Chapter 1106: Cultural Construction (2)

The people who woke up basically went through three to five or six years of training, and after opening their eyes, they were confused for a while before they recovered, and they were a little absent-minded when they ate breakfast, and then immediately went to find paper and pen to start creating—several of them had creative inspiration even in their dreams, and had already made the first draft for more than a month, and now they were eager to immediately put the things in their dreams on paper.

The security officer, who came to check today's newspaper, was taken aback when he saw this busy posture.

"What did you do?" The security officer was surprised, "Also, it's your first time here, right?" ”

"For the first time," I said, "I have some ideas and I'm going to do an experiment." ”

"Now that the sales and production of the newspaper have stabilized, is there anything else that can be improved?" The trustee asked.

"There are a lot of new ideas, not improvements, but just try," I said, "and by the way, isn't this newspaper going to the Persomeda Chamber of Commerce?" ”

"Send a few for reference," said the commissioner, "and they will filter what they want and make another copy of their own, but we still use the legends and pictures." ”

"That's right," I laughed, "we're going to make a fuss about the stories and the pictures, and as for the news, that's their own business." ”

"So......" The security officer looked at the energetic "creators", "you gave them a raise?" ”

I smiled and said, "Salary? It doesn't make sense to me, of course, if you want to give them a raise, I can set aside a special fee from the proceeds of the farm. ”

"My lord, we are not short of money now, what we lack is the environment of time for creation!" A painter who happened to pass by waved his arm excitedly, and the pencil in his hand drew several continuous circles in the air, "I don't want to go there now, I can't spend the salary of the previous three months!" ”

Surprised, I smiled and explained, "In the future, our stories and pictures will not only be newspapers, but will be independent books and go to the market, and here it will not only be the editorial department of the newspaper, but also the publishing house that publishes all kinds of new books!" ”

"This, that is to say......" the trustee understood, "you want to make more books?" ”

I said, "Yes, I'm going to at least double the number of books on Santas, and even on humans and elves!" ”

"Your plan is really big!" The security trustee couldn't help but sigh.

"It's good to get used to it," I said, "and books used to be too expensive, but in the future they will become cheaper, so that more people will have more knowledge and even insight." ”

"Is this your plan for Santas' future?" After all, the security trustee is also a management class, and he quickly thought of this.

"It's a small part of it." I corrected with a smile.

"Looks like we're hiring again." The trustee said.

"Ordinary servants don't have to, sooner or later we're going to have to leave these simple things to the mechanical golems to do, we need people with special skills, even the kind that don't seem to be useful," I said, "if you have someone like that, like an elf who loves to write or an orc who can sing or something......"

"Such a person?" The security trustee was obviously stunned for a moment, "Such a person, I really haven't paid attention to ......"

Taling suddenly said, "I actually have it here, and it is classified as idle and unprofessional. ”

I laughed and said, "They're just misplacing resources." ”

"There is a female elf who likes to sing and write poetry, because she has no talent for awakening, she can only live in the city, but fortunately, her relatives are in the Mage Tower, so she has no worries about food and clothing," Taling said, "There is also an orc who has opened a grocery store and likes to write bards, but his voice is too bad for no one to like him to sing, is such a person meet the requirements?" ”

I said, "I want to see them right away!" ”

Tharling went to bring the two men in, and Leo suddenly reminded me, "Don't forget that the creativity of the crowd is endless. ”

My heart moved, and I said to the trustees: "We can also ask the civilians in the city to submit papers, as long as they are willing to submit, the paper can be sold to them at a low price, whatever they write, the paper must be recycled, and if their work is accepted, they will be paid a certain amount, well, ten times the price of a newspaper!" If you are a good contributor, you can get paper for free and even join the editorial office of the newspaper. ”

The more he listened to it, the more surprised he became, and then he smiled bitterly: "It seems that this matter is not simple...... Many people are still struggling to make a living, and although they don't starve to death, how can they have time to write? ”

I said, "What if writing could feed them?" ”

Anzhi was stunned again.

"Maybe I'm thinking a little too far," I said, "Actually, most of the people who can support themselves by writing are concentrated here, and there are very few such people among the common people, but we shouldn't leave out such talents, we can identify people who have magical or warrior talents, why can't we filter out people with other talents?" Even if it's just painting, singing, or pinching clay figurines, playing grass balls...... "book warehouse net."

The trustee said, "Are you going to raise a circus?" ”

"Not really," I said, "but I've heard that a circus has come to Santas, and anyone who might consider recruiting them will come in handy." ”

"Well, it seems that your plan is indeed big, I can't understand it," the Antoon shook his head with a smile, "I just hope that Santas will get better and better." ”

"It's going to be fine," I said, "but it's going to be a little tiring." ”

"Tired? It's better than doing nothing. "Some people are always greedy for stability, thinking that it is a good thing as long as there are no accidents in the things under their jurisdiction, but they do not realize that it is very sad for a manager who has not changed for many years." ”

I was a little surprised—I didn't expect him to have such an awareness.

"There was a reason why I left Animo at that time," said the trustee, "and the framing of me was just a fuse, and before that, I had done some innovations and done something for the civilians, but in that case, the city guards and some of the probationary priests would have been busier, and they would have lost a lot of opportunities to make money, so they would have held a grudge against me." ”

"I guess I thought," I said, "that many civilians are so afraid of the city's guardian gate that this fear is more than respect, and the guardians are used to the feeling of being on top, and certainly don't want to change. ”

"There's not so much going on here." The trustee said.

"It is true," I said, "that as long as an organizational group reaches a certain size of people, there will be small groups, which is determined by the upper limit of human energy, and there are so many people that a person can associate with at the same time, and it is easy to form a group of his own concern, then there is no equality and unity as a whole." ”

"Santas wouldn't have been like that with me." Taling said suddenly.

"That's right." I laughed.

"They've arrived," said Taling, "just outside the door." ”

We received both men in the office of the Trustee of Trusteeship.

Although the two came together, they were obviously a little rusty and subconsciously kept their distance. And the elf was even more suspicious when she saw me and An's affairs, and the trolls who had come with her.

"My lord, did you come to me because of the poems I wrote?" The female elf asked cautiously.

I smiled and said, "You seem to have brought your own poetry book?" The female elf quickly took out the hand behind her back, and in her hand was a leaf-like book—a typical elven style paper.

I picked up a stack of blank paper and said, "I'd love to read your poems, and if you like, you can use them as many times as you like and write your poems on them or in newspapers." ”

"Really?" The female elf suddenly came to her senses and handed me her poetry collection directly, "Then, please take a look!" ”

I took the notebook and looked at it.

To be honest, I don't appreciate poetry, whether it is a standard and neat Chinese poem, or a Western poem that is very similar to our world, those poems that emotionally depict inspiration can often mobilize the excitement in people's instinctive emotions, and they are instantly grasped by the artistic conception, but as long as they are analyzed rationally, they are very boring......

"The level of primary and secondary school girls," Leo also commented, "A third-rate lyric creator is a little stronger than the saliva songs of the bad street." ”

"Only the moon can understand, only the evening breeze can understand, only the songworm can understand, but the people under the trees, but they can't understand it......" I whispered out a poem that could still be read, "Well, it's very romantic, the ambiguous feeling of being young and ignorant." ”

The elf seemed a little surprised that I could appreciate it, but also a little embarrassed.

As an escort, I really can't appreciate it, but I still listen patiently.

The troll had some disdain in his eyes, and although he didn't say it, he couldn't hide it, but fortunately, the female elf didn't look at him either.

"Thank you, me, I thought that no one likes ...... here," she said modestly and reservedly.

"Well, don't the people of Elf Street write poetry or sing?" I'm in charge of things.

"Yes, there is, but they pay more attention to the influence of poetry on magic, and they don't seem to value pure poetry that much," said Anto, "They have a special collection of poems, and they don't have a lot of ...... to write on their own"

"I see......" I nodded, "I almost forgot to ask what your name is, by the way, I'm Bijon Bloodhammer." ”

"I'm Xihui, I don't have a name." The female elf said.

"Lord Bihon!" The troll had heard of me and was a little excited, "I, my name is Varga, and I run a grocery store......"