Chapter 23

Finally, Alberta finished writing, and then looked up at the person in front of him.

"What did he do when he came back with an outsider?"

The black shadow immediately replied: "They just arrived in the city yesterday, and then they have been staying in their manor and not going out, we don't know what happened in the manor, because all the spies I sent out have no news after entering the manor, I think things are not good, so I immediately come back and report to you, Lord Alberta." ”

"It's normal for a person who can defeat a fifty-person special operations group, find all your spies in the dark and then kill them, don't worry about it, there is nothing noteworthy in that manor, so where are they now?"

"They're on Forth Street now, and there's a general's magazine property in that neighborhood, but it's long since gone unmanaged, but from what I've seen from afar, it looks like they want to reopen the magazine."

"Running a magazine?" Alberta's head lifted slightly, and the sun shone directly into his round eyes, reflecting a bright light.

"Why are they suddenly going back to running a magazine? Do they want to guide the people's thinking through public opinion? What magazines or newspapers did they publish? Has anyone sold it? ”

"No, they haven't, they just renovated the inside of the magazine before I left, and my men are watching over there instead of me, and if they sell magazines or newspapers, my people will buy them and give them to you, Lord Alberta."

Alberta's eyes are constantly spinning in their sockets, and this peculiar trait appears every time his brain thinks intensely: "It's too much to underestimate me Alberta if you just want to change everything through public opinion, and you keep an eye on him." ”

"Yes." The Man of the Shadows disappeared quickly, as quickly as he seemed to be reluctant to linger here.

After the Man of Darkness vanished, Alberta tapped a pen on his desk, his chin in his other hand, and his eyes staring out the window at the sun.

The sun didn't sting his eyes, but he felt that it would make his mind more flexible.

"A strange man, send someone to test it."

He finished talking to himself, and immediately began to write again.

On Forth Street, countless children crowded the major magazine offices to compete for the right to sell magazines and newspapers.

An adult with yellow teeth bared his thick chest hair stood around a group of children, and beside him lay freshly printed newspapers and magazines, which were handed out to the children one by one.

"Slow down for Lao Tzu, whoever is not honest will not want to get today's newspaper!"

This sound contains a special sonic magic, which makes every child's eardrum appear to have severe pain, and now the children are finally much more honest.

Eugene is one of those kids.

He wears a red newsboy hat and a red outfit.

He should be very conspicuous among these children, but he is really not very tall, and his physique is a little incomparable to that of other children.

Eugene was very anxious.

It's been a long time since he's got a newspaper or magazine to sell.

This is his only source of income.

Because he was too young, only about six years old, he was not even qualified to work as a child laborer, and only selling newspapers could bring him some income.

He remembered that yesterday he was so hungry that he nibbled on the waste leather in the trash can that he didn't know who threw it away.

It was already the best food he could find.

At least that's still edible, isn't it?

But if he couldn't get a newspaper to sell today, he wasn't sure if he would be lucky enough to find a piece of scrap leather to gnaw on today.

But no matter how anxious he was, he still couldn't squeeze into the crowd, but was squeezed more and more outward.

It made him almost cry.

However, he didn't really cry, because he was already reluctant to shed tears, and he felt that even tears would increase his sense of weakness.

Eventually, when the children dispersed, Eugene watched as the brawny man with his chest hair scratched at his hair like a bird's nest with a crooked cigarette in his mouth.

"These little devils are really crazy, and they're going crazy for a few newspapers."

But soon he tidied up his messy clothes that had been torn by a bunch of children and prepared to go back to the magazine.

Before entering, he overheard a glance at a stunned Eugene, but he quickly took his eyes off Eugene.

He was afraid that if he watched it for too long, he would feel pity for a child like Eugene.

Pity is not terrible, what is terrible is that once you have mercy, you will be entangled in countless troubles, and more children will ask for charity, so even if he has a good heart, he can't stand this entanglement.

So he could only sigh and apologize to Eugene in his heart.

Eugene's eyes were red.

Today...... There should be leather, right?

"Hey, little one, would you be interested in selling our magazine?"

Eugene was slightly stunned, he looked back and found a big brother who was very different from his appearance looking at him with a smile.

Then Eugene noticed that the big brother was holding a pamphlet in his hand.

Compared with the newspapers and magazines issued by other magazines, what this big brother is holding in his hand can really be regarded as a booklet at best, and it is the kind of thing that comes with buying magazines.

How much is this thing worth? A copper minute?

Paper products are a very common thing in this world, which is very different from when the paper industry was born on the earth.

When things like paper appeared on the earth, it was even more valuable than gold, and this world was quite cheap from the moment paper was born, mainly because just one person took some materials, and then carved a specific magic rune, and the paper could be automatically generated, which was much easier than the technology of papermaking on the earth.

Paper is also much cheaper.

If you just look at the price of paper, the booklet in Zhang Youxing's hand, which is only more than 30 pages, is not worth even half a copper cent.

People in this world like big things, and the bigger the paper, the more people like it, and the higher the value.

Eugene wanted to hesitate, but he didn't hesitate, he asked, "Is this a magazine?" Big brother, are you from the magazine? ”

"Of course, I am...... Nova Magazine. ”

The magazine of Baron Kelles's house originally had its own name, called Bradley Magazine.

The name is really a bit long, Zhang Youxing suggested changing the name, Kyleth naturally had no opinion, and happily agreed to change the name, he said that he would go to the relevant agency to re-register the new name later.