Covered in slimy sweat, the reporter returned to the newspaper office on a donkey reserved for the newspaper. Throw the notebook to the person in charge of organizing it, ask them to rush out the rough newsletter, and then add or subtract content as necessary, and it will be in the newspaper before the editor-in-chief's eyes.

Not long after, reporters who were guarding several other places also returned to the newspaper office with the news, shook up the big pu fan and drank ice drinks to quench their thirst. After treating their bodies, everyone got together and chatted.

"I heard from the market by the river that the price of cotton is starting to fall today! Several cotton trading houses have cut their prices by half percent. ”

"It's news, it's not important." A man wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Hey, no wonder you're not wearing cotton clothes. Do you know why so many hand-spinning wheels and looms have not lowered the price of cotton cloth? The other asked, in a smug tone.

"Ah...... Why. I've been preparing for the exam for the past few months, so I don't know. ”

"Because there's not enough cotton. Whether in Myanmar or Yunnan, there are not many places to grow cotton. No matter how fast you spin and weave, what's the use of not having cotton? As a result, the price of cotton rose, and later, more and more cotton was planted, almost half of Huangzhuang planted cotton, and the people also began to plant, and now the price of cotton cloth has finally been reduced. ”

"Then, so many fields are planted with cotton, is there still food to eat?"

"Isn't the south of Burma all the land? Although it is too wet, it has to be burned, but let people go to the wasteland, and it will be supplied in a few years. ”

A few people chatted and chatted, and began to talk about "scholarly anger, scolding Fang Xuan". "I've rested enough, I'll prepare for the night shift when I get there." The editor inside came out and reminded him. Some are part-time reporters who only come in when there is news and get paid according to the news, while full-time evenings take turns as editors. Since the newspaper office publishes a new edition of the newspaper every morning, these houses are lit up every night, and every seven or eight days, a box of butter candles is moved into the newspaper office.

Hearing this, everyone dispersed, and several full-time staff members went to the back hall and began to eat. As usual, there is a small fish in a hearty meal, cod liver oil can cure night blindness, and these people have to stay up all day every other day, in the era when there are no kerosene lamps, eating fish is also considered a psychological comfort.

Liu Xiang also eats in this courtyard every day--- he thinks the smell of food is much better than the smell of lead and charcoal, and it can almost be called fresh. By a half-open window, Liu Xiang was thinking about the newspaper's development plan.

After a while, Liu Xiang heard a familiar voice, needless to say, it was the lieutenant who came to convey the will. Liu Xiang took the initiative to welcome him out and followed the lieutenant into the palace.

"What does Your Majesty have to say?"

"It's not like a lecture, I just want to learn about the situation, but I don't have time to take a closer look. Ah, such a big booklet is really difficult to do. ”

"This booklet ......"

"Ahh On the issue of land, I remember that they are Han people, and they did not do it directly, but as a result, they are not willing to clear the land, it is really a toast and do not eat and drink! As soon as Zhu Youlang mentioned it, he became angry.

"I heard that the newspaper has the idea of opening a page elsewhere?"

"Yes. The influence of the newspaper is limited to Ava, and no matter how good the manager is, it will eventually be within a radius of dozens of miles. So there was the idea of choosing a place to open a newspaper again. The name and title are the same, but the content is different. ”

In fact, this is also the common practice of newspapers in later generations, and larger newspapers have the practice of dividing different editions into different editions by language and audience. Liu Xiangneng was a little ahead of his time.

"The minister thinks that it can be set in Zhongxing Mansion."

"Oh? Tell me why it's in ZTE. "Zhu Youlang is interested, every department he has seen wants to open a branch base in ZTE, and no one wants to go to other places, is ZTE so attractive?

"There is a large literate population, strong reading ability, and most of them are Han Chinese, so you can save space. There is local printing capacity. This geography answer was the same as the answer, so Zhu Youlang couldn't find any questions for a while.

"Why doesn't Aiqing consider opening a version in Yunnan Mansion? Yunnan Province also has printing capacity, tens of thousands of people can read newspapers, and the handicraft industry is not much worse than Awa. ”

"Huh?" Liu Xiang opened his mouth wide and looked dazed, he hadn't thought about opening a sub-edition in Yunnan Mansion at all. The resident correspondent dispatched abroad can go as far as Zhongxing, and there is not a single resident reporter in Yunnan, so how can a branch be built?

"It's not a secret, if you open the version in Kunming, you can't do it for the time being. It is better to raise another local fundraiser and open a separate newspaper. News channels, journalist sources, Yunnan, not a single one. Liu Xiang said helplessly.

"Because of this, we want to build a new version in Yunnan."

"Huh? Your Majesty, what do you mean by this? ”

"The reason why Ava can open up reporters and news channels so quickly, what does it rely on?" Zhu Youlang is good at inducing.

"Back to Your Majesty, since the recovery of Ava City, there have been many tabloids, newspaper sellers have walked the streets and alleys, and there are some poor people from the north, who have come to do editorial work in order to get some living expenses, so that this newspaper can be set up, but it can be ...... in Yunnan Nothing..."Liu Xiang said more and more in his voice, for fear of angering the emperor.

"yes, that's a good point." Zhu Youlang took a sip of black tea and said, "If there are still some tabloids in Ava's public opinion, and the gossip that spreads everywhere, in Yunnan Mansion, except for a few gentry, those small citizens can read the script at most and listen to Dr. Tea's nonsense, and it can almost be said that there is no such thing as the media." ”

"The media, in Yunnan, a place where there is not even a prototype, as long as the third to fourth editions are liked to be watched, and the voices of the first and second editions can be suppressed at once by those bad gentry who oppose the great cause of the imperial court's restoration of sight, and their foul mouths will be blocked." Zhu Youlang was no stranger to propaganda warfare in later generations, and Goebbels's famous words made him thunderous.

"A lie repeated a thousand times is the truth."

What's more, what Zhu Youlang wants to repeat is not a lie, most of the content itself is fine, is he still afraid of these "gentlemen" who are "incompetent in advice and skilled in spreading rumors"?

"However, this is not very urgent, prepare before next year, and open after next year. The affairs of Yunnan are in a hurry. Zhu Youlang seemed to be saying to Liu Xiang and to himself.

"Yes." Liu correspondingly said that his obedience was not only because Zhu Youlang was the emperor, but also because Zhu Youlang was always extremely forward-looking---- as if he had really seen it.

"Wechen has something unclear."

"Speak."

"If you're thousands of miles apart, why do you have to use the same name?"

(End of chapter)