All night, in the printing workshop of the "Morning Post" in the white paper workshop, dozens of workers have been busy there.

The so-called "morning newspaper", naturally to be delivered before the morning, naturally to be printed overnight, in the era of no electric light, overnight overtime, it is indeed not easy, in order to solve this problem, in addition to referring to the kerosene lamp of later generations to ask craftsmen to make more than a dozen portable kerosene lamps that burn soybean oil, but also invited a "lamp boy" to pick the wick.

When the eight or nine-year-old lamp boy picked up the wick back and forth, Shi Yiwen's eyes were staring at the running lithograph machine, this rotary lithograph machine was made in the iron factory, and it was manually shaken by manpower, although the labor intensity was high, and each machine required 8 people, divided into two shifts, and took turns shaking the printing machine, but the high efficiency of printing has far exceeded the understanding of people in this era.

With the shaking of the shaker craftsman, one person in front of the machine refills the paper, and the other person receives the paper, although in Shi Yiwen's opinion it is very inefficient, but every time it rotates, it can print a newspaper, which can print hundreds of copies per hour.

"Owner, are we sure we want to print 5,000 copies in this issue?"

Again, Wang Mingke looked at the owner and asked,

"Yes, 5,000 copies, I think it's less, after all, there are nearly 200,000 households in the capital, and at least 50% of the literate people are there, according to the market, it should be no problem to sell 10,000 copies."

"Owner, sixty or seventy percent of literate people go out, but it can't be said that all literate people buy our newspapers, and usually a family will print hundreds of copies of the newspaper."

"That's a newspaper, not a newspaper."

Shi Yiwen smiled, he picked up a newspaper that had been printed, and looked at the carriage waiting outside the door.

"A copy of the newspaper costs a penny, our newspaper is only ten cents, how many copies of the newspaper are sold in the capital every day? Not to mention a few thousand copies, this newspaper ......."

Holding the newspaper, Shi Yiwen smiled.

"It's normal to sell tens of thousands of copies."

And it's exclusive...... Because I am the only one who has a lithograph machine.

"Then these five thousand copies, can they really be sold?"

As the day dawned, Shi Yiwen, who was standing at the gate of the newspaper office, watched the horse-drawn carriage full of newspapers carrying newspapers to various parts of the city, and the newsboys who had been selling newspapers at many street corners were waiting there.

Standing on the side of the road at Zhushikou, Xu Li, who was wearing a single suit, shrunk his body against the cold, and looked at Zhushikou West Street. More than a dozen eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers beside him were also crowded on the side of the road like him.

"Brother Lizi, why hasn't the car come yet."

"It should be coming soon."

"We've been waiting for half an hour, it's too grinding, according to me, they must be lying to us."

"No, selling a hundred newspapers a day, this cowhide is not so boastful......"

"It must be a lie to us, let's sell a copy of the newspaper, a copy can be mentioned for five cents, what kind of morning newspaper is he, it's only a penny, and it's so early."

"It's like, it's really cold this morning."

Listening to the complaints of his friends, Xu Li grinned.

"Lie to us, our brothers are so easy to deceive, don't forget the foundation of fifty wen on this day, we have brought it, if the car doesn't come, it's just ......"

Before he could finish speaking, there was the sound of horses' hooves, and the boy next to him, who was only eight or nine years old, hurriedly shouted.

"The car is coming, the car is coming......"

As soon as the car came, the driver pointed to the cloth satchels on the car and said.

"This newspaper cloth bag was sent by the newspaper office, there are 100 copies in one bag, you are sold out, go to the newspaper office to settle the bill......"

Actually sent another bag containing newspapers, carrying a somewhat heavy cloth bag, Xu Li looked up and asked.

"Master, how much does this newspaper sell? Really only sell for ten wen? ”

"Ten texts, not a single word."

As the carriage left, Xu Li looked at the stuffed cloth bag and wondered.

"It's really ten?"

"Brother Lizi, you see, it's really ten cents."

Sure enough, the words "one copy of ten articles" were written on the newspaper, and seeing that everyone had received the newspaper, Xu Li immediately ordered.

"Little Liu, Shanzi, Little Fat Man, you go to the Caishikou side, sell along Chongwenmen Street, Huzi, big locks, you go to Xuanwumen,......"

After assigning everyone where to sell the newspaper one by one, Xu Li ran in the direction of Zhengyangmen, and saw that there were already a lot of people on the street, and he shouted as he ran.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the new "Morning News", look at the news - the beautiful nuns are hidden in the nunnery, which attracts Xiaosheng to go down the door at night......"

As soon as you open your mouth, it is vulgar...... Jane is really vulgar, but when he shouted like this, he immediately attracted the interest of a young scholar who was eating breakfast on the side of the road.

"Hey, how do you sell this morning paper?"

"Ten cents,"

"Hey, it's not expensive, it's not thin."

"That's that, Childe, look at it, it's six pieces of paper two feet wide, it's worth a few pennies, look at this ink color again, it's a clear ......."

"Why is this so small?"

"The words are small, but they are clear, you see, the words are small, and there are more things to print."

"Cheng, bring me one."

As soon as one copy was sold here, Xu Li shouted there again.

"Look at the newspaper, read the newspaper, read the morning newspaper, look at why a stone monkey popped out of the stone......"

The newsboy sells newspapers all by shouting, what is fresh and what is drunk, but the thing must be in the newspaper, when selling, of course, Xu Li also read the content of the newspaper early, at the beginning, he still shouted "nunnery", after seeing the "Journey to the West" written in the newspaper, he immediately changed the content of Journey to the West, not to mention other people, even he himself was attracted by the novel.

"A stone monkey popping out of the rock?"

Geng Theorem, who was about to go to his friend's house, immediately became interested when he heard the newsboy's shout.

"Come, give me a copy, and show me how this stone monkey bounced out of the stone."

As he spoke, he took out a small piece of loose silver.

"Big official, you can't find a small piece of silver, and this "Morning News" is cheap, and it only costs ten cents."

Geng's theorem, who is usually used to buying and copying newspapers, was stunned when he heard it.

"That's ten cents?"

"Look, there's a ten-article written on it."

Ten cents for a newspaper, this low price subverted Geng's imagination, after he found out ten cents to buy a newspaper, before he found the stone monkey, he was stunned by the content of the newspaper.

"This ...... How could this be! That's a small word! It's really amazing......

When Geng Theorem was surprised that the newspaper was full of small print, and then his eyes fell on the column of "Journey to the West", but just a glance, people were attracted by the beginning of the novel.

While he was standing on the side of the road reading the newspaper, Xu Li, who was running on the side of the road, shouted as he ran.

"Look at the newspaper, read the newspaper, read the morning newspaper, look at why a stone monkey popped out of the stone......"