together and chatted for almost an hour, Xiao Jing bowed deeply and left.

At this point, the preparation of the content is complete.

That night, the hall was brightly lit. Xiao Jing, Shao Ning, Pan Feiyu, and Dong Xiaoya were all there, and the sound of discussion and argument continued until late at night.

There will be many more days like this in the future.

Early the next morning, while the other three were still asleep, Xiao Jing took his things and went straight to Changwu Town.

Half a month later.

Xiao Jing sat at the table, his brows furrowed.

There was a large stack of papers piled up on the table, which were samples he had taken from Zhang Laohan's house in Changvort Town, and the total number of pieces was less than two hundred. These are the numbers printed out in one day after Zhang Laohan's whole family went into battle.

It can be seen that Zhang Laohan has put a lot of effort into it. When engraving, he reserved the masthead, eye, bottom bar and other positions on the front page according to Xiao Jing's requirements, and deliberately made a good separation; In order to accommodate more content, the middle character was also carved as small as possible.

What a bitterness for this venerable old man. However, this is not enough.

In order to reduce the amount of work and technical difficulty in printing, the new newspaper was published in eight editions. That is to say, each newspaper is eight carat in size, and only the front is printed. If the newspaper published first has four front pages, then the total number of printed sheets divided by four is the number of copies of the newspaper.

The reason why it is designed like this, in addition to the reasons mentioned above, is also a little bit of caution on the part of Xiao Jing; I don't know if it will be able to achieve the effect he expects after it is released?

In terms of output, Xiao Jing has learned some knowledge about engraving printing. One of the most skilled workers can print about a thousand sheets a day. If it is in the early days of the journal, counting the production cycle of engraving and newspaper content, then this amount is barely enough.

However, the production capacity of Zhang Laohan is not enough. Even if 200 copies can be printed every day, even if the newspaper is made into a semi-monthly newspaper, how much can really be printed after the time of engraving? Each newspaper uses four sheets of paper, which translates to 50 newspapers a day after the engraving is completed.

This number is really a bit pitiful.

Originally, Xiao Jing was already very dissatisfied with the production cycle: a newspaper that only publishes half a month can certainly have the effect of "hunger marketing", but how do you convince potential advertisers to invest money in it?

The content has been made so that people can understand and be interested. As a result, the newspaper could only sell a few hundred copies, not to mention the time interval, and this touching number alone made him want to die head-on.

So what to do? Let Zhang Laohan work overtime?

He was indeed a very good craftsman back then, and his body is now very strong, but he is old after all. Xiao Jing knew that if he opened his mouth, Zhang Laohan would definitely do no effort to fight to the end.

However, let such an old man do his best for himself every day, even if he doesn't make anything good, Xiao Jing will have a bad conscience.

What to do?

With a slight groan, he shouted Shao Ning and Pan Feiyu loudly. The two monks entered the house confused, and heard Xiao Jing say: "Quick, take all the stalls in Puhua Town and Linzhen to write letters and measure words and fortunes...... Hey, no matter what you do, as long as you are literate, all of them will be called to our house! ”

Completely confused about what he was trying to do, the two of them ran out in a hurry. This execution is really getting better and better.

Xiao Jing was stunned, I haven't finished my words yet!

If you want to call them back, where are the two of them?

Forget it, it's too late to explain my conditions, just wait for someone to arrive!

An hour later, the courtyard of the Xiao family was turned into a teahouse. The three sects and nine streams of the four miles and eight towns are gathered together, and there are Taoist priests and fortune tellers in the crowd, and this meeting will really remind people of the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands in the eight divisions of the Tianlong.

"Please come, there is something to discuss!"

Xiao Jing stepped on a chair and stood at the door of the main room and shouted, and everyone looked at him. I often use my voice in the open space as a gentleman.,It's really useful.。

"Xiao has some things that he needs someone to help copy. All participants will be given two pieces of silver per day! But there is only one thing, these things are some sloppy words, ashamed to be passed on; Therefore, everyone has to stay with me for five days, and they are not allowed to go home halfway, and Xiao will take care of the food and lodging! But would anyone want to? ”

For the sake of the face of the silver, there are many people who are eager to try. However, as soon as they heard the latter condition, some people retreated.

If you want to leave, Xiao Jing will not stop you, and everyone will give ten cents, which will be regarded as lost work expenses. The rest of the people tried to write on the paper one by one, and those who wrote too ugly were also sent away by Xiao Jing.

Pick and choose, and there are ten left. Xiao Jing had just made an appointment with them to come to work early tomorrow morning, and then hurriedly rushed into the ear room.

Do? Pack your things!

The rest of the family also got busy, including Dong Huaiyuan. Two hours later, the things in the ear room were moved to the courtyard, and a lot of things were cleared out of the east and west wings.

If there are already five people living in the courtyard, ten more people will be accommodated, and everyone will have to settle for a while.

Everyone was breathing and breathing, and Shao Ning suddenly said: "Since the house is so tense, I'll let the main house out!" ”

Xiao Jing had a smile on his face. Good comrade, what a self-conscious!

Who knows, Shao Ning said again: "Well, this son will reluctantly go to the west wing room and squeeze it......"