Early in the morning, the ancient Jingshi City, as always, has to wake up from its slumber, the sky is still gray and gray, there are already hard-working hawkers pushing carts out of the stalls, placing all kinds of Beijing snacks such as boiled sausage donkey rolling, different from the past, the new increase of one or two times the shop is also followed by the early opening of the door, rows of street stores selling cloth, spices, a dazzling array of goods, are a bit similar to the commercial street of later generations.

The hard core of economic development in later generations is the manufacturing industry, so it is different from the predatory asset revolution in the West, as soon as it came up, Mao Jue focused on the hard core, after occupying this Beijing division, he moved the cotton textile production in Liaodong here, after all, there are few people in Liaodong, and the cultivation and manufacturing of mink ginseng has been very distinctive, especially after the Xu Lei Railway was opened to traffic in Xu Zheng Luotong Jiayuguan Railway, the cotton produced in Henan can be imported here more conveniently, and the Beijing Division also has enough manpower to engage in light industry.

However, the steam engine pollution is also very serious, these factories are basically set up outside the city, leaning on the outer city gates, early in the morning hundreds of workers waiting for the public carriage to go to work, it has become a new scene in Beijing.

The wages of the workers are not bad, there is money in their pockets, and domestic demand has also increased a lot, and as soon as the vendors pushed the stalls out, a large group of workers waiting for the bus sat down next to the bench hulala.

"Boss, a bowl of bean juice, a stack of enema! Fry something bigger!"

"Fritters, pancake fruit!"

"The old three!"

"Okay!"

With a long voice, the bosses also answered with red faces, with a towel hanging on their shoulders, and sending dishes from table to table, but this is a lot of new things, just when a group of workers threw off their cheeks and ate breakfast, a crisp children's voice sounded again.

"Look at the newspaper! Read the newspaper! Why is the world in turmoil in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, is the emperor mediocre, or the ministers are incompetent, all in today's Daming Imperial Capital Daily, five cents a copy, read the newspaper! ”

This voice almost scared the boss who sold the enema crazy, put the plate on the table, he ran over with a roll, and slapped the mouth of the hairy boy who was shouting, and lowered his head and scolded dullly.

"Bastard boy with a thousand cuts, are you crazy? If you dare to shout such a big rebellion, do you want to kill our whole family? ”

Looking back, the boss gestured his hands with a smile on his face, and waved sadly at the workers and diners on the table.

"This kid hit his head on the wall yesterday and broke it, nonsense! Let's take it as a joke! The big guy can eat as much as you like today, count me in for a treat!"

Don't say it, this hairy boy also cares about his family, and before his father finished speaking, this kid bit him coldly and broke his mouth away.

"Dad, you're a big rebel! Look, who is the editor-in-chief of this newspaper? Princess Toyotomi, Princess Changping, Dad, you actually said that a few princesses are bewitching the public, are you not afraid of being punished by the Nine Clans? ”

In these years, the princess who can be passed on by word of mouth, and only the princess regent is the princess, listening to her son being there and pretending to be a tiger, the poor enema seller once again turned pale with fright, and was in a cold sweat, almost sitting on the ground with a butt, and it took a long time to pat his thigh sadly.

"Woe to you!"

This kid has the potential to be a profiteer, and he didn't care about his stunned father, who was attracted by the attention of a large group of people, and he took out a basket of newspapers and waved them.

"Look at the newspaper, boss! Imperial Capital Daily! Several princesses, as editors-in-chief, invited imperial scholars to write manuscripts, and the secret of Chongzhen's seventeen-year catastrophe lies here!"

In later generations, the most eye-catching thing is not a secret, but a secret, with the name of the princess as a guarantee, a bold worker did not hesitate to throw out five cents.

"Give me one!"

With such a beginning, the curiosity of a large group of workers was aroused, and they all donated their money, and one by one they carried back a newspaper, and in less than a moment, the basket of money from the newspaper boy was filled with copper coins.

"Daddy! You said that I made my own money, so let me go to the official school to study, and my words would count! ”

The newspaper hall is 20 percent, and a hundred newspapers are sold in the morning, which is a string of money, counting the copper coins in his arms, the hairy boy said happily.

I really didn't expect this kid to be able to do it, the poor man's child is in charge of the house early, if he goes to school, there will be one less person to help with the housework, but since he agreed, he can't return, and the boss who sells enemas is snorting with a black face and annoyance.

"I don't have the life to be an official in this life, what books to read! Lose! Lose! ! Little bunny!"

"Thank you! I'm going on an errand!"

Seeing his own kid jumping out, who parents don't want their children to be promising, the enema boss is wrinkled old face, and he couldn't help but show a smile.

But at this time, a rumbling sound came suddenly, and on the road next to the city gate, a public carriage more than ten meters long pulled by six horses rumbled forward, and a group of workers hurriedly took two bites of the unfinished breakfast, and ran out with three steps and two steps.

If you miss this trip, not to mention the high cost of taking a taxi carriage, you will definitely be deducted for being late, and no one dares to stop.

"Hey, I haven't paid yet! Lao Liu, Lao Li!"

"Lao Zhao, didn't you say that you invited me today?"

One waved a newspaper and hurriedly ran along the carriage, laughing and laughing from all afar.

The boss who sold the old Beijing enema was stunned for a moment, and then slapped himself sadly: "My broken mouth!" Half a month for nothing!"

Frustrated, the enema seller was exhausted and reached out to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, but there were always some surprises in life, just picked up a plate full of oil, and a piece of shiny broken silver leaked out underneath.

Confucianism has a lot of classic truths, such as the cangqiao is enough to know etiquette, if a few years ago, everyone could not afford to eat, can escape this meal, the workers will never be polite to you, but now, they have also learned to think about others.

Holding the broken silver, looking back, the corner of the enema boss couldn't help but show a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered in a low voice while cleaning up the stall.

"Go to Xishikou in the afternoon, cut it two catties of pork and come back, and stuff it all into the enema!"

On the other side, on the speeding dozen public carriages, a strange scene floated through the streets and alleys, facing the wind, a large group of workers with a newspaper in their hands, looking at it sullenly.

"Little Lizi, what's written on it?"

A foreman-like guy poked his head out with interest, but when he asked the worker, he shook his head with a bewildered face.

"Zhao Tou, I don't know how to read, it's not that you don't know how to read!"

"Then you kid is still pretending, and the newspapers are reversed, right?"

A handful of slaps on the back of the worker's head, and Foreman Zhao snatched the newspaper with a big grin, and then his head wrinkled.

"Boss, what's written on it?"

"Hurry up and read it to everyone!"

There was an uproar, and the workers of a carriage all surrounded their heads, and there were a large number of people, none of whom knew how to read, but this foreman Zhao was also a two-knife and a large article, and he could also recognize a rough idea.

"Wonderful!"

"What's wonderful!"

"That's it, Zhao Tou, say it quickly!"

At this time, the importance of culture is highlighted, people can understand it, you just can't understand it! The hair was blowing the morning breeze, and in the anxious eyes of a workshop man, this Zhao Tou was really dragged like two hundred and fifty eighty thousand, and first raised his messy hair, and then snorted triumphantly.

"You coarse, you just don't have culture!"

"Who is in the newspaper, Chongzhen in those years, the reason why the big guys had such a hard time, and there are so many anti-thieves rebelling below, is not because the emperor is mediocre, and the ministers are not eating dry food, it is really because the economy is wrong! At that time, the imperial court was not allowed to do business, do business, and work, and the land was divided, and we were left with a poor and landless person, so the regent now opened more factories and gave us more opportunities to work, this big guy has a job and money to eat, so he will not rebel, and the world will be peaceful!"

Poor Mao Jue's article has been enjoyed from the time of Guan Zhong to the twenty-first century, how many major principles of economics have been cited, these workers can see this, fortunately, this does not delay the admiration of a group of lower-class people for Mao Jue, and they also slapped their thighs one by one.

"That's right! In the early years, if there were so many factories that could work and make money, my mother couldn't starve to death!"

"It's still the Lord Regent who understands it!"

"In the past, those big officials in the DPRK and China were all eating dry rice! How can any of the Regent's officials understand!"

Shouting and cheering, who didn't pay attention, the newspaper in his hand floated out, in this swarthy guy flying all over the sky, these low-level people quickly reached a consensus, no matter how the regent Mao Jue tossed, it was all for the good of their little people!

However, there are those who are in favor and those who are against, and it is not far from Mao Jue, the central government, and the Yushitai.

"That's nonsense!"

With a bang, the newspaper he bought was slapped on the table, and Li Mingde, the imperial history of Zuodu, opened his mouth angrily and shouted.

"Ruling the world with the benefits of despicable businessmen instead of the virtues of saints, isn't this the trend of the world that is not ancient in the hearts of the people? No, this official must advise the regent!"

shouted, this seventy or eighty old man is really a man of action, and he went out with a menacing attitude, as a senior official, he also has the right to visit the White House, and sent a team for half an hour, and the old guy entered Mao Jue's office in a rage.

It was exactly the same as dealing with Chongzhen back then, with his head to the ground and his buttocks to the sky, and his combat strength immediately soared to two hundred and fifty-five, and his voice was like a bell, and Li Mingde shouted angrily.

"Regent, this newspaper is simply a fallacy to confuse the public, the saint rules the world with virtue, and the villain tends to be vicious with profit, this economic way full of paper is simply the source of corrupting people's hearts, the old minister thinks that all the people who wrote this article should be arrested immediately, and this newspaper should also be banned!"

"Then Master Li thinks that the regent is also wrong to open a factory and create jobs for the people?"

Before Mao Jue could speak, a crisp and beautiful voice came from behind him, and Li Mingde turned around in surprise, but it was Chiyohime's pretty little face full of smiles.

Wearing a newsboy hat on her head, she also changed into a set of shirts and suspenders, dressed up a lively little girl as a tomboy, and a microphone made of wood in her hand was in front of Li Mingde.

In an instant, a bad feeling suddenly appeared in the heart of this old stubborn...... Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!